Chapter 425: Hard to guard against

Chapter 425: Hard to guard against

Zhao Feng looked at the sky, then nodded slightly.

Every program at the Double Ninth Festival Banquet has strict time control.

According to the previous banquet arrangements, the dinner was about to begin just after the last final.

The atmosphere will be more relaxed during the dinner, and guests can move around the venue and mingle freely.

After Emperor Yongyuan delivers his final speech, fireworks will be set off to end today's Double Ninth Festival banquet.

When that time comes, Zhao Feng can breathe a sigh of relief.

The overall planning of such a high-profile grand banquet is quite labor-intensive even for him, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

In particular, there are too many details that cannot be ignored. If there is a slight mistake, it will lead to catastrophe.

"Has the venue for the finals been packed up?"

Zhao Feng confirmed to his subordinates.

He had other things to arrange before so he didn't pay too much attention to the venue.

"General Manager, everything has been prepared and ready for the competition between the two His Highnesses."

"good."

Zhao Feng replied with satisfaction, and then dismissed them after a few more instructions.

By the time he returned to the Cuju court, the audience in the stands had already had enough rest and were waiting with anticipation for the final.

After two games, everyone's interest has been lifted.

Especially the two teams in the final were pretty interesting.

Each team has animal tamers participating, and each has its own characteristics.

Whether it was the black cat that kicked His Highness the Third Prince into a romantic eye, or the sea holly that soared into the sky.

It is a rare thing that these two little guys can play Cuju.

Not to mention they performed extremely well.

"The battle between Black Cat and Hai Dongqing is really exciting. I wonder who will win?"

Before the game even started, people had already begun to speculate.

"Do I need to say this? Of course it's sea holly!"

"That pair of wings that can soar into the sky is incomprehensible no matter how you think about it."

"That's not necessarily true. That little black cat is so powerful that it can kick people into Feng Liu's eyes. This kind of power might be able to shoot Hai Dongqing from the sky."

"Yes, yes, in the first game, I didn't even see the ball clearly. His Highness the Third Prince was already in Feng Liuyan's eyes. I'm afraid even Hai Dongqing couldn't react at such a speed."

"It's nonsense. You don't know what you're talking about. Hai Dongqing is called the God of Eagles. His flying ability and eyesight are quite amazing. It's just a fool's errand to try to hit Hai Dongqing with a ball."

"That is to say, His Highness the Eighth Prince's Haidongqing has not fully grown yet, otherwise there would be no suspense!"

Someone in the stands knew Hai Dongqing better and immediately said with certainty.

"Isn't that right? I heard that the Eighth Prince has been raising this sea turtle for several years, and it's already so big. It can't be that it hasn't grown yet, right?"

Even if someone questions it.

"You don't understand this, right? Hai Dongqing's growth is not just about age, but also about completing the transformation through trials."

“Only by completing all the trials of the ‘God of Eagles’ can one be called a true Sea Holly.”

"This kind of Haidongqing will break away from the category of ordinary beasts and become a spiritual beast."

The man proudly showed off his knowledge.

When the people on the side heard these words, they immediately said in shock:

"Haitongqing can actually grow into a spiritual beast, no wonder it has always been priceless!"

The discussion in the stands became more and more lively. Seeing this well-informed man, some people could not help but inquire:

"What kind of breed is that little black cat? With such great strength, it must not be an ordinary beast, right?"

"Well……"

The person who had previously been explaining the magic of sea holly to everyone suddenly became embarrassed and his mouth was stuck.

"The black cat is naturally not ordinary, but this beast is still too young and its features are not obvious. It is difficult for even me to see it."

"But I can be sure that this black cat is definitely a rare animal. Although it is probably not as rare as the Haidongqing, it is still quite remarkable."

…

"Tch, how dare you look down on me!"

Li Xuan listened to what was said in the stands and couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

He glanced at the man who kept talking in the stands. He looked like an old scholar. Compared with other spectators in the stands, this man's clothes were simpler, with a single-piece spectacles hanging on his chest. Looks like an old bookworm.

"I don't understand anything, so I just talk nonsense and talk about my strength. I'll show you how powerful I am later."

At this time, Zhao Feng had already invited Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince to come on the sidelines.

Princess Ankang was looking forward to the competition. She hugged Li Xuan and walked to the Cuju field with Yu'er.

The eighth prince, on the other hand, was trembling with fear and was reluctantly helped up by Xiaomizi and dragged to the field.

