Chapter Fourteen: Becoming an Apprentice

  Geng Yan threw a set of training clothes into Meng Er's hands, and Meng Er came back to her senses, hugging the clothes and quickly changing into them in the locker room. When she came out, she saw that Geng Yan was already on the court, while the other three men were sitting in their chairs with different postures.

  "What about the sword?" Meng'er asked as she saw Geng Ye standing there with empty hands.

  "You've never heard the saying 'you can't get fat from eating just one bite'? Besides, Brother Jun said so, he doesn't allow you to touch the sword, only practice the routine!

  Don't be too proud of yourself, it's not like you're some kind of great master. You're just a novice who's barely started learning.

  You think you can defeat me? I'll have you know that I'm a master of the 'Six Harmonies' fist style, and my skills are unmatched!

  Don't try to be a hero, it won't do you any good. Just admit defeat and leave.

  If you insist on fighting, then let's see who comes out on top! But don't say I didn't warn you...

  You're just a foolish little boy who doesn't know the ways of the world. You think you can take on someone like me?

  I'll give you one last chance to back down. If you don't, then don't blame me for what happens next!

  Don't try to use your fancy words and tricks on me, I'm not some kind of fool who can be easily deceived.

  You think you're so smart, but in reality, you're just a foolish little boy who doesn't know the first thing about martial arts.

  I'll have you know that I'm a master of the 'Six Harmonies' fist style, and my skills are unmatched!

  Don't try to be a hero, it won't do you any good. Just admit defeat and leave."

  "What can be tolerated and what cannot be tolerated!" Meng'er continued in a low voice: "My learning of swordsmanship and my liking for Qing Tianyou are two different things, why do you put them together and mention them in the same breath?"

  Geng Yan, who had been circling around Meng Er, almost stumbled upon hearing her words. He had already walked to the back of her, but he moved forward again, bent down and looked at her with a level gaze, seeing the sparks hidden in Meng Er's eyes.

  "Aren't you the one who likes to drag things out? How come you're getting impatient after just a little while? Learning swordsmanship and liking Yu Ge aren't the same thing, are they? Weren't you only asking to learn because you knew Yu Ge was good at it and wanted to find common ground? What a hypocrite!"

  "Brother, I want to change coaches!" Meng'er withdrew her actions and gave a glance that said 'Do you think I must have you as my coach?' Kang Yan threw back a glance at her saying 'Try it then!'

  "Why? Isn't Xiaoyan teaching well?" Meng'er's words successfully called over several men with different postures.

  "I don't think he's qualified to be my coach!" Only those who are incompetent will keep talking about things that have nothing to do with the topic.

  "Am I not qualified?" Gang Yan pointed at himself in disbelief. "I'm not even willing to teach you, humph!"

  "Meng Er, although Xiao Yan is about your age, you need to have some boundaries when joking around! Xiao Yan is one of the top experts in the realm, and with this attitude of yours, I think you're not worthy of learning from him."

  "Never learned art before learning courtesy, never practiced martial arts before practicing virtue." Brother, Meng'er knows now!" Meng'er obediently lowered her head to admit her mistake, but the disobedient expression on her face still didn't fade away!

  "Xiao Yan, let's have a match! If you lose, you'll continue to teach Meng'er." Meng'er looked at Jing Tianyou, who had somehow changed into new clothes, with some surprise: his tall stature, cold and stern face, and the noble aura that emanated from him. The young master of Sheng Yue didn't have the heroic air about him, while the heroes of Jianghu didn't have his noble bearing. "Meng'er, you should also listen carefully to Xiao Yan's words, if you want to learn, be serious about it."

  "Ah ha, it's been a long time since I've seen Aoyu draw her sword!" Han Ye said. After finishing speaking, Geng Yan followed Jing Tianyu to salute with their swords, then quickly put on their masks. The whistle sounded, and the match began.

