Chapter 425: Hard to Guard Against

Zhao Feng looked at the sky and nodded slightly.

Every program of the Chongyang Banquet is strictly timed.

According to the previous banquet arrangement, the dinner will start right after the last final.

The atmosphere will be more relaxed during the dinner, and guests can also walk around and communicate freely in the venue.

After Emperor Yongyuan's final speech, fireworks will be set off to end today's Chongyang Banquet.

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

Coordinating and planning such a high-standard grand banquet is a very laborious task 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 a disaster.

"Has the venue for the final been cleaned up?"

Zhao Feng confirmed with his subordinates.

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

"General Manager, everything is ready, ready for the two princes to compete at any time."

"Okay."

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

When he returned to the Cuju field, the audience in the stands had already rested enough, and were looking forward to the final.

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

Especially the two teams in the final are quite interesting.

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

Whether it is the black cat that kicked the third prince into the wind flow eye, or the sea holly flying in the sky.

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

Not to mention that they performed very well.

"The black cat vs. the sea holly is really exciting, and I don't know who will win?"

Before the game started, some people started to speculate.

"Need I say more? Of course it's the Sea Holly!"

"That pair of wings that can soar into the sky, no matter how you think about it, there's no solution."

"That's not necessarily true. The little black cat's power is so great that it can kick people into Fengliu's eyes. Such power may be able to shoot the Saker Falcon down from the sky."

"Yes, yes, in the first game, I didn't even see the ball clearly, and His Royal Highness the Third Prince was already in Fengliu's eyes. I'm afraid that the Saker Falcon couldn't react to such a speed."

"Nonsense, you can tell at a glance that you don't know the goods. The Saker Falcon is called the God of Ten Thousand Eagles. Its flying ability and eyesight are quite amazing. It's simply a foolish dream to want to kick the Saker Falcon with a ball."

"It's just that His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince's Saker Falcon has not grown up yet, otherwise there would be no suspense!"

Someone in the stands who knew more about the Saker Falcon said affirmatively immediately.

"That's not right. I heard that the Eighth Prince has raised this Saker Falcon for several years, and it's already so big. It's impossible that it hasn't grown up yet, right?"

Someone questioned immediately.

"You don't understand this, the growth of a Saker Falcon is not just about age, but it must go through trials to complete a complete transformation."

"Only after completing all the trials of the 'God of Ten Thousand Eagles' can it be called a true Saker Falcon."

"Such a Saker Falcon will break away from the category of ordinary beasts and become a spiritual beast."

This person proudly showed off his knowledge.

When the people on the side heard this, they were shocked and said:

"The Saker Falcon can actually grow into a spiritual beast. No wonder it has been in short supply!"

The discussion on the stands became more and more heated. Seeing that this person was knowledgeable, some people couldn't help but ask again:

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

"Uh..."

The person who had been talking about the magic of the Saker Falcon before suddenly became embarrassed and his mouth was stuck.

"The black cat is naturally not an ordinary thing, but this beast is too young and its features are not obvious. Even I can hardly see it."

"But I can be sure that this black cat is definitely a rare and exotic beast. Although it is probably not as rare as the Saker Falcon, it is also quite amazing."

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"Tsk, you dare to look down on me!"

Li Xuan listened to the words on the stands and couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

He glanced at the man who had been talking nonstop in the stands. He looked like an old scholar. Compared with other spectators in the stands, his clothes were simpler, and he had a single-piece magnifying glass on his chest. He looked like an old bookworm.

"You don't know anything, but you're still talking nonsense there, and you're making presumptuous comments 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 play on the sidelines.

Princess Ankang was looking forward to the game, and she walked to the Cuju field with Yu'er in her arms, holding Li Xuan.

The Eighth Prince was trembling with fear, and was reluctantly helped up by Xiao Mi Zi, and dragged to the field.

Princess Ankang had previously made him believe in Li Xuan's cat virtue.

He didn't believe it!

With Li Xuan's bad character that would scare him for no reason, the Eighth Prince thought that he would be in trouble in this game.

He had already thought about it. If the situation was not right later, he would immediately give up to save himself.

The miserable state of the Third Prince was vivid in his mind, and he didn't want to follow in his footsteps.

While the Eighth Prince was thinking about this, he was unknowingly pulled to the court by Xiao Mizi.

"Your Highnesses, are you all ready?"

Zhao Feng asked the two of them, holding the ball in one hand and the whistle in the other.

Princess Ankang nodded confidently.

The Eighth Prince wailed with despair.

Although the Eighth Prince's response was a bit strange, Zhao Feng, who was used to it, did not take it too seriously, but continued:

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

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

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

"I want this side, this side!"

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

The Eighth Prince was so anxious, and there was a reason for him.

The position he was occupying now was exactly the field where the Third Prince was kicked out of the game.

The Eighth Prince looked back at the Fengliuyan here, and felt a chill.

The Third Prince had been stuffed in there, and it was the Third Prince who had pooped his pants.

If the Eighth Prince unfortunately repeats the Third Prince's mistakes, he will be disgusted in the future.

At this point, the Eighth Prince had to accept his fate.

He could be kicked into the Fengliu Eye, but not into that Fengliu Eye!

He had the same "eye" as the Third Prince, how could he live in the future?

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

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

Maybe during this period, he could just give up.

Then he wouldn't have to worry about such a disgusting problem.

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

Then Zhao Feng blew a whistle, and the last Cuju game of the day, which was also the final of the Imperial Garden Competition this month, 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 head in confusion.

