Chapter 420 Should I still kick?

Chapter 420 Should I still kick?

After Zhao Feng announced the new score, he landed on the ground, demonstrating his superb Qinggong attainments.

But the problem is that the third prince is still stuck in Feng Liu's eyes and cannot move.

Judging from the way the third prince maintained such a difficult posture with his eyes closed, his head tilted, and his whole body relaxed, he should be unconscious at this time.

To make matters worse, wet marks gradually appeared on his pants and continued to expand.

Audiences who were closer to the Cuju venue had already seen this obvious change, and their eyes immediately wandered, not knowing where to look.

boom!

In the Tai Chi Palace, Zhao Dinghai, Duke of Tan, couldn't help but slap the table.

Seeing his grandson being humiliated in public, he was so angry that his face looked gloomy.

If it hadn't been in front of Emperor Yongyuan, I'm afraid he would have exploded long ago.

"Pfft."

It felt so good to die, but someone beside him could no longer hold back his laughter.

Zhao Dinghai immediately glared and wished he could eat his flesh alive.

"Well……"

"Old Zhao, I didn't mean it, I just couldn't help it."

Qin Zongyong said cheerfully, without any sincerity in apologizing.

Zhao Dinghai was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he didn't want to argue with this guy.

If Zhao Dinghai fights Qin Zongyong again in Taiji Palace, the old Zhao family will be completely embarrassed.

Zhao Dinghai, who considered himself a cultural person, snorted coldly, turned his head, closed his eyes, and became out of sight and out of mind.

But he also knew in his heart that his grandson was destined to suffer this fate.

Although Zhao Feng is the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he does not dare to be disrespectful to the prince. If it were not for the instruction of Emperor Yongyuan, how would he dare to treat the third prince like this in front of so many people?

Zhao Dinghai closed his eyes and thought clearly about the cause of the accident before him, and could only sigh silently:

"His Majesty is also forcing me to express my position."

"From now on, it seems that no one of the nine generals of the Zhu Kingdom will be able to stay away from the incident."

When Zhao Dinghai opened his eyes again, the anger in his eyes had faded and he regained clarity.

He quietly glanced left and right.

In the Tai Chi Palace, the nine seats on the noble side happened to be the nine generals of the Zhu Kingdom.

At this time, except for those who stood firm, everyone else's expressions were exactly the same as Zhao Dinghai's.

They all also saw what Emperor Yongyuan meant, and naturally they were not in the mood to watch the fun on the Cuju court.

Only those who had made their choice long ago had smiles on their faces that were filled with gloating.

But no one knows whether the person laughing is the third prince on the Cuju court or a colleague sitting at the same table.

And maybe it has both meanings.

…

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

The two eunuchs who were the third prince's personal attendants ran over and climbed up directly along the goal.

The two of them are now helpless, their souls are rising, and they have no master.

As they climbed up along the goal line, they stepped on the air several times and fell from the top. They hurriedly climbed back up again, which was as embarrassing as they wanted.

Zhao Feng stood aside, not looking anxious at all, just waiting quietly.

He had checked before and found that the third prince was fine.

The third prince had a ball shoved into Fengliu's eye. It looked scary, but in fact it didn't cause much damage to him.

The only thing is that the ball was driven into the Third Prince's stomach with a strong rotational force. It was inevitable that the internal organs would be cramped, but it was not a serious injury to a sixth-grade warrior. , just use your zhenqi to slow down and it will be fine.

However, the ball happened to hit the lower abdomen, which was a bit troublesome.

As we all know, this is relatively close to the intestines and bladder.

Zhao Feng raised his heels and knew that Li Xuan must have done it on purpose.

"Naughty."

Zhao Feng smiled and shook his head, silently walking towards the distance.

At the same time, the two eunuchs who served the third prince took great pains to take the third prince out of his romantic eyes.

It has to be said that the quality of the goal and ball used in this game was quite high, and even after being so battered, there was no damage.

It can be seen that the Ministry of Internal Affairs has made great efforts in this aspect.

"Be careful, be careful, don't throw His Highness!"

The two eunuchs who served nearby shouted loudly, both of them crying.

They were the closest just now, and they could already smell the strange smell on the third prince's body, and they could also feel the wet marks on the third prince's pants.

This matter must not be made public in public, otherwise how will the third prince behave in the future?

After the two of them removed the third prince from Feng Liu's eyes, they didn't know what to do. They were in a panic and had already lost their position, not knowing what to do.

The audience in the stands also craned their necks and looked at the Cuju court, fearing that the Third Prince was really having trouble.

The third prince has not responded yet, lying straight on the ground. This look is really worrying.

