Chapter 419 Are You Making Trouble with Me?

Qin Zongyong's question expressed everyone's thoughts.

It was surprising enough that Li Xuan could play Cuju before.

But if you train well for a period of time, this kind of thing is not completely impossible.

Although the art of taming animals is rare, everyone has heard of it.

There are even many sects and families in the world who make a living by doing this.

Tamed beasts can be a considerable help, which is the consensus of most human beings nowadays.

It's just that the taming process is more complicated, and the more powerful the beasts are, the more difficult it is to tame them, unless they are tamed from the cub stage.

Therefore, the cubs of powerful beasts are always in short supply, and hunters are also a profession with a very high upper limit.

But no matter how you look at it, the black cat next to Princess Ankang is nothing more ordinary, just like an ordinary house cat.

Except for the shiny fur, there is really nothing special about it.

This is just such an ordinary little black cat, but it suddenly burst out with powerful power, which surprised everyone, even the bigwigs in the court sitting in the Taiji Palace.

"What happened just now?"

"It just passed through the romantic eyes of the third prince in the blink of an eye and fell into the hands of Zhao Zongguan?"

"Did Zhao Zongguan interfere with the game?"

"No way, how could Zhao Zongguan interfere with the game for no reason."

"..."

There was a lot of discussion in the stands, and many people with average eyesight didn't see the ball that Li Xuan counterattacked at all.

They were originally expecting the third prince's shot to score, but in a flash, Zhao Feng announced the new score with the ball.

"One to zero!"

But there were also people in the stands who saw the previous ball clearly, but their shock was no less than those who didn't know the truth.

"It's that little black cat!"

"Princess Ankang's cat took the attack from the Third Prince and kicked it back, but the power is too outrageous?"

"How can such a small cat have such great power?"

"What did you say? Was it that cat that kicked the ball in?"

"..."

The buzz of discussion sounded in the stands, and gradually everyone understood what had happened before.

But after hearing this outrageous fact, the audience in the stands became more and more curious.

"Rare and exotic animals, right?"

"Definitely rare and exotic animals, otherwise how could it have such strength?"

"The Thirteenth Princess actually has such a helper, no wonder he dared to bring a cat to participate in the competition."

The audience's attention was attracted by Li Xuan, and while discussing it, they carefully observed him.

But among so many people present, no one could tell Li Xuan's origin.

"Aren't you usually quite knowledgeable? Can't you tell what breed this cat is?"

"Such a cute and powerful cat, I also want one, I wonder what breed it is?"

"Don't think about it, it must be a very rare breed!"

"I didn't see it before, but now the cat looks more and more extraordinary."

"Look at the fur color, look at that... fur color, like satin, it must feel very soft."

"Hehe... kitten..."

"Hehe... powerful kitten..."

Li Xuan listened to everyone's discussion silently and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Oh, my damn charm."

He had long expected that if he took action, he would get such a reaction. Since the start of the game, he has been afraid of stealing the limelight from Princess Ankang.

Unfortunately, some things can't be hidden, just like the charm of his little kitten.

Unlike the complacent Li Xuan, the third prince on the opposite side stared blankly at his own goal, as if he had lost his parents.

He could never have imagined that the goal he was determined to score would actually make him lose points.

And to be honest, he himself did not see the goal clearly.

The power that Li Xuan showed just now was far greater than yesterday.

This also made the third prince despairingly discover that Li Xuan did not really play yesterday.

At least, that was the case from the previous goal.

But the third prince would never have thought that his bad luck had just begun.

Zhao Feng had previously intercepted the ball that passed through Fengliuyan and went straight to the stands. At this time, it landed gracefully and returned to its original position.

But Zhao Feng's penalty was not over, and the whistle was blown again.

"Your Highness the Third Prince used his true energy in the game, which violated the rules. You will be given a yellow card warning!"

Zhao Feng said, took out a yellow card from his sleeve and showed it to the third prince.

The third prince's expression froze, and there was a flash of panic in his eyes.

But Zhao Feng completely ignored these and continued his penalty.

He wrote down the name of the Third Prince behind the yellow card, and then drew a horizontal line through it.

"The captain will lose if he gets three yellow cards, and the players will be immediately substituted if they get three yellow cards. Other players can only come on as substitutes during the halftime break. Please pay attention, Your Highness the Third Prince."

Zhao Feng reminded the Third Prince.

"Since the Third Prince violated the rules, the ball possession has changed, and the Thirteenth Princess will kick off."

"The game continues."

Zhao Feng handed the ball to Princess Ankang, and then announced that the game would continue.

However, this series of penalties caused a commotion in the stands.

"Ah? Why did the Third Prince commit a foul?"

"Did he use his true energy just now? I didn't even notice it."

"Is it a misunderstanding? Or did Chief Steward Zhao see it wrong?"

