Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 335: It’s too late, the Taoist priest leaves the field to play ball
Playing polo definitely does not require Taoism. Although it is true that Tubo used tricks at the beginning, they did not use other means. Therefore, Meng Fan only planned to use his physical fitness to compete...

Fairness first.

It's just that he can tear dragons apart by practicing body training, so it's not worth mentioning.

Isn't he from Tang Dynasty?
"Of course." Meng Fan replied.

Seeing this, Wu Zetian's face brightened a little, and she nodded. She was actually very willing to see her favorite person in the limelight. She was also very happy when Li Xian was in the limelight... But now that her son has grown up and became a prince, he feels faintly disobedient to her. Propensity.

"Okay, aunt looks forward to your triumphant return."

Confidence in the words.

The Habayashi Army Polo Team is not a team that is too bad for future generations to see. Although they are the disciples of the generals, they must meet the basic requirements:

Try to raise the bow six times, raise the bow five times, and walk thirty steps with full armor and six meters of dendrobium (360 kilograms) on your body.

And Meng Fan can be called a god descending to earth, can't he win the game this time?

After saying yes, a certain Taoist priest got up and went to change his clothes. Actually, he wasn't very pushy, but he certainly couldn't get used to seeing the Tubo delegation get carried away with their ambition.

Soon, Meng Fan rode his horse onto the court, dressed in smart clothes and standing tall.

To be honest, his looks are good, and his points will not be lost no matter what he wears. He is the most handsome guy in the police force in the world of Hong Kong. When he walks on the street, he is often pestered by talent scouts.

In the Tang Dynasty, he showed himself as a Taoist priest, wearing simple clothes in green clothes, as if he were a god descending to earth.

Now he changes into a narrow-sleeved robe and wears a black gauze turban, becoming very heroic.

Seeing Meng Fan's handsome appearance and temperament, Wu Zetian had a proud smile on his face, as if to say, my Wu family is not bad.

Not far away, Princess Taiping's eyes were filled with sparkles, and she decided not to cheer for her two brothers for the time being.

Shangguan Wan'er, who was standing next to Wu Zetian, also had a smile on her face. She wanted to restrain herself, but she saw that the maids around her and the people in the monastery were also committing nymphomaniacs, so she did not restrain herself.

All in all, our soldiers are about to go on an expedition, preparing to attack and destroy Tubo, which has a disloyal heart and often harasses the four towns in the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty. The polo team, which represents the majesty of the imperial court, must not let the barbarians win at their own doorstep.

The seventh tom sounds.

The ball game started again, and the field that was a thousand steps long instantly turned into a battlefield.

Although Meng Fan hasn't ridden a lot of horses, his physical fitness is there. He is really tired of playing in the peak competition and comes to the fish pond to fry fish.

In addition, Datang's ball possession rate is not low. They are a bloody boy. If the stick is replaced by a Mo Dao, they can directly go to the frontier to kill the enemy. In addition, the saint is watching and the prince is personally off the field, making the game even more aggressive.

Seeing a Yulin military captain get the ball, Meng Fan shouted: "Pass!"

The man hesitated when he heard the words, and with a snap of his fingers, his thoughts went through his mind countless times, but the ball was still passed to him at the next moment.

Then Meng Fan immediately moved like a rabbit, controlling the string easily. He didn't ask anyone to protect his right wing, and directly struck with a single sword. On the contrary, the two cavalry on the Tubo side galloped like flying, like arrows off the string. They seemed to be protecting, but in fact they wanted to To interfere with the ball.

In his sight, the hole in the ornate wooden door was getting closer and closer. Meng Fan, who was still concentrating even though he was a slut, hit the ball very cleanly and extremely neatly.

All around suddenly fell silent.

There was just a snap, the timing and intensity were perfect, and the wooden ball was thrown in a beautiful arc in the air, right into the door and into the hole.

After a moment of silence, the stadium immediately became excited. Many young officials stood up, and some even jumped with excitement.

This is a crucial goal. After losing the opportunity, the Tang people first tied and then overtook!

"Colorful! Colorful! Colorful!"

The shouts are endless.

