The ultimate rebirth of the abandoned woman

Chapter 555 Iron Fist
A flying kick by the Turkic teenager Hu Luo sounded like a horn, and a Cuju battle officially broke out.

The two contestants were both fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenagers. They were already full of vigor, and the violent behavior just now stimulated the hidden violent factors in their bodies.

As for Cheng Yanshou's little friend, deeply influenced by his grandfather, he looks very simple and honest, but he is not careless, and most of all he pays attention to revenge.

I saw him being supported by his friends, hanging the kicked foot in the air, slowly turning his ankle a few times, as if to ease the painful pain, and also as if he was checking whether the leg bone was broken.

Fortunately, the rotation of the leg joints is normal. Cheng Yanshou determined based on his years of fighting and injury experience that he only suffered a little flesh injury. The calf should be red and swollen at the moment, and the bones are fine.

Bones are fine!
Cheng Yanshou bit his lip, slowly put down that foot, and walked slowly a few times, the injured leg was still limping at first, but soon he got used to it, trotted around the field for two steps, sure After getting in the way, he gestured to the referee outside the court.

The referee understood, picked up the silver flute, and blew the whistle again with a beep, announcing that the game was going on normally.

The Datang team was full of revenge, so when the teenagers grabbed the ball, they didn't have any scruples and didn't care about the ball, and kicked directly at the opponent's calf.

The students of the Turkic team were not vegetarian either. They wielded knives and guns all day long. They had good physical fitness and excellent reflexes.

For a while, the arena was full of gunpowder. While playing the ball, the boy who held the ball had to prevent the surprise attack of the ball grabber.

Surrounded by a small leather ball, several teenagers were doing various tricks. Two feet in black leather boots were circling around the ball. Only the audience in the stands screamed.

"Okay, nice!"

"Yes, kick him to death, yes, just kick him like this!"

"Oh, I almost succeeded, come on!"

"Hu Luo, Tuba, rush up and overthrow them!"

The spectators in the stands on both sides turned into cheerleaders. Whenever their players gained an advantage, they couldn't help standing up and shouting loudly.

However, due to the limitation of the number of people, the momentum of the West Turkic side is obviously not as good as that of the audience in the Datang Stand.

Seeing that his shout was drowned out by the other party's voice, Ashina was so angry that he howled, and even changed the tea set on the small table for the third time, but he still did not escape the fate of being broken.

"Despicable Tang people, bullying us because of their numbers, no, I can't let them be so arrogant!"

Ashinayan turned around anxiously, thinking of Ashinayan's flamboyant smile in the camera when she held the 'clairvoyance' and stared at the opposite Ashina just now, she couldn't help but go crazy.

The noble ladies in the same box didn't even have the strength to sigh, they looked at each other silently, urging each other to think of a way to calm Ashinayan down quickly.

Maybe people's potential bursts out when they are nervous. One of the noble ladies accidentally glanced at the big speaker on the side of the stand. The audience in the surrounding stands broadcast the battle situation.

Huh?Does the big speaker amplify the sound?

A flash of inspiration flashed in the noble girl's mind, she hurriedly grabbed Ashinayan's hand, and reminded: "Ayan, look, that thing seems to help us strengthen our momentum!"

Ashinayan followed her companion's hand and looked at the big speaker. At first, she was a little suspicious, but at this moment, Cheng Yanshou on the field grabbed the ball, and the announcer in the stands Excitedly shouted: "The Datang team has the ball, oh, let me see, it is the young man of the Cheng family, he is worthy of being the grandson of Lu Guogong, and he really has the demeanor of his ancestor... Now he is not fighting alone, no one person……"

The excited roaring sound spread to the surroundings through the loudspeaker, and the volume was much louder than his own voice.

Ashina Yan nodded in satisfaction, very good, that's it!

So, she took the whip from the maid, swept it like the wind, and came to the announcer's seat, pointed the whip tip in her hand to the loudspeaker, "Lend me this!"

The announcer had just finished shouting, his throat was so dry that it was uncomfortable, and he was picking up a cup of tea soup to moisten his throat, when he heard Ashinayan's request, he almost spit out a mouthful of tea soup.

Swallowing down the tea soup in his mouth with great difficulty, he said with difficulty: "Little lady, this, this...there are rules in the stadium, this thing is a public item, no, no—uh, you can do whatever you want~~"

It can't be blamed that he wasn't persistent enough. In fact, even if anyone had a rough leather whip wrapped around his neck, and the leather whip had a tendency to tighten, he had to compromise.

"That's right!"

Ashenayan raised her hand, retracted the long whip, wrapped it skillfully around her wrist, then raised her chin, signaling to the maids to carry the big horn away.

The announcer stretched out his hand to touch the scratch marks on his neck, and watched the robbers walk away in great pain.

A group of Turkic noble ladies successfully robbed, like a general returning from victory, sat back in the box full of ambition.

However, when Ashinayan picked up the clairvoyance and continued to observe the game, her face changed, and she pointed at the loudspeaker and shouted: "Foul, Datang No. [-] player foul...Damn it, have you grown?" Eyes, are you playing football or people?!"

