Wen Shiqing's eyes twitched, and he wanted to refute but had nothing to say.

Wen Wenlan said it is not bad at all. He is indeed not good at using swords. No matter how he practices, he cannot integrate with the big sword. It is like two people born with a horoscope.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a burst of exclamations came from the other side of the school ground. The people in the stands quickly looked over, but they saw Zhou Mohuai and Wu Zhuangsheng both fell on the school ground.

This competition is a draw.

"Oh, what is he doing!" Dugu swung his fist and crawled on his face unhappy, "He has picked up the sword of the martial arts champion, but he was even pulled down by the martial arts champion. The one who holds a gun can't beat the empty-handed person, which is embarrassing!"

Dugu threw down two words with anger and left.

Although Zhang Shi didn't say anything, his face was not good-looking. After all, on the battlefield, he was going to lose his life.

Wen Wenlan stared at Zhou Mohuai who was slapping his clothes on the school ground. His face was dyed crystal clear by sweat. Zhou Mohuai raised his hand casually and his face was stained with gray handprints.

He had no time to take care of it, and his face looked very tired.

Wen Wenlan knew the reason why Zhou Mohuai was torn off. His waist injury had a great impact on him. At first glance, the top martial arts scholar was a power-oriented person. How could Zhou Mohuai compare with the top martial arts scholar in terms of strength?

Zhou Mohuai has tried his best to last for so long.

Zhou Mohuai dragged his spear back, his head lowered slightly, and his back was very bleak. He walked to the sidelines and put down his spear. There was no one on the left and right. He walked a few more steps forward, but saw Wei Kunxiu.

"Go and call Zhou Mohuai to the general's tent." From afar, Wen Shiqing saw Wei Kunxiu looking for Zhou Mohuai last time, and he quickly sent someone to stop him.

"General, Zhou Mohuai lost the competition and lost our Beiying face. You won't have to worry. I will punish him well after I go back." Zhang Ju clasped his fists and was full of righteousness.

Punishment? The heavy punishment for the military camp is definitely not less than that of the Regent, not to mention that it is in the four major camps. If you continue to do this, can Zhou Mohuai's small body withstand it?

Wen Shiqing looked at Wen Wenlan as if watching the show. Seeing that her face turned pale, she was about to explode, so she slowly raised her hand.

"Don't, if you lose the competition, you will be punished. Who will go to the competition seriously in the future? They are all thinking about how to win." Wen Shiqing smiled, with a relaxed look on his face, and there was no intention of blaming Zhou Mohuai. "Besides, Zhou Mohuai did not lose, he just tied with the martial arts top scorer."

"But before this, the four camps and the top martial artists have never lost the competition!" Zhang Feng was unwilling.

"It is also because of Zhou Mo's Huaibei Camp that won the Nanying, right?" Wen Shiqing saw someone coming and saw that it was Wei Kunyu. Seeing him, he seemed to have something to look for Zhang Ju, "You talk first, I will leave first."

Zhang Feng reluctantly gave a half-hearted salute and followed Wei Kunxiu.

During lunch, Zhou Mohuai changed the medicine in Wen Shiqing's camp and accompanied him to lunch at Wen Shiqing's order.

"It's over, don't take it to heart. Isn't it just a draw?" Wen Shiqing saw that Zhou Mohuai was silent and had no expression on his face, although he slowly enlightened him.

Zhou Mohuai sat next to Wen Shiqing, picked up his bowl and had not had time to eat. He heard Wen Shiqing say this, and he looked over deeply.

"I'm not sad, I'm just curious how such a person was selected as the top martial arts scholar?"

"Puchi." Wen Shiqing couldn't help laughing, "What do you say?"

Zhou Mohuai put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand and analyzed them carefully word by word, "The martial arts champion relies on his big size. Although he is on the road, he can only use brute force. The reason why I can bounce him away in the first move is because he is too hard. The greater the opponent's strength, the greater the power of my block."

"Secondly, I took advantage of his brute force to recover his moves several times and was dismantled by me. Every time he relied on brute force to rescue him. Now he is fighting alone. If he goes to the battlefield in the future and is besieged, he will die."

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