38 Fighting with Women (1/2)

”Shao Jianyang. You are called Shao Jianyang. That's your name, right?”

Mo Wen smirked while walking towards Shao Jianyang.

Right now, Shao Jianyang's expression was very gloomy; he stared at Mo Wen bleakly. He lost! He actually lost!

”Hmph, consider yourself lucky this time. However, we are not over yet.”

Shao Jianyang snorted; he turned around and was ready to return to the 3rd Battalion.

”Of course we are not done yet. Yet, you are leaving already? You haven't settled the bet,” Mo Wen said dryly.

Shao Jianyang swung back violently, his dark gaze landing on Mo Wen.

”You really want me to do it?”

His face turned green, then pale. If he were to crawl between Mo Wen's legs in front of thousands of people, he could not be seen in public again.

”Of course, you suggested the terms of the bet. How can it be if we do not follow your word?”

Mo Wen laughed coldly. Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you. Shao Jianyang single-mindedly wanted to embarrass him in public, but he forgot to consider what would happen if he lost. Since he dared to suggest the terms, he had to be responsible and own up to his decisions.

”Mo Wen, you are vicious.”

Shao Jianyang took a deep breath, gave Mo Wen a cold stare, then turned and quietly left, without any intention of honoring his bet.

Asking him to crawl in front of a crowd, barking like a dog? You may as well have killed him.

Also, it was just a personal bet between him and Mo Wen – others did not know about it. Even if he violated the bet, aside from Mo Wen, who would know?

Mo Wen watched blankly at Shao Jianyang's silhouette. If he had really honored the bet in front of the crowd, Mo Wen's opinion of him would have improved by a few points. Such a pity; in the end he was but a buffoon with limited potential.

During the second round, undisputedly the 4th Battalion placed first, the 3rd Battalion was second, the 2nd Battalion came in third, and the 1st Battalion trailed at fourth.

Just then, the officer from the VIP stand walked towards the center of the parade ground again.

”Announcing the results, currently the 4th Battalion is placed first with a total of 123 points, the 3rd Battalion is tied at first place with the 4th Battalion with a total of 123 points. The 2nd Battalion with 108 points is third, and the 1st Battalion with 102 points is fourth.”

During the second round, the 4th and 3rd Battalion's results were tied, completely making up for the prior difference.

”Next, the third round — the combat competition begins. Every battalion will choose three candidates and draw lots to decide their opponents.”

Right after the second round was the third round — the combat competition. Every battalion sent three candidates and the battalions fought among each other to finally decide on the most outstanding battalion.

After some tense arrangements, the 4th Battalion chose three members: Mo Wen, Wang Yuan, and Hong Lü.

Of the three rounds, Mo Wen and Wang Yuan had gone up for all three. It wasn't because the 4th Battalion lacked talented people, but because it was hard to find people that were stronger than Mo Wen and Wang Yuan.

As for Hong Lü, he was quite capable too. His facial color was dark and he was skinny, but he could tackle more than ten students alone at the same time. He was considered the strongest fighter in the 4th Battalion, 2nd Company.

After a moment, the candidates slowly gathered on the parade ground.

Mo Wen subconsciously glanced in the direction where the 1st Battalion was. He only felt relieved when he saw that Qin Xiaoyou was not among the three girls.

Among the three girls, one of them was tall and brawny. She seemed to be full of strength, but unfortunately, her looks were a little disappointing for the audience.

Mo Wen found the other girl a little familiar. That girl had short hair and a delicate face. She was only around 5 foot 4, which still considered petite as compared to men, but her eyes were bright. She looked confident inside and out.

She was familiar to Mo Wen because she was the only girl from the female battalion who joined all three rounds. Especially since she was ahead of Wang Yuan in the first round four hundred feet steeplechase and achieved an extraordinary result of second runner-up. One could say that she had triumphed over most of the guys.

During the second round shooting competition, she was also the last one to be eliminated from the 1st Battalion. Her overall ability seemed to be quite above average.

Now that she was joining the combat competition too, Mo Wen was slightly interested in her.

The four battalions decided their opponents by drawing lots. Wang Yuan volunteered to draw the lots. In the end, he picked the 1st Battalion for their first match.

”D*mn it. My luck is terrible. I actually picked a bunch of ladies as opponents.”

Wang Yuan walked back to the group while grumbling; he was obviously very dissatisfied with getting the 1st Battalion.