It turned out that on the field, it was the Turkic boy Hu Luo who grabbed the ball. He carried the ball skillfully and rushed all the way towards the goal hole of the Datang team.When he met someone who was being intercepted on the road, he was not polite. He leaned over and bumped hard, trying to crush him with his strong body.

Moreover, he also successfully knocked away two young men who were pressing for him, approaching the goal hole like a mad cow coming out of the slaughterhouse.

But just as Hu Luo kicked up and was about to kick the ball into the goal hole, suddenly a kick was raised from the oblique stab and kicked hard at Hu Luo's calf.

"Ah~~"

The pain in Hu Luo's leg was unbearable. He didn't care about the ball, and fell to the ground hugging his calf and crying.

The one who succeeded was Cheng Yanshou. In front of the rich and powerful in the capital, the little guy staged "The Revenge of Cheng Jiaxiaolang" magnificently, winning rounds of applause from the stands.

Especially the relatives of the Cheng family who came to watch the battle, the old man of the Cheng family who is known as a scoundrel, despite his age, he was still screaming at the top of his voice——

"Well done, boy, it's long overdue!"

The cheerleaders on Datang's side burst into laughter, but Ashinayan's roar came from the Turkic stands on the opposite side.

Through clairvoyance, Shi Min saw Ashina Yan roaring at a loudspeaker, she was not polite, and directly ordered someone to lift the loudspeaker from the stand, and shouted loudly at the loudspeaker: "Ayan , let me teach you a common saying, this is called 'Return the other's way to the other', if you don't understand, I will find a learned master to explain it to you!"

As soon as Shi Huang's words fell, the surrounding stands echoed, and he booed contemptuously at the opposite stand: Hey, you are too domineering, you only need your team members to kick people, but you don't need us to take revenge? !
Ashinayan was ridiculed by Shi Min in public, and received a lot of bonus boos. She was a little embarrassed at the moment, and she was about to continue to yell, when a noble woman beside her hurriedly stopped her, and reminded in a low voice: "Ayan , the overall situation is the most important, the overall situation is the most important!"

Ashinayan held her breath in her chest and couldn't get up or down. After a while, she took a deep breath and shouted into the loudspeaker: "Hu Luo, Tuba, fuck me!"

On the field, Cheng Yanshou, who successfully kicked someone and grabbed the ball, ran all the way to the opponent's goal hole without delay, and kicked the ball through the goal hole accurately.

The linesman next to the goal hole raised a small flag to indicate that the ball has been scored.

And next to the score board in the middle of one side of the arena, a boy immediately flipped the board, and the score became 2:1, and the Datang team led by one point.

"Oh~~"

There was another wave of cheers from the stands around.

Xiao Nan's grip on Clairvoyance also loosened, she handed Clairvoyance to her left hand, and wiped the hidden pouch on her side with her right hand palm down, wiping off the cold sweat on it.

Hu Luo's injury was not serious. After a short rest, he turned over and stood up. He didn't signal to the referee, but waved his fist at Cheng Yanshou, who looked proud. The meaning was self-evident.

Cheng Yanshou was not afraid of him, he raised his hands, clenched them into fists, and smashed them overlapping each other, saying: Come if you have the guts, I will beat you, sir!

Hu Luo's eyes were almost red, he gritted his back molars hard, and turned to face his partners. He held the wrist of the other hand with ulterior motives and rubbed it gently.

The partners understood and returned a understanding look.

Their small actions did not escape Li Rong's eyes. He lowered his eyelids and thought for a while, then he guessed some kind of possibility.He turned his head to look at the hourglass, well, there is still time.He stretched out his hand to summon his servant, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The little servant nodded repeatedly, and after his master finished his orders, he quietly stepped out of the arena.

Li Rong's actions were very casual, everyone's attention was on the field, so no one noticed.

"duo~~"

The referee blew the silver flute vigorously, and the game continued!

This time, the Turkic team staged a revenge story. The five teenagers were extremely excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. Actively put your arms in front of your body to fight.

At first, the teenagers of Datang were puzzled. Uncle Qu Tucheng, who was wearing the No. [-] team uniform, was the oldest and the tallest. He acted as the vanguard and bumped into the opponent's arm with his own arm.

"Yeah~~"

Uncle Qu Tucheng's expression suddenly became very painful, he staggered back two steps, and finally sat down on the lawn.

Seeing this, Chasier, who was not far away from him, hurried over and asked, "Da Lang, what's the matter?"

Uncle Qu Tucheng frowned, and said in a low voice: "There are strange things on their wrists, they seem to be carrying some hard objects!"

And the boy who knocked Uncle Qu Tucheng down smoothly rushed to the goal hole with the ball, kicked up, splashed all over, and the ball went through the goal hole with a sound.

The score became 2:2.

The Turkic teenager who scored, trotted around the arena, and finally hugged with his teammates.Across the crowd, he even shook his wrist at Uncle Qu Tucheng...

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