Legend of the Maestro Chapter 8

Ye Zhong's condition wasn't that great at the moment.

When he first stepped out from the c.o.c.kpit, he was soaked from head to toe, as if he had just gotten out of the water.

The after effects didn't just stop there. His arms had seemed fine at first, but he was actually in agony.

It was painful, tormenting him to the bone. The muscle spasms came in waves, attacking his brain. Even though his pain threshold was exceptionally high, he still couldn't help it, but inhaled continuously. His face was contorted in pain.

The weirdest thing was that there was neither any observable swelling or spasms that were happening to his arms. Quite the opposite, those arms didn't even break a sweat.

After helping Ye Zhong do a check-up, Mu Shang, without a tiny change in his expression, told Ye Zhong, "The after effects from overusing your consciousness was that, the part controlling your arms in your nervous system went beyond the limits of your consciousness and your two arms themselves. Thus, pain was produced, without actual bodily damage. You can recover if you rest enough."

Ye Zhong's agony was already at the point of in having breathing difficulties, so he replied sarcastically, "Rest? With this pain? Even if I managed to fall asleep, it will still surely wake me up!"

"Then I have a way to ease your pains." said Mu Shang

Ye Zhong's eyes glowed "For real?", his never ending soreness wouldn't have given him a calm second of his life, but definitely wouldn't have let him die in peace either. So as soon as Mu Shang had offered a quick fix, Ye Zhong acted as if he finally saw the rain after a severe drought.

Mu Shang continued, "This method doesn't require drugs or injections. It's safe and immediately effective."

Ye Zhong was beaming upon hearing such news, he interrupted Mu Shang when it took its sweet time talking, "Ok then, just start already!"

Mu Shang paused, lowered his head and stared at Ye Zhong "Are you sure that you want to use it?"

Ye Zhong looked back at Mu Shang, the back of his neck felt chilly all of a sudden. But the pain was throbbing so hard that he had resolved to do it, "I'm sure"

"Bam!" a piercing gust of wind struck his neck artery.

Everything darkened swiftly, the only thought he had before fainting was "it truly didn't hurt".

Mu Shang's calm voice echoed in the room "Task accomplished".

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When Ye Zhong woke up, he could feel that his body, especially his arms, was one beat slower than his thoughts. He felt awkward, unlike before when he could have controlled his body movements easily.

Mu Shang explained, "It's because your body and mind no longer match. Your mind has advanced, and went beyond your limits. However, your body remains the same, unable to catch up. Thus you will find your body becoming slower, actually, it's your mind that processes faster now."

Following Mu Shang's advice, Ye Zhong didn't go on the network for a few days, and stayed home to train his body instead, especially his two arms.

He focused his attention to control the six steel b.a.l.l.s in an area of half a square meter. His arms skilfully swung around, his fingers were like a net surrounding the six steel b.a.l.l.s. Those b.a.l.l.s moved within the boundary of his arms with such high speed. They collided repeatedly, with challenging orbits to get hold of.

The steel b.a.l.l.s gained speed, Ye Zhong's forehead was soaked with sweat, and his two arms got faster readily. The more he practiced, the more sweat poured out, and the faster his hands became. That produced an illusion as if steam or fog had been created.

The b.a.l.l.s finally crashed into each other in a series, Ye Zhong couldn't control them any further, and dropped all of them off.

Ye Zhong gasped for air, he was too lazy to pick the b.a.l.l.s that were rolling all over the place. This activity was definitely bothersome.

Mu Shang was sitting nearby, and dropped a comment, "Maybe this wouldn't please anyone, but it was quite an achievement for you already."

Ye Zhong ended up continuing his boring and tasteless training. He wondered if Mu had just came up with it just to torment him. However, truthfully, he admired Mu Shang deeply. His arms were now back to normal, but even more agile than of before.

Sitting in Wen Ni's c.o.c.kpit again, the eagerness showed clearly on his face. It had been a while since he had last used a mecha. He felt sentimental when he looked at the worn out Wen Ni.

Ye Zhong had focused on the steel ball training for the past few days, the hunting tasks were pa.s.sed on to Mu Shang. Except one hole on their foreheads, there was no other injuries on the beasts' bodies. That had amazed Ye Zhong: Mu Shang was truly strong.

Ye Zhong drove Wen Ni and leapt through several rubbish mountains with Mu Shang following right behind.

Ye Zhong could clearly sense that his arms had become more agile and that delighted him. He suddenly remembered about the Chaos Arching Track Leap that Mu Shang had taught him, and had an urge to try it again.

Ye Zhong pushed Wen Ni's speed to the maximum, his arms then followed a series of movements that could have drove any viewers dizzy, and performed his impromptu Chaos Arching Track Leap.

The tattered Wen Ni, under Ye Zhong's control, wobbly created several curved lines, a few big, a few small, a few straight, and a few arched.

Ye Zhong was in the mood, so he performed several short distance wave steps.

With that little distance, Wen Ni continuously moved the narrow wave steps with such high speeds. If those curvy lines created earlier were a mixture of big and small lines, now it was all short lines. Ye Zhong seemed to attempt even shorter lines.

As he was feeling exhilarated, then an explosive sound "Bam" was heard. Wen Ni couldn't take on those movements, its body was separated from its hip.

Ye Zhong startled, he didn't have a chance to call Mu Shang for help as Wen Ni's upper body was like meteor whizzing straight at a nearby rubbish mountain. Without any delay for Ye Zhong to calm down, the rubbish crashed down on him and buried him there.

Everything was pitch black in a blink

When Ye Zhong, well, to be more precise, when Mu Shang dragged Ye Zhong's torso out of a few dozens metres of rubbish into the sunlight, Ye Zhong noticed Mu Shang's expressionless face appeared a bit taunting. It made Ye Zhong feel uncomfortable. When Ye Zhong sat back in Wen Ni's c.o.c.kpit, and was brought home by Mu Shang, this discomfort already reached its peak.

Not matter how unpleasant he felt, without Wen Ni, Ye Zhong didn't have any mecha. Mu had never let Ye Zhong control it. Even if it did, he would have been showing off stupidly in front of Mu Shang. Such a dead end situation when there was such a huge gap between the two.

Ye Zhong found it hard to accept that he no longer had a mecha. No matter how worn out Wen Ni was, without a replacement, it was still an essential part of Ye Zhong's life.

Ye Zhong could have only asked for Mu Shang to bring the other half of Wen Ni home.

Looking at the mess he caused from a hasty moment, Ye Zhong went cold. Wen Ni belonged to his foster father originally. The fact it could last until now was a miracle on its own. Why would the torso wound always be incurable? The hope of fixing it was close to nil, especially at a place that had nothing but rubbish.

Mu Shang didn't forget to throw water on him, "Ye Zi, let me tell you the harsh realities, the probability to fix Wen Ni is below 1%, so it would be illogical to even attempt it."

Ye Zhong was in despair but he couldn't even shed a tear. There was no other choice. After he cooled down his head, he jumped right into Mu Shang's c.o.c.kpit to log into the virtual network.

Mu Shang ignored Ye Zhong's pain, just followed him lecturing, "Based on the statistics, you still have another 86 basic subjects in order to finish your Master training, this is the list of all the subjects."

A long list suddenly appeared in front of Ye Zhong. He disregarded it and continued moving forward.

Mu Shang was quiet for a while, then said, "Ye Zi, if you surpa.s.s me one day, I'll let you have control in my c.o.c.kpit."

Ye Zhong slowed down for a second, then walked away without saying a word.

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Translator’s note: it seems the word “master” is used with several different meanings in this story:

If anything is unclear, please comment below and I’ll try my best to clarify it