Chapter 428 Cuju Is Really Interesting

The woman's clothes looked much simpler than those of the others present.

Although it was beyond the reach of ordinary people, she was still eye-catching among the nobles.

After all, today was the annual Chongyang Banquet.

This was a royal banquet attended by Emperor Yongyuan and Empress Wu, and all the guests dressed themselves up very decently.

But for the woman, this seemed to be her limit.

Seeing that her mother did not answer her question but was mumbling to herself, the little girl who asked the question felt a little dissatisfied.

But when she heard the words her mother was muttering, she couldn't help but say unexpectedly:

"Mom, do you know that princess?"

The little girl's voice was not small, which attracted the attention of several people around her.

The woman came back to her senses at this time and covered the little girl's mouth with her hand.

But the woman's nervous expression immediately returned to normal, and she smiled and said to the little girl:

"Nannan, that's the princess."

"Mom, how do you know her?"

"Be good, watch the game carefully, don't disturb others."

The little girl felt a little strange, but she just said "Oh" obediently, stretched her neck to look at the Cuju field.

The woman's face was natural, and she didn't care about the gazes of others around her.

Others just looked at her a few more times and then retracted their gazes.

Those sitting in such marginal positions have a low status in Daxing, and each has their own difficulties. No one should laugh at anyone else.

After calming down for a long time, the woman glanced at a seat not far away.

There sat a middle-aged man with a beard and unkempt appearance. He looked so shabby among the audience. The people around him sat far away from him, leaving a large space for him.

This person was staring at the game on the Cuju field, and seemed to be deeply attracted and staring at it.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man seemed to sense someone else's spying, and turned his head to meet the woman's gaze.

The moment their eyes met, they recognized each other.

But at the same time, they tacitly looked away, with a dim look in their eyes.

And there are many people like this in the stands.

But without exception, their positions are on the edge.

Once, they were also glorious.

At that time, they gathered around the stunning foreign woman, and they were also a force that could not be ignored in Daxing.

But now...

It's better not to mention it.

Originally, they had already accepted their fate, but the performance of Princess Ankang in front of them really made them unable to ignore it.

They had never thought that the sickly little princess back then would thrive to this extent.

"God is not completely blind..."

The middle-aged man with a beard couldn't help laughing as he watched the game.

...

On the Cuju field, you go back and forth, and the kick is very intense.

Li Xuan lay on the ground and watched the game leisurely, watching Princess Ankang kick better and better, and getting more and more excited.

The audience in the stands, even those who didn't know much about Cuju, could see the terrifying speed of Princess Ankang's improvement.

Originally, some people sneered at the exaggerated statement that Princess Ankang was a Cuju genius.

But now, all these people shut their mouths.

The Eighth Prince on the opposite side was also facing a great enemy, and dared not slack off at all.

His Cuju suit had long been soaked with sweat, but he didn't care about it at this time. He stared at the trajectory of the ball with all his attention, fearing that he would lose another goal if he lost his mind.

Five to seven.

The Eighth Prince was still leading by two points, but the pressure on him was increasing.

The Princess Ankang on the opposite side was like a growing monster. The more the Eighth Prince resisted, the faster Princess Ankang's ball skills grew.

Until now, Princess Ankang could play back and forth with them with only Yu'er, and even steadily narrowed the score.

The Eighth Prince was horrified to find that even without Li Xuan, Princess Ankang was able to compete with him.

At this point, almost as soon as the Eighth Prince used a new move, Princess Ankang could immediately copy it.

After a few rounds, the same move made her more proficient than the Eighth Prince.

Li Xuan had opened his eyes at some point and was observing Princess Ankang carefully.

"Strong physical fitness, coupled with terrible comprehension and imitation abilities."

"Is this the legendary copy princess, Little Ankang?"

It was only at this time that Li Xuan realized how terrifying Princess Ankang's talent was.

In the past, Princess Ankang was able to perfect the ninth-grade martial arts after only three practices. Li Xuan thought it was mainly because of the strange coldness in her body, which caused her special physique.

But now it seems that it is not just that.

At least in Cuju, Princess Ankang also showed an outrageous talent.

"Is it because of her current physical fitness that she can better play this talent?"

Li Xuan thought about it and found that Princess Ankang was also very fast in practicing the stone-slinging method.

The stone-slinging method is not a real martial art, but a method of exerting force, which can be regarded as a special skill.

Li Xuan vaguely realized that perhaps Princess Ankang's talent could be applied to any skill that uses the body.

This is true for the stone-slinging method and Cuju.

"In addition to martial arts, the skills of using the body..."

Martial arts will make the coldness in Princess Ankang's body change until it breaks through a certain critical point, and the outbreak of coldness will be stronger.

