Chapter 684

After Li Tong hammered the pill, those who have good skills have already been counted out.

Zhao Wanrou's team only had three players, and they had already tied with Ji Xinlan's team.

In other words, no matter who among the next three people can score a goal, Zhao Wanrou will win the final victory!

What's terrible is that the chuiwan skills of the remaining three people are all at the same level as Chunyujing.

No matter how bad luck is, at least two or three goals can be scored.

Ji Xinlan's face sank like water.

Meng Yuanchun said anxiously: "It's over, it's over now!"

"If the evil wind blows, it will be fine to blow all three of their balls away." Meng Zhongchun said in a low voice.

"Where is such good luck?" Chun Yujing shook his head.

Zhao Su bit her lip and said, "Actually, we still have a chance."

"Huh?" Chun Yujing blinked, "How can we still have a chance? Princess, I don't understand."

"Sister Tang only hit two shots just now, and it's useless to have another shot." She whispered.

"No!" Ji Xinlan immediately refused, "Didn't you see just now, after Ah Su hit the second ball, he couldn't even hold the stick. Let her play again, and her hands still won't be broken?"

Zhao Su smiled wryly and said, "That's true. Sister Tang has fought for us a lot, and we blame ourselves for not living up to it."

Both Meng Yuanchun and Meng Zhongchun lowered their heads in shame.

As long as the two of them earn some energy and can score two or three goals, they won't be so passive now.

Although Ji Xinlan was annoyed, it was useless to scold them any longer, so it was better to think about what to do next.

The remaining three members of Zhao Wanrou's team have already started pounding the pills.

Now the wind is slowly picking up again.

Wang Yu, who came up first, slid the ball directly, and the first ball was blown away by the wind.

She was a little dumbfounded.

She missed the first goal, and she lost the qualification to continue.

"Trash, can't you wait for the wind to calm down before you fight?!" Zhao Wanrou was furious and wanted to slap her.

Wang Yu frowned and said, "Princess, it's going to be windy, how can I control it? If you keep doing this, I won't participate in the third match!"

"It's just..." Another girl muttered in a low voice, "We are here to help, not to be scolded!"

Zhao Wan softly smoked.

If it were in the past, how could any of these ministers and noble girls dare to disobey her?
Since she lost her face, her reputation among these ladies has also been greatly reduced.

"Yang Xiuwen, you go!" Zhao Wanrou held back her anger and said to the next girl.

Even if she is annoyed, she can't continue to get angry. After all, the game is not over yet.

Yang Xiuwen's temperament was calm, she nodded, and slid over with the stick in her hand. Even though the wind was still strong, she still hit two balls into the nest.

Now Zhao Wanrou is happy.

Victory is almost a certainty.

After the last girl came on the court, Zhao Wanrou originally expected her to hit two or three balls to consolidate the fruits of victory, but when she was swinging the stick, the skates slipped and she fell out, the puck also lost its aim and flew obliquely Went out and disappeared.

Zhao Wanrou slapped the tree trunk hard, cursed in a low voice: "It's all trash!"

"Princess, no matter what, we still won." Gu Yingyun persuaded.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wanrou became excited again.

She came up to Ji Xinlan on her skates, looked at her with contempt and resentment, and said loudly, "Ji Xinlan, are you convinced? Now, you can kneel and kowtow to the princess!"

(End of this chapter)

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