When the ball went into the hole again, the faces of the Beiqing people didn't look too good.

Tuoba Hongyun tightened the reins, and the horse beneath her became restless. Her eyes were fixed on Song Yaozhu's figure, her anger rising in her chest as she harbored both old and new grudges.

"Come here." She beckoned to her maids and gave them a few instructions. When they entered the arena again, they all exuded a murderous aura.

Tuoba Hongyun's maids were all carefully selected and trained from a young age. When necessary, they could put on armor and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

The people on Da Chen's side sensed their murderous aura and straightened their expressions. Everyone knew that the next two matches would be tough, but they had to remain calm.

Yongle picked up the water pouch, took a sip of water, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's finish this quickly, I'm starving."

Cao Jing wiped the handle of the golf club, which was damp with her sweaty hands, and took a deep breath.

"Fuck her!"

After a short rest, there's one last match left, with Beiqing serving.

Tuoba Hongyun dribbled the ball straight towards the Great Chen camp, and Yuwen Xian rushed forward to steal it. Song Yaozhu and Cao Jing provided cover while she fought with her three maids.

The three of them swung their polo mallets like weapons. If Song Yaozhu and Cao Jing hadn't both had experience fighting, any other young lady would have been terrified.

"Did they start fighting?" The people in the stands held their breath, wondering how things had turned out this way.

If the boys had played like that, they wouldn't have gotten sleepy!

"My God, who was that? He hit someone right in the waist with a single shot! That was thrilling!"

Cao Jing never expected that the other party would dare to break the rules and directly injure someone.

After taking the blow, she struck the opponent's horse's leg hard with her staff. The horse, in pain, knelt down on one knee, throwing the rider off its back.

Song Yaozhu was locked in combat with the other two. She could sense that they were after her life, so she spurred her horse and flew away through the clouds.

The two maids weren't about to let her get away, and immediately gave chase.

After luring the two away, Cao Jing immediately went to help Yuwen Xian without hesitation. Yuwen Xian got the ball and immediately rushed towards the Bei Qing camp.

At this moment, the two maids who had been chasing Song Yaozhu also realized what was happening and immediately tried to turn around and chase after Yuwen Xian. However, the distance between them was too great, and they couldn't catch up at all.

After scoring again, Tuoba Hongyun angrily slammed the cue stick on the ground and cursed her maids in the Beiqing dialect.

Yongle stepped forward to help Cao Jing up, wanting to check her wounds, but Cao Jing blocked him.

"It's just a minor injury, two more games to go, it'll be over soon." Although she said this, the cold sweat on her forehead betrayed the pain she was in.

Song Yaozhu took a pill from her ring and handed it to her, "It's for pain relief."

Cao Jing opened her mouth to eat, then tried to move forward by gripping the horse's belly, but Yongle insisted that she change positions.

Cao Jing was injured and guarded the goal, while everyone else was on high alert.

With only two matches left, if Da Chen wins just one more, the outcome of the competition will be a foregone conclusion.

Tuoba Hongyun was already in a bloodthirsty frenzy. She had only one thought in her mind: she wanted Song Yaozhu dead!

Regardless of whether she wins or loses, Song Yaozhu must die!

If it weren't for this woman, they would have won this competition without a doubt!

The ball was hit again, with a maidservant holding it down for the Northern Qing side while the other three cleared the way. Yuwen Xian went to retrieve the ball again, this time with Yongle and Song Yaozhu providing cover. But this time, Tuoba Hongyun personally faced Song Yaozhu, her polo mallet whistling through the air as she swung it.

Song Yaozhu was having some difficulty catching the ball. Just as she caught Tuoba Hongyun's shot, the maid behind her aimed a shot directly at her lower abdomen.

Yongle was being entangled by another maid. Seeing this scene, he didn't care about whether it was against the rules or not. He suddenly gripped the other person's cue stick, pulled it out, and then threw it hard at the maid who was about to attack Song Yaozhu.

The maidservant felt a sharp pain in her head from being hit on the ground and almost fell backward off the horse.

Tuoba Hongyun was knocked away, and Yuwen Xian grabbed the ball and hit it towards Beiqing's territory.

Song Yaozhu spurred her horse to catch the ball. Po Yun ran very fast. Tuoba Hongyun stared fiercely at the other's back, then suddenly took something out of her sleeve and shot it hard at Po Yun's buttocks.

With a neigh, Poyun slowed down noticeably, but it did not lose control as Tuoba Hongyun had predicted. It continued to carry Song Yaozhu steadily forward.

Thinking he had missed, Tuoba Hongyun immediately spurred his horse to chase after it and fired another short spike. Poyun neighed again, and Song Yaozhu immediately tightened the reins to stop it. She then swung the ball with her backhand, and the clubhead slammed hard into Tuoba Hongyun's horse's head.

The horse didn't even have time to react before it collapsed to the ground—it was dead!

Tuoba Hongyun leaped off the horse without incident, only to find that Song Yaozhu had already left and had the ball in the goal!

Tuoba Hongyun was furious, and the people from Beiqing were also shouting that Song Yaozhu had fouled!

The referee from Da Chen stepped forward to examine the horse that had just died, and then looked at the horse under Song Yaozhu's mount. He immediately said, "Bei Qing has committed a foul, deduct one point!"

"Are you blind? Song Yaozhu killed my horse, and you still dare to call a foul on us?"

"I didn't see the princess deliberately kill your horse. I only saw that the princess wanted to hit the ball, but your horse just happened to come up and got killed. And the hidden weapon on the princess's horse was your doing, wasn't it?"

Tuoba Hongyun's face turned red with embarrassment. "What evidence do you have to prove that this is my hidden weapon? It's clearly your Great Chen trying to frame me!"

Before she could finish speaking, Yongle said, "I saw it!"

On the nearest tier of stands, young men and women exclaimed, "I saw it!"

"I saw it too!"

"Beiqing is truly despicable! If you can't handle losing, don't propose a competition in the first place!"

"Exactly! In the last men's competition, they caused the Fifth Prince's leg to break. They might have used some dirty tricks!"

Seeing that Tuoba Hongyun had angered the people of Da Chen, Tuoba Yunwu immediately stood up and said, "Emperor Chen, my sister is young and inevitably impetuous. She may have been a little unscrupulous in her pursuit of victory. So, I will have her withdraw from the women's competition, and Emperor Chen, please don't hold this against her."

Yuwen Wuji was extremely dissatisfied. Withdraw from the competition? Doesn't that mean that even if the Da Chen women's team wins, it's only because the Bei Qing people are giving them a handout?

His face immediately darkened, and he said coldly, "Prince Tuoba, you should know that the people on the field are my sister, my niece, and my princess. All three of them are of extremely high status. How can I explain your Northern Qing's withdrawal from the competition?"

Before Tuoba Yunwu could say anything more, Li Wei interrupted him, saying with great difficulty, "Your Majesty, the Prince of Xiaoyao requests an audience and wants to speak..."