At the first moment, everyone questioned the penalty.

Indeed, most people did not notice that the Third Prince secretly used his true energy.

But this kind of small action cannot be hidden from the masters.

All the people present were the elite class of Daxing, and there was no shortage of masters with good eyesight.

This was also the reason why many people frowned when the Third Prince kicked out that kick.

Before the game started, Zhao Feng specifically told everyone present the rules of this Cuju game, which mentioned that the contestants were not allowed to use their true energy.

Although the Third Prince's previous action was subtle, his action of attaching his true energy to the ball was too obvious.

After all, he was only at the sixth level of cultivation, and had just cultivated true energy and was at the level of simply mobilizing it in his body.

The Third Prince was able to attach his true energy to the ball because of his special skills, otherwise an ordinary sixth-level warrior would not be able to do this at all.

But he seemed to have forgotten that the referee on the sidelines today was Zhao Feng, the general manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

In public, if he still couldn't see the strangeness of this ball, then he wouldn't have to be the general manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs in the future.

The Third Prince had been successful in yesterday's knockout match with this move, so he subconsciously used it as his trump card.

But now he failed to gain an advantage in the game, and lost a big man in public.

The Third Prince's face turned green and red, and finally turned pale. This change was so wonderful.

"Hahaha, when did the third brother learn the face-changing trick?"

"If we compete with this in the future, I will have to admit defeat."

The eighth prince made a mockery without any concealment, and his voice was quite loud, almost spreading throughout the venue.

Everyone's expression also became awkward.

Many people had noticed something was wrong before, but no one came forward to expose it.

First, the identity of the third prince was more sensitive, and second, Zhao Feng was also the referee on the sidelines, so there was no room for them to meddle in other people's business.

But now the eighth prince was so straightforward in front of everyone to dismantle the third prince's stage, which made them a little unable to hold back.

In this occasion, as an audience, they absolutely could not laugh out loud.

But as the eighth prince continued to mock, the scene unknowingly began a big challenge of holding back laughter.

The third prince's mentality was not very good to begin with, and after being provoked by the eighth prince, he was on the verge of collapse.

At this time, the third prince felt that the audience in the stands were staring at him with mocking and critical eyes.

He accidentally caught a glimpse of the audience's expressions, and his hands and feet trembled, and his heart was in a panic.

The third prince never thought that a good stage for him to perform would become his execution platform.

He seemed to hear the whispers of the crowd in his ears, and his back was pierced by the pointing of the crowd, which made him extremely uncomfortable all over.

The third prince clenched his fists and a nameless anger began to surge in his heart.

He suppressed this nameless anger, and a roar was held in his throat, and he almost couldn't suppress it anymore.

But the third prince also understood that he couldn't lose his composure here, otherwise it would only make himself more embarrassed.

Zhao Feng watched the reaction of the third prince on the sidelines, and his eyes were more smiling.

At this time, someone in the Taiji Palace suddenly stood up, came to Emperor Yongyuan and knelt down to apologize.

"Your Majesty, I have taught poorly, please punish me!"

This man was over fifty years old, with a white face and long beard, a pair of sword-like eyebrows, and a heroic temperament.

He is Zhao Dinghai, Duke of Tan, one of the nine generals of the state.

Zhao Dinghai also has another identity, that is, the father of Concubine Zhao Shu, the grandfather of the third prince.

When the third prince was training in the army these years, it was Zhao Dinghai, the grandfather, who was responsible for arranging it.

Now, the third prince deliberately violated the rules in public and was cruel to Princess Ankang, which caused such a big loss to himself and the royal family. Zhao Dinghai was to blame, so he hurried up to apologize.

In the past few years, the third prince has not stayed in the palace much, and his enlightenment and teaching were all arranged by Zhao Dinghai, the grandfather.

As a result, Zhao Dinghai really couldn't give an explanation to Emperor Yongyuan for teaching the third prince like this.

The Taiji Palace suddenly became silent, and everyone was waiting for Emperor Yongyuan's response.

Emperor Yongyuan pondered for a while, looking at Zhao Dinghai who knelt down to apologize in front of him, and said after a while:

"It seems that the experience in the military formation is limited after all, and you still have to read more books."

Zhao Dinghai was shocked when he heard this, but he immediately bowed his head and said:

"Your Majesty is right!"

Seeing that Zhao Dinghai had no objection, Emperor Yongyuan also smiled:

"Your Majesty, there is no need to do this. The children are still undecided. It is not too late to discipline them now."

"Get up quickly. I will find a good teacher for Zhan'er in the future. It's no big deal."

When Zhao Dinghai heard this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but he could only say: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The Zhao family is now gaining prestige among the nobles. The third prince often trains in the army. In fact, it is more for the purpose of showing his presence, so that he can borrow it in the future, or even inherit the political legacy of the Zhao family.

