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

When Liu Yuanji dragged his lame leg to the No. 1 Scholar Building, Zhao Youliang had already arrived first.

"Ouch! I'm so sorry for keeping Mr. Zhao waiting for so long! My younger brother, the eldest son of the Liu family, is Liu Yuanji." Liu Yuanji limped forward and trotted forward to bow.

"Hmph! I asked you why you are so late and have kept me waiting for so long. It turns out that I am a cripple!" Zhao Youliang said, waving his fan.

"Sorry, sorry! It's my fault! Mr. Zhao, please sit down quickly!" Liu Yuanji said.

"Um... I won't sit down anymore! If you have something to say, please tell me!" Zhao Youliang's butt was still hot after being spanked by King Yan yesterday.

"Does Young Master Zhao know about his younger brother Liu Yuanhui?" Liu Yuanji asked.

Upon hearing the words Liu Yuanhui, Zhao Youliang slapped the table and sat down immediately.

"Oh, my dear mother!" Zhao Youliang, who had just put his butt on the chair, suddenly jumped up like a rocket, then covered his buttocks and gritted his teeth and said: "Oh, this person is so bad, I tell you! You are a group of?"

Liu Yuanji quickly denied it and said: "Young Master Zhao, you are overthinking it. Liu Yuanhui is just a bastard born of a concubine! I wish I could tear him apart! I heard that Young Master Zhao also had some unpleasant experiences with him. Young Master Zhao, I can't hide it. Yuan Ji and Mr. Zhao is the one who is in the same group..."

From morning to evening.

Liu Yuanji and Zhao Youliang chatted until the teahouse closed, then they both dispersed.

And this day, the finals of the Yuanhui Cup are about to take place!

Just after noon, Chenqiao Gate in the west of Bianliang City was already blocked by the flow of cars, horses and people.

Everyone was in a hurry to leave the city and rush to Yuanhui Cuju Field.

There is still one hour left before the Yuanhui Cup Cuju finals.

In order to avoid being surrounded by fans, the Yuanhui team arrived at the Cuju venue early.

The venue for the final has been decorated, and the team logos of the Yuanhui team and the Qilin team have been placed on the seats on both sides of the auditorium.

The sound of popcorn popping could be heard outside the arena.

Yuanhui tea carts are scattered around the arena.

More than a dozen warrior monks to maintain order at the stadium are already in place.

The billboard on the guardrail of the stadium reads a few big words: "Advertisement for Rent."

The golden Yuanhui Cup is placed on the wooden stand in the center of the arena, waiting for its owner.

"Brother Liu, isn't it good for us to do this?"

Xing Ai said as he awkwardly put on his new protective gear.

"What's wrong! It's not like you can't see how vicious the Qilin team is, but your martial arts skills are too strong to hurt you. What can we do?" Liu Yuanhui sat aside and drank green plum green tea.

"Brother Liu, this protective gear of yours is too hot. Can I not wear it?" Butcher Zheng asked, patting his fat belly.

"Even if others don't wear it, you must wear it!" After Liu Yuanhui said this, he turned around and said to Bailey behind him: "Bailey! Add another layer of protective gear to Brother Zheng!"

Butcher Zheng's face fell instantly.

"Brother Zheng, just make do with it. I'll buy all the pork in your shop later!" Liu Yuanhui said loyally.

After saying that, he stood up and looked at everyone: "Today's game is no small matter! First of all, we must try our best to win, but before that! I don't want any of you to get hurt! You are not allowed to take off any of these protective gears! Do you understand?! "

"Understood!" Everyone in the Yuanhui team said loudly in unison.

At this time the audience began to enter.

Tickets for the finals were a little more expensive than before, but they were still sold out in less than an hour.

After a while, the place was filled with people.

Most were wearing Yuanhui team uniforms.

At this moment, Cheng Yutang and his daughter, Yelu Feixue and his party, and Wanyan Sheng and his party also came to the box one after another.

