The Song Dynasty shocked the world by earning 100 million at the beginning

But the people in a few boxes saw it clearly.

"So fast! Another bone-removing hand!" Xing said angrily in the box.

"What a skill! I actually competed with him!" Wanyan Sheng said.

"The ruthlessness of this attack is very similar to yours! Princess Feixue!" Yelu Gulan said.

"Bah! You can be ruthless to your enemies on the battlefield, and you can be so mean to civilians in a match. How often have I, Yelv Feixue, done this?" Yelu Feixue whipped the table and said.

In the box, the emperor frowned, called Bai Long with his hook, and lowered his voice: "I told them to restrain themselves."

Bai Long also whispered back: "Your Majesty, according to the laws of the Song Dynasty, if the imperial loyal minister is attacked by someone when he is on an official mission, he can be killed immediately, except for the royal family! Wang Quangui's kick just now was obviously aimed at killing people. Go ahead, according to Yang Lu’s style, you just twisted his knees and didn’t twist his neck, which means you’re already following your will.”

Zhao Yi waved his hand impatiently, asking Bai Long to retreat.

At this time, Wang Quanfu, who was on the field, saw that his younger brother finally couldn't hold it any longer and went straight to Yang Lu.

Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, a silver ingot suddenly flew from the distance and hit Wang Quanfu on the back of the head, and then he fainted.

"Dong dong dong!" The referee's gong sounded from the sidelines.

"The Imperial Lions lost four players due to injuries! They cannot continue the game! The Kirin team wins!"

As the referee announced loudly, there was silence in the Cuju court.

The fans of the Royal Lions kept wanting to explode, but the inexplicable sense of oppression from the Kirin players left them speechless.

At this time, Liu Yuanhui walked over from the sidelines with Xing Ai.

He looked directly into Yang Lu's eyes, and Yang Lu also met him with cold eyes.

"Commander Yang, this person is Liu Yuanhui, the captain of the Yuanhui team who is about to play the final with us!"

"No matter who he is, I just want to get rid of this garbage quickly and end this boring Cuju game!" Yang Lu said, and left the Cuju field with the Qilin team.

"Okay! Stop looking for it! I kicked that silver ingot just now!"

When Liu Yuanhui saw people leaving, he walked up to the members of the Imperial Lions team and said.

"The other party is vicious and not an easy person. If I don't kick Wang Quanfu unconscious, he will be the next injured!" Liu Yuanhui continued.

"Thank you Mr. Liu for your timely action!" Everyone in the Imperial Lion Team thanked him.

Liu Yuanhui looked at Wang Quangui on the ground.

Seeing that his knees were bent, he immediately turned to Xing Ai and said, "Master Xing Ai, what do you think of the injury?"

Xing Ai stepped forward and looked at it, then shook his head and said: "The bone removal hand used a lot of force this time. I'll give it a little treatment and take the medicine left by the rebooting master. I won't have a problem walking in the future, but I may not be able to kick anymore." It’s Cuju!”

After being angry, he asked two monks to carry Wang Quangui to Xiangguo Temple.

The remaining members of the Dishi team also carried Wang Quanfu away from the Cuju field.

"The finals the day after tomorrow will be a tough battle! Brother Yuanhui." Xing said.

"I have to make them pay the price!" Liu Yuanhui said.

At this time, Zhao Yi and his party were already sitting on the carriage returning to the palace.

"In this case, the day after tomorrow's final will be between Team Yuanhui and Team Qilin competing for first place, right?!" Zhao Xuanling said thoughtfully in the carriage.

"That young man named Liu Yuanhui is really interesting!" King Yan said, stroking the two tufts of beard under his nose.

Zhao Xuanling and Zhao Yi looked at King Yan together.

King Yan reacted and said with a smile: "Just now, I noticed that when a member of the Imperial Lions team was about to rush towards the Qilin player, Liu Yuanhui kicked something and knocked the man unconscious! Think about it, if that man If we compete with each other again, what will be the result?"

"According to the way the Qilin team plays, that person will either die or be injured!" Zhao Xuanling said.

"That's right, so Liu Yuanhui is very decisive in dealing with things! He is very smart!" King Yan said.

"Well..." On the side, Zhao Yi nodded thoughtfully.

Thinking of Liu Yuanhui, Zhao Xuanling suddenly burst into laughter.

Zhao Yi and Zhao Mara asked Zhao Xuanling why he was laughing.

Zhao Xuanling said hurriedly: "It's okay, it's okay! We are almost at Ziwei Palace!"

At this time, Liu Yuanhui, who was exhausted, had already bathed and changed clothes and returned to his room.

There was also a "special drink" given to him by Zhao Xuanling and Yelu Feixue on the table. Cheng Yutang had already drank all of it during the Cuju competition.

“Sister Cheng’s green plum jasmine tea is very delicious! It mainly tastes like love! I don’t know how these two cups will be like!”

Liu Yuanhui said as he picked up Zhao Xuanling's peach and cherry tea and drank it in large gulps.

As soon as he took a sip, Liu Yuanhui's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, he coughed repeatedly, and his throat felt like it was on fire!

"Ah! It's so spicy! I can't do it anymore!" Liu Yuanhui's face turned green and he wailed in a hoarse voice.

There happened to be a cup of Yelu Feixue's "special drink" on the table. Liu Yuanhui, who was so spicy that his throat was smoking, grabbed it and drank it in a big gulp. Then his face turned from green to purple and he spit it out in one gulp.

What Yelu Feixue brought to Liu Yuanhui was the strongest wine in the Liao Kingdom. One bottle of it could make a horse drunk...

"Zhao Xuanling! Yelu Feixue! What kind of hatred do I, Liu Yuanhui, have against you? Do you want my life?!!!"

Liu Yuanhui's face turned red, and he looked up to the sky and screamed in pain.

This roaring sound lingered in Liuzhai for three days...

"Princess! You've been laughing since you came back. What are you laughing at?" Du Juan asked in Zhao Xuanling's bedroom.

"Hahahaha! I packed a large cup of chili water and gave it to that silly boy Liu Yuanhui today! He must have drank it by now! Hahaha!" Thinking of Liu Yuanhui's "tragic situation", Zhao Xuanling laughed in bed …