There were still eight months left until the three - year deadline. In Zhao Yuxuan's heart, he was full of confusion and uncertainty about whether he could win the title of "Black Hawk Warrior". Soon, he silently gave himself a negative answer in his heart.
It was an ordinary night. The aroma of food filled Li Ruize's house, and the family was sitting around the table, getting ready to have dinner. However, Zhao Yuxuan took his bowl and silently walked to the steps to sit down and eat. During this period, the people who came to complain at Li's house were like the wild grass in the spring fields, one batch after another, and there were more and more of them. Lin Yaxuan's look at Zhao Yuxuan also became increasingly unfriendly. Her eyes seemed to hide little knives, as if she wanted to drive him away whenever she got the chance. As for Zhao Yuxuan, he didn't want to cause this trouble either, so he always tried his best to avoid Lin Yaxuan when at home.
He was eating his meal absent - mindedly when suddenly, a knock on the door broke the tranquility of the night. Based on his experience during this period, Zhao Yuxuan thought that most likely someone had come to complain again. He gently put down his bowl, slowly stood up, and walked slowly towards the door.
The moment the door opened, he couldn't help but be stunned. He saw a group of people standing outside the door. The person standing in the front was someone Zhao Yuxuan knew. It was Zhao Qiang, an outstanding young man from the Miao ethnic group. His singing was as melodious as the lark in the forest, his dancing was as graceful as the willow branches in the wind, his boxing was vigorous, and his horse - riding was also heroic. Beside Zhao Qiang stood an old man from the Miao ethnic group, who was about fifty or sixty years old. The old man looked energetic and radiant, and his whole body exuded an extraordinary air.
When Zhao Qiang saw Zhao Yuxuan, he was also slightly stunned for a moment, and his eyes flickered like the candlelight in the wind. But soon, he walked forward with a beaming face and gave Zhao Yuxuan a big hug, saying, "Brother Zhao, I heard from Witch Li Yuexuan that you had gone out on business. I didn't expect you to be back already. This is really great. Ha - ha, really great."
While speaking, he pointed at Zhao Yuxuan and turned his head to introduce to the old man beside him, "Father, this is Zhao Yuxuan. He is the proud disciple of Witch Li Yuexuan and also Junior Brother of Miss Liu Junhui."
This old man was naturally Zhao Qiang's father, Chief Li Qiyang of Lingyin Valley. Lingyin Valley was very far from Tianwang Fort, and Zhao Yuxuan had never been to that place.
When Chief Li Qiyang heard the name Zhao Yuxuan, his brows involuntarily wrinkled, but he didn't say anything. Seeing this, Zhao Yuxuan immediately guessed in his heart that this chief had probably heard about him already.
Just then, the voice of Grandma Li Yuexuan came from the hall, "Zhao Yuxuan, who is it?"
Zhao Yuxuan quickly turned around and replied loudly, "Master, it is Chief Li Qiyang of Lingyin Valley and his son Zhao Qiang."
There was a moment of silence in the room, and then Grandma Li Yuexuan said, "Invite them in."
Hearing this, Zhao Yuxuan welcomed Chief Li Qiyang and Zhao Qiang into the courtyard. At this time, he noticed that there were five strong Miao men following behind them. Each man was carrying a basket of things, and those things were tied with bright red cloth. Zhao Yuxuan knew very well that this was the betrothal gift for proposing marriage.
Grandma Li Yuexuan walked out of the house and looked at them, saying, "Chief Li Qiyang, why are you here again?"
Chief Li Qiyang immediately bowed respectfully to Grandma Li Yuexuan and said sincerely, "Respected Witch Li Yuexuan, I know this is very presumptuous. This is already the third time I've come to bother you. But my son Zhao Qiang, he can't forget your granddaughter Miss Liu Junhui. He just came back from a competition outside and urgently begged me to come and propose marriage again. I really couldn't resist him, so I had to come here cheekily."
Grandma Li Yuexuan shook her head and said, "Chief Li Qiyang, didn't I tell you before? My Liu Junhui is not ready for marriage yet. Don't mention this matter again."