But now it seems that Emperor Yongyuan has begun to dislike such actions and has blocked them.

The Taiji Palace is full of old foxes in the political arena. There is no need to think too much. You can draw a conclusion just by looking at the results.

It was Emperor Yongyuan's request that the third prince be confined to the palace and temporarily cut off contact with the military.

The third prince's misbehavior on the Cuju field today also made this matter a matter of course.

All the bigwigs in the Taiji Palace turned their attention back to the Cuju field outside.

But this time, they were not paying attention to the two players on the field, but the referee with his back to them.

Rather than saying that the third prince's misbehavior was a coincidence, they would rather believe that it was a carefully guided.

And the guide was standing in front of everyone.

After years of confrontation, they dared not underestimate this seemingly old eunuch.

"Your Majesty is also becoming more and more powerful."

The same idea emerged in everyone's mind tacitly.

Then, they all cast their eyes on a person vaguely.

Behind the table closest to Emperor Yongyuan, the silver-haired and dignified Prince Zheng was smiling and enjoying the Cuju game, and occasionally joking with Emperor Yongyuan, seemingly having a good time.

But everyone knows that even if it is as big as a dynasty, the power is only that much.

If someone wants more, someone else will lose.

If neither side gives in, a fight is inevitable.

…

"Why don't you serve yet? What are you waiting for?"

On the Cuju court, the Third Prince gritted his teeth and asked.

He felt uncomfortable being watched on the court, but Princess Ankang was staring at the ball, which made the Third Prince so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Ah? Oh..."

Princess Ankang came back to her senses and responded with some grievance.

Zhao Feng's previous penalty made Princess Ankang confused.

Although Zhao Feng judged the Third Prince to be fouled, Princess Ankang didn't notice it. She was still wondering if she had made a mistake, and as a result, she was greeted by the Third Prince's impatient urging.

Princess Ankang looked in the direction of Zhao Feng and saw that Zhao Feng had already blown the whistle to kick off.

She didn't dare to delay, for fear of provoking the Third Prince's urging again, so she casually passed the ball in Yu'er's direction.

The third prince was holding back a lot of anger and was going to get it back on the court.

"If you don't need the true qi, then don't use the true qi. My cultivation alone is enough to crush you."

"I'll kick down one of Ankang and that palace maid myself!"

The third prince was now in a state of disregard for winning.

He couldn't win beautifully.

He lost such a big man. Whether he won or lost, the final evaluation would not be much better. In this case, it would be better to just risk his face. After all, winning the game is the most important thing.

The third prince's eyes flashed fiercely, and his anger turned into hostility towards Princess Ankang and Yu'er. He just waited for the ball to reach his feet to give them a good show.

He saw the ball flying towards Yu'er, and he was too lazy to even look at it.

Yu'er's strength was not in the eyes of the third prince at all. He was most afraid of Li Xuan.

The third prince swept across the court, but unexpectedly found that Li Xuan was nowhere to be found.

"Where's the cat?"

The third prince muttered in confusion.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from behind Yu'er and touched the ball before Yu'er.

The kitten turned over and spun in the air, hugged its body into a ball, and turned into a small black ball.

The two balls touched each other, and then there was a shocking sound!

Boom——

The ball exploded with an outrageous roar, and in the blink of an eye it hit the belly of the third prince.

The third prince suddenly felt that the whole world began to slow down.

He glanced down in confusion and found that the ball twisted into a half-moon shape was already attached to his belly button.

Then, his pupils suddenly turned up uncontrollably, and his whole body was exaggeratedly folded in half.

When the third prince felt that his feet were in the air, his consciousness was also disconnected.

Puff——

A strange sound exploded, and the third prince was stuffed into the eyes of Fengliu with the ball.

The third prince's hands, feet and head remained on one side of Fengliuyan, while his buttocks, waist and legs were roughly stuffed into the other side of Fengliuyan along with the ball.

At this moment, the whole audience was silent.

Everyone stared with their eyes wide open and their mouths opened, but no one could make a sound.

"The third, the third prince... His Highness..."

"Daxing... the future god of war... has fallen?"

As the referee, Zhao Feng rushed to the goal as soon as possible, came to Feng Liuyan, and carefully checked.

The audience also raised their hearts, looked at each other, and didn't know how to react.

They came to watch the Cuju game, not to witness the fall of the third prince with their own eyes.

After Zhao Feng carefully observed the situation, he blew the whistle and made his final judgment.

"The score is valid."

"Two to zero!"

The audience in the stands still did not react, but silently cast their speechless eyes on the general manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

At this moment, they couldn't help but wonder if Zhao Feng had the signs of Alzheimer's disease.

"The third prince was kicked into such a mess by the cat, and you still care about the broken score?"