Although martial arts will greatly improve Princess Ankang's physique, it also contains risks.

But other skills that use the body do not seem to have such concerns.

At least, so far, the stone-slinging method and Cuju have not shown any signs of stimulating the coldness in Princess Ankang's body.

"If only some skills are taught to Ankang, combined with her physical fitness..."

Li Xuan looked at Princess Ankang sweating on the Cuju field, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Interesting, worth a try!"

Li Xuan had always complained that Princess Ankang's self-protection ability was not enough, and now he had a direction to try.

At this moment, Princess Ankang ran to Li Xuan's side to save the ball, and was about to step on his tail.

Princess Ankang was holding back her smile, and her eyes deliberately did not look down, staring at the ball seriously.

"This damn girl."

Li Xuan could see what Princess Ankang was planning.

"It seems that the intensity of the game is not enough."

"Old Eight, you can't do this."

Li Xuan took the time to despise the panting Eighth Prince on the opposite side.

Compared with him, Princess Ankang was still only slightly sweating, and her terrible physical strength was bottomless.

Just when Princess Ankang's malicious foot was about to step on Li Xuan's tail, Li Xuan rolled over and avoided the sneak attack.

"Hmph~"

Li Xuan lay on the ground, with a paw on his chin, and snorted disdainfully.

Princess Ankang pouted her lips after being ridiculed, and then she had another trick.

After Princess Ankang kicked the ball back, she suddenly staggered and took a series of small steps, launching a series of pursuits on Li Xuan's big tail.

Li Xuan repeated his old trick and rolled to the side again.

This time, Princess Ankang chased him one step, and he rolled a circle.

One person and one cat, chasing and rolling, faster and faster.

Li Xuan spun on the ground, almost rolling into a small black shadow.

"Pah!"

"Meow! (Ouch!)"

The naughty man and cat bumped into Zhao Feng on the sidelines.

Li Xuan bumped into Zhao Feng's feet, and Princess Ankang bumped into Zhao Feng's body-protecting Qi.

Princess Ankang's body was supported by Zhao Feng's body-protecting Qi, and it felt like she had bumped into a ball of cotton. The momentum on her body was quickly resolved and she stood firm.

Li Xuan touched the back of his head and shouted in dissatisfaction:

"Meow? (Why don't you use the body-protecting Qi to catch me?)"

Although Li Xuan knew that he had a head of copper and an arm of iron, this was not a reason for Zhao Feng to treat him differently.

Zhao Feng glared at the two of them and whispered:

"This is a game, be serious, don't play around!"

"Your Majesty is still watching in the Taiji Palace."

Hearing this, Li Xuan didn't care to blame Zhao Feng, and laughed foolishly with Princess Ankang.

Zhao Feng shook his head slightly, and the next moment he blew the whistle.

"Six to seven!"

"The first half is over."

Li Xuan and Princess Ankang both looked at the opposite side of Feng Liuyan unexpectedly. They didn't expect that Princess Ankang's kick just now actually scored.

It turned out that the Eighth Prince and Axiang had consumed too much energy and were unable to defend the last ball.

Axiang tried to flap his wings, but the weak breeze had no effect on the ball.

If Axiang hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been kicked into Fengliuyan with the ball.

Zhao Feng's whistle at this time was like the sound of nature to them.

Axiang immediately flew down and stood on the shoulder of the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince was finally helped off the court by Xiao Mizi.

Immediately, the Eighth Prince's attendants gathered around, some gave him massages, some gave him water, and made quite a scene.

The three little ones walked easily to the rest area on the sidelines, sat down to drink water and rest, and watched the scene on the Eighth Prince's side.

"It's just a Cuju, how can the starling be so tired?"

"This body is too weak."

Princess Ankang shook her head and said contemptuously.

Li Xuan had been lying on the court just now, so he was naturally not very tired, and he nodded shamelessly beside her to echo Princess Ankang's words.

On the contrary, Yu'er, who had been fighting against the opponent with high intensity with Princess Ankang during the game, did not have the terrifying physical strength of Princess Ankang, so she was so tired that she couldn't say a word.

She wanted to speak up for the Eighth Prince and tell Princess Ankang that not everyone was like her, possessing bottomless physical strength.

But Yu'er really didn't even have the strength to speak.

At this time, Princess Ankang also noticed Yu'er's fatigue and said in surprise:

"Ah, why is Sister Yu'er so tired?"

"Ah Xuan blames you for being lazy in the first half."

"In the second half, let Sister Yu'er have a good rest, and you come to play football with me."

After hearing this, Yu'er wanted to wave her hand and say that she could still play.

