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Chapter 131 The Dangerous Feeling (2)
The shocking cheers and shouts made Shikoku Laishi who was sitting on the upper seat curl his lips fiercely, and rolled his eyes repeatedly with an unbearable look. This unscrupulous Daqin is crazy about money!

Leng Xia walked from the side of the paddock to the upper seat, Xiao Feng happily jumped to her side, pulled her to sit down, and said excitedly: "Why are you here now, you don't know how Beiyue won South Korea just now, really no Thinking of that kid's usual cowardly appearance, he can do a lot of kicking!"

Leng Xia scanned the crowd, looking for Zhan Beilie's figure, and then stopped by the fence in the field.

At this time, Zhan Beilie had a handsome face, and looked at the field expressionlessly. Feeling her gaze, he turned his head and hooked his lips to her, his eyes instantly filled with warmth.

An affectionate look fell on Dongfang Run, who was sitting on the far seat, and his long and narrow eyes narrowed with an inexplicable expression.

In the paddock, the riding, shooting and wrestling have all come to an end, and a Cuju competition is going on.

After Da Qin completely defeated South Korea in the first game, and Dong Chu narrowly defeated Xi Wei in the second game, the winners of the two sides are competing for the first place.

Daqin's side was led by Zhan Beiyue, and the formation was [-], while Dongfang Lu on Dongchu's side was [-]. After the two sides sounded a crisp gong, the match officially started.

Away serve.

Dongfang Lu turned his right foot and used a turn around to pass the ball to the player on the left. The tacit cooperation was extremely fast.

Zhan Beiyue flew in front of him, kicked the ball abruptly from the opponent's feet with an oblique flower arrangement, and the ball crossed an arc in the air. He avoided an opponent player who was grabbing the ball, flipped in mid-air, and easily clipped the ball to the double. in the foot.

He shuttled among the opponent's players as slippery as a loach, without the slightest fatigue from the big fight just now.

The people of Daqin outside the arena held their breath, waiting for their Prince Yue to make a good start.

Suddenly there was a loud shout, Zhan Beiyue a golden Buddha grinder, and its tricky angle escaped everyone's siege, kicked, scored!
Whoa!
The venue suddenly boiled, and the sound of cheers and shouts from the people was deafening.

Dongfang Lu's eyes were dark and cold, and his fierce eyes swept over his team members one by one. His left hand hidden by his side made a strange movement. The team members understood and scattered.

The game continues.

After suffering a few dark losses in a row, the Dongchu team members suddenly gathered around Beiyue at the same time as if they had been negotiated, leaving no gaps in the containment and protection.

Suddenly, one of the players' body turned inward, just blocking the eyes of the referee on the sidelines.

Zhan Beiyue's heart sank, before he had time to react, he heard a crisp sound coming from below!
Click!

Immediately afterwards, a tearing bone-biting pain suddenly hit the right leg, spreading rapidly to the whole body.

Zhan Beiyue rolled on the ground with his legs crossed and his face pale. He didn't expect Dongfang Lu to use such a sinister trick, even tying iron rods to his team members' legs!

A gong sounded and the game was suspended.

The people of Daqin stared at each other in surprise. Although injuries in collisions in Cuju competitions were common, seeing the prince of Yue sweating like rain and his face pale, the injury was too serious!

For a while, voices of doubt and anger came one after another, asking the referee to check the scene one after another, and the scene was chaotic.

"quiet!"

A deep shout suddenly sounded, the voice was as deep as a bell, majestic and domineering, it exploded in everyone's ears, making everyone silent involuntarily, not daring to take a breath.

Zhan Beilie walked to the field in stride, and stood in front of Dongfang Lu, his stern face showed no emotion at all, and his eagle eyes shot straight at him.

With a heavy oppressive feeling on his body, Dongfang Lu couldn't help but took a step back in panic, his long and narrow eyes twinkling guiltily.

"The First Prince's skills are really good, and Beiyue's poor golf skills have ruined the First Prince's happiness..." Zhan Beilie sneered, his handsome face was full of frost, and he said slowly but unquestionably, "My King Play with you!"

The gong sounded again.

Since Zhan Beilie came on the field, Dongchu has never scored a goal.

He swept across the field like a hurricane, and everywhere he went was filled with smoke and dust. Dongchu players were already shocked by him one meter away before they got close. Not to mention intercepting the ball, they couldn't even see the ball!

Dongfang Lu looked at Zhan Beilie coldly. When he scored the fourth goal, his eyes were gloomy again. He secretly changed his formation and started to defend in a one-one-three way.

Zhan Beilie came with the ball like a rainbow, Dongfang Lu secretly snapped his fingers, and his subordinates immediately repeated the old trick.

This kind of trick is naturally not in the eyes of the Daqin God of War. His body is like lightning, his feet are flying, and he has already passed through the encirclement in an instant. The swallow returned to the nest, the Buddha crowned the bead, and the ball flew out from his feet, spinning rapidly in the air. , slammed into Dongchu's goal!

In the cheering auditorium, Leng Xia chatted with Xiao Feng, and at the same time smiled admiringly, watching the battle leisurely with arms crossed.

Suddenly, her face turned cold, and her phoenix eyes shot out a cold and murderous look.

Dongfang Lu in the field quickly took out a paper bag from his waist, held it in his hand and moved towards Zhan Beilie.

On the other side, Zhan Beilie was concentrating on the battle, and didn't notice his tiny movement at all.

Dongfang Lu gritted his back molars, and approached Zhan Beilie little by little, with a stern look on his face, he squeezed the paper bag in his hand, and was about to move...

Boom!
A gong sounded crisply, and the game was suspended!

Everyone in the field stopped their movements and turned to look.

Beside the gongs and drums in the distance, a man in white team uniform walked slowly step by step under the golden sunshine.

Zhan Beilie also turned around to look, his sharp hawk eyes suddenly lit up, his sharp lips curled into a hook, and he looked at the person walking with full of affection.

The oncoming man had a handsome face and a cold temperament. He was wearing the same white team uniform as the Daqin team members. He was dressed in a crisp and heroic posture, and his pair of slightly raised black phoenix eyes contained an icy coldness that repulsed people thousands of miles away. It wasn't until they met his gaze that they gradually felt a little bit of warmth.

(End of this chapter)