Song Mingyue

Chapter 134 Fighting Gao Qiu
(The rules of ancient Cuju and football are very different. The description of Gao Qiu’s skills in the previous chapter was wrong. It has been corrected. Forgive me...)
"Gao Li, strength 75, intelligence 68, politics 40, command 65, health 90."

According to legend, this person is good at Cuju skills, and he is good at spear and stick skills, and his skills are excellent. It seems that this is indeed the case. With a force of 75, he is already considered a master.

What surprised Zhao Hao was that not only was this person 40 or [-] years old, but his physical strength was no different from that of a young man, and he also looked dignified, not as wretched as the portraits in novels.

Moreover, in addition to being able to play football and have excellent martial arts skills, it is said that this guy is also good at piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and poetry, otherwise he would not have become Su Shi's "little history" (that is, the role of a little secretary).

At this time, Gao Qiu took the ball with a straight kick, and a dragon swung his tail, and shot another ball into the "Merry Eye" which was about a foot wide, causing applause.

In fact, Cuju in the Song Dynasty is not the origin of modern football in the true sense.Because even if it is a game like "building the ball", there is no real physical confrontation, but each other takes turns shooting penalty kicks, which is very similar to volleyball played with feet.

In the "Ball Building" competition, both the left and right troops set up roles such as "ball head", "swinger", "right hold", "head hold", "left pole net", "right pole net" and "scattered stand".Each player stands in a different position and undertakes different tasks according to his role.Each game also features "all deployment corrections", ie referees.

These positions sound like forwards, front midfielders, left midfielders, and right midfielders, but they are not. They are just passing positions... There is a net in the middle, and the two teams stand on each side like playing volleyball. For physical confrontation, if you kick the ball into Merry Eye, you will complete the task.

And the rules of victory and defeat are similar to those of volleyball. Which side loses if the ball hits the ground... But there is no such thing as going out of bounds. .

It is said that Zhao Ji is also a master of Cuju, and his skills are very good.It's just that in recent years, my physical strength has not been as good as before, and I have played less on the field.

The whole game was simply an exhibition match for Gao Lian alone. Every time this guy received the ball, he didn't shoot immediately, but played with it upside down. The ball seemed to be stuck to him, using his head, shoulders, back, waist, Buttocks, chest, abdomen, knees, ankles, no matter which part of the body can jump the ball.

Zhao Hao swallowed the intermediate-level cuju skill book, and seeing the cuju rolling around, he felt an urge to get upside down a few times in his mind, with various postures such as mandarin duck crutches, upside-down golden hooks, and dragons wagging their tails. My mind was spinning, but I was not [-]% sure in my heart, so I had to continue watching patiently.

However, a guy like Gao Lian is completely technical. Compared with the stars of later generations, at least in terms of ball-jumping, passing and catching skills, he is completely crushed, but the way of playing is too different... If the volleyball-like method is changed to the confrontation game mode of later generations, will Chinese football sweep the world like table tennis?
Just when Zhao Hao was thinking wildly for a while, something suddenly flew towards him and went straight to the door. It was Cuju who had been kicked crookedly in the arena.

Zhao Hao didn't have time to think about it, stretched out his foot and hooked it, and the ball was hooked, stuck in the triangle between the instep and the calf, and remained motionless.

The eyes of the audience all looked towards him, and Zhao Ji's side was no exception.

A desire to perform with the ball became more and more intense as the various moves in the intermediate skill book flowed. Zhao Hao took a deep breath, lifted the ball upwards, and threw it high.

Zhao Hao clung to the guardrail of the curved corridor, jumped up, and landed firmly in the field. The ball also fell from the air and landed gently on top of his head. Zhao Hao flicked his head lightly, and the ball landed on the ground. Unexpectedly, his head didn't bounce up again, but followed the back of his head from his back, stopped at his waist, and then fell slowly, being pushed back by Zhao Hao's heels, he bounced up high again, and then When it fell, it landed on the knees again.

Then a mandarin duck turn, first turn left and pass in front of it, then turn right, then raise it high, swinging in the air for a circle, then fall gently, and get stuck on the arch of the foot again.

it is good!
Surrounded by connoisseurs who know the goods, they all applauded and shouted thunderously, even Gao Qiu was surprised.

A big stone in Zhao Hao's heart finally fell. It seems that the intermediate skills are not too bad, and then he began to perform ball juggling, head, shoulders, back, buttocks, abdomen... all kinds of moves are used like clouds and flowing water, without any effort. jerky.

Suddenly, with a soft shout, a powerful volley shot, the force on his leg was hundreds of catties, and the ball shot into Merry Eyes like a shooting star, and flew towards the field in a strange arc. outside.

The red team over there never expected Zhao Hao to shoot from four or five feet away. The ball was fast and urgent, and it was a banana ball. The nearby red team members had no time to catch the ball, and the ball fell to the ground. On the ground, it ejected again.

"nice shot!"

The white team and the maids and servants watching the battle all cheered. Zhao Ji also raised his head and looked at Zhao Hao in the arena in puzzlement, then turned around and asked, "Who is this?"

A servant said: "This is Fenglang Zhao Chao. He is waiting here because the official summoned him yesterday."