Princess Ankang had previously convinced him of Li Xuan's cat virtue.

He believes in a ghost!

With Li Xuan's bad character of sneaking up and scaring him whenever there was nothing wrong, the Eighth Prince thought that his match would definitely be a disaster.

He had already thought that if something went wrong later, he would give up immediately to save himself.

The third prince's tragic situation was vivid in his mind, and he never wanted to follow in his footsteps.

And just as the Eighth Prince was thinking about this, he was unknowingly pulled to the field by Xiaomizi.

"Your Highnesses, are you ready?"

Zhao Feng asked the two of them with a ball in one hand and a whistle in the other.

Princess Ankang nodded confidently.

The eighth prince cried out in despair.

Although the eighth prince's response was a bit strange, Zhao Feng, who was not surprised, did not take it too seriously and continued:

"According to the order of advancing to the finals, Her Royal Highness the Thirteenth Princess will get the ball in the opening game, while Her Royal Highness the Eighth Prince has the right to choose the side."

"Your Highness the Eighth Prince, which side do you want in the first half of the game?"

Hearing that he had the right to choose sides, the Eighth Prince's eyes suddenly lit up and he said hurriedly:

"I want this way, this way!"

The Eighth Prince pointed to the place where Princess Ankang was standing.

There is a reason why the Eighth Prince is so eager.

The position he currently occupies happens to be the same field where the third prince was kicked out of the game.

The Eighth Prince looked back at Feng Liuyan and felt a sense of trepidation.

The third prince was stuffed in there, and the third prince even shitted his pants.

If the eighth prince unfortunately makes the same mistake as the third prince, he will have to die in the future.

At this point, the Eighth Prince also accepted his fate.

He can be kicked into the romantic eye, but he cannot be kicked into the romantic eye!

How will he behave in the future if he has the same "eye" as the third prince?

With this thought in mind, the Eighth Prince resolutely chose the other side of the field.

In any case, this will at least give him a buffer time of half a game.

Perhaps during this period, he might just abstain from voting.

Then he won't have to deal with such disgusting issues anymore.

The Eighth Prince chose the venue, and Princess Ankang obediently walked to the other side with the ball.

Then Zhao Feng blew the whistle, and today's last Cuju competition, which was also the final of this month's Royal Garden Competition, officially kicked off.

Princess Ankang was about to kick off, but when she saw the formation on the opposite side, she couldn't help but tilt her little head in confusion.

I saw the Eighth Prince and Xiaomizi reaching the other end of the field from a distance, almost standing on the sideline where the goal was placed.

The Eighth Prince held Xiaomizi in front of him, revealing only a pair of eyes to look at Princess Ankang across from him with vigilance.

No, to be precise, he was staring at Li Xuan behind Princess Ankang.

Li Xuan hid behind Princess Ankang and gave the eighth prince a dangerous smile. The eighth prince was so frightened that he immediately shrank behind Xiaomizi and never dared to show his head again.

Princess Ankang saw the reaction of the eighth prince and looked back in confusion. She found nothing unusual and couldn't help but become more confused.

"Why are you so afraid of me?"

The audience in the stands were also puzzled by the strange position on the Eighth Prince's side.

"Hey, the position here is so weird?"

"Yes, standing so far back is very disadvantageous for both offense and defense, right?"

The Eighth Prince's previous wonderful performance made the audience subconsciously think that he would not make such a low-level mistake.

The old scholar who explained sea holly to everyone before laughed.

Seeing that he was showing off his skills, someone immediately asked a timely question:

"What did the old gentleman see?"

"Hmph, what can't be seen in this?" The old scholar twisted his beard and smiled confidently, and then explained: "His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince has absolute confidence in his Sea Holly and wants to give it all the stage of the competition. ”

As soon as everyone heard this explanation, they all looked suddenly enlightened.

"I see!"

It's a pity that Princess Ankang on the court couldn't hear such a reasonable explanation.

Although Princess Ankang is confused, the game will continue.

She didn't think any more and just opened the ball with her foot, and the ball went straight to the Eighth Prince's Fengliu eyes.

As a result, the Eighth Prince and Xiaomizi didn't even think about moving. They just stood in their original positions and watched the ball getting closer and closer to Fengliuyan.

The Eighth Prince had already given a death order to Xiaomizi when he came on the field, and his only mission in this game was to protect him.

Although Xiaomizi had no choice but to follow the eighth prince's order.

