The game on the court was once again suspended.

The two people lying on the ground covering their legs and feet, although there was no blood seeping out, their reaction was much better than Guo Zian before.

The reactions of the onlookers were different from before. The boy in red shirt and black pants was no longer angry, and Chu Minghui simply put his hips on his hips and laughed.

"I've knocked my own people like this..." He laughed and did not hide his gloating.

The teenagers in white shirts and green pants were not as arrogant as before, and looked ashamed and angry.

“…What’s going on?”

“…you two…”

They questioned while checking their injuries.

"I don't know... I was tripped by Cuju... He will hit me in the lap..."

"...No, you kicked me in the leg..."

The two wailed and complained to each other.

There are too many people who are fighting and they are bound to come together. Liu Chunyang's almond eyes are wide and waves with a little carelessness.

"…Be careful...help them up." He said.

The teenagers supported the two of them, but they didn't expect that they could not stand at all. They screamed and screamed in pain as soon as they moved. This surprised the teenagers even more. Is it so severe that they were injured? Could it be that their legs and feet were broken?

The men under the colored shed naturally saw this scene. Before Master Liu could ask his servant to investigate the case, the man who was called Chu Sheng laughed.

"Have I asked you to have the doctor?" He said to the servant beside him.

Although he said something to the servant, he looked at Master Liu San. The servant understood that the master was thinking and replied loudly.

"Then go and see it for the children." Chu Sheng said, "Although we are not afraid of bleeding, we still have to protect ourselves. After all, we are not fighting hard on the battlefield."

The servant left loudly, and many men around him smiled and praised.

"What Brother Chu Sheng said is very true."

"Brother Chu Sheng is very thoughtful."

Chu Sheng raised his hand and returned the greeting, repeatedly said something, and looked at Master Liu San again.

"…It was only when Master Liu San reminded me that I had thought of it." He said, bowing to Master Liu San, "If you want to praise him, please praise Master Liu San..."

Sure enough, a group of people praised Mr. Liu San. Mr. Liu San knew their ridicule. He smiled and said, "I smiled and said, and the servant came back to report it after a while.

"I was very injured. The doctor has used willow branch splints." He said.

That's it... The people in the colored shed a pause and looked a little surprised. They actually got hurt so much?

"This pair fights Cuju..." Someone looked complicated, "It's really dangerous."

...

Through the surrounding little girls, the vendors suddenly saw many people rushing towards the sidelines.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" They couldn't help asking curiously.

A idle man who was shaking his hands and ran away heard it and turned around with excitement.

"Look at it, this Cuju is so exciting."

Exciting? The vendors were stunned. If you have no skills and tricks, you kick the ball into my bamboo door. What is the excitement of the match between you kick the ball into your bamboo door?

"I bumped two more times. I had my legs broken when I saw blood before..." Someone waved his hand and shouted, "Hurry up..."

Blood? Broken legs?

So exciting?

Suddenly, several vendors carried their loads and ran to the side of the field. Some maids and servants who were jumping to buy things didn't know what was going on, so they chased them. Standing in the distance, you could see the crowds that were originally scattered here rushed into the field.

….

The girls in the coloring shed also saw this scene. They didn't expect it to be so serious at first. Until they saw the two teenagers being carried down, some people covered their eyes in fear, while others moved forward with curiosity and nervousness.

“…This Cuju competition is so scary…”

“…It’s so dangerous…Don’t play anymore.”

The discussion was full of discussion and everyone's attention was on Cuju for the first time.

….

Looking at the two young men who were being carried away, the young men in Wulingshe gathered under the shed where they were resting, they looked complicated. Unexpectedly, they also fell down so soon, and they were still two, and they were carried away... Guo Zi'anke, the Changle Society, was still sitting there.

"This is just an accident." Liu Chunyang said with a wide eyelid, "Lao Dao also said that this method is prone to accidents, so you must be proficient and careful."

