Chapter 17 The Royal Palace Shows Its Prestige (3)
Author: Gao Yue
Chapter 17 The Royal Palace Shows Its Prestige (3)
For the second ball, Xiao Feilong didn't dare to underestimate the enemy anymore. He said to Wang Shouzhong: "I want to guess the order!"
This is a normal requirement. Guess the coin is the front and back of the coin, just like in later football games.
Xiao Feilong said again: "I want Tongbao Noodles!"
Wang Shouzhong said to Li Ye: "Then Mr. Li is the back!"
Li Ye nodded, and Wang Shouzhong threw a copper coin into the sky. The coin landed on the back, and Li Ye hit the second ball first.
"Can I have the ball?" Li Ye asked.
"Okay, as much or as little as you like!"
"I want twelve balls!"
The little flying dragon next to him was stunned. The opponent asked for twelve balls. He suspected that he heard wrongly.
Twelve balls means hitting twelve balls in a row on a fifty-step line. How is this possible?
His highest record is five consecutive holes in the ball.
Playing tricks refers to multiple balls, and the most important thing is to hit them in one go. If you stop to take a breath and then hit again, it will not be one ball.
However, it is extremely difficult to hit the ball continuously. The power of each hit must be extremely accurate, otherwise the balls will collide in the air. This is what the saying means if the ball is missed by a hair, it will be missed by a thousand miles.
That's why Li Ye defeated Ma Jinsong by hitting ten balls in a row at the thirty-step line. Only then did Qiao Bin take a fancy to him and invite him to play. Everyone knows the game. How could Qiao Bin not see the value of playing ten balls in a row?
But the fifty-step line is completely different. The first ball can still rely on the sprint of the war horse, but the subsequent balls rely on pure arm strength. If you hit twelve goals in a row at fifty paces, what kind of arm strength is needed?
When a servant placed twelve polo balls side by side on the fifty-step line, everyone around him exclaimed, "This kid actually wants to play twelve polo balls. Is he crazy?"
Both twelve-ball and ten-ball scores are the same, with the highest score being twenty points. The extra two goals are just for show.
Qiao Xingzhong shook his head, hitting two more goals was a bit superfluous.
Sining King Li Lin understands Li Ye's tactics. This kid is going to engage in psychological warfare. Hehe! This kid is getting more and more interesting.
Li Ye swings the ball by himself. Ball swinging is also a matter of knowledge. If the distance is too close, the club will easily hit other balls when hitting. If the distance is too far, the club will not be able to reach the last ball. The horse will have to be moved, but the horse will move.
, then it’s not done in one go.
So the gap between each ball should be just right.
Xiao Feilong watched Li Ye swing the ball with complicated eyes. His only expectation now was that Li Ye failed to play.
At this time, a servant ran up to bring water to Xiao Feilong, and took the opportunity to whisper to him: "Guanshi Hu asked you to cough at his critical moment!"
Xiao Feilong suddenly understood. Why didn't he think of it earlier?
It is a common phenomenon to use despicable means to win in polo. As Xiao Feilong, who is number one in the black polo rankings, it is even more common for him to use all kinds of shady and despicable means.
He just had extreme contempt for Li Ye, so he didn't think of using despicable means. Now that he is lagging behind, he will certainly not let Li Ye hit twelve balls smoothly.
At this time, Li Ye encountered trouble in swinging the ball. He had set the distance between the polo balls to the extreme and could not be any smaller, but he could not reach the twelfth ball with his swing, which was just one ball position short.
This was a trouble that he had not thought of beforehand. Li Ye secretly regretted in his heart, why did he want two more balls?
Xiao Feilong also saw the clues. He was secretly happy that the opponent was in big trouble and it was no longer allowed to change it to eleven balls.
Li Ye thought for a moment and suddenly thought of a way. He looked back at Lao Ma and said with a wry smile: "Old man, I have to rely on you this time!"
He decisively swung the first ball far to the other side. This was the only way. He hit the ball with left and right bows to see if the old horse could cooperate with him.
At this time, Qiao Xingzhong also sent a servant to bring a towel to wipe the sweat. Li Ye took the towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead and neck.
The servant whispered: "Be careful of the other party's despicable methods!"
Li Ye was startled. It was his first time participating in a competition and he had never thought that such a thing would happen.
He quickly glanced at the little flying dragon. The opponent was about ten meters away from him. He would definitely not dare to directly destroy his ball. It would be too obvious and King Si Ning would not allow it.
It is most likely to use unintentional methods, such as coughing or yelling at critical moments to disturb yourself.
If this is the case, this dear friend may have made the wrong idea.
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Li Ye sneered, got on his horse, ran quickly on the court, swung the club hard, and stretched his body.
Wang Shouzhong waved the flag and was ready to attack. All eyes were fixed on Li Ye. Li Ye played the ball very strangely. There was a big distance between the first ball and the second ball. It happened to be the position of a horse. He was rich in experience.
All polo players understand that this requires bowing from left to right, which requires a high degree of cooperation between the horse and the players, and it is almost impossible.
Li Ye urged the horse to gallop towards the polo. The old horse's spirituality was revealed at this moment. It understood what Li Ye meant. When it rushed towards the polo, it happened to stop between the two polo balls. Li Ye decisively
Open the bow left and right and hit the first ball and the second ball continuously, which is equivalent to shortening the position of one ball.
Suddenly, the little flying dragon hit himself hard on the neck and shouted in horror, "Oh! What kind of insect bit me!"
This is his most commonly used method, which has proven successful time and time again. It can disrupt the opponent's attention at critical moments every time.
But this time he failed, and Li Ye simply turned a deaf ear.
Li Ye didn't stop and swung the club in one go. The polo balls flew towards the hole one after another and turned into a long string in the air. The distance between the balls was exactly the same, which showed that he was using his force accurately.
Incomparable.
A few days ago, he wouldn't have been able to hit the fifty-step line in a row, but after three days of hard training in the well, his arm strength and power control have improved to a higher level.
He exhausted all his strength, and in the end he was so tired that he lay on his horse unable to move. He was even more tired than if he had been beaten ten times at the bottom of a well.
Twelve polo balls were accurately shot into the hole one after another.
Everyone around immediately raised their arms and cheered, including the white-ball players. They were also very excited. It was so exciting. They actually hit twelve balls in a row. It was simply unheard of, and even high-level white-ball players could only do this.
In the stands, Li Lin stroked her beard and laughed, this kid is really a genius!
The little flying dragon was completely dumbfounded. It was as if he had drank a glass of gall and his intestines were turning green. Why did he want to play this game?
Even if he didn't underestimate the opponent with the first ball, he would still lose the second ball.
He actually lost to a fourteen-year-old boy. If word spread, where would he put his face?
But it would be impossible for him to give up and admit defeat. To admit defeat and to be defeated are completely different things.
Being defeated may be due to his own careless mistake, but admitting defeat means that his skills are inferior to others, so why does he have the dignity to be ranked first?
What's more, there is a third goal, and maybe I can get it back with the third goal.
With a bit of luck in mind, he thought for a moment that he must score the best score on his second ball, and his best score was fifteen points.
He said to Wang Shouzhong: "Get five goals!"
Wang Shouzhong shouted to his servant: "Get five polo balls!"
There were loud boos outside the stadium.
(End of chapter)
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