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Zuo Ya Feng frowned and sized up Song Qingyu's thin and weak physique that looked like it could be blown down by a gust of wind. He snorted coldly, "Impossible! How could I lose to you? "

Song Qingyu was not angry when he heard this. With a calm expression, he said, "If I win by a fluke, the princess might as well apologize to me."

No one has ever dared to disobey Zuo Ya Feng's orders before, so Zuo Ya Feng was immediately enraged, "You! Good! Today, I will definitely teach you, who doesn't know how high the sky and how deep the earth is, a good lesson! Someone, bring Bai Cai up here. We have won two out of three rounds, and according to the rules, those who lose will have to put on a white powder! "

Song Qingyu hesitated slightly, "It's just a competition, there's no need to do this. Princess Jin Gui, this subject does not dare to act rashly, so why not change it to a set system? "

Zuo Ya Feng shook his head and smiled, "If it's just one round, then this princess has won, I'm afraid some people won't be convinced. And wouldn't the white powder this princess prepared be a waste? "

As he spoke, he was led by Zuo Yafeng and Song Qingyu. In order to prevent others from helping him, the rest of the members were all palace guards who were in charge of the horse race.

The people in the palace all leaned towards Zuo Ya Feng. The young and strong all belonged to Zuo Ya Feng's team and were immediately divided into two teams of twelve people.

Song Qingyu turned around and looked at the five people in his team. All of them were weak and weak. They also knew that they would lose without any fighting spirit. Song Qingyu raised his eyebrows and said gently, "I have to get rid of all of you to help me this time."

Song Qingyu's voice was soft and his face had a gentle smile. The court lady seemed to have seen her confirmation in Song Qingyu's eyes. In an instant, his eyes lit up. He felt that he wasn't that bad after all.

"We will definitely cooperate with Master Song."

"Thank you very much."

The few princes sat down by the side once again.

Prince Ming let out a soft sigh, "Ninth Brother, this friend of yours is not so good, and you can do whatever the princess wants. If you lose too badly, you won't have much face."

Zuo Linyi chuckled. "A bet?"

King Dingbei raised an eyebrow and became interested. "Ninth Brother, you don't think your friend will win?"

"Isn't that possible?" As Zuo Linyi spoke, her almond-shaped eyes moved. She looked towards the arena and said, "As usual, this subject thinks that she will win. Moreover, she will win two rounds!"

King Dingbei did not know how Zuo Linyi gained so much confidence in the people below the stage. "Since that's the case, I still think the princess has won a great victory." "Where's Seventh Brother?"

King Yu's gaze was faint, as if he was hesitating. Under normal circumstances, he would naturally not be inferior to Song Qingyu despite his arrogance. However, he knew that Song Qingyu was one of them. It would not make sense if he did not push her down. When he thought of Zuo Linyi's blindness, he pretended to agree. "Chendi is the same as Ninth Brother."

Prince Ming's gaze changed as he laughed loudly, "Interesting, very interesting." Seventh Brother had never been such a unsure person. I didn't expect that they would be so careless this time around. "

"It's just a game, that's all."

Zuo Linyi raised his gaze and lazily leaned back in his chair. His eyes inadvertently swept to the audience's bottom of the stage. The cuju competition had already begun.

Seeing that Song Qingyu was about to snatch the cub first, someone suddenly used brute force and pushed him away. He was then caught by Zuo Yafeng and kicked in the direction of Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu frowned. He couldn't see the depth of Zuo Yafeng's technique, but she clearly used violence to steal the ball. She wanted to make it impossible for Song Qingyu's side to hit the ball.

Song Qingyu's beautiful eyes widened as she waved her hand.

The gatekeeping door in front of him was about to open. Zuo Yafeng smiled and gestured to the people beside her to welcome him, "Some people can't even get their hands on a kudu, yet they want to win. It would be better for them to surrender as soon as possible so that they don't embarrass themselves."

"Thank you for your kindness, Princess."

The instant that the kowtow approached Song Qingyu, someone dashed towards him at an extremely fast speed.

Song Qingyu suddenly turned around and walked behind Zuo Ya Feng. That person was unable to control himself and was caught off guard, crashing into Zuo Ya Feng's body. Unable to withstand the impact, the two of them crashed into each other.

Song Qingyu turned around and smiled affirmatively at the person who passed the ball. He then rushed to the other side and raised his voice, "Receive the ball."

Zuo Yafeng was so angry that she got up and slapped that person, "Later, this princess will come and take care of you!"

Song Qingyu took advantage of this time to get to the center of the room. After passing the ball a few times, Song Qingyu was more cautious than she was at the start. She would not reveal her martial arts skills, but she would also take advantage of her strength.

Zuo Ya Feng returned and locked onto Song Qingyu's kowtow.

With a movement of her body, Zuo Yafeng pounced on Song Qingyu. Who knew that Song Qingyu's actions would be so unrealistic? In an instant, the cub beneath her feet leapt up. She raised her right foot, and the cub shot out like an arrow leaving the bow, flying through the entire arena.

Song Qingyu's entire movement was done in one go, so fast that it made people lose their vision. The wind was blowing and rustling her clothes. She stood with her hands behind her back as she looked into the distance, saying in a gentle voice, "Princess, I think I saw a goal."

Then, a loud and clear voice came from the eunuch, "First round, Young Master Song wins."

Zuo Yifeng was stunned on the spot and couldn't react for a long time. Too fast, Song Qingyu was too fast.

King Dingbei, who was sitting at the top seat, couldn't help but narrow his eyes. He had just taken a sip of tea earlier, but he seemed to have missed something. Seeing that everyone was startled, he looked at Song Qingyu with interest.

Song Qingyu walked up slowly and glanced at the powder on the table, "Princess, do you want to punish yourself, or should I?"

Zuo Yafeng snorted coldly, "I was too careless just now." As she spoke, she grabbed a handful of white powder and wiped it all over her face.

Song Qingyu's eyebrows curved up as he turned around to discuss with the others. After receiving his support, he also rushed towards Song Qingyu.

It turned out that Zuo Ya Feng did not wait for them to start, he directly sent Tu Ju flying towards Song Qing Yu's face.

Song Qing Yu raised her body and made a bow. She turned around slightly and kicked out. At the same time, she was caught by Zuo Ya Feng. Zuo Ya Feng was different from the last round. This time, she wiped the white powder on her face vigorously, her expression becoming more serious.

Zuo Ya had always been raised by the boys, so losing the first sentence had dealt a huge blow to her. This time, she had chased Song Qingyu relentlessly, not giving her even the slightest chance to curry favor with him.

Zhuo Ju lightly stood on his tiptoes and Zuo Yafeng headed towards the front. Her movement technique was extremely good, and no one was able to stop her.

Song Qingyu could only approach her, but could not move her kudu under her feet in the slightest.

King Dingbei's original interest had gone down, and he sighed. "For so long, eleven's kudu is getting better and better. There's nothing to see in this game. "

Prince Ming was also certain that Song Qingyu clearly did not have a chance to fight back.

Zuo Yafeng saw that Song Qingyu had struggled a little and aimed at the Ju Region. She then smiled at Song Qingyu, "You are only so-so."

While he was feeling pleased with himself, someone rushed over to him. Zuo Yafeng was in disbelief, but the ball had already been passed to Song Qingyu. Song Qingyu moved forward and saw that there was no defense in front of him.

Zuo Ya Feng pounced on him without hesitation and used all his strength to push Song Qing Yu away.

Just as Song Qing and Yu were about to kick, Zuo Yafeng pushed them away and threw them to the ground.