Of course this was an accident. The two people happened to meet, and they both had the strength and had such a small inch to break their legs and feet. Otherwise? Could it be that someone else was broken? Who? Is the newcomer from Changle Society who lost the ball?

It's so funny.

“…Be careful…”

"Don't let so many people go with you next time..."

The teenagers whispered, and two officials came over there.

"…Sir, please let it go..." they said.

Liu Chunyang blushed suddenly and was asked if he could still compete. It was the prefect who asked him, which was obviously a bad idea in the eyes of the prefect.

"Hey... Is it still a comparison..."

The teenagers laughed from the Changle Society.

“…If there is no one, let’s disperse…”

"…It's getting hotter and hotter, don't delay you..."

These were the words they made fun of each other before, but they returned them all, and the faces of Liu Chunyang and the boys were both shy and annoyed.

Liu Chunyang cursed and sweared.

"Look at them," he said, "We are afraid that he is a ghost. Not to mention skills, we are just comparing with people. We are more than one person, and we will lose one by one, and we will win in the end."

After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed at the two teenagers casually.

"Chen Zi, Xiaotian, you guys."

Two teenagers immediately responded loudly, and the teenagers gathered in the field on the heels of the activity. When they saw the teenagers from Wuling Club appearing, Changle Club did not hesitate.

"Let's go...be careful this time..."

They reminded each other, and their eyes fell on Xue Qing, which was a bit complicated.

"You guys are lucky just now." Chu Minghui patted his shoulder with his hand, "These two of them hit themselves, otherwise you will be the ones who were carried down..."

Xue Qing smiled but said nothing.

"...Don't do this next time. If you pass the ball, you will pass the ball... or you will be targeted and snatched the ball and hurt you." Chu Minghui continued.

"I will watch it." Xue Qing nodded.

Looking at it, he agreed. Chu Minghui thought, but he didn't have time to think carefully and speed up his pace. Xue Qing was behind him, and Zhang Liantang ran past him and looked at him.

Xue Qing noticed and looked at him.

Zhang Liantang thought about what to say, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just smiled at him and ran over, and Xue Qing also smiled and followed.

"….Stop showing off…"

Guo Zian cursed behind him, but there was no previous anger on his face, but there was a faint smile. It was probably because he saw two people falling down and were seriously injured than him, especially the one who fell down was kicked him before. This is really a sight.

His feet didn't seem to hurt either, and he stood there with his hips on his hips and wanted to play on the court.

"...You're lucky..." he muttered.

Guo Ziqian pulled his sleeves behind him.

"Brother, I think it's not good luck." He said.

Guo Zi'an looked back at him.

"What?" he glared.

Guo Ziqian looked at the field and his eyes fell on Xue Qing, who was not so prominent among the young men, but in his eyes, this person was very conspicuous.

"Those people fell down when they went to siege him." He murmured, looking down at his hands again. The bandage was exaggerated, but the wound caused by the nail was not very big, it hurt his mind... He dreamed of Xue Qing's calm but scary eyes many times.

The nail was indeed the idea he gave to Baoer, to intentionally injure Xue Qing's hand, and then the next moment he was pressed on the nail and injured his hand.

This time, the boy from Wuling Club obviously wanted to kick Xue Qing, and then they finally hurt themselves. This was a coincidence.

No matter what others think, Guo Ziqian thinks that this is not a coincidence, it is Xue Qing's move. He looked up at the field again. Xue Qing had already stood in an inconspicuous position on the edge, looking at the field with a calm expression.

The young boy was wearing a tight-fitting shirt, and a sweat stuck to his body through running, making him look even more slender. He did not yell or wave his hands and feet like other teenagers, but Guo Ziqian inexplicably felt like a cheetah, quietly waiting for hunting.

Everyone was watching the court, including the men under the bell shed and the teenagers in the court ran. This was the answer to the question from the magistrate.

"These children... are indeed very bloody." Prefect Li smiled and leaned forward, "Come on, let's watch it."
Chapter completed!