Bengtie: How can I be such a loser when I have the system?

After Yan Qing was defeated, the king slowly walked to Yan Qing's side, stretched out a hand and gently placed it on his shoulder.

"Don't be discouraged. Truly strong people will bravely face their weaknesses. There is nothing shameful about that."

Yan Qing was unmoved, he hugged his knees and said self-deprecatingly.

"Just treat me as a girl. I'm dressed like a girl anyway."

Wang Xiatong was silent for a moment, and then tried to comfort him in a different way.

"Change is the norm in life, and this setback will soon pass."

But Yanqing was very pessimistic and muttered to himself.

"I can't get over it. I really can't get over it. My sword heart is broken."

Wang Xiatong was not convinced by this and continued to encourage him.

“There are so many beautiful things in this world waiting for us to discover. Don’t give up on yourself.”

"A temporary failure is not a big deal, as long as you start over again."

Yan Qing looked ashen and turned himself to the other side.

"But this is not a temporary failure. This is a losing streak. I haven't won a single game in recent times. Even with the personal guidance of Mr. Rongju, I still lost."

"I am just a little Karami anyway, so just let me sink into this alone."

The king turned Yan Qing's body around so that it faced him.

"Even the most insignificant bacteria can destroy a huge kingdom."

"Even if you are little Karami, you are important."

With the king's patient persuasion, Yan Qing finally raised his head again, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"really?"

Wang Xiatong nodded heavily and said.

"That's true, believe me, you are the best."

Encouraged by Wang Xiatong's words, Yan Qing gathered himself together and spoke seriously.

"Then can I learn Taijutsu from you? I feel like Kendo is not for me."

Before the king could respond, the molten torch in Yan Qing's body could no longer be restrained and it roared loudly.

"Big fool Chun, you actually want to give up the sword and practice physical training? This is not the path you should take at all!"

"Your destiny is the way of the sword, not to be a barbarian who only knows how to use his fists."

Yan Qing did not agree with Rong Ju's theory at all and refuted it.

"But I have already lost to the barbarian you mentioned who only knew how to use his fists."

"I have been failing repeatedly on the kendo track, so what's wrong with changing the track?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qing began to struggle against Rongju's control over himself, and became more and more determined to cultivate his body.

Rongju was so anxious that he jumped up and down and shouted.

"Don't resist me! How can those barbarians who only know how to use their fists compare to our exquisite swordsmanship? This is a unique weapon for showing off!"

"You can act cool when courting girls in the future. Please don't give up kendo. I beg you."

However, Yan Qing remained unmoved and spoke in a firm tone.

"I have been defeated completely in sword fighting, so I decided to change my career path. Exploring the mysteries of the body is my new pursuit."

Molten Torch's eyes widened and he roared in disbelief.

"Your physical condition is simply not suitable for this journey! A hunter is actually trying to snatch the job that belongs to the destroyer?"

Yan Qing did not back down, he responded with confidence.

"I'll know whether it looks good or not after I try it!"

Jing Yuan in the Shen Ce Mansion couldn't help but sneeze. Why did he feel like something was about to be lost?

Forget it, it must be an illusion. Except for the fictional historian who unknowingly sneaked into the Luofu Immortal Boat, Luofu is now peaceful.

Well, there is also the issue of the master. Someone from the parliament really came to ask for him. Maybe the marshal can sell him for a good price.

The parliament’s technology has crushed all forces in the universe, and any of it would be enough for the Xianzhou Alliance to survive for a long time.

Ah, life is so wonderful today.

Turn your gaze back

Yan Qing is trying hard to compete with Sui Yang Rong Ju. It seems that he is determined to give up the sword and practice physical training.

Even the six flying swords around him were rebelling, making noise around him.

Big scumbag, how close they were when they were practicing sword skills, but now they don’t want them anymore.

Delusion, don't even think about getting away with it.

Wang Xiatong sat cross-legged, regulating his breath and preparing for the subsequent battle.

It wasn't long before Xing and his companions arrived at the scene.

Each of them exudes a strong smell that belongs in a garbage can.

Paimon wrinkled his nose, feeling disgusted with himself right now.

"Paimon must take a good bath when he gets home tonight. He will smell like this all over."

Hearing that Paimon wanted to take a shower, Ying joked.

"Really? After you take a bath and get clean, can I use you to make Paimon shrimp soup?"

Paimon put his hands on his hips and started to accuse Ying.

"Ying, you can't treat Paimon like this."

"Paimon is a travel companion, not food."

Yelling, Paimon looked at the others who were still normal and asked curiously.

"Why do I feel like you don't care about this smell?"

At this time, Su Chang interrupted.

"For us Cloud Cavalry, we often encounter situations that are dirtier than this."

Gui Naifen also said with a smile.

"I'm a live streamer, this little scene is nothing."

Xing's answer was a bit different, but she said it seriously.

"The trash can is so cute and tempting. What's wrong with having a little smell?"

"As the king of trash, I still rummage through trash cans every day."

Paimon sighed helplessly.

"Uh... okay, whatever you like."

Su Shang suddenly pointed forward and said.

"Is the person standing in front Yan Qing? Why is there a Wang Xia Tong next to him?"

Gui Naifen took a closer look and nodded.

"It's true."

Su Chang noticed something was wrong and told everyone about it.

"I don't know why, but when I saw that Wang Xia bucket, I had a bad feeling."

Wang Xiatong stood up after noticing Xing's arrival.

Then, it leaned slightly, stomped the ground hard, and flew towards the direction of the star.

Because Wang Xiatong's attack was so sudden, Xing hurriedly summoned a baseball bat to block the attack.

The result is predictable. Xing was hit by Wang Xia's bucket and flew away for an unknown distance, and even the baseball bat flew out of his hand.

Xing took out his garbage gun and stuck it into the ground. He slowed down his body and looked up at Wang Xiatong who had attacked him.

At this moment, it was wearing a black cloak, with its arms folded across its chest, revealing its aura of a strong man.

"King of Trash, today is the day of my revenge, don't even think about running away."

Xing: "Meow meow meow?"

Xing had no idea what this alternative Wang Xiatong was talking about, but if he wanted to fight, then he would fight.

In an instant, the power of protection was released by Xing, and he rushed forward with the garbage gun.

Xing and Wang were pouring down buckets faster and faster, and the people around them could hardly keep up.

The two forces continue to collide, destroying the surrounding environment.