He had an idea and set his sights on a large tree in the courtyard.

This tree looked like it had been there for years, with a trunk thick enough for a person to wrap their arms around. It seemed like a good candidate to test his punching power.

Moving behind the tree, he thought, "This angle should work. Even if I break it, it's unlikely anyone will notice."

Standing firm, he didn't use his full strength, only about twenty to thirty percent, and threw a punch.

"Bang!" His fist struck the trunk.

The tree didn't budge, not even the leaves trembled.

Huh! Although the punch didn't shake the tree, he didn't feel any pain either.

Isn't force supposed to be mutual? Why didn't it hurt?

Could it be that his sense of touch and pain had weakened?

No, that shouldn't be the case. When his fist hit the tree, he could feel the rough texture of the bark.

He looked at his fist, and there was no damage.

It seemed he could increase his strength. This time, he used half his power and punched again.

"Bang!" The sound was much louder this time.

The trunk still didn't react, but the leaves above noticeably shook.

He glanced at the bark again; his punch had actually broken it.

"Young Master, come back quickly! That noise is too loud!" Qing'er called softly from the doorway.

Huang Ye knew that sounds could travel far on a quiet night, so he quickly dashed to the wheelchair and pushed it back inside.

Closing the door, he glanced at Qing'er.

"I told you not to get up."

"I was a bit worried!"

"No need to worry, I know what I'm doing."

Huang Ye helped Qing'er to the bed. Just as she was about to climb in, he had a sudden thought.

"Wait, let me carry you!" Huang Ye said, inspired.

Qing'er's face turned red. Although they had often shared a bed before, back then, the Young Master was not in his right mind.

Now that he was awake, she felt a bit shy.

Huang Ye didn't pay attention to that and simply lifted her horizontally, weighing her with his arm before placing her on the bed.

Qing'er felt very light. She was about 1.6 meters tall, with a build that was neither fat nor thin.

Based on his past experience carrying sacks of rice, he estimated she weighed around fifty kilograms.

It seemed his strength had significantly increased.

Previously, lifting a hundred-pound sack of rice required all his effort, but now he felt he could easily swing Qing'er around.

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He could probably lift three Qing'ers with his current strength.

He hadn't expected to test his strength this way. Going out earlier was really unnecessary.

"Qing'er, do you know how much you weigh?"

"I don't know recently, but I measured once before, and it was ninety pounds, with a height of 1.6 meters."

Uh! I don't think I asked about your height.

Huang Ye didn't care about these measurements. The units here were definitely different from his previous life, so having a rough standard was enough.

Suddenly, footsteps approached from outside, and he quickly dove under the covers.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone's coming outside."

The visitors stopped nearby but didn't enter the courtyard.

Huang Ye vaguely heard voices outside.

"The sound seemed to come from this direction earlier."

"It doesn't look like anything's wrong. This is the Third Young Master's place."

"Should we go in and check?"

"No need, just a fool. Even if something happens, no one cares!"

"Let's go. We just need to ensure the other areas are safe."

After speaking, the two hurriedly left.

"Qing'er, could you hear what they were saying?"

"It seemed like someone was talking, but I couldn't make out the words."

It seemed his hearing had also improved significantly.

This wasn't bad. Although he didn't gain a system from crossing over, his physical abilities had improved overall.

A system would only add some skills, give out tasks, and reward with a gift pack upon completion.

While a system could skip the process of cultivation, it also took away a lot of fun.

As long as he worked hard, he might not be worse than someone with a system.

Now that he had a solid foundation, as long as he was willing to learn, he could overcome his current disadvantageous situation.

"Qing'er, who taught you martial arts?"

"All the guards taught me. At first, I secretly watched them practice.

Later, when they found out, they didn't say anything because I was young and allowed me to watch from the side.

Sometimes they even taught me a few moves. My martial arts are quite basic, just simple self-defense techniques."

Huang Ye felt a bit disappointed. He had hoped Qing'er might have a martial arts manual he could look at.

"Young Master, you didn't practice martial arts when you were young, did you?"

"I don't know, I have no memory of it."

"I saw you punch in the courtyard earlier. It was fast and powerful, even shaking the leaves. That's not something an ordinary person can do.

Although you're a bit weaker than those guards, the gap isn't big. They've been training since childhood. You've been bedridden for five years, and to wake up with such strength is truly strange."

"Hehe, it shows your Young Master is not ordinary."

"Yes, Young Master is the best, the most outstanding."

With that, she unceremoniously snuggled up to Huang Ye, as if even her pain had lessened.

"Young Master, take me as your servant. I don't ask for any status, just to serve you for life."

Huang Ye was taken aback. This girl seemed quite forward.

"Qing'er, you're still injured."

"It's okay, I can endure it. See, you're already reacting!"

Huang Ye thought to himself, I'm a normal person. If I didn't react with you this close, wouldn't I be a eunuch?

But this girl was too enthusiastic, disregarding her pain.

"Qing'er, let's wait until you're healed. I've just recovered and am still adjusting."

"Alright, a few days then. As long as Young Master wants me."

Huang Ye couldn't refuse Qing'er's unreasonable request.

Although he didn't know what she was thinking, she had been guarding him for so many years, so she must have some attachment to the Huang Ye from her childhood.

If he hadn't crossed over into this body, this girl might have guarded him for a lifetime.

This was a debt owed by his predecessor, and since he inherited this body, he had to repay it.

In modern society, this wouldn't be considered strange.

He didn't know how this society judged such matters, but he just needed to do his part.

***

The next morning, Qing'er's pain had mostly subsided.

Although walking was still a bit uncomfortable, she could move around.

Yue'er still brought the food box early, but Huang Ye naturally wouldn't eat it and stuck to the pastries.

A plain day passed, and as night fell, Huang Ye stepped out of the house again, this time intending to test his jumping ability.

He went back to the large tree, estimating the lowest branch to be about five meters high.

With a light jump, he grabbed the branch with both hands.

Wow, with this jumping ability, he'd definitely be a champion at the Olympics, and that was without a running start.

In his previous life, his highest record was only 1.2 meters, and now it had nearly doubled.

He decided to see how high he could jump with full force.

With a slight run-up, "Whoosh!" he landed steadily on the branch.

Oh my, he had jumped five meters high. Huang Ye couldn't believe it and glanced down, confirming the height.

This jumping ability amazed him. If he had a basketball, he'd definitely be a slam dunk master.

Compared to him, characters like Hanamichi Sakuragi, Rukawa Kaede, or even Jordan, Kobe, and LeBron were all weaklings.

He really wanted to travel back and show those legendary basketball figures from his previous life his strength.