That day, He Yan was once again in the limelight.
On the way back, He Yan even ran into Wang Ba, who was hiding in the crowd. He was there to watch He Yan and Jiang Jiao compete. He wanted to leave after watching, but unfortunately, He Yan saw him. He Yan greeted him from afar, "Brother Wang!"
Under everyone's gaze, Wang Ba's face darkened. He braced himself and called out "Boss" in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz. He Yan looked at him with a smile. He turned around and left as if someone was chasing him from behind.
"A He Ge, you're really something," Xiao Mai said enviously.
"Things like this will happen more often in the future. You have to get used to it." He Yan stood on his tiptoes and rubbed Xiao Mai's head. Hong Shan saw this and snorted, "You still want to be his boss? You should grow taller first."
He Yan shrugged. Man proposes, God disposes. Growing taller was something that couldn't be forced.
Perhaps because he was in a good mood, He Yan had a dream when he went back to sleep after secretly practicing as usual.
In the dream, she was standing on the high platform of the martial arts arena. Everyone around her was calling her "Boss". Cheng Lisu ran over and said to her with a smile, "Brother He, you've entered the Nine Flags Battalion!"
"Really?" She was very happy. Then, she heard a voice, "He Rufei?"
She turned around and saw Xiao Jue. He stared at her coldly and said sarcastically, "Are you He Yan or He Rufei?"
He Rufei. When she heard this name, she suddenly woke up from her dream. She sat up and touched her head. She was already sweating profusely.
The sky was bright outside. Hong Shan opened the window and saw her wiping her sweat. He said casually, "It's been so hot these days. I think it's going to rain soon. After a few rounds of rain, the weather will turn cold. Damn it, I don't want to spend the summer in the Liang Zhou Guards anymore. I've lost a layer of skin from the heat. "
He Yan smiled, but he was still a little uneasy. Seeing this, Xiao Mai asked curiously, "A He Ge doesn't look well. Is he suffering from the heat? Would you like some tea leaves? "
"No, it's just hot." He Yan got out of bed and put on his shoes. "I'll be fine after I sweat it out."
After the morning run, he went to the training field to practice martial arts. Today, he was going to practice his saber techniques. As he practiced, a group of people walked over and stopped in front of He Yan.
He Yan put down the knife in his hand.
"Do you mean what you said yesterday?" The leader asked in a deep voice.
This was a bald man with dragon eyebrows, leopard neck, and iron bones. He wore a string of Buddhist beads around his neck. The Buddhist beads shone with a dark light, and each bead was the size of a finger. His hands were holding a large saber with a golden back. He was a lot older than He Yan, he must have passed the age of forty, perhaps he had already reached the Mandate of Heaven. However, he didn't look the slightest bit relaxed or tired. He was like a taut bear.
"My name is Huang Xiong," the bald man said in a muffled voice. "I want to compare notes on saber techniques with you."
The surrounding recruits who were eavesdropping on their conversation suddenly became excited.
"Ah, there's someone, there's someone. So soon, there's someone. I told you, there are tens of thousands of heroes in the Liangzhou Guards. How could we not find someone to teach this kid a lesson!"
"Yes, yes, yes. Destroy his prestige and avenge our biscuit!"
"I think He Yan won't be able to maintain his prestige this time. Look at the saber in Huang Xiong's hand. It's not an ordinary weapon! I'm afraid he used to be a ranger. "
He Yan also noticed the saber in Huang Xiong's hand. The body of the saber was red, the back of the saber was extremely thick, the blade was sharp, and the tip was flat and slightly curved. This kind of saber was very heavy. An ordinary person would find it difficult to wield it. However, it was perfect for a hero like Huang Xiong to wield.
"You have a good saber," He Yan praised.
Hearing this, Huang Xiong's gaze softened slightly. He said, "It's an old friend of mine for thirty years."
He Yan was speechless. He couldn't help but think of his own Qinglang Sword. She was now a new recruit and came out in a hurry. She wasn't like Huang Xiong who brought his saber to Liangzhou. She wasn't used to not having a suitable weapon.
At this time, she was very envious of Huang Xiong.
Huang Xiong saw that He Yan didn't respond. He frowned and said, "Didn't you say yesterday that you wouldn't refuse anyone? Are you not going to accept the challenge now? "
He Yan was surprised for a moment. He smiled and said, "No, I'm a man of my words. I can do it now."
Under everyone's gaze, she calmly walked up to the high platform of the training field.
Below the platform, Liang Ping looked at He Yan's movements with a numb expression.
Du Mao leaned against a tree and said gloatingly, "He Yan, your subordinate, really knows how to stir up trouble."
Liang Ping wanted to go up and slap He Yan. If Du Mao hadn't been so meddlesome yesterday and suggested that Jiang Jiao and He Yan fight, He Yan wouldn't have gone to the training field. He wouldn't have said such nonsense like setting up the arena. Today's events wouldn't have happened.
Now that even Chief Instructor Shen had tacitly agreed to it, Liang Ping couldn't stop it. He could only pray silently in his heart that He Yan would be blessed by good luck today and that he would be able to pass the day peacefully.
Cheng Lisu stayed in Xiao Jue's room. He was bored to death and was scribbling on the small table. His uncle was reading a book sent from Beijing. He didn't know what it was, but he didn't stop reading it the whole morning.
Cheng Lisu felt a little bored. He was thinking about whether he should go out and look at the training field to find some entertainment for himself. Someone knocked on the door. Xiao Jue said, "Come in."
It was Shen Han who came in.
Shen Han walked to Xiao Jue's side and whispered a few words to Xiao Jue. Cheng Lisu moved his chair to the other side and tried his best to listen. He heard a few words.
"He Yan … Huang Xiong … sword duel … training field."
For the first time, Cheng Lisu's brain, which had always been slow, came into use. He thought for a moment and understood what was going on. Someone wanted to compete with He Yan in the saber, and that person was in the martial arts arena right now. He suddenly became excited. His brother was indeed worthy of his title. Yesterday, he said that someone would come to challenge him today. He wanted to go and see now!
Cheng Lisu secretly put down the pen and paper in his hand. While Xiao Jue's back was facing him, he gave Shen Han a look and tiptoed out of the room.
When he reached the door, Xiao Jue said lightly, "Cheng Lisu."
Cheng Lisu was speechless.
He answered with a sullen face. He felt strange in his heart. His uncle didn't have more eyes than others, so why was he always caught every time he wanted to do something?
Cheng Lisu jogged to Xiao Jue and said shyly, "Uncle, I'm just going to take a look. My brother is having a sword duel with someone. How can I not go? I have to be loyal. I'll come back to practice my calligraphy after I'm done. I promise I won't be late! "
Xiao Jue looked up at him. "Did I say you can't go?"
"Huh?" Cheng Lisu suddenly smiled. "Why didn't you say so earlier? I'll go then! "He turned around and was about to run away. Xiao Jue said," Wait. "
Cheng Lisu looked at him suspiciously.
Cheng Lisu stood up and walked out with Shen Han. "I'll go too."
Cheng Lisu was stunned.
"Isn't your brother going to enter the Nine Flags Battalion?" The young man smiled. "I also want to see how he plans to enter the Nine Flags Battalion."
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