On this day, He Yan once again became the center of attention.

On the way back, He Yan met Wang Ba who was hiding in the crowd. He came to watch He Yan and Jiang Jiao’s shooting contest and wanted to leave after watching. Unfortunately, He Yan saw him and greeted him from a distance: “Brother Wang!”

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wang Ba's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and called out "Boss", his voice as soft as a mosquito. He Yan looked at him with a smile, and he turned around and walked away, as if someone was following him from behind.

"Brother Ahe, you are really amazing." Xiao Mai said enviously.

"There will be more and more such things in the future, you have to get used to it." He Yan stood on tiptoe and rubbed Xiao Mai's head. Seeing this, Hong Shan chuckled, "You still think you are the boss, you should grow taller first."

He Yan shrugged his shoulders. Man proposes, God disposes. Growth cannot be forced.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood today, He Yan had a dream for the first time when he went to bed after practicing late at night as usual.

In her dream, she was standing on a high platform in the martial arts arena, and everyone around her was calling her "Big Boss". Cheng Lisu ran over and said to her with a smile, "Brother He, you've joined the Nine Banners Camp!"

"Really?" She was also very happy, only to hear a voice coming, "He Rufei?"

She turned around and saw that it was 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, sat up and touched her head, which was already covered in sweat.

It was bright outside, and Hong Shan was pushing open the window. Seeing her wiping her sweat, he said casually, "It's been terribly hot these past few days. I think it's going to rain soon. After a few rains, the weather will get cooler. Damn it, I don't want to spend the summer in Liangzhou anymore. I've lost a lot of weight because of the heat."

He Yan smiled, but he was still a little uneasy. Seeing this, Xiao Mai asked curiously, "Brother He, you don't look good. Did you catch a cold? Have some leaf tea?"

"No need, it's just hot." He Yan got out of bed and put on his shoes, "Just go out for a run and sweat it out."

After the early morning jogging, they went to the martial arts arena to practice martial arts. Today they practiced swordplay. As they were practicing, they saw a group of people walking over and stopped in front of He Yan.

He Yan put down the knife in his hand.

"Does what you said yesterday count?" 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, which shone with a warm dark light, and each bead was as big as a finger. He held a golden-backed broadsword in both hands. He was much older than He Yan, and must have passed the age of forty, or perhaps reached the age of 50. However, he did not look relaxed or tired at all, like a taut bear.

"My name is Huang Xiong," the bald man said in a muffled voice, "I want to learn swordsmanship from you."

The recruits who were eavesdropping on their conversation suddenly became excited.

"Ah, someone's here, someone's here, someone's here so quickly, I was wondering, there are tens of thousands of good men in Liangzhou, how could we not pick one to teach this kid a lesson!"

"Yes, yes, yes, destroy his prestige and avenge our cookies!"

"I feel like He Yan can't be so impressive this time. Look at the knife in Huang Xiong's hand. It's not an ordinary one! I'm afraid he was a knight-errant in the past."

He Yan also noticed the knife in Huang Xiong's hand. The blade was red, the back of the blade was very thick, the blade was sharp, and the tip of the blade was flat and slightly curved. This kind of knife was very heavy, and ordinary people would find it difficult to swing it, but for a good man like Huang Xiong, it was just the right amount of majestic.

"You have a good knife." He Yan praised.

Huang Xiong's eyes softened slightly when he heard this. He said, "It has been my old friend for thirty years."

He Yan was shocked and couldn't help but think of her Qinglang Sword. She was a new soldier again and she was in a hurry when she came out, unlike Huang Xiong who brought his sword to Liangzhou. She was not used to not having a suitable weapon.

At this time, she was very jealous of Huang Xiong.

Huang Xiong saw that He Yan was slow to respond, and frowned, "Didn't you say yesterday that you would accept anyone who comes? Don't you want to accept the challenge now?"

He Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No, I always keep my word, and I can do it now."

Facing everyone's gaze, she calmly walked onto the high platform of the martial arts arena.

Offstage, Liang Ping watched He Yan's actions with a numb expression.

Du Mao leaned against the tree and said gloatingly, "This He Yan under your command is really good at stirring up trouble."

Liang Ping wanted to slap him twice. If Du Mao hadn't been nosy yesterday and suggested that Jiang Jiao and He Yan have a match, He Yan would never have gone to the martial arts arena, and would never have said such nonsense as setting up a ring. How could this happen today?

Now that even head coach Shen had acquiesced, Liang Ping could not stop it. He could only pray in his heart that He Yan would also be blessed with good luck today and spend the day safely.

…

Cheng Lisu stayed in Xiao Jue's room, scribbling on the small table out of boredom. His uncle was reading a book sent from the capital, and he didn't know what it was, but he had been reading it all morning.

Cheng Lisu felt a little bored. He was thinking about whether he should go out to see the other side of the martial arts arena to have some fun. Someone knocked on the door, and Xiao Jue said, "Come in."

The person who came in was Shen Han.

Shen Han walked to Xiao Jue and whispered a few words to him. Cheng Lisu moved his chair to the other side and stretched his ears to hear a few words.

"He Yan...Huang Xiong...sword fight...martial arts arena."

Cheng Lisu's brain, which had never worked well before, showed its pleasing intelligence for the first time. After a moment's thought, he knew what was going on. Someone wanted to compete with He Yan with swords, and now they were at the martial arts arena. He was suddenly excited. He was indeed his elder brother. Yesterday he said that someone would come to challenge him today. He wanted to go and see it now!

Cheng Lisu secretly put down the paper and pen in his hand, and while Xiao Jue had his back turned to him, he winked at Shen Han and tiptoed out of the room.

Just as they reached the door, Xiao Jue said calmly, "Cheng Lisu."

Cheng Lisu: “…”

He responded with a gloomy face, feeling puzzled in his heart. His uncle wasn't any more observant than other people, so why was he always caught whenever he tried to do something?

Cheng Lisu ran to Xiao Jue and said shyly, "Uncle, I'll just go and take a look. My elder brother is competing with others with swords. How can I not watch? People should be loyal. I will come back to practice calligraphy after watching it. I promise not to delay it!"

Xiao Jue raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Did I ever tell you not to go?"

"Hey?" Cheng Lisu smiled brightly, "Let me go, why didn't you say so earlier! Then I'll go!" He turned around and was about to run, Xiao Jue said, "Wait."

Cheng Lisu looked at him suspiciously.

The latter stood up and walked out with Shen Han, "I'll go too."

Cheng Lisu was dumbfounded.

"Isn't your eldest brother going to join the Nine Flags Camp?" The young man raised his lips slightly, "I also want to see how he plans to join the Nine Flags Camp."