Chapter 420 Are You Still Going to Kick?

After Zhao Feng announced the new score, he landed gracefully, showing his superb light-gong attainments.

But the problem was that the third prince was still stuck in the Fengliu Eye and couldn't move.

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

What's worse is that wet marks gradually appeared on his pants and continued to expand.

The audience closer to the Cuju field had already seen this obvious change, and their eyes were wandering, not knowing where to look.

Bang!

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

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

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

"Puff."

As luck would have it, someone beside him couldn't help laughing out loud.

Zhao Dinghai immediately glared at him, wishing he could eat his flesh alive.

"Uh..."

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

Qin Zongyong said with a smile, without any sincerity in his apology.

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

If Zhao Dinghai fought with Qin Zongyong in Taiji Palace again, their Zhao family would be completely disgraced.

Zhao Dinghai, who considered himself a cultured man, snorted coldly, turned his head, closed his eyes, and turned a blind eye.

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

Although Zhao Feng was the general manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he didn't dare to disrespect the prince. If it wasn't for the instruction of Emperor Yongyuan, how could he dare to treat the third prince like this in front of so many people?

Zhao Dinghai closed his eyes and had figured out the cause of the change in front of him. He could only sigh silently:

"Your Majesty is also forcing us to express our stance."

"From now on, it seems that none of the nine generals can get out of this matter."

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

He glanced around quietly.

In the Taiji Palace, the nine seats of the nobles happened to be the nine generals.

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

They also saw what Emperor Yongyuan meant, so naturally they had no intention of watching the fun on the Cuju field.

Only those who had made their choices long ago had smiles of gloating on their faces.

But whether the smile was from the third prince on the Cuju field or from his colleagues sitting at the same table, no one knew.

And maybe it was both.

…

“Your Highness, Your Highness…”

The three princes’ two eunuchs came running over and climbed up along the goal.

The two men were weak and frail now, and they were scared and at a loss.

When they climbed up along the goal, they missed several steps and fell down from above, and then they hurriedly climbed up again, looking as embarrassed as they could be.

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

He had checked before, and the three princes were not seriously injured.

The three princes were hit by a ball into the Fengliu Eye, which seemed scary, but in fact, it did not cause him much injury.

The only thing was that the ball had a strong rotating force, and it was all hit into the three princes’ stomach. It was inevitable that his internal organs would be cramped, but for a sixth-grade warrior, it was not a serious injury, and he could just use his true qi to relieve it.

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

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

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

"Naughty."

Zhao Feng smiled and shook his head, and walked away silently.

At the same time, the two eunuchs who served the third prince took great pains to take the third prince out of Feng Liu's eyes.

It must be said that the quality of the goal and the ball used in this game is quite strong, and there is no damage even after being so damaged.

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

"Be careful, be careful, don't fall on your highness!"

The two eunuchs who served him shouted repeatedly, both with crying voices.

They were the closest just now, and they had already smelled the strange smell on the third prince's body and touched the wet marks on the third prince's pants.

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

After the two of them took the Third Prince down from the Fengliu Eyes, they didn't know what to do. They were so flustered that they had already lost their composure and didn't know what to do.

The audience in the stands also stretched their necks and looked at the Cuju field, fearing that the Third Prince had really been in trouble.

The Third Prince had not reacted yet, lying straight on the ground, and it was really worrying to see this.

Even the Eighth Prince, who had been mocking him, couldn't help but stop talking and muttered:

"He was not really kicked to death, was he?"

"You are a sixth-rank cultivator, but you have practiced so much that you have gone to waste?"

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

With their master in such a state, the attendants would definitely not be able to get away with it.

Especially the two who accompanied the third prince to the game, Concubine Zhao Shu would not know how to deal with them.

But now that things have come to this, they still have to have the right attitude, at least there is still a chance of redemption.

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

"What are you doing?"

"Your Highness is in such a state, and you won't let us go. What on earth are you thinking?"

The third prince's attendants found a target to divert their firepower, and they immediately started to make a fuss.

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

They have always only followed Zhao Feng's orders, so naturally they would not care about the random accusations made by these attendants.

"Ah Xuan, didn't you kick the third prince to death?"

Princess Ankang asked with some concern.

Li Xuan immediately cried out in grievance and shook his head repeatedly.

He was very measured in his actions.

He said he would not kick the third prince to death, and he would never kick the third prince to death.

He could still do this little thing.

Moreover, Li Xuan used the Yin-Yang Qi to sense that the third prince had regained consciousness, but he just closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

"Is this kid trying to blackmail me?"

"If so, you are smart."

Li Xuan did not expect the third prince to be so smart.

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

"Damn it!"

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 coming, they did not dare to fart and silently stepped aside.

Zhao Feng smiled and said to the Third Prince lying on the ground:

"Your Highness, haven't you rested enough?"

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

But even if Zhao Feng said so, the Third Prince on the ground still didn't respond.

Seeing that the Third Prince was so ignorant, the smile on Zhao Feng's face slowly faded.

Then, Zhao Feng waved his hand and shouted to the eunuch in flowery clothes:

"Come here!"

"Change the pants for His Highness the Third Prince!"

The audience in the stands couldn't help but be puzzled 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 pants for the Third Prince. What kind of magical treatment is this?

