In the gym, the students huddled together in small groups, with Yang Boyi giving them some guidance on their training. As a teacher at Hua University High School and the former runner-up in the 70th national combat championship, he was very skilled. Nie Yan, who had lived two lives, might not be inferior to Yang Boyi in terms of combat experience, but his physique was far behind. Whether it was fist strength or leg strength, he and Yang Boyi were not on the same level because he was still in the growing stage. Once his body's functions were fully developed, his strength would definitely surpass Yang Boyi.

Seeing Nie Yan come in, Yang Boyi smiled and nodded at Nie Yan, asking, "Are you interested in sparring with me?"

He wanted to know how far Nie Yan had progressed. He had only heard that Nie Yan had knocked Liu Rui down with one move, but he had not seen it with his own eyes. Testing Nie Yan's skills would give him a rough idea.

When the surrounding students heard that Yang Boyi was personally taking action, they all became excited. Several people in Liu Rui's circle were secretly gloating, thinking that Nie Yan would definitely lose miserably in a fight with Yang Boyi and wondering how many moves he could withstand.

Nie Yan understood that Yang Boyi had no malicious intent. As a teacher, he definitely needed to understand the strength of his students.

"Please guide me, teacher," Nie Yan said, bowing to Yang Boyi.

Yang Boyi nodded slightly. Nie Yan was very polite, so he had a good impression of Nie Yan.

The group walked to the outside of the field. Yang Boyi and Nie Yan faced each other from a distance, and after a salute, they made their starting stances.

Everyone watched from the sidelines. Xie Yao, dressed in a Daoist robe, stood in the middle of the crowd, a trace of surprise flashing in her bright eyes. Nie Yan's firm expression showed that his aura was not inferior to Yang Boyi's. It should be known that Yang Boyi was a former runner-up and was very famous in the entire combat circle.

Nie Yan took a deep breath. Yang Boyi was definitely one of the most powerful people he had ever met.

"Come on, you attack first," Yang Boyi said magnanimously.

"Yes, Teacher Yang," Nie Yan said, suddenly accelerating and rushing towards Yang Boyi.

The two fought together, exchanging blows back and forth in a dazzling display. Nie Yan suddenly launched a side kick, aiming straight at Yang Boyi's neck. Yang Boyi blocked with his arm, and with a loud bang, the powerful forces collided, and both of them took several steps back.

Yang Boyi was slightly surprised. Nie Yan's strength was truly astonishing. He had originally thought that using only fifty percent of his strength would be enough to receive Nie Yan's attack, but he did not expect that Nie Yan would force him to use his full strength to barely suppress Nie Yan.

For a child who was still growing and whose strength had not yet reached its peak, this was already very remarkable. Moreover, Nie Yan's attacks were ruthless, and he already possessed the awareness of a fighter. This made Yang Boyi excited. This was a good seed, and if he was well-trained, winning a combat championship would not be a problem. All Nie Yan lacked was strength.

The surrounding crowd widened their eyes. Nie Yan was actually able to last so long against Yang Boyi. This was too unbelievable. They had originally thought that Nie Yan was only slightly stronger than his peers. Most of them still only understood fighting as fancy moves. Nie Yan had already transcended their current realm and was more than a little stronger than Liu Rui.

Even those in Liu Rui's circle had lost their tempers.

"Ruthless but lacking in imposing manner, and your strength still needs to be strengthened," Yang Boyi said, blocking Nie Yan's downward chop with his left hand, feeling slightly shocked. His arm felt a twinge of soreness. If Nie Yan's kick had landed on an ordinary person's chest, it could have broken their ribs. Of course, this was far from enough for professional combat athletes.

Yang Boyi kicked out, aiming straight at Nie Yan's chest. Nie Yan quickly blocked with both hands, and with a loud bang, Nie Yan flew back five or six steps before stopping.

Nie Yan felt his chest surge with blood. The power of that kick was indeed ferocious, worthy of being the runner-up in the combat championship. He would need at least two years to reach this level. Nie Yan's recent increase in body strength was already considered very fast, but he was still far behind these professional athletes.

"Overall, being able to do what you do is already very good. Let's stop here for today and spar again later," Yang Boyi said appreciatively, turning to look at the group of members. "When I'm not here, Nie Yan will be your coach. You can ask Nie Yan if you don't understand anything."

Yang Boyi had already acknowledged Nie Yan's strength.

"Nie Yan, come here," Yang Boyi called Nie Yan to the side.

Nie Yan followed.

"Are you interested in participating in a combat competition? I can help you register, and it's still easy to get a ranking," Yang Boyi said, a hint of fanaticism flashing in his eyes when he talked about combat competitions.

Nie Yan shook his head and said, "I'm still a student, so I'm afraid I'm not suitable for this kind of event." Nie Yan was very calm. He had no pursuit of such fame or gain.

"You don't want to go?" Yang Boyi was stunned for a moment, thinking that the students at Hua University High School all had some money and power in their families. Who would care about a ranking in a combat competition?