Even the Eighth Prince, who had been making sarcastic remarks, couldn't help but shut up and muttered:

"You weren't really kicked to death, were you?"

"After all, he is still at the sixth level of cultivation, but he has practiced it to the point of a dog's belly?"

There was a commotion on the sidelines, and the third prince's attendants were about to rush into the arena.

If the master becomes like this, the servants like him will definitely not be able to please him when he goes back.

Especially the two who accompanied the third prince to the game, Zhao Shufei might not know how to deal with them.

But now that the matter has come to this, they still have to have the attitude they should have, at least this way there is still some chance of recovery.

But as soon as they approached the sidelines, they were stopped by the eunuchs in colorful clothes at Zhao Feng's signal.

"What are you doing?"

"Your Highness has become like this and won't let us pass. What are you thinking?"

The Third Prince's attendants found a target to deflect fire and immediately started making a fuss.

But the eunuchs in colorful clothes had cold faces and did not waver at all.

They have always only followed Zhao Feng's orders, so naturally they don't care about the random hats of these few servants.

"Axuan, didn't you kick the Third Emperor Brother to death?"

Princess Ankang asked worriedly.

Li Xuan immediately screamed in grievance and shook his head repeatedly.

He was very measured in his actions.

If you say you won't kick the third prince to death, you will never kick the third prince to death.

He can still do this little thing.

Moreover, Li Xuan used the yin and yang true energy to sense and realized that the third prince had regained consciousness, but he just closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

"Is this guy trying to blackmail me?"

"If that's the case, you're smart."

Li Xuan didn't expect the third prince to be so witty.

"Do you want to interrupt the game this way?"

"hateful!"

When Li Xuan was thinking about what to do, Zhao Feng walked back to the third prince.

When the two eunuchs who served the third prince saw Zhao Feng approaching, they didn't even dare to fart and silently stepped aside.

I saw Zhao Feng smiling and saying to the third prince lying on the ground:

"Your Highness, haven't you had enough rest?"

"If you don't get up, you will lose the game."

But even though Zhao Feng said so, the third prince on the ground still didn't react.

Seeing that the third prince was so ignorant, the smile on Zhao Feng's face slowly faded away.

Then, Zhao Feng waved his hand and loudly ordered to the eunuch in colorful clothes:

"Here comes someone!"

"Give the Third Prince a change of pants!"

The audience in the stands couldn't help but wonder when they heard this.

The third prince was kicked unconscious and his life or death was uncertain, but General Manager Zhao asked someone to change the third prince's pants. What kind of magical treatment was this?

The next moment, Zhao Feng made everyone understand why he was the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Seeing that his miraculous treatment method was effective immediately, the third prince opened his eyes faintly, glared at Zhao Feng, raised his hand and said:

"No need!!!"

"Oh? Your Highness is okay?"

Zhao Feng asked pretending to be surprised.

"Don't you know if there's something wrong with my damn body?"

The third prince gritted his teeth and cursed the old eunuch Zhao Feng half to death in his heart.

Others don't understand why Zhao Feng asked someone to change his pants. Isn't it clear to him himself?

"In public, you humiliate me like this."

"I will remember this grudge!"

The third prince stared at Zhao Feng and silently circulated the Qi in his body.

Zhao Feng was still smiling, but suddenly he smelled a strange smell, which scared him so much that he immediately took two steps back and silently held his breath.

"Your Highness, Third Prince, are you still kicking?"

"If you don't continue, I will judge you as the loser and declare His Highness Ankang's victory."

Zhao Feng asked in a dull voice.

The third prince hesitated for a moment.

The previous goal suddenly turned the revolving door of his life before his eyes, and he still has lingering fears.

Back when he was training on the front line, some people once mentioned that there would be such a strange phenomenon on the edge of life and death.

The third prince didn't believe it before, but now he has to believe it even if he doesn't believe it.

But when he thought about how he had made a fool of himself in today's game, he was unwilling to give up.

"Continue, why not continue!"

"I have the guts to let that cat Ankang kick me to death!"

The third prince said with a bang, struggling to stand up from the ground.

As soon as he stood up, the smell on his body became even greater, especially now that it had a burnt smell.

Zhao Feng calmly distanced himself two more steps and smiled:

"Your Highness is joking. You are a sixth-grade warrior who can use Qi. How could a mere kitten hurt you?"

"It's true that your previous performance was so realistic that it made this old slave's heart lift."

Zhao Feng's voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the audience.

When others thought about it, they suddenly felt that this was the case.

Although Li Xuan seems to be a rare and rare beast, it takes a lot of strength to kick a sixth-grade warrior into such a state of embarrassment.

