The second competition was held at the Imperial Military Academy. Hearing that the Minister of Revenue was going to challenge the Dragon and Lion coach, there were many soldiers watching the fun around the school, and even Wu Qi and Zuo Heng came.

When Wen Wenlan and Zhou Mohuai arrived at the school, the imperial guards were very lively.

"Why is it so noisy here? Is this what the imperial guards should look like?" Wen Wenlan frowned when he helped Zhou Mohuai get off the carriage. The outside of the school ground was the same as the vegetable market. He didn't know what the school ground would look like. "Don't speak, call the imperial guards out to me and let him see what the place has become!"

After looking around, Wen Wenlan didn't stop for much and went directly into the schoolyard.

The main purpose of today is the second competition. It is not advisable to spend time on other things, but if you see some things, you should not be considered unaware of them.

"Buyan has passed. Your Majesty calms down. Today's affairs are so special. Everyone wants to see what the result of Lord Zhao challenging General Zhou. As both generals, they all come to cheer General Zhou up." After entering the school grounds, Buyan comforted Wen Wenlan, "They are also kind-hearted. Let's forget about what happened today for General Zhou."

The imperial guards are responsible for guarding the safety of the imperial city, and should be orderly and disciplined. This scene should not happen today.

Fortunately, Buyan pleaded for the Imperial Commander, and Wen Wenlan did not intend to delve into it. After saying the four words "Not to be an example", he no longer interfered in this matter.

The two of them entered the school ground and saw the five people sitting on the stage at a glance. They should be the judges of today's competition.

"Why are the emperor brother here too?" Wen Wenlan frowned and looked at Wen Shiheng sitting in the middle of the judge. Last time he was sitting in the spectator seat, he ran to the middle of the judge seat today and sat in the middle of the judge.

"Because the general is the chief examiner and cannot be judged, Lord Zhang found several qualified generals and the Minister of War, but one was still missing, so he invited Prince Su," said Wuyan.

Forget it, anyway, the gap in strength today's competition is huge, so I just think it's a wonderful performance for the emperor.

After Wen Wenlan sat down in the main seat, Zhang Huailang stood up and handed an envelope to Wen Wenlan in front of everyone. "Your Majesty, this is the question for today's competition. Please open the envelope and read the test questions after checking."

Wen Wenlan took the envelope presented by Buyan. There was a fire paint seal at the opening of the envelope. There was a row of words under the fire paint. It was written on the date of the day of the lottery draw. She removed the fire paint and opened the envelope. The lines of the date were divided into two parts. From this perspective, except for the entire envelope being dropped, she could not cheat.

But is this envelope really sealed that day? Who knows?

Wen Wenlan snorted coldly, took out the paper inside and said it.

"Today's competition is martial arts. If you lose the weapon in your hand or the person who cannot fight within ten rounds will lose. The competition will be completed until the trial. Do not attack deliberately. If someone violates this order, it can also be judged as losing. The weapons in the competition are all unbladed swords. Lord Zhao and General Zhou can freely choose a convenient sword, and have half an hour to adapt to the selected sword. The competition will start after half an hour."

After reading the content on the paper, Wen Wenlan twitched his eyes. What a messy thing was clearly written by Zhang Huailang for Zhao Shunran.

The deliberate attacker lost, which was very harsh for Zhou Mohuai. It still took half an hour to adapt to the weapons, so there was no such competition rules.

Wen Wenlan looked carefully at the handwriting on the paper, and it was true that Zhang Huailang's handwriting was written on it.

Civil officials are civil officials, and the rules set are all towards civil officials.

Why didn’t the emperor set the rules for this competition? He is an orthodox general. Are you not afraid of being laughed at if you set such rules?

Wen Wenlan looked at Zhou Mohuai with some concern. On the far away school ground, he saw Zhou Mohuai smiling, as if this strange rule had no effect on him.

She suddenly relaxed, yes, she was too worried. She was relieved that Zhou Mohuai's martial arts skills were definitely above Zhao Shunran, and Zhou Mohuai had emerged from the battlefield. Looking at the entire Southern Dynasty, few people could defeat him.

With Zhou Mohuai's strength, this strange rule can indeed be ignored.

Moreover, the more harsh the rules are on Zhou Mohuai, the more beautiful he wins.

After Wen Wenlan announced the start of the competition, Zhao Shunran quickly walked to the long table beside the school field to choose the convenient long sword. He picked left and right, finally locked a long sword, and then took the long sword to the side to practice.

Zhou Mohuai slowly walked to the side of the school field. He stood by the long table with his arms wrapped around his chest and watched Zhao Shunran carefully selecting the long sword. After Zhao Shunran chose the satisfactory long sword and left, he took two steps forward, his eyes passed by the remaining swords one by one, locking a long sword placed in the middle of the long table.

He picked it up and looked at it, and he pulled his fingers out of the long sword. It was it.

Wen Wenlan looked at the two people far away on the school field, Zhao Shunran was dancing his sword very seriously. It seemed that he was really concerned about this competition. Looking at Zhou Mohuai again, he saw that he had been repeating the same move. Wen Wenlan stared at Zhou Mohuai for a long time, but he had not changed his movements.