Zhao Qiang immediately became anxious when he heard this and quickly said, "Grandma Li Yuexuan, Miss Liu Junhui is already twenty - one years old. Look, not to mention our Miao people, even for the Han people, this age has reached the legal age of marriage. Grandma Li Yuexuan, are you dissatisfied with me in some way? If you have any ideas, just tell me, and I'm willing to change everything about myself for Miss Liu Junhui."
Grandma Li Yuexuan looked at him and said gently, "Zhao Qiang, there's nothing wrong with you, and you don't need to change yourself for Liu Junhui. Don't mention this matter again. Come in and have dinner first, and then take these gifts and go back."
After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the kitchen to prepare the meal. There were a lot of pickled fish and meat at home. These were all thank - you gifts sent by the people in the village when Grandma Li Yuexuan treated the sick and invited the gods on weekdays. These pickled fish and meat could be cooked and eaten, which was very convenient.
Chief Li Qiyang seemed to have expected such a result long ago. He sighed helplessly, reached out and pulled his dejected son into the house. After entering, he called the several people who came with them to meet Li Ruize. Li Ruize didn't like to deal with these people very much, so he just waved his hand casually, indicating that they should all sit down. And Lin Yaxuan silently left the table and walked to Grandma's side to help.
Zhao Yuxuan secretly observed Lin Yaxuan's expression. He saw a shy look on her face, but it was hard to tell whether she was happy or not. Zhao Yuxuan really couldn't figure out what was on her mind.
Before long, Grandma Li Yuexuan and Lin Yaxuan brought several dishes to the table and asked Zhao Yuxuan to open a jar of corn wine to drink with Chief Li Qiyang and the others.
You should know that usually Li Ruize didn't drink at all, and Zhao Yuxuan's drinking capacity was not good either, but at this time, he could only bite the bullet. But how could he be a match for Chief Li Qiyang and Zhao Qiang? In no time, Zhao Yuxuan's face was flushed red, like a ripe red apple.
Grandma Li Yuexuan didn't seem to want to see Zhao Yuxuan drunk, so she asked, "Zhao Qiang, what competition did you participate in this time? Did you win an award?"
When Zhao Qiang heard this, a proud look immediately appeared on his face, and he said, "I participated in a provincial - level fighting competition and won the championship. In another month, I will participate in the national finals."
Grandma Li Yuexuan nodded with satisfaction when she heard this and said, "Very good, Zhao Qiang. You are really an eagle of our Miao ethnic group."
Speaking of this, she looked at Zhao Yuxuan again and then said to Zhao Qiang, "Zhao Qiang, you also know my disciple, right? He is very disappointing and hasn't learned much from me. However, he has recently become interested in martial arts and has also learned some Miao martial arts. Why don't you two have a sparring match so that I can see how well he has learned?"
When Zhao Qiang heard this, he looked at Zhao Yuxuan with a hint of contempt in his eyes, then smiled faintly and said, "Well, since Witch Li Yuexuan wants to see it, then I'll make a fool of myself. Brother Zhao, please give me more advice. I'm just afraid that I might accidentally hurt him if I lose control for a moment."
Grandma Li Yuexuan shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter. It's good to teach him a lesson so that he won't think he has learned a few martial arts moves and become overconfident."
At this time, Zhao Yuxuan also understood that Grandma Li Yuexuan wanted to test the results of what he had learned in the past two years or so. He had recently fought against some Miao youths who had learned martial arts using mobile phone boxing techniques and hadn't met an opponent yet. Now, facing a real master, an impulse to have a try surged in his heart. He quickly stood up, made a bow towards Zhao Qiang, and said, "Brother Zhao Qiang, please be merciful."
While talking, the two walked out of the hall and stood facing each other in the yard. Zhao Qiang was a person who had seen the world, and he didn't take Zhao Yuxuan seriously at all. He just said casually, "Brother Zhao, let's just have some fun. You attack first."