But she found that she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

In the first half, the pace of the game was unusually fast because Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince were competing with each other.

The audience was very happy to watch, but the players on the field were exhausted.

Li Xuan meowed and agreed obediently this time.

He could also see that Yu'er had indeed reached the limit of her physical strength and shouldn't continue to force herself.

Anyway, Li Xuan deliberately slacked off in order to let the Eighth Prince play well. Now that the Eighth Prince has also become motivated, there is no need to continue slacking off.

Li Xuan just needs to cooperate with Princess Ankang. According to the current trend of the game, Princess Ankang may use her physical advantage to defeat the Eighth Prince.

He turned his head to look at the opposite side. The Eighth Prince was slumped in the chair, sweating all over, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

"I don't know if he can hold on in the second half."

Li Xuan even worried about the Eighth Prince.

The break time was over soon.

Before the Eighth Prince had enough rest, he was helped onto the court by Xiao Mizi again.

It was his turn to kick off in the second half.

The Eighth Prince took the ball and prepared to attack first.

But in his eyes, the opposite side's Feng Liuyan began to rotate slightly, making it impossible for him to aim accurately.

The Eighth Prince shook his head violently to dispel the confusion in his mind.

He knew that his body was about to give up.

But when the Eighth Prince saw Princess Ankang, who was still full of energy, he couldn't help but mutter:

"Is my physical strength not as good as Ankang's?"

"What a joke!"

The Eighth Prince encouraged himself.

More importantly, he saw the full fighting spirit in Princess Ankang's eyes.

Princess Ankang was looking forward to the game with him.

As people who love Cuju, how could the Eighth Prince disappoint Princess Ankang?

"Ankang, I will let you know what real Cuju is!"

The Eighth Prince said loudly, also to encourage himself.

Princess Ankang's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she also replied loudly:

"Myna, let's have a blood-boiling contest!"

The audience on the stage saw that the two princes had such fighting spirit, and they couldn't help but look forward to the excitement of the second half.

They were so excited in the first half, and it seemed that the excitement would continue in the next half.

After Zhao Feng on the sidelines confirmed that both sides were ready, he immediately blew the whistle to start the second half.

…

A quarter of an hour later.

“Beep——”

“The game is over.”

“33 to 9, Princess Ankang wins!”

As Zhao Feng blew the whistle, the exhausted Eighth Prince fell to the ground.

Xiao Mizi crawled over immediately and said to the Eighth Prince:

“Your Highness, you did it!”

“You held on until the last moment of the game!”

“You are Xiao Mizi’s pride~”

Xiao Mizi said to the Eighth Prince with all her strength.

The Eighth Prince smiled slightly, as if he had no regrets in his life, and slowly closed his eyes.

“Your Highness——”

The Eighth Prince’s attendants rushed onto the field at the moment the game ended, taking the Eighth Prince with them to take emergency measures.

“Not that bad, right?”

Princess Ankang muttered.

She complained to Li Xuan with grievance:

"Myna didn't move much in the second half, it was Xiao Mi Zi and A Xiang who worked hard."

"The game was over, but he fainted."

Li Xuan thought about it and it was indeed the case.

When the eighth prince kicked off in the second half, he fell to the ground with a weak leg, and then he hardly stood up.

The rest of the time was Xiao Mi Zi and A Xiang fighting hard.

As a result, the game was almost over, and the eighth prince finally got up and staged the "tragic" drama just now.

"You are quite dramatic."

Li Xuan complained in his heart.

The audience didn't expect the final to end like this.

But it was very reasonable when you think about it.

The intensity of the first half of the game was difficult for ordinary people to sustain, but no one expected Princess Ankang to be fine.

In the second half, the eighth prince obviously had a physical collapse and didn't even have the strength to get up.

And Princess Ankang was still showing her superb ball skills.

Although Xiao Mi Zi and A Xiang wanted to resist, they were both physically limited and almost completely lost the power to resist in the end.

If Princess Ankang hadn't found the game boring in the end, the score difference would have been even greater.

But no matter what, the two-day Cuju competition finally came to a conclusion.

Princess Ankang won again and became the winner of this month.

In the stands, the audience also applauded Princess Ankang's excellent performance.

Many people who are keen on Cuju have become loyal supporters of Princess Ankang.

"It would be great if we could invite Princess Thirteen to play a friendly match with us."

In the stands, the bearded soldiers who are most enthusiastic about Cuju all thought so.

Today, everyone has a very deep impression of Princess Ankang.

"Ah Xuan, Sister Yu'er."

"Playing Cuju is really fun."

On the Cuju field, Princess Ankang said with a smile while enjoying the cheers of the audience.