Zhao Wanqiu did not come on the second day of the friendly match.

Song Qingxue played several rounds, but every time she looked outside the court, she couldn't see her. She couldn't help but feel very strange.

She felt that based on Zhao Wanqiu's personality, she would come to watch Xiahou Chun's highlight moment.

But why didn't she come today?

Did something unexpected happen?

Although Song Qingxue felt strange, she didn't care too much.

After several rounds, the opponent became stronger and stronger. Although Song Qingxue won every time, she felt more and more pressured.

When it came to the final battle to decide the winner, there were only three people left on the field, two from Dongyue and one from Yuchi Kingdom.

"I have always thought that Dong Yue was weak in archery, but I didn't expect that Dong Yue was so generous in previous years and gave the title of champion to me. This year, I got to see Dong Yue's true strength. Even the women are so heroic. I am willing to compete with you two. Even if I lose in the end, I can accept the defeat with all my heart!"

"Your Highness is too modest. Your archery skills have only improved over the past few years. I feel quite pressured by your performance."

While the two were praising each other, Song Qingxue had already stood in front of the lime line with a bow in hand.

These two people were people she couldn't like from the bottom of her heart, so naturally she didn't want to waste any more time talking to them.

When Meng He and Xiahou Chun saw her actions, they looked at each other thoughtfully, and then stood on both sides of her.

Song Qingxue aimed the bow and arrow at the target and practiced for a while, calculating the probability of getting first place in his mind.

Although she could normally hit the bull's eye, she was afraid that she would perform poorly against these two people because her desire to win was too strong.

Seeing her gesturing nervously, Meng He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Miss Song, even if you are a woman, this prince will not let you go."

Song Qingxue said expressionlessly: "No need."

At this time, Xiahou Jun was smart enough not to say anything. He just held his bow and arrow and waited for the game to begin.

At the command, the three of them drew their bows and shot arrows.

However, when the bow and arrow went out, she clearly saw that her scissors had deviated a little in the middle.

She glanced at Meng He and sneered, "Prince is so despicable."

Meng He was actually a little surprised when he heard this.

"You are indeed a capable woman, and this prince admires you very much, but even so, this prince will not let you."

"I said I don't need it. Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Song Qingxue looked disdainful.

You're going to use your internal energy to cheat, right? She won't allow that.

In the first arrow, there was no suspense at all, Meng He won.

He did not hit the bull's eye, but the two arrows shot by Song Qingxue and Xiahou Chun were even more off target.

Just when the referee was about to shout the start of the second arrow, Song Qingxue shouted stop.

She turned to the judge and said, "Your Excellency, I feel that this arrow is unfair."

Song Qingxue's words frightened the judge so much that his face turned pale.

"Miss Song, what are you talking about! From the beginning to the end, I didn't help anyone at all, so don't talk nonsense!"

"Don't be impatient, sir. That's not what I meant."

"What do you mean?"

Song Qingxue said: "I suggest that we seal up everyone's internal energy before we compete. After all, He Wang and I only know some martial arts, and our internal energy is not high. If someone takes advantage of this and uses internal energy to cheat..."

When she said this, her eyes were looking straight at Meng He, and the implication of her words was so strong that no one needed to point it out.

The referee listened and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

This kind of thing is not something that a small referee like him can decide, and the three people on the field are all big shots, and he can't afford to offend any of them.

But if this matter could not be answered accurately, the game could not continue. In desperation, the referee had to ask the three players to take a break first, and then he went to solicit opinions from other countries.

The answers were surprisingly consistent. Every country agreed with Song Qingxue's proposal, but similarly, the entire archery competition had to be held again.

Because Song Qingxue raised this question too late, who knows if anyone had cheated in this way in the previous competition.

The contestants who were eliminated earlier were naturally very happy to hear the news. They all hoped for a lucky break, thinking that if someone really cheated, they could compete again and maybe they could turn the tables and win.

So, because of Song Qingxue's suggestion, they spent another day re-running the normal archery competition.

When those people were eliminated again, they had no choice but to accept the result. Only Song Qingfeng felt very uncomfortable.

This re-competition might be a chance for others to prove themselves again, but for him, it was just a process of losing face again.

Song Qingxue sat beside him, watching him holding his head, looking like he didn't want to see anyone. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

"Brother, it's okay. Although you're not good at archery, you're a first-rate spearman! Don't be sad."

Song Qingfeng covered his face with his hands, his tone was very desperate.

"My loss to Meng He was enough for him to laugh at me for a whole year, and I lost to him twice! Twice!!"

He raised his head and stared at Song Qingxue with deep hatred, "I would rather lose to anyone than to Meng He!"

"I didn't expect that you could still get him after waiting in line again." Song Qingxue scratched his head. In fact, she could understand his feelings quite well.

In fact, the Yuchi Kingdom surrendered only ten years ago. Before that, Song Qingfeng had met Meng He on the battlefield many times.

At that time, Song Qingfeng and Meng He were both teenagers, and both of them were extremely competitive. However, Dongyue was a powerful country, and the Song family army was really capable, so the Yuchi Kingdom was almost beaten down by the Song family army.

Meng He, who was extremely competitive, was naturally unwilling to accept the defeat after repeated defeats. Even though he was clearly defeated, he refused to surrender and even clamored for Song Qingfeng to fight him one-on-one to decide the outcome.

Song Qingfeng was also young and competitive, so he agreed, but at that time he won very gloriously.

Losing to his own defeated opponent twice in a row in the same thing would make anyone feel psychologically unbalanced, not to mention that Meng He mocked him after winning this time!

I can't stand it.

The more Song Qingfeng thought about it, the angrier he became.

"If we have a gun fight, I will beat him till his teeth are all gone!" He said this short sentence with gritted teeth.

"But there is no shooting competition in the event. There is a hunting competition tomorrow."

Song Qingfeng paused after hearing this and said, "I didn't participate."

"You participate in archery, so why don't you participate in hunting?"

"You think I want to participate in this? It's because no one else wants to go, so the Regent asked me to make up the number."

Knowing that it was a losing game, he would not play it unless he had no other choice.

"It's all right."

Song Qingxue raised her hand and patted Song Qingfeng on the shoulder, saying: "It doesn't matter if you lose, I will help you win it back!"

"Um."

Song Qingfeng responded first, then tilted his head to look at her, staring at her in silence for a long time before speaking. "I didn't expect you to be so versatile, you can do medicine and archery."

He watched all of her previous matches.

He was simply amazed in every game.

He had been teaching her martial arts these days, so he naturally knew that she had extraordinary talent in martial arts, but he was still surprised to see her extraordinary performance of hitting the bull's eye with every arrow.

"Hehe," Song Qingxue smiled and stood up, "So don't worry, brother, I will definitely help you regain your face!"

Song Qingfeng's mood had almost calmed down by now. After hearing what she said, he smiled and nodded, saying, "Go."