On the field, Yuan Zheng and others had made their final preparations.

All the practiced Cuju were taken away by the field servants. Someone carried a basket to sprinkle a layer of loess on the field, and then sprinkled a little water to step on it.

Yuan Zheng looked at the four people and reminded him: "Just practice."

The three fellow disciples naturally nodded, but Xiao Heng was still a little dissatisfied, muttered a few words, and nodded barely.

Such a style of playing is unprecedented. Yuan Si pretended not to know what it was, but since he was trapped, he could only follow them.

Well, if you lose in the first game, he will just wait and see how Yuan Si poked the braided cowhide to the sky.

The court guard signaled that both sides would come to the scene.

In addition to Tang Ershao, Cui Sanye, Yu Wu, among the Tianzi Team, there are Lin Qi of the Shushu Lin family whom Cui Shiyi mentioned before and Li Jiu from Wuqing Bo’s Mansion.

Mr. Tang looked at Yuan Zheng and said domineeringly: "You choose, how do you want to compare?"

Because the competition at this Cuju event is mainly amusement, so the rules are also interesting, and the playing style is decided by the teams on both sides.

There are three types of Daliang Cuju competition: Doushu, hanging gate, and white-handed.

Doushu is to erect a pole in the center of the court, and a rope hole is on the pole. Both personnel from both sides send the ball into the same hole. Whoever kicks Cuju into the rope hole will remember it.

The hanging door is a bamboo door at each end of the court, and Cuju needs to be sent into the opponent's door opening to get a better result.

Fresh fighting means purely compared to fancy tricks, with a fixed way of playing Cuju, such as flying, rolling, etc., which has a strong ornamental viewing ability and is not as fierce as the previous two.

Yuan Zheng smiled slightly, "Hanging the door."

Tang Ershao raised his eyebrows, this is the most challenging thing to teamwork. He has the courage to choose this kind of playing style with someone like Yu Liu.

He couldn't help but be a little alert to Yuan Zheng.

After the battle was decided, the personnel of both sides took their place, and a drum beat sounded on the sidelines.

"kick off!"

The gray-yellow Cuju began to roll around the soles of everyone's feet.

Both sides were somewhat tentative at the beginning, and they were cautious when they were going back and forth.

But in just a moment, everyone on the Tianzi Team began to relax.

Except for Mr. Tang.

Young Master Tang was very angry because he felt that he and his skills were insulted.

Are they here to compete in Cuju?

Xiao Heng pestered Yu Wu to run. Yu Wu felt that there was no difficulty in technically avoiding Xiao Heng, but Prince Xiao was much higher than him and was also a person who was injured by accident. Yu Wu had to avoid him carefully.

Cui Shiyi came to Cui San and was so stumbling to him.

Jindou ran around the field. He was very strong and ran fast. He harassed Lin Qi and entangled Li Jiu for a while, and could not make any big waves.

Yuan Zheng naturally dealt with Mr. Tang. Just like when he was practicing just now, he was in a normal manner and carefully cut the ball from his side.

But the four of them all have one thing in common, no matter who gets the ball, it will be passed to Yu Liu who is standing on the sideline.

Yes, Mr. Tang almost forgot about this Yu Liu.

Then what is Yu Liu doing?

Everyone in the audience laughed at this time because Yu Liu was making a joke.

Yu Liuxiang plays an offensive role, but she only receives the ball on the sidelines and does not dare to run into the middle.

Cuju was sent over, so he raised his foot and sent it to the other party's field.

But every time they are either intercepted or fly around the other party’s field.

After this, every time he kicked like this, the whole audience burst into laughter. When he kicked like this, the whole audience burst into laughter again.

Yu San wanted to go on stage and drag Yu Liu down, but after all, it was their Yu family's face to lose!

Mrs. Yu Er was also quite stunned. Although she guessed that they would lose, she didn't want to lose so ugly. If Prince Xiao hadn't played casually and beautifully, the money he bet would have been lost!

Tang Yi stomped her feet in an anxious manner, shouting desperately, "Fourth Master, Xiao Liu! Come on! Kick it well, come on!"

Yan Nan was not on the court at all, she felt that she was being quarreled and her hair was covered with saliva, so she had to turn around and said, "Miss Tang, don't worry, just believe in the Fourth Master."

Tang Yisi then found that there was a Yan Nan in front of him. She stepped on the gap between the golden cushions laid on the steps and rushed to the front to sit at Yuan Zheng's position just now. She looked at Yan Nan happily, "Young Master, are you a friend of the Fourth Brother?"

Yan Nan carefully stayed away from her, "Yes."

"Do you think the fourth brother and the others can win?"

"I will definitely win."

"Why?"

Yan Nan regretted that she had said something more than that just now. This "sugar" girl is really clingy!

"Because he is the Fourth Master Yuan." Yan Nan said inexplicably.

Tang Yi nodded with a look of finding a soulmate, "Yes, my fourth brother will definitely win!"

After saying that, he shouted to the field even more vigorously, "Second Brother! Come on!"

Yan Nan was so frustrated by the noise that she just wanted to hold her forehead and let Yuan Tangseng quickly take this monster away!

Taking advantage of the lively gap between the crowd, she turned her head from time to time to look at Chunni, who was sitting behind Liang Shaozai on the right.

Chunni's eyes fell on the Cuju venue, but her expression was still a little sad. Occasionally, people around her handed her tea soup or fruit spots, and she shrank like a frightened rabbit.

Yan Nang half-closed her eyes, Chun Ni must have been unwilling to do so.

Does she know what she is doing?

It's impossible not to know!

Then why is she pretending to be the daughter of the Prime Minister’s Mansion?

Being coerced or tempted?

Liang Shaozai sat on the left side of Prince Zhong, looking peaceful. He was indeed beautiful in appearance, but what was rare was his gentle elegance...

As if he noticed Yan Nan's gaze, his eyes suddenly fell towards Yan Nan.

It was too late to turn his head. Yan Nan hurriedly raised her eyes and fell behind him, pretending to smile with the person behind him, waved her hand, and turned her head safely.

Seeing that it was an ordinary boy who greeted someone, Liang Zhan withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention.

Yan Nan's heart was beating "dong dong" and only heard three drum beats on the court. The first game was over.

As expected, the Dizi team lost.

Unexpectedly, the Tianzi team scored 15 points and the Dizi team scored 10 points, and the loss was extremely bad.

Tang Yi lowered her head and was almost crying.

In the middle of the stand, Prince Zhong smiled and looked at Tang Hou, "Your second boy is very good, and he has made great progress."

Tang Hou Yizi, "Thank you for your praise, it's just a play, and the prince is not bad, but their team seems to be a little confused!"

"What do you think about Shaozai Liang?" Prince Zhong narrowed his eyes and turned to Liang Zhan.

Liang Zhan smiled slightly, "The Earth team may have to send out surprise troops."

"Oh? What do you say?" Prince Zhong looked at him with great interest.

"In terms of strength, the Tianzi Team is much higher than the Dizi Team as a whole. If there is no surprise, it is better to give up and admit defeat directly. But not only did they not admit defeat, they used this kind of playing style that makes people unable to see the purpose. I think there will be a backup plan."

"Haha!" Prince Zhong laughed and leaned back on the back of the chair.

"What kind of surprise soldiers can there be?" Tang Hou also looked at Liang Zhan with interest.

Liang Zhan shook his head, "Mr. Liang doesn't know either."
Chapter completed!