Zhao Feng was the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and his words were very authoritative, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

"It turns out that His Highness the Third Prince was joking earlier. Don't tell me, it really shocked me."

"I didn't expect His Highness the Third Prince to be joking. It seems that he is sure to win the competition."

"Yeah, I thought this game was quite anxious."

In the stands, the atmosphere of the audience suddenly became relaxed again, with laughter and chatter one after another.

Only those few people with superb strength know what happened before.

Especially the wet marks on the third prince's pants were clearly visible to them.

Although the wet marks are gone now, there are still yellow marks on the pants.

If the third prince could make jokes to this extent, he would be extremely desperate.

It is estimated that even the eighth prince, who has the most negative reputation outside, will have to give way to the third prince.

But when these people saw that the atmosphere at the scene became relaxed again, they also understood Zhao Feng's "painstaking efforts", but no one exposed his lies.

Even Emperor Yongyuan in the Tai Chi Palace gave a rare compliment:

"It has a beginning and an end, but it's pretty tough."

Obviously, this sentence is a compliment to the third prince.

But the other court officials understood that the third prince was just being pitifully manipulated.

Zhao Dinghai shook his head repeatedly and sighed in his heart:

"Silly boy, let's kick a ball!"

When the third prince saw Zhao Feng slandering him, he was about to get angry, but he noticed the atmosphere at the scene, and finally suppressed his temper and took advantage of the situation.

He smiled unnaturally and called the two attendants to continue the game.

This time, he didn't hide it anymore and explicitly ordered them to kick Yu'er out and take care of Princess Ankang himself.

But the two eunuchs looking at each other looked at each other and couldn't help but ask the doubts in their hearts:

"Your Highness, what should I do with the cat?"

As soon as Li Xuan was mentioned, the third prince felt angry and immediately said angrily:

"What do you mean?"

"Besides hiding, do you two losers have any tricks?"

The two eunuchs who served nearby remained silent, obviously unable to come up with any good ideas.

Seeing how useless they were, the third prince became even more angry. He couldn't help but give them a kick.

"Listen to me, you two losers. The first half is almost over, but you still have three chances to foul."

When Zhao Feng re-emphasized the rules to the third prince earlier, he gave him a wake-up call.

"You will take advantage of the last chance later and kick that palace maid so hard that she will die!"

"Anyway, I will definitely not use you two losers again in the second half. Just give me the confidence to use up all the foul opportunities."

"Do you understand?"

The third prince ordered with a ferocious expression.

"yes!"

The two eunuchs who served nearby were frightened and trembled, and they responded immediately.

"ha?"

Li Xuan, who was on the opposite side of the field, tilted his head. He didn't expect that the third prince would still be so dishonest after being kicked by him.

They even plotted against the two girls in front of him.

"This kid really deserves a beating."

Li Xuan shook his head, realizing that he was still kind.

The third prince, who had planned the plot, returned to the scene with two eunuchs at his side with a sinister smile on his face.

The third prince's legs were slightly spread apart unnaturally, forming an outward splay, which seemed to be the sequelae of having been stuffed into the romantic eyes before.

The ball just now was considered a goal by Princess Ankang, so the ball rights belonged to the third prince.

The third prince had enough time to organize the attack, and he took the final touch of the ball and kicked it out hard.

This time, the ball did not fly towards the goal at all, but went straight towards Princess Ankang.

The audience, who had been watching the game happily, were suddenly dumbfounded. They did not expect such a change.

This ball is powerful and heavy, containing the strength of a sixth-grade warrior. Even without the blessing of true energy, it is not something that ordinary people can follow.

Princess Ankang's previous skills had silently won her many supporters, but when she suddenly saw her in danger, a burst of exclamations rang out from the stands.

But a familiar scene happened again.

As if the ball had been kicked against a wall, it returned straight back, faster and harder.

At this moment, the third prince realized that he was young.

This ball is really not something you can dodge if you want to.

The familiar touch on his stomach came again, and the third prince only had time to utter one word:

"Gan!"

This time, the third prince's body rotated violently with the ball, bringing up a tornado, and was accurately inserted into Feng Liu's eyes again.

At this time, someone in the stands actually exclaimed:

"Wow, the third prince has become more and more skilled at this skill. Now he can even spin and fly backwards!"

"He is worthy of being my god of war in the future."

"No one can match this sense of humor and strength!"

But before the flattering words could reach the ground, a shrill voice sounded in Feng Liu's eyes.

"No more kicking, no more kicking!"

“I won’t kick you even if you beat me to death!!!”