Nie Yan nodded.

Hearing Nie Yan say that he would not participate, Yang Boyi was somewhat dejected.

Seeing that Yang Boyi was a little disappointed, Nie Yan was about to say something to comfort him, after all, Yang Boyi was a pretty good teacher.

Yang Boyi waved his hand and said, "Go back and give the other students more guidance. You can come to me if you don't understand anything."

Nie Yan went back. He would not participate in this kind of competition. He was very excited to get the teaching authority over these students from Yang Boyi. He could justifiably get closer to Xie Yao and abuse his power for personal gain. This feeling was very good.

Seeing that Nie Yan could last so long against Yang Boyi, the students were all convinced. None of them were his opponents. What else could they say? Some students even took the initiative to ask for advice, and Nie Yan patiently answered them one by one. Seeing that Nie Yan was very approachable, the students quickly became close to Nie Yan. He had strength and was not as arrogant as Liu Rui, so he was easy to get along with. Nie Yan quickly won the approval of some of the students. As for Zhai Hao and the others, they were already implicitly led by Nie Yan.

Among these students, there were many with extremely deep family backgrounds. It would definitely be beneficial to build good relationships with them.

Nie Yan acted as a teaching assistant for a while, which made the students feel that they had gained a lot.

After a while, Nie Yan walked towards the girls' side.

"Hello," Nie Yan greeted all the girls. Many of the girls seemed rather reserved.

"Hello, Assistant Teacher," the girls said one after another.

Nie Yan looked ahead and saw Xie Yao sparring with a girl.

Watching girls fight, especially Xie Yao, was quite a pleasure to the eyes, with her long legs flying.

Seeing Nie Yan watching from the sidelines, Xie Yao's steps suddenly became a little disordered.

"The range of motion is too large, and the strength is not enough! Step faster," Nie Yan commented from the side.

Hearing Nie Yan say this, Xie Yao actually exposed flaws everywhere and was hit by her opponent's leg and fell to the ground.

Xie Yao stood up from the ground, looking sulky. If Nie Yan hadn't suddenly appeared, how could she have lost? She searched for him, but Nie Yan was nowhere to be seen in the crowd. He had slipped away so quickly!

Throughout the whole day, Nie Yan joked and bantered with a large group of students and became familiar with everyone.

Seeing that Nie Yan was managing things well, Yang Boyi was happy to relax. After the free activity time started, he left.

Until school was over in the afternoon, everyone changed back into their original clothes and prepared to leave.

Nie Yan asked everyone to line up, and everyone's eyes turned to Nie Yan, listening to what he had to say.

Nie Yan pondered for a long time and said, "I had a great time with everyone today. Uh, that's it."

"Tch, I thought he had something to say. He held it in for so long just to say a few words."

"Assistant Teacher Nie Yan, we're leaving then."

Everyone bid farewell and packed their things, preparing to leave.

Nie Yan walked to Xie Yao's side and said, "Let me walk you home."

Xie Yao hesitated for a long time and finally nodded.

Nie Yan didn't expect Xie Yao to actually agree, and a huge sense of joy surged up. This proved that Xie Yao had accepted him to a certain extent.

Xia Ling in the distance made a face at Xie Yao and left with a few close friends.

On the tree-lined path on campus, occasionally two or three students would pass by, casting curious glances. They really didn't expect that Xie Yao, who was like an unattainable goddess in many people's hearts, would actually be walking with a boy. If this news spread, countless people would have their hearts broken.

The campus was quiet and peaceful.

The two walked silently, occasionally chatting a few words, and a faint emotion slowly spread.

A feeling of never wanting to reach the end.

Nie Yan looked at Xie Yao in front of him. Her figure was deeply imprinted in his mind. Having lived two lives, it was even more unforgettable. In the past, he could only chase after Xie Yao's back with his eyes in the corner, but in this life, he could finally get close to Xie Yao.

Remembering the Xie Yao who was so depressed and heartbreaking at the reunion in his previous life, Nie Yan hoped that in this life, under his protection, Xie Yao would no longer be like that.

The time spent together always passed quickly. Soon they arrived at the school gate, and Xie Yao's family car arrived.

Xie Yao smiled sweetly and said to Nie Yan behind her, "Nie Yan, thank you for walking me home."

Xie Yao's gentle smile made Nie Yan slightly distracted, and his two lifetimes' worth of soul was touched.

"You're welcome," Nie Yan said. Being with Xie Yao made his restless mind feel unprecedentedly calm, a feeling of slowly settling down after experiencing the hustle and bustle. To him, Xie Yao's smile was like a ray of dawn in the endless night.

"Nie Yan, I was very happy today," Xie Yao said, waving to Nie Yan and getting into the car.

Nie Yan also waved, watching the car leave and disappear around the corner, a slight sense of loss welling up in his heart, but more of it was excitement. He could feel the barrier between Xie Yao and him melting, and it was becoming an increasingly harmonious feeling.