In the view of the Eighth Prince, as long as he does not resist and ends the game as soon as possible, the less likely he will be in danger.

No matter how bad the character of the little black cat opposite is, he can't do evil things to a person who doesn't hit or scold him back, and even greets him with a smile, right?

Indeed, the eighth prince's idea was good.

Unfortunately, he forgot that there was another player on his team.

"唳——"

Axiang shouted excitedly, and slapped the flying ball hard with his two claws, causing the ball to fall straight to where the Eighth Prince and Xiaomizi were standing.

"Axiang, why are you meddling in other people's business?"

When the Eighth Prince saw the ball flying towards him, he suddenly felt like he was dead.

He was ready to surrender with his gun raised, but Axiang forced him to resist.

I don't know whether the Eighth Prince should call Axiang loyal or rebellious.

The Eighth Prince was anxious and pushed Xiaomizi in front of him.

When Xiaomizi saw the ball close at hand, he subconsciously raised his foot to shoot.

When the ball started flying towards Feng Liuyan on the opposite side, he secretly said something bad.

"Xiaomizi, you're not obedient either, right?"

The eighth prince's furious voice sounded behind him.

"Your Highness, don't be angry. Your Highness, don't be angry."

"Xiaomizi didn't do it on purpose, just subconsciously..."

Xiaomizi wanted to continue explaining, but was pulled in front of him by the Eighth Prince.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

"Just remember to protect me during this game and don't care about anything else!"

The Eighth Prince hid behind Xiaomizi, waiting in shock and fear for the response from the other side.

To be honest, he was really afraid that he and Xiaomizi would be kicked out of the field later.

But this is better than being thrust into Feng Liu's eyes like the third prince before.

His initial position was to prevent such a situation from happening.

Should he say it or not, at times like this, the Eighth Prince's mind was spinning faster than anyone else's.

Seeing the various performances of the Eighth Prince, Li Xuan had already been lying on the ground laughing non-stop, even ignoring the Cuju competition.

He never imagined that he would frighten the eighth prince into such a virtuous person.

"This kid usually seems quite brave, why is he so timid now?"

Li Xuan still doesn't know how important face is to a prince.

Especially since the Eighth Prince is still the child king of the little beans, if he makes a fool of himself in public today, those little beans will probably laugh at him to death.

This is also the fundamental reason why the Eighth Prince would rather die than be humiliated.

He could endure being laughed at by a group of strangers, but he couldn't stand being mercilessly ridiculed by the little beanies.

"Xiaomizi, please remember this."

"We would rather lose the game than let me lose any face!"

Xiaomizi sighed at her master's unreasonable request.

"You have already lost the game, how can you not be embarrassed at all?"

Of course, Xiaomizi just thought about this in his mind and did not dare to say it out loud. He replied loudly:

"Xiaomizi worked hard and died. He will not let it go..."

Before Xiaomizi finished expressing his loyalty, the ball went straight to his face with a whooshing sound.

Xiaomizi was so frightened that he shrank his head, but he dodged the ball.

"Oh, thank you for my quick response!"

Just a second after Xiaomizi was proud of her quick reaction, she heard a muffled sound coming from behind her.

boom!

"Oops!"

Xiaomizi turned around suddenly and saw a ball on the eighth prince's neck.

The ball spun slower and slower, and finally fell down, revealing the red-faced Eighth Prince.

"Xiaomi Ziyou, come and die!"

The Eighth Prince was so angry that he grabbed Xiaomizi's neck and shook him.

"Your Highness, it's a subconscious, subconscious reaction!"

Xiaomizi stuck out his tongue and explained quickly.

The Eighth Prince was talking to him just now, but he didn't see the opponent kicking the ball over. When he realized it, his body had already moved.

The Eighth Prince did not expect that even though he had made such sufficient preparations, he would still lose to his teammates.

After he taught Xiaomizi a lesson, he planned to end this pain quickly and raised his hand to give up.

But when he accidentally glanced across the way, he found that Princess Ankang was maintaining her kicking movements, while the black cat he had been wary of was lying on the ground rolling around laughing.

Realizing her own gaze, Princess Ankang hurriedly stopped her steps, then placed her hands on her hips and accused in a serious tone:

"Axuan, why are you so naughty!"

"We are in a Cuju competition, how can we kick someone?"

Li Xuan and the Eighth Prince were stunned at the same time:

"Um???"