Ten days passed in a flash.

The entire Liangzhou Guard was looking forward to this lively and noisy gambling game. Most people bet on Wang Ba to win, while a small number of people stood on He Yan's side. Occasionally, when passing by, you could hear people who supported He Yan arguing with people on the other side: "What's wrong with He Yan? He did it even though he knew it was impossible. He is really a real man!"

He Yan accidentally heard: "..."

But no matter what they say, betting is the best way to see people's hearts and minds. There are only three dry cakes in total for betting on He Yan's victory, one for Xiaomai, Shitou and Hongshan.

In addition, to He Yan's surprise, an unknown person actually bet ten pieces of beef jerky on He Yan.

"Who is so generous?" Xiao Mai pondered, "He bet so many treasures on Brother He, he must be very rich."

"Not only is he wealthy, he also has good vision." He Yan thought, finally there was a smart person in the barracks.

Hong Shan glanced at He Yan and said, "It's a pity that his brain is broken."

"Brother Shan, you can't say that. This person must really admire Brother He, so he secretly supports Brother He. If I had so much meat, I would also bet on Brother He."

"Okay, small gambling can make you happy, but big gambling can hurt your body, don't take it so seriously." He Yan took a sip of the water in the kettle and stood up. "We'll be going to the martial arts arena soon, so get up and stretch your muscles first."

Shitou asked her, "Can you really do it?" His eyes were full of doubt.

"I told you, I'm always lucky." He Yan smiled.

When they arrived at the martial arts arena, they found that many people had already gathered around Coach Liang. When they saw He Yan coming, someone shouted, "He Yan is here!" Immediately, a large group of people rushed over.

"Where is it? Where is it?"

"He actually didn't run away, he really came!"

"Come on, are you guys ready for the cookies?"

He Yan: “…”

This kind of treatment, like being surrounded by stars, is really not something one is used to. Coach Liang watched coldly. Originally, it was strictly forbidden to do such private gambling in the barracks, but because they used dry biscuits and the situation was like this, the head coach did not intend to stop it, so Liang Ping did not say much. Besides, he himself was also excited and wanted to follow and see what the result would be.

After all, everyone has a gambling nature.

He Yan just walked over and saw a young man in licorice yellow clothes standing next to Liang Ping. The young man had red lips and white teeth, and was full of energy. He looked very familiar. He Yan felt that he had seen him somewhere before, so he looked at him.

When the young man saw her looking at him, he smiled widely, walked over and said enthusiastically: "So you are the He Yan!"

Did he come here just to see her? But judging by the way the young man was dressed, he didn't look like a new soldier in the barracks, nor did he look like a coach. He looked just like the son of a noble family in the capital.

"I've heard about you a long time ago, and I admire you very much! I want to become your sworn brother, and we'll be brothers in the future, how about it?" he said.

He Yan was bewildered. This person came up and asked to become sworn brothers right away, and she didn't even know his name or surname.

At this time, Coach Liang stepped forward and said to the young man in yellow with a smile: "Master Cheng, the commander-in-chief wants you to stay away from the crossbow arrows."

Xiao Jue? He Yan suddenly remembered where she had seen this young man before. She and He Yunsheng were in the training ground, secretly teaching Master Zhao a lesson, which made Master Zhao angry with his beloved horse. He wanted to kill the horse in the street, but was stopped by Xiao Jue. The young master who was traveling with Xiao Jue at that time was this delicate and beautiful young man.

Hey, he actually followed Xiao Jue to Liangzhou Wei?

"Uncle is just too worried. What does it matter? The arrow won't hit me." The boy muttered a few words and stepped back obediently.

Uncle? He Yan was even more surprised. This boy was Xiao Jue's nephew? But the Xiao family only had two sons and no other daughters. What kind of relationship was this?

Before He Yan could think clearly, he heard a familiar voice, "You're here!"

It is Wang Ba.

He was fully prepared today. He had taken off his red formal coat and was only wearing a red jacket with bare chest and a long red belt tied on his forehead, as if he was going to a fight in the ring.

His voice was also very loud. I heard that the brothers in the tent gave him all the food last night, hoping that he would exert his full energy today.

He walked to the side of the crossbow, stood with He Yan, and looked at He Yan provocatively, "The ten days have come, and now is the time for you to fulfill your promise."

"I remember, you don't have to speak so loudly." He Yan picked his ears, "You go first."

Wang Ba snorted and chuckled, then moved closer to He Yan and whispered, "Is it too late for you to beg for mercy now?"

"That's exactly what I wanted to say to you." He Yan replied calmly.

"I think you're looking for death!" Wang Ba sneered, took a big step forward, and said, "He Yan doesn't dare to go first, so I'll go first!"

There was a sudden discussion around them, He Yan shrugged and stood aside. Hong Shan asked him in a low voice: "Ah He, are you nervous?"

"I'm not nervous." He Yan was a little helpless and patted Hong Shan who looked nervous, "So you don't need to be nervous."

"I'm afraid he'll do too well..."

In fact, Wang Ba performed very well every day, not "too well" at all. He took a step forward, set up the crossbow, and held the arrow with his fingers. Because of the bet with He Yan, Wang Ba practiced archery more diligently every day. He Yan could feel that his strength had improved compared to ten days ago, and his archery was calmer than before.

The arrow was aimed at the straw target. At this time, the sun was covered by clouds, casting a brief coolness. Wang Ba took a deep breath and suddenly loosened his fingers.

Everyone looked and saw that the arrow hit the bull's eye steadily, bringing the target down.

Very stable, with the same results as those of these kings who practice archery every day. It is not easy to maintain such archery skills.

Liang Ping's eyes flashed with satisfaction. No matter what the result today was, Wang Ba was an excellent seedling. Such a person would be valued even by other coaches.

Wang Ba clapped his hands, put the crossbow back, walked to He Yan, showed a smug smile, and asked: "How about it, it's your turn now?"

He Yan smiled without saying anything and turned to move forward.

"Here it comes!" Cheng Lisu stretched his neck excitedly and whispered to himself, "Brother He Yan, I threw ten pieces of dried meat on you. Although it's not a big deal, it's my sincere love for you. Please don't let me down!"

He Yan didn't know that she still had to carry Cheng Lisu's ten pieces of dried meat. From the moment she walked to the crossbow, the surrounding discussions stopped and all eyes were on her.

Is this guy just talking nonsense? Or does he have some special skills?

However, there are very few things in the world that can be called miracles. Except for a small number of people who hope for miracles, most people are just here to watch the joke.

He Yan picked up the bow and arrow.