On a football field next to the Yongning Palace in the Southern Palace, thirty eunuchs, carefully selected by Jian Shuo and skilled in Cuju (ancient Chinese football), are training.

According to the regulations, the thirty eunuchs were divided into two teams, red and black, with eleven players on the field and four substitutes on the field.

Of course, each team also has a young eunuch who is proficient in Cuju (ancient Chinese football) to lead the team and serve as the coach. Although the two teams are not large, they are small but complete.

On the field, players from both the black and red teams are fiercely battling for the ball.

Various tactics such as collisions, interceptions, and tripping were employed, and the stadium was filled with the players' roars and cries of pain.

Before long, Liu Hong led Jian Shuo and the others to the viewing platform above the stadium.

"Hmm, it's quite lively on the field!"

Watching the two teams vying for dominance on the field, Liu Hong, watching from the stands, smiled.

"Your Majesty, shall we go closer for a better look?"

"No rush, let's observe their training here first!"

Liu Hong smiled and waved his hand, turning his gaze to the court.

"promise!!"

Jian Shuo respectfully obeyed and stood quietly behind Liu Hong, silently watching the match between the red and black teams on the field.

At this moment, in the center of the field, the ball that both sides were fighting for fell to the feet of Xia Hun, a player of the red team. Xia Hun moved quickly, dribbled the ball left and right, bypassed two players of the black team, and rushed towards the black team's goal.

"Good shot! Charge! Shoot!"

On the sidelines, Gao Wang, the coach of the Red Team, couldn't help but cheer loudly when he saw his players performing so well.

Seeing the black team's players suffer consecutive defeats, Zhang Gong, dressed in black, couldn't help but look rather grim.

Zhang Gong stood up and shouted loudly at the black team players on the court:

"You bunch of cowards, get the ball back!!"

"Hey, Zhang Zhongshi, what's the rush? Let the little brats decide how to play the game. Calm down!"

Seeing Zhang Gong's anxious appearance, Gao Wang couldn't help but smile and offer words of comfort.

"Hmph~ Don't be so smug!!"

Seeing Gao Wang's expression, Zhang Gong couldn't help but snort coldly.

Hearing Zhang Gong's roar, the Black Team players on the field were startled and immediately mustered all their strength to chase after Xia Hun.

Seeing this, Xia Hun, who was carrying the ball, looked around and realized that his teammates were also left behind and unable to pass the ball. He quickly accelerated and rushed towards the black team's goal.

Xia Hun dribbled the ball, dashing left and right, knocking aside the black team players who came to steal the ball.

Soon, Xia Hun rushed to a spot ten meters away from the Black Team's goal.

At this point, the Black team had two players guarding the goal, in addition to the goalkeeper.

Seeing this, the black team's goalkeeper also shouted loudly at his two teammates:

"We absolutely cannot let him score. If he gets in again, we'll lose again today!"

Upon hearing this, the two members of the Black Team exchanged a glance, then took off side by side and charged towards Xia Hun.

Seeing the two opponents rushing towards him, Xia Hun smiled contemptuously and then stopped the ball, looking past the gap between the two towards the lower left corner of the goal.

As the two players from the Black Team rushed closer, Xia Hun gritted his teeth, his face contorted with rage, and raised his right leg, striking the bottom of the ball hard.

"Whew!"

The ball, kicked by Xia Hun, flew up with a "whoosh," spinning like a cannonball, passing through the gap between the two players, and heading straight for the lower left corner of the goal.

The black team's goalkeeper, seeing the ball suddenly burst out from among his teammates, immediately opened his eyes wide, quickly turned sideways, and leaped forward, stretching out his hands to pounce on the ball.

Although the black team's goalkeeper reacted quickly, the ball was simply too fast. Just as his fingers were about to reach the ball, the high-speed spinning ball slammed into the black team's goal.

"Whoosh! Another goal!!"

Seeing this, Xia Hun couldn't help but shout excitedly, then turned and ran towards his teammates. The players of the Red Team also hugged and celebrated with joy on their faces.

Instead, the players on the black team sighed helplessly and shook their heads dejectedly.

As the first half of the training session came to an end, the players headed towards the rest area on the sidelines.

Looking at Xia Hun surrounded by his teammates, Liu Hong, standing in the stands, couldn't help but smile and nod.

"That guy kicked really well, he had accuracy, power, and technique, very good!"

Liu Hong's words also expressed his high praise for that goal.

"Let's go, let's go take a look!!"

After saying that, Liu Hong led everyone down from the stands and headed towards the stadium.

"His Majesty has arrived!!"

As Jian Shuo shouted, the players who were resting hurriedly stood up, lined up neatly, and came to Liu Hong, bowing respectfully.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!!"

"No need for formalities!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After bowing, all the players stood there respectfully with their heads bowed.

Looking at the burly, robust players in front of him, Liu Hong smiled and nodded, then slowly walked up to Xia Hun, his eyes full of admiration.

Feeling the emperor's gaze, Xia Hun lowered his head even further.

"May I have your name??"

Upon hearing the emperor inquire about his name, Xia Hun suppressed his excitement and hurriedly knelt on the ground, respectfully saying:

"Your Majesty, this servant is Xia Hun!"

Liu Hong was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "Xia Hun? Who is that Xia Yun to you?"

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