Li Lingyue ignored her dignity as a princess and clapped her hands and laughed happily. She hated Tubo to the extreme. These toads wanted to marry her into a bitter cold land. It was a pity that her mother-in-law and her grandfather did not agree to such an unreasonable request.

The originally proud envoy seemed to have eaten a fly, and pretended to be calm: "It seems that he has won. After changing people twice in such a long time, he is only one step ahead."

Next to him, a fifth-grade civil servant's face glowed with excitement. He was about to retort, but he immediately suppressed it and secretly said: "When we have a big advantage, we will severely criticize these unteachable Xirong."

"Cousin, I admire you!" "When we two brothers approached you just now, we could hear the wind blowing!"

Two brothers, Li Xian and Li Dan, came on horseback.

Meng Fan smiled, and then said to the Captain Habayashi who passed the ball: "Thank you for passing the ball in a timely manner, thank you."

The captain did not dare to neglect and held the ceremony on his horse.

After a short repair, the game started again. Listening to the sound of drums, it felt like we were on the battlefield. All we had to do was change the stick into a weapon.

This time the Tubo people did not dare to underestimate the enemy and sent two knights to stare at Meng Fan, but it was of no use.

Soon, the polo came to Datang again. Li Dan didn't hesitate. Hearing a familiar voice calling for a pass, he found the right direction and hit the ball decisively.

Admittedly, Meng Fan didn't need left and right guards, so Li Xian still brought several Yulin athletes closer to protect the left and right wings.

What interspersed coordination?
Riding straight towards the goal!

Everyone gave Meng Fan the trust that he would hit the ball every time, and the Taoist priest lived up to his trust. With a single blow, the solid ball flew hundreds of steps and landed in the door in an incredible way.

"Are you still human?"

His eyesight and strength far exceeded the Tubo envoy's imagination. He was sure that the man surrounded by everyone was by no means as simple as the Yu Lin Wei.

"Keep an eye on him for a while. If two people can't do it, then three or four!"

"In the past, Xue Rengui was defeated by our hands. Let us show our brothers and fathers the blood of our brothers and fathers. Don't be afraid of making big moves!"

"This Tang Palace is a battlefield!"

A Tibetan attendant immediately ran down to summon him.

Boom boom boom!
The drums sounded again, Datang was already two points ahead and only needed to score six more goals to win.

"Just pass it to me."

"well."

Meng Fan was having so much fun when he was torturing someone from a different race. He thought it was just a warm-up before slaying the dragon to get a good start.

The scorching sun is high in the sky, radiating thousands of rays of light, while on the loess soil, the heroes of the Tang Dynasty are vigorous and sweaty. Amidst the sound of horse hooves, their masculine roars rise to the sky.

Once, two Tubo knights, under the cover of their companions, broke through the left and right wings, rushed forward, and even tried to foul Daoist Meng to send him away.

Frankly speaking, if the atmosphere hadn't been so good and not suitable for bloodshed, Meng Fan would have wanted to blow the heads of these two bastards off with his bat.

Howling!
Amidst the neighing sound, the white horse put its hind hooves on the ground and stood up in time, easily avoiding the collision, not to mention causing the two to collide.

What will happen if two war horses collide in a charging posture and take their masters on their backs?
Two breathless figures flew out.

Raising his middle finger to the two corpses that had reaped their own consequences, Meng Fan took back the beautiful words he almost blurted out. To be honest, he hadn't been so indulgent in a long time.

Next, without any suspense, they broke in again and again, and the atmosphere was extremely heated.

From top to bottom, everyone in the Tubo delegation was dejected, as if they were mourning their heirs. They were proud at first, but now they are in utter embarrassment.

Being beaten like this in front of other envoys from other countries made his face extremely ugly.

Wu Zetian, who rarely smiled at ordinary times, could hardly close her mouth from ear to ear. She was not only happy because someone helped her regain her face, but also because the person who regained her face had Wu's blood flowing in her body.

She felt very happy that one of the children in the family was finally of great use.

Li Xian, who ended up injured, kept cheering, so much so that his sister often rolled her eyes at him, saying that he spoke too loudly and overshadowed her, and he didn't look like a prince at all.

"Cai! He has promoted the prestige of our country, the Tang Dynasty. I must report to my father and reward him heavily."

(End of this chapter)