Outside the box, in a separate space, are all the other participating teams

The Wang brothers from the Xiangguosi team, the Taoist team, and even the Emperor Lion team also came, and Wang Quangui was still on crutches.

everything's ready.

The members of the Kirin team entered the stage.

Yang Lu led ten inner masters and walked firmly into the field.

"The Emperor has arrived!" A high-pitched voice came from the platform of the Tianlongxiang, the largest box at Yuanhui Cuju Club.

Immediately, everyone in the audience knelt down to the Tianlongxiang, and the members of the Qilin team also knelt down respectfully. Their movements were surprisingly consistent.

"Long live my emperor! Long live my emperor!" Tens of thousands of people on the field shouted in unison.

"By God's blessing, the emperor issued an edict: Today I, along with Princess Youzhou and King Yan, are here to enjoy the joy of the people! All the people are safe! The Yuanhui Cup Cuju finals have officially begun! This is it!" After saying this, Tong Guan closed the imperial edict and left. Returned to the box.

"Brother Twelve, I heard that you made the captain of the Yuanhui team below the official minister?" Zhao Xuanling asked.

"Yes." King Yan nodded.

"Those idiots in the Qilin team are so ruthless. What if the official minister is injured! How can he serve the court?" Zhao Xuanling continued.

"Ling'er! Don't say those people are wood!" Song Huizong said sternly.

"Hmph! It's just wood, so annoying!" Zhao Xuanling shook her head and pouted.

The last time she went back, she had found out that the leader of the Qilin team was the annoying Yang Lu.

I could tell with my nose that these people were the ones ordered by the emperor's brother to come down.

Brother Huang is really naughty enough to let these people come to the competition. How embarrassing it would be if people found out!

Looking at Zhao Xuanling's appearance, Song Huizong shook his head helplessly.

"Hahaha, the captain of the Yuanhui team, Liu Yuanhui, is very smart and even a little cunning. I really want to see how Yang Lu will deal with him. If he is injured by Yang Lu, it can only be said that I think highly of him. Yes, huh? But why does my little sister start to care about things in the court?" King Yan asked.

"I, I, I'm just asking casually! Since I'm injured, I can't run errands for you anyway! It has nothing to do with me!" After Zhao Xuanling said that, she returned to her chair, picked up a cup of Yuanhui tea, and put her legs on the table Go up, drink and look aside.

"You girl!" King Yan said and turned to look at the arena.

At this time, players from both teams are already in place.

Several servants were moving the wooden frame of the Yuanhui Cup to the sidelines.

"The one who takes the lead! Huh? Yes! That's you!" Liu Yuanhui pointed at Yang Lu opposite him.

Yang Lu turned to look at Liu Yuanhui and remained silent.

"When someone talks to you, you don't respond. It's really rude. I just want to tell you that friendship comes first, competition comes second, everyone is in harmony, don't get hurt!" Liu Yuanhui continued.

"The arena is like a battlefield. Are you afraid of getting hurt when you go to the battlefield?" Yang Lu said.

"Hey! A smart person will not get hurt even if he goes to the battlefield, and he can still win! And can you stop being so serious all the time? Are you tired?" Liu Yuanhui continued.

"Hmph." Yang Lu hummed and ignored Liu Yuanhui.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The opening gong sounded at this moment, and the game officially began!

Yuanhui's team served, Liu Yuanhui passed Cuju to Bailey beside him, and then the whole team began to pass and dribble to each other, moving forward slowly.

The Qilin team also moved forward to defend. Only Yang Lu stood there and did not move.

Now the Yuanhui team's cooperation is becoming more and more tacit. Although the Qilin team's formation is stable, after all, captain Yang Lu did not participate in the defense. The defensive end of the lineup with one less person is a little difficult.

Liu Yuanhui saw that Yang Lu was motionless and immediately analyzed the Qilin team's defensive weaknesses.

He made a long pass, and Cuju passed it accurately to the feet of Pele who cut in from the air.

At this time, there was only one goalkeeper in front of Bailey.

"What a great opportunity!!" Bailey shouted, taking off his foot and shooting towards the corner of the goal with all his strength!