The Eighth Prince and Xiao Mizi got to the other end of the field from a distance, almost standing on the sideline where the goal was placed.

The Eighth Prince held the millet in front of him, revealing only a pair of eyes to look at Princess Ankang vigilantly.

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, which frightened the Eighth Prince so much that he immediately shrank behind the millet and dared not show his head again.

Princess Ankang saw the reaction of the Eighth Prince and looked back in confusion, but she did not find anything unusual, and she could not help but become more confused.

"Why is the Eighth Prince so afraid of me?"

The audience in the stands were also puzzled by the strange position of the Eighth Prince.

"Hey, the position here is so strange?"

"Yes, standing so far back, it 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 the sea holly to everyone before laughed.

Seeing that he was keeping the secret, someone asked at the right time:

"What did the old gentleman see?"

"Hehe, what can't be seen?" The old scholar smiled confidently and explained: "His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince has absolute confidence in his sea holly and wants to give it the entire stage of the competition."

When everyone heard this explanation, they all showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

"So that's it!"

Unfortunately, Princess Ankang on the field could not hear such a reasonable explanation.

Although Princess Ankang was puzzled, the game had to go on.

She didn't think about it any more, and kicked the ball directly to the Eighth Prince's Fengliu Eye.

As a result, the Eighth Prince and Xiao Mizi didn't even think about moving at all, just standing in the original position, watching the ball get closer and closer to Fengliu Eye.

When the Eighth Prince came on the field, he had already given Xiao Mizi a death order, and the only task in this game was to protect him.

Although Xiao Mizi was helpless, he could only follow the orders of the Eighth Prince.

In the opinion of the Eighth Prince, as long as he did not resist and ended the game as soon as possible, the possibility of him being in danger would be smaller.

No matter how bad the character of the little black cat on the opposite side was, it was impossible for him to do something bad to a person like him who did not fight back or say anything when he was beaten or scolded, and even greeted him with a smile, right?

Indeed, the Eighth Prince's idea was not bad.

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

"Lie——"

A Xiang shouted excitedly, and slapped the flying ball with his two claws, causing the ball to fall directly to where the Eighth Prince and Xiao Mi Zi were standing.

"A Xiang, why are you meddling in other people's business!"

When the Eighth Prince saw the ball flying towards him, he was immediately scared.

He was ready to raise his gun and surrender, but A Xiang forced him to fight back.

I don't know whether the Eighth Prince should say that A Xiang was loyal or rebellious.

In a hurry, the Eighth Prince pushed Xiao Mi Zi in front of him.

When Xiao Mi Zi saw the ball was close at hand, he subconsciously raised his foot to shoot.

When the ball started to fly towards Feng Liuyan on the opposite side, he secretly said in his heart that it was bad.

"Xiao Mi Zi, you are not obedient either, right?"

The Eighth Prince's exasperated voice sounded behind him.

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

"Xiao Mi Zi didn't mean it, it was subconscious..."

Xiao Mi Zi wanted to continue explaining, but was pulled in front of the Eighth Prince.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

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

The Eighth Prince hid behind Xiao Mi Zi, waiting for the opponent's response in fear and shock.

To be honest, he was really afraid that he and Xiao Mi Zi would be kicked out of the court together.

But this is better than being stuffed into the eyes of Feng Liu like the Third Prince before.

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

It should be said that when it comes to this, the Eighth Prince's brain turns faster than anyone else.

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

He never thought that he would scare the Eighth Prince into such a virtue.

"This kid usually looks very brave, why is he so cowardly now?"

Li Xuan didn't know how important face was to a prince.

Especially since the Eighth Prince was the leader of the little kids, if he made a fool of himself in public today, those little kids would probably laugh at him to death.

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

He could tolerate being laughed at by a group of strangers, but he couldn't tolerate being mercilessly mocked by the little kids.

"Xiao Mizi, remember this."

"We would rather lose the game than let me lose a bit of face!"

Xiao Mizi sighed at his master's unreasonable request.

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

Of course, Xiao Mizi just thought about this in his heart and didn't dare to say it out loud. He replied loudly:

"Xiao Mizi has devoted his life to this, and will never let it go after his death..."

Before Xiao Mizi finished expressing his loyalty, the ball whizzed straight to his face.

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

"Wow, I'm so quick to react!"

Xiaomizi was just proud of his quick reaction for a second, and then he heard a muffled sound behind him.

Bang!

"Oh no!"

Xiaomizi turned back and saw a ball growing on the neck of the Eighth Prince.

The ball spun slower and slower, and finally fell down powerlessly, revealing the Eighth Prince with a red face.

"Xiaomizi, die for me!"

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

"Your Highness, it was a subconscious, subconscious reaction!"

Xiaomizi stuck out his tongue and explained hurriedly.

Just now, when the Eighth Prince was talking to him, he didn't see the opponent kicking the ball over. When he reacted, his body had already started to move.

The Eighth Prince didn't expect that he had made such sufficient preparations, but he still lost to his teammates.

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

But when he glanced at the opposite side accidentally, he found that Princess Ankang was still kicking, and the black cat that he had been vigilant about was rolling on the ground with laughter.

After noticing his gaze, Princess Ankang hurriedly retracted her foot, and then put her hands on her waist and accused seriously:

"Ah Xuan, why are you so naughty!"

"We are playing Cuju, how can you kick people?"

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

"Huh???"