What is he planning to do?

Do you need to defeat the enemy in one move?

Wen Wenlan held her breath, and she couldn't wait to know how Zhou Mohuai would defeat Zhao Shunran, but there was still nearly half an hour left.

In the last competition, it took only one stick of incense from seeing the question to the end of the competition.

As a result, today's competition only took half an hour to prepare.

No matter how loud the old man Zhang Huailang made a plan, it was not just that Zhao Shunran would not lose so quickly.

"Your Majesty..." Buyu returned to Wen Wenlan and said a few words in her ear.

I don’t know what he said, but seeing Wen Wenlan’s face change, she was silent for a moment, waved her hand and signaled not to speak. She pointed to Zhou Mohuai on the school ground, “What do you think he is going to do?”

Buyu followed Wen Wenlan's pointing and saw Zhou Mohuai repeating the same action constantly. After he looked at it for a while, Zhou Mohuai stopped and saw him walking to the school grounds and sitting down.

"Maybe this is really a beautiful competition." said Wuyu.

Half an hour came, and Zhou Mohuai and Zhao Shunran stood at the colonel's field together.

Zhao Shunran looked at Wen Wenlan who was high above, held his breath and set off to wait for the competition to begin.

Zhou Mohuai glanced at Zhao Shunran, he breathed calmly, stood firm and closed his eyes lightly.

With a "clang" sound, when Zhou Mohuai opened his eyes again, Zhao Shunran suddenly felt that he was surrounded by thousands of troops, and his aura suddenly became depressed, almost breathless. He barely looked up and wanted to see Zhou Mohuai's expression.

The moment he met his eyes, Zhao Shunran suddenly felt that his body was controlled by the strong killing aura and could not move, as if on the battlefield where thousands of troops were roaring, he would be trampled into flesh paste by the iron hooves rushing behind him in the next moment.

He is worthy of being a general who returned from the battlefield, but he will not give in easily.

Zhao Shunran moved his stiff wrist and held the long sword in his hand tightly.

As soon as the gong sounded at the beginning of the competition, Zhao Shunran suddenly felt that the aura around him had moved. He seemed to be on the battlefield, with soldiers roaring around him. He watched Zhou Mohuai come to him, followed by a strong cavalry, and he had no way to escape.

Zhou Mohuai raised his sword and stabbed him at Zhao Shunran. Zhao Shunran quickly raised his sword to block it. The long swords collided with each other and made a crisp sound. In the midst of lightning, Zhou Mohuai's wrist turned, and the sword body immediately changed direction. Zhao Shunran suddenly felt that his wrist was penetrated by a powerful force, and the whole palm suddenly lost strength, and the long sword in his hand slid down.

Oh no, Zhao Shunran said intimately that it was not good, and struggled to grab the sword tightly.

Suddenly, a strong force hit his sword, which made his tiger's mouth and five fingers numb. The force on his hands relaxed again, and the sword was immediately knocked away.

Zhao Shunran lost.

Zhou Mohuai won with one move.

Zhao Shunran was stunned in place with empty hands. He stared at the long sword lying on the ground, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

If it were a real duel, he would have died long ago.

Zhao Shunran suddenly smiled, so that's it.

Zhou Mohuai first used a fake move to force himself to do it. When he raised his sword to resist, he just exposed his wrist in front of Zhou Mohuai. Then he quickly hit his wrist with the hilt of the sword, and then used the long sword to transmit power to knock away the weapons in his hand.

The speed, strength, and strategy are indeed far above him, as a scholar, and it is impossible to win Zhou Mohuai by taking a shortcut.

He is no match for Zhou Mohuai at all.

When Zhao Shunran came back to his senses, Zhou Mohuai had already put away his long sword and walked out of the schoolyard. He looked at Zhou Mohuai's back from afar. His straight back was like an indestructible iron wall, firmly guarding the treasures behind the high wall.

In the last competition, he won Zhou Mohuai in one stick of incense.

Today, Zhou Mohuai beat him in just one moment.

Zhao Shunran spread his hands, he was such a petty man.

On the other side of the school ground, Wu Qi grabbed Zuo Heng and jumped excitedly when he saw Zhou Mohuai win, "Look at it, Mohuai won hahaha, that move just now was really powerful. If I were a woman, I would definitely fall in love with him because of this."

Zuo Heng wrapped his arms around his chest, and he looked proud, "Of course, my move is more than enough to deal with someone like Zhao Shunran."

Although he didn't teach that at that time.

"Hey, you taught Mo Huai this trick, it's so amazing."

Awesome is amazing, but Zuo Heng can't figure it out. With Zhou Mohuai's strength, it is inevitable to win with one move.

But after watching the competition, Zuo Heng understood that Zhou Mohuai did not want to use this move to defeat Zhao Shunran, but wanted to show Wen Wenlan his beautiful skills and use a beautiful move to please Wen Wenlan, that's all.

Zuo Heng laughed dryly and used his moves to make Wen Wenlan happy. This man was really good at calculating.

"Okay, it's almost time to go back." Zuo Heng patted Wu Qi on the shoulder, "It's not what you should watch after that."

There are many interesting things to do later.

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