  "There are many styles of swordsmanship, and the names are numerous. It's up to you what you want to learn. Even those with exceptional talent need to practice for a year or two, so your main goal is just to exercise your body and have some fun. Don't take it as a competitive sport." Canghai Jun said this while watching the two people on the field, muttering to Meng'er. Meng'er's eyes were fixed tightly on the two people on the field, responding casually to Canghai Jun's words. Seeing that she wasn't paying attention, Canghai Jun stopped talking.

  Qing Tianyou's movements were swift and elegant, while Geng Yan's attack was fierce. Suddenly, Geng Yan's long sword slashed towards Qing Tianyou's left hand, Qing Tianyou raised his right hand to block it, the two swords collided, producing a piercing crashing sound; Geng Yan's sword tip turned, chopping towards his waist, with a loud clang, Qing Tianyou blocked again, their swords intersecting, the sword tips shaking. Geng Yan retreated lightly, and when his sword rose again, its tassel danced in the air, pointing directly at Qing Tianyou's heart. In the blink of an eye, Qing Tianyou dodged the sword tip with a low bow, then straightened up, turned around, and his sword was already pressed against Geng Yan's neck, his movements as smooth as flowing clouds, and in those few seconds, he launched a counterattack from a desperate situation.

  "Good." Meng'er seemed to have forgotten that she had just been dissatisfied with Geng Yan, but this precise technique, this sharp attack, if it were Saint Yue, would be a top-notch assassin. "Master, it's Meng'er who doesn't know the greatness of Mount Tai, I hope you won't blame me!" Meng'er didn't pay attention to Qing Tianyou, who had won this match, and instead looked at Geng Yan with concern.

  "Are you gloating?" Gang Yan looked at Meng Er with a face of impatience, but Meng Er's expression didn't show any disdain for his loss. Instead, he had an admiring and approving look on his face. "Don't look at me like that, it's useless. Besides, I didn't lose, did I? Teaching you is my duty!"

  "Master, please accept a bow from your disciple!" As he spoke, he bent his waist ninety degrees and gave Geng Yan a salute.

  "Hmph! I didn't say I'd take you as my disciple!" With that, Geng Yan bowed to Qing Tianyou in gratitude before walking past Meng Er towards the rest area.

  "People with talent are always a bit eccentric, I understand!" Meng'er said to the back of Geng Yan who was leaving. "Brother, Meng'er is hungry!"

  The surroundings were quiet, and Meng'er looked at her brother and then at Han Ye, who was not moving, feeling a bit strange about the quiet atmosphere. Suddenly, she felt a chill run down her back. She turned around to see Jing Tianyou still standing there, his right hand grasping his sword, his left hand clasping the guard on his chest, wearing all-white attire. If the wind were blowing at that moment, how elegant he would look! That is, if his face were more serene, and the aura about him more refined, rather than the dark and gloomy low-pressure system that was currently emanating from him.

  "Brother, what's this?" Canghai Meng stared at her innocent big eyes, looking at Jing Tianyou and then at Canghai Jun. "Why hasn't he gone to change his clothes yet?" As soon as Meng'er finished speaking, Jing Tianyou walked towards the dressing room with heavy footsteps.

  "Canghai Jun looked at someone walking heavily towards the dressing room and elbowed Han Ye."

  Han Ye's gaze returned from Jing Tianyu's back to Meng'er, who smiled with a mischievous grin: "After one shot, the roles have been swapped, huh?"

  Meng'er saw Han Ye smiling at her like a fox, and she involuntarily took a few steps back. This person, smiling like this, was just like the grey wolf when he saw Xi Yangyang. "Brother, what are you guys talking about?" Meng'er retreated to her brother's side, holding his hand and asking.

  "Nothing much, you haven't changed your clothes yet, change into some proper clothes and I'll take you out for dinner."

  "Okay! Then bother brother to wait for me a moment!" After finishing speaking, she went to the dressing room.

  Han Ye's left hand was around his chest, and his right hand was supporting his chin as he watched Meng Er leave. After a long time of contemplation, he finally said: "The little princess seems to have become much more calm, her temperament also seems to be changing subtly, most importantly, her line of sight is no longer centered on Yu."

  "As long as she's healthy and happy!" Cang Hai Jun said calmly, watching the figure jump away.