"Oh?" Zhao Ji smiled with an extremely interesting look in his eyes, "I can't imagine that there are such geniuses in the clan, not only in poetry, calligraphy and painting, but also in Cuju... pass on the order, replace the head of the white team, let Nephew Zhao enters the stage."

"Here!"

After a while, the white team's ball head was completely convinced, and another servant asked Zhao Hao to change into a looser and more suitable "ball uniform" and "sneakers".

Putting on the plain clothes with loose belts, putting on the loose shoes, and taking off the extremely inconvenient official hat with long wings, Zhao Hao looked more relaxed and energetic. Teammates burst into applause.

Although Gao Qiu was considered handsome, compared to the handsome and heroic Mr. Zhao in the arena, after all, he was somewhat overshadowed by Mr. Zhao.

Zhao Hao stood firmly in front of the net, cupped his hands towards Gao Qiu, and said with a smile: "Marshal Gao, I'm sorry."

Gao Qiu on the opposite side had no expression on his face, returned the salute, and said indifferently: "My lord, you don't need to be too polite, it's just this ball building game, if you lose, the head of the ball will be whipped, please be cautious."

Fuck...Zhao Hao turned to the white team behind him to "stick the ball" with a puzzled look on his face.

The player in the position of "swinging ball" sighed helplessly: "There is a system in the palace. The winner will get a silver bowl brocade, and the 'ball head' of the loser will be punished with white powder and whipping. I will wait for seven out of ten losses in the past Eighth, there may be a tie occasionally, and that is the pity of the officials and palace commanders."

Zhao Hao instantly felt that he had been tricked... No wonder after the head of the ball was replaced, instead of showing the slightest bit of displeasure, he exited the game happily and gratefully.

When he looked up at Gao Qiu, it was obvious that this guy was extremely dissatisfied with his halfway show off, and it was impossible for the other party to let him go... This guy only has 30 favorability points for him.

At this moment, a servant rushed over and said in a loud voice: "The official has an order, and the winner will be determined in five rounds. Because Zhao Chao Fenglang has just arrived, the previous result will be cancelled."

The ball lands as one chip, and if there are five chips in total, there is absolutely no possibility of a tie.It seems that this official is not a good person, he is sincerely looking for excitement, and wants to see jokes about himself or Gao Lian.

However, the officials seem to be taking care of it. The white team has already lost two chips and was written off. It is fairer for everyone to start from scratch.

The most important thing is that the opponent's skill does not seem to be worse than his own, even better than half a chip, and the overall strength of the two sides is also quite different, how to play this ball?
Gao Qiu on the opposite side, upon hearing the servant's report, his face changed slightly, his eyes showed a strong murderous intent, it seemed that he was going to fight hard... Gao Taiwei (see Note 1) since he followed Zhao Ji , only lost in the battle with Zhao Ji, and the rest have never been defeated. Naturally, I can't lose face in front of the hairy boy today.

What's more, how can the commanding envoys in front of the hall of the second rank be humiliated by white powder and whipping?
He refused to accept it, and Zhao Hao naturally refused to accept it... I am going to be the man who is the emperor of the Song Dynasty, how can I be humiliated like this?
Following the whistle of the deployment correction (the referee), Gao Qiu took the lead to serve, first passed to the next, and then passed back one by one. underfoot.

Call ~
This time, Gao Lian didn't hesitate or drag his feet. Seeing the ball flying, he took advantage of the momentum and swung the tail of a dragon. I'm afraid it will be stronger...

Zhao Hao didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, he had already swallowed a Shenxing Pill, rushed to the ball like lightning, stretched out his feet to block it, then used his knees to prop it up, and passed it behind him.

Gao Qiu's volley was fast and urgent, and the ball flew over with a little spin. It was originally five or six steps away from Zhao Hao, and it was supposed to be received by the "left pole net" behind him, but Zhao Hao flashed it. Catch it, and the audience around couldn't help applauding.

The ball was passed around by the people behind it, and it came to Zhao Hao's feet again. This time, Zhao Hao volleyed again.

The powerful and heavy ball flew over like a cannonball, but it was barely caught by the "Zheng Xie" of the red team, which showed that the opponent was not even a rookie.

The two sides came and went and kicked non-stop, and the fight was indistinguishable. After half an hour of fighting, Gao Lian, who was on the opposite side, was already in a hurry.

Call ~
This time, the ball jumped out of the romantic eye, not forward, nor left or right, but jumped high, flew into the air, spun again, and flew towards the corridor... The ball As long as there is no out of bounds on both sides of the net, the white team loses when the ball hits the ground.

The white team's nearest "right pole net" couldn't catch up with the ball, so they had to watch helplessly as the ball slammed into the wooden pillars of the promenade, and then fell down with a bang.

The red team is ahead!
The audience around cheered loudly, and the members of the red team cheered even more, while the members of the white team were full of frustration.

Looking at Gao Qiu who was full of pride, Zhao Hao couldn't help feeling a blaze of ignorance... Isn't this cheating? If you follow the rules of playing volleyball, you should be considered out of bounds.

It seems that I have no choice but to make a big move!

Notes: 1. Taiwei in Song Dynasty is not the Taiwei of Sangong in Han Dynasty, but a respectful title for senior military officers of the second rank.

(End of this chapter)