In front of the weapons rack beside the high platform of the martial arts arena, He Yan was thinking seriously.

She had not used knives very often in the past, and it was really inconvenient. Most of the knives on the weapon rack were scimitars and large ring knives, which were not very convenient for her. She thought about it again and again, and reached out to pick up a small knife at the bottom.

The new recruits who were watching her movements were all stunned when they saw this.

Some who didn't understand simply asked: "Why is this knife so small? It's not even as long as a person's arm."

Jiang Jiao was well-informed, and when he saw this, he said, "This is a Yaoyao knife, not just one, but a pair."

The Yaoyao knife is indeed not big, only as long as a person's forearm. The two knives are sealed in the same scabbard and can be hidden in a sleeve or boot. The blade is wide and thick, and the edge is only a few inches in front of the tip, which is convenient for backhand knife and blocking.

He Yan slowly pulled the knives out of the scabbards. One was slightly longer, and the other was slightly shorter. It seemed that very few people usually used the Yaoyao knives, so the knives were surprisingly quite new.

Not bad, she praised in her heart, played with it in her hands, and thought it was okay.

Wang Ba also came down to the stage and saw the Yaoyao Knife in He Yan's hand. He was stunned for a moment and asked, "He actually uses the Yaoyao Knife?"

Huang Xiong on the stage was also confused. He saw He Yan picking and choosing. After picking this knife, he looked at He Yan with a different look and asked, "Double knives?"

He Yan nodded: "Double swords."

"I didn't expect that you, at such a young age, can even wield two swords?" Huang Xiong said, "You really are a master of everything!"

He Yan replied modestly, "It's all due to the pressure of life."

The people below felt uncomfortable. Du Mao reached out and touched Liang Ping, "What does this He Yan do at home? Is he able to master all kinds of martial arts due to the pressure of life? Was he kidnapped by a kidnapper when he was young and forced to perform on the street?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Liang Ping said unhappily. He can even use the Duckling Knife. Who among the decent people would use the Duckling Knife? The Duckling Knife is mostly used by outlaws!

Who on earth is this person!

Without saying anything more, Huang Xiong slowly drew out the long sword from its sheath and nodded slightly to He Yan, "Please teach me, brother He."

He Yan thought, how come he is called "brother"? Even if she was 19 years old in her previous life, she should have called Huang Xiong "uncle". Now Cheng Lisu calls her "big brother". If she follows Cheng Lisu, she should call Xiao Jue "uncle". But now she calls Xiao Jue "uncle" but Huang Xiong "big brother"?

Huang Xiong is old enough to be Xiao Jue’s father!

As she was thinking this, Xiao Mai from the audience shouted in surprise, "Brother He, be careful," but saw Huang Xiong rushing over with a knife.

The big man wielded the golden-backed broadsword with great vigor. He held the tip of the sword diagonally to the left, slightly moved his right foot, turned around, and slashed towards He Yan.

He Yan was startled, and ducked to avoid the attack. He then used the back of his knife to deflect the opponent's knife tip. With the iris knife in front and the dagger behind, he also moved closer to Huang Xiong.

Huang Xiong was quite strong, and with a single powerful swing, he knocked He Yan's knife away. He Yan had already aimed his knife at him and threw it out, but Huang Xiong turned his head to avoid it. He Yan then turned over and raised his head to catch the knife that he had just thrown out. The two of them stepped back and stood in a stalemate, staring at each other.

Huang Xiong is not Jiang Jiao. Jiang Jiao is still young. Huang Xiong's sword has been with him for thirty years. The man and the sword have already formed a perfect tacit understanding. He Yan has experienced it during the fight. This man's skills are better than hers.

We must make a quick decision, otherwise we will be embarrassed, He Yan thought to himself.

Huang Xiong's heart was also in turmoil. Over the years, he had fought with hundreds of people, some good and some bad. But how old was this boy? He just threw and caught the knife with one hand, and it was done smoothly and in one go. How did he do it? He started using a knife at the age of three?

He Yan thought, Huang Xiong is a big man, his sword skills are fierce but clumsy, he loses because he is not flexible enough. So it seems that my choice of Yaoyao sword is just right, so I can break through by "speed".

Her eyes moved slightly, and she shouted, "Go on!" and walked forward.

Huang Xiong held the knife in his right hand, took a diagonal step to the left, and stabbed He Yan with the knife straight forward.

He Yan thrust her sword forward and fought with him. Although she looked small, she was quite strong. The two swords were glued together, but He Yan still had one sword. She twisted the other sword into a flower shape, bent her elbow, raised the back of the sword, and swung it over her head, stabbing at Huang Xiong.

Huang Xiong was unable to dodge and a corner of his clothes was cut off. There was a burst of screams from the audience in the martial arts arena.

From this moment on, everyone noticed that He Yan's movements started to become faster.

Her footwork was extremely agile. One of her knives was entangled with Huang Xiong's golden-backed broadsword, while the other was like a snake waiting for an opportunity to move. Although Huang Xiong was not stabbed by her, he could no longer gain an advantage. The single knife was fierce, and the double knives were agile. She used softness to overcome hardness and the weak to defeat the strong.

"You just asked me to teach you something, and I remembered that we have a rhyme formula for double swords," she even had time to speak, "I'll read it to you."

Huang Xiong was stunned, and she took advantage of the opportunity to throw the sharp knife at him again.

"In June, the north wind gave birth to two arms, and they seemed to be able to use both arms equally." She held a long sword in each hand, and her posture was majestic.

"In front of me, two arms are entangled, and later I get a solitary sword in Yuyang." The dancing of long swords makes it difficult to see the young man's expression, and only his smiling voice can be heard.

"He moves alone as swiftly as lightning, and just by passing the beat he has already entered the door." Each step is close, yet there is no chaos at all.

"I realized that the knife was not enough, so I used both hands together." The knife swept towards Huang Xiong's neck, but Huang Xiong narrowly avoided it.

"Now I use the sword technique with my right blade, and when I get the right position, I use my left blade." She used the left and right blades skillfully and freely. She felt that the blade was her hand, and her hand was like a blade.

On the martial arts field, she recited and danced at the same time. Her voice was neither fast nor slow, but her movements were as fast as lightning.

The clanging sounds of the knives colliding made people's hearts tighten.

This was the scene that Cheng Lisu and his companions saw when they came over.

"Uncle, see, I told you, my elder brother will win!" he shouted excitedly.

This call attracted the attention of the people around. Someone recognized Xiao Jue and immediately shouted excitedly: "It's the commander-in-chief, Commander-in-chief Xiao, General Feng Yun is here to practice martial arts!"

General Feng Yun?

As soon as they said this, the new recruits' attention was immediately attracted to Xiao Jue. The noise spread to the martial arts arena, and He Yan's ears moved. Xiao Jue?

She looked sideways and saw that it was Xiao Jue standing next to Shen Han and Cheng Lisu not far from the martial arts stage.

The young man was wearing a dark blue flowered gown with cranes, and he was well-groomed, with beautiful features. He looked completely different from the other recruits filling the martial arts arena. His appearance was rough and crude, while his appearance was like the moon and breeze. They were too far away, so He Yan couldn't see his expression clearly. He thought he looked like a calm and indifferent flower from the high mountains.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jue came to watch her competition in person. Does this mean that her performance yesterday, setting up a competition ring on the spot, has finally reached the right people. Has Xiao Jue noticed that she is such an extraordinary talent?

"Brother, be careful!" While she was thinking, she heard Cheng Lisu's cry of surprise. She looked up and saw the golden-backed broadsword was already in front of her.