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

His miraculous treatment method worked immediately. The third prince opened his eyes and glared at Zhao Feng, raising his hand and saying:

"No need!!!"

"Oh? Your Highness is fine?"

Zhao Feng asked in surprise.

"Don't you know whether my body is fine or not?"

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

Others didn't understand why Zhao Feng asked someone to change his pants. Didn't he know it himself?

"You humiliated me in public."

"I'll remember this grudge!"

The third prince stared at Zhao Feng and silently circulated his internal Qi.

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

"Your Highness, the Third Prince, are you still playing?"

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

Zhao Feng asked in a dull voice.

The third prince hesitated for a moment.

The previous goal made him suddenly see the revolving lantern of life in front of his eyes, and he still has lingering fears.

When he was training on the front line, some people once said that there would be such a strange phenomenon on the verge of life and death.

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

But when he thought of his embarrassing performance in today's game, he was unwilling to give up.

"Keep going, why not!"

"Let Ankang, the cat, kick me to death!"

The third prince said desperately, struggling to stand up from the ground.

As soon as he stood up, the smell on his body became stronger, especially now with a burnt smell.

Zhao Feng calmly took two steps away and laughed:

"Your Highness, you are joking. You are a sixth-rank warrior who can use true energy. How could a mere kitten hurt you?"

"Your previous performance was so realistic that it made me nervous."

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

Others thought about it and immediately felt that this was the case.

Although Li Xuan looked like a rare and precious animal, it took a lot of strength to kick a sixth-rank warrior so badly.

Zhao Feng was the general manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and his words were authoritative, which made everyone feel relieved.

"So it was the Third Prince who was joking before. You know what, I was really shocked."

"I didn't expect the Third Prince to be in the mood to joke. It seems that he is sure to win the game."

"Yes, I thought this game was very tense."

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

Only a few people with super strength knew what happened before.

Especially the wet marks on the Third Prince's pants, they saw it clearly.

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

If the Third Prince can joke to this extent, it is considered very desperate.

It is estimated that even the Eighth Prince, who is the most notorious outside, will have to give way to the Third Prince.

But when these people saw that the atmosphere on the scene had become relaxed again, they also understood Zhao Feng's "hard work", and no one exposed his lies.

Even Emperor Yongyuan in Taiji Palace praised him:

"You have a beginning and an end, and you are quite tenacious."

Obviously, this sentence was praising the third prince.

But the other bigwigs in the court understood that the third prince was just being played around by the poor.

Zhao Dinghai shook his head again and again, sighing in his heart:

"Silly child, you are still playing football!"

The third prince saw Zhao Feng slandering him and was about to explode, but he noticed the atmosphere on the scene and finally suppressed his temper and took advantage of the situation.

He forced a smile unnaturally and called the two attendants to continue the game.

This time, he did not hide it and ordered them to kick Yu'er down and deal with Princess Ankang himself.

But the two eunuchs looked at each other and couldn't help asking the question in their hearts:

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

When the third prince heard people mention Li Xuan, he was so angry that he said angrily:

"What should we do?"

"Besides hiding, do you two useless people have any tricks?"

The two eunuchs kept silent, and obviously couldn't come up with any good ideas.

Seeing their cowardly appearance, the third prince was even more angry, and couldn't help but kick them one by one.

"Listen to me, you two useless people, the first half is about to end, but you still have three chances to foul."

When Zhao Feng re-emphasized the rules to the third prince earlier, he actually reminded him.

"Take advantage of the last chance and kick that palace maid hard, kick her to death!"

"Anyway, I will definitely not use you two useless people in the second half, so feel free to use up all the foul opportunities."

"Do you understand?"

The third prince ordered with a ferocious face.

"Yes!"

The two eunuchs were trembling with fear and responded immediately.

"Huh?"

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

He 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 merciful.

The third prince, who had planned well, returned to the field with two eunuchs with a grim smile on his face.

The two legs of the third prince were slightly apart unnaturally, forming an outward eight, which seemed to be the sequelae of being stuffed into the Fengliu Eye before.

The goal just now was counted as a goal for Princess Ankang, so the ball belonged to the third prince.

The third prince organized the attack leisurely, and he completed the final touch of the ball and kicked it hard.

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

The audience who were watching the game happily were suddenly dumbfounded. They didn't expect such a change.

This ball was powerful and contained the strength of a sixth-grade warrior. Even without the blessing of true qi, it was not something that ordinary people could catch.

Princess Ankang's previous ball skills had already quietly won many supporters. Suddenly seeing her in danger, there was a cry of surprise from the stands.

But a familiar scene was staged again.

The ball returned straight to the original path as if it had been kicked against the wall, faster and more violent.

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

This ball was really not something he could avoid if he wanted to.

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

"Gan!"

This time, the third prince's body spun violently with the ball, bringing up a tornado, and was once again accurately stuffed into Fengliu's eyes.

At this time, someone in the stands exclaimed:

"Wow, the Third Prince has become more and more skilled at this trick, and now he can even fly backwards while spinning!"

"He is worthy of being the future god of war of Daxing."

"With this sense of humor and strength, who can match him!"

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

"No more kicking, no more kicking!"

"I won't kick you even if you kill me!!!"