After being reborn as Wang Baochuan's sister, she decided not to persuade her

Chapter 17 Hungry Ghost Path, Wrestling

The North Bing training ground belongs to the right leading military guard.

Wang Yinchuan was followed by a guard. Outsiders were not allowed to enter or exit this important military area. However, she had followed Wang Yun in and out since she was a child, so she had become a special exception.

There is a neat square formation of the army on the training ground. They should be practicing wrestling at this moment. A group of soldiers pair up in pairs. The winner will continue to compete. Finally, a winner will be selected. The winner can get a pot of good wine, usually

Held when dissolution is imminent.

The people here are all from the inner palace. Each of the twelve guards and five palaces is camped in Chang'an, with strong troops. There are more than 600 palaces in various prefectures and counties, commanding the local army.

There are four regiments in one prefecture, each regiment is three hundred, six teams in one regiment, and five groups in one team.

Wang Yinchuan took a look at the stands of the training ground. There were about 300 people in the audience. Wei Feng was tall but thin, and he had never trained at all. His body was probably as weak as paper. Wang Yinchuan probably lost in the first round.

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"Which regiment is Wei Feng in?"

"Go back to Madam, there are three regiments, six teams and five groups."

The end?

Wang Yinchuan asked, "Not included in the list?"

If you join the ranks, you can become a real guard. Not to mention being exempted from taxes, you will have to go to the battlefield to fight in the future.

The guard said, "Back to Madam, at that time the deputy general only said, 'Practice him,' but did not explain that he was going to be recruited."

Probably because he was afraid that Wei Feng wouldn't be able to stand it any longer and would give up, he simply let him practice with him instead of actually joining the ranks.

The open space in the middle of the training ground is affectionately called the "Hungry Ghost Road". The winners are defeated and the losers are angry, fighting each other like hungry ghosts to find the last winner. At this moment, the soldiers are wrestling in the open space, cheering, and the noise is loud.

Reverberating through the sky.

Wang Yinchuan stood in the stands above and was deafened by the rhythmic cheers.

"One two! One two! Wei Feng! Wei Feng!"

"Huo Zhui! Huo Zhui!"

At this point, it's probably the third round.

Only the last ten people were left on the field.

Among the chaotic sounds, Wang Yinchuan did not expect that he could hear someone calling Wei Feng's name.

There was a trace of surprise in her eyes. She originally thought that Wei Feng, who was as thin as a monkey, would lose in the first round, but she didn't expect that he would persist until the third round.

The competition on the field was fierce.

Opposite Wei Feng was a strong man who was several times stronger than him. The strong man was naked and one of his arms was wider than his waist. Originally, the winner was obvious, but Wei Feng was outmatched and was beaten to death.

He was pressed down.

He was unable to turn over, and the people around him were cheering him on, and he seemed to be overpowering the strong man named "Huo Zhui" opposite him.

"Wei Feng, didn't you threaten to tame the red-maned horse? Even Huo Zhui can't beat you, how can you tame the red-maned horse!"

"I'm afraid you can't even touch the fur of the red-maned horse!"

"Wei Feng, get up quickly! Get up quickly!"

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The shouts around him made people's blood boil. Wei Feng exerted all his strength, put one leg on the ground, gritted his teeth, and stared at the menacing Huo Zhui opposite him.

His arms were shaking.

Drops of sweat rolled down his cheeks and flowed into his eyes, but he was unaware, his eyes were about to burst, staring at Huo Zhui who was holding his arm firmly in front of him. As long as he relaxed a little, Huo Zhui would

Will immediately push him to the ground.

The muscles in the arms bulged, as if they were about to swell, burst, and blood and flesh would fly out.

However, he gritted his teeth and tried not to let Huo Zhui succeed.

However, the little strength he had was just like a mantis in front of Huo Zhui, and it was not enough at all!

Although he tried his best, his body slowly fell backwards under Huo Zhui's effortless exertion.

This almost declared his failure.

However, for some reason, Wei Feng was still resisting tenaciously. People around him were already trying to persuade him to give up. The smile on Huo Zhui's lips seemed to turn into a sharp arrow poking straight into his heart, as if... there was no chance of winning.

He clearly felt like he was being pressed down by a mountain, but unlike Wei Feng who tried his best, Huo Zhui seemed to have used no strength at all. Instead, he still had the strength to speak. He said, "Wei Feng, wake up, you can't

Defeat me, just like you can't tame a red-maned horse."

After speaking, he exerted his strength.

In an instant, like a huge mountain falling, Wei Feng felt the disparity in strength.

In an instant, he was crushed and collapsed, being restrained without any strength to resist.

"one two three!"

As San's words fell, his complete defeat was announced.

The crowd immediately surrounded Huo Zhui. As the winner, he will participate in the fourth round of competition.

Wei Feng lay on his back on the blank ground, exerting all his strength. He was panting heavily, and the night breeze blew on the tips of his sweat-soaked hair. It was cool, as if he was in a desolate state of mind at the moment.

The cheers of others have nothing to do with him.

He only felt resentful that his skills were inferior to others.

Could it be that he was not born to be a great general like his brother, and could he really just be a playboy?

He lived under the protection of Wei Ting all day long. Gradually, the protection turned into a shadow and enveloped him. He was no longer Wei Feng, but Wei Ting's younger brother.

Wei Feng closed his eyes.

The next second, a soft voice came from above the head, "Why, you are discouraged after one failure?"

Wei Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

Above his head is Wang Yinchuan's faint gaze.

"How is that possible? I'm Wei Feng!" Wei Feng suddenly jumped up like a carp from the ground.

"Sister-in-law, why are you here?" Wei Feng asked in surprise.

Wang Yinchuan said, "When I saw a defeated dog, I came over to take a look."

"I'm not a dog!" Wei Feng retorted.

Seeing that he was no longer so depressed, Wang Yinchuan said, "I heard that you promised that you would tame the red-maned horse in a month?"

Wei Feng nodded, patted his chest, and said proudly, "I can definitely do it!"

Wang Yinchuan smiled and said, "But you can't even throw down a person today. How can you tame a fierce horse with a violent and irritable personality?"

Wei Feng recalled the feeling of powerlessness just now and couldn't help but lower his head.

Wang Yinchuan said, "Wrestling is not just about strength, but also this." Wang Yinchuan pointed to his head, "Just like horse training depends on horse training skills, you can't treat everyone as your enemy, but you must also treat everyone as a teacher and ask for advice humbly.

, only in this way can we go further."

Wei Feng was thoughtful.

Wang Yinchuan said, "You have only come to the military camp for the second day, so there is no need to rush for success, otherwise the gain will outweigh the loss."

"Go ahead and take a good look at how others compete. You will learn more than just being sad here alone."

Wei Feng nodded and turned back to the team.

Wang Yinchuan smiled faintly, turned and walked away.

"Madam is leaving?" the guard asked doubtfully, "Aren't you going to see Lieutenant General Wei?"

Wang Yinchuan glanced at him lightly, "Are you from Wei Ting?"

The guard stopped talking.

Wang Yinchuan sighed softly, "I'm telling you adults, there is no need to serve cold pig ears on the dish tonight. Cut off his ears and drink wine."

(End of chapter)