The scene of the Cuju (ancient Chinese football) competition.
The place was already packed with people before it even started.
The scene was spectacular.
Bai Qingqing held Mo Xuan in her arms, munching on melon seeds, looking quite content.
The match started quickly.
Aside from Bai Xu occasionally managing to dive the opponent's ball into his own goal, there's nothing wrong with him.
Despite Bai Hao and his teammates' tireless efforts, they ultimately lost the match by ten goals.
The opposing team actually only scored five goals on their own.
The other five were thanks to Bai Xu.
Lan Xuan looked at Bai Xu with a resentful gaze: "Junior brother, whose side are you on?" (Friendly reminder: Senior sister, you participated in the Winner Takes All Trial together.)
Bai Xu clenched his fist and said firmly, "Of course it's our winning team."
"With you here, the opponent is bound to win," Bai Hao said, glaring at Bai Xu.
Why doesn't a kind person come along and steal this thing?
He really can provide sacks.
At that moment, eleven people from the opposite side walked over with smiles on their faces.
They are all young members of the Luo family, and now they are disciples of the Second Peak.
The eleven men walked up to Bai Xu and listened to their captain's command: "All of you, get ready..."
The next second, a deafening voice echoed across the football field: "Thank you for your help, Fourth Senior Brother. We hope you will continue to work hard."
Bai Hao's face turned green.
He was thinking of letting Bai Xu take charge of the game next time.
It doesn't matter if he's technically skilled or not; it doesn't matter if he hits the ball or not.
At least they won't help others score goals.
But when it came time to actually kick the ball, Bai Hao realized that it would have been better to have him guard the goal.
Bai Xu isn't usually this good.
At that very moment, he displayed exceptional ball-winning skills, and after securing the ball, he immediately passed it to the opponent.
After the match, Bai Hao felt utterly hopeless.
Chen Han patted Bai Xu on the shoulder, his expression complicated: "Junior brother, why don't we just admit defeat?" (Friendly reminder: Second senior brother, a participant in the trial.)
Zhan Ling said dejectedly, "It's the other team's good fortune to have you on our team."
After an afternoon of matches, Bai Hao's "Must-Win" team is currently in third place.
Well, because only three teams are participating in the afternoon.
The remaining six teams are scheduled for tomorrow afternoon and the day after tomorrow afternoon.
The final competition is scheduled for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow.
Cultivators have good physical strength and can withstand it completely.
After watching the game and returning to the courtyard, Mo Xuan deftly climbed up the peach tree.
Standing shoulder to shoulder with Tiger Girl.
Good heavens, it almost lost its life after going out for a while.
I didn't feel anything when I first left the courtyard.
Because she was being held in her owner's arms.
However, at the football match, the owner, caught up in the excitement, simply put it aside.
Then suffering began.
After leaving the courtyard and its owner, the natural seal within its body instantly loosened.
It was so frightened that it hurriedly mobilized a large amount of divine power to suppress it, but the effect was not very good.
In the end, they had no choice but to expend their own resources to suppress it.
That stopped it.
Otherwise, if it accidentally destroys the world, its owner will probably stew it without even peeling off its shell.
But if you keep depleting your resources, no one can stand it.
Especially since it has not yet fully recovered.
No wonder Tiger Sister has been sleeping in the tree ever since she came back and rarely comes down.
That's really clever.
It should learn from Tiger Sister in the future.
Sleeping in a tree is indeed not bad.
Broad-minded.
The Cuju (ancient Chinese football) tournament lasted for four days.
Over the past four days, Bai Hao has been utterly exhausted, racking his brains to arrange a place for Bai Xu.
From goalkeeper to defender, center forward, striker...
I've tried them all.
There is only one conclusion: he is a mole sent by the other side.
They really let the opponent score when they had the ball.
Their initial goal was the championship, then the runner-up, and later the third place.
Later on, they hoped they wouldn't be last.
During previous practice sessions, Bai Xu was sometimes bad, but never this bad.
These last few matches were truly a complete disaster.
Their team, initially overconfident, later faltered.
To say more would only bring tears to my eyes.
"Junior Brother Bai Hao, can I beat up Junior Brother Bai Xu?" Lan Xuan's fingers cracked as she clenched them.
"Count me in." Chen Han also stared at Bai Xu with an unfriendly expression.
"Add two." Bai Yun raised his hand.
"Add three."
...
"Add nine."
Eleven people, one suggestion, nine in favor.
The last one turned and ran.
Unfortunately, Bai Xu was the weakest among them in terms of cultivation.
Even Zhan Ling has surpassed him.
Although it wasn't by much.
Then came a one-sided beating of 1 against 10.
Of course, since they are brothers/junior brothers/senior brothers, their lives and cultivation prospects would certainly not be endangered.
Others...
Let's all bless Bai Xu! (Fist pump)
The result of the Cuju tournament was somewhat unexpected for Bai Qingqing.
She had assumed that since Niu Shanming had already advanced to the Immortal Realm, their team would be a favorite to win the championship.
Although Wukong was in seclusion and didn't personally participate in the team he assembled, the seven wolves cooperated quite well.
After all, they were once one, sharing the same thoughts.
But the result was...
"The third place in the first Cuju (ancient Chinese football) tournament of the Star Moon Sect in the Southern Wilderness Continent was Bai Wenyuan's team, the second place was Luo Xingran's team, and the champion was the City Lord's team..."
These three teams...
Before the competition started, Bai Qingqing wasn't very optimistic about any of them.
The gap in strength is quite large.
As for how he managed to outmaneuver the other contestants...
This is all thanks to Bai Xu.
All three teams had played against Bai Xu's invincible team, and then these three strong teams competed again to determine the champion, runner-up and third place.
Zheng Wu Hui never expected that they would actually win the championship.
He was laughing so hard you could see his gums.
"First of all, I would like to thank you for organizing the Cuju tournament and for bringing us such a wonderful competitive sport."
"Secondly, I want to thank Bai Xu. Without him, our city lord team would not have won."
"Bai Xu deserves half the credit for this championship trophy."
With a swollen face, Bai Xu took a step back in fear as he faced the unanimous gazes of the crowd.
Then he took off running.
joke.
He can't beat any of these people.
No, he can beat that snake and that leopard.
But what's the point?
Running away is the best option.
The first Cuju (ancient Chinese football) tournament of the Xingyue Sect in the Southern Wilderness Continent came to a close with Bai Xu's departing figure in the background.
The cost is considerable.
Bai Qingqing couldn't stop smiling as she looked at the bill Xiao Hao had compiled.
Just then, a notification sounded in my mind: "Friendly reminder from Xiao Hao: Host still owes a lot of spirit stones. Please speed up the process of spending them."
“Owes money…” Bai Qingqing was speechless for a moment: “Your word is quite novel.”
"The amount of spirit stones that the host owes for expenses, referred to as 'debt,'" Xiao Hao said. "There are only a few days left until the 20th of the twelfth lunar month."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," Bai Qingqing said with a smile.
"Good luck, host!" Xiao Hao said dryly.
The owner had a plan, but the animal had absolutely no idea what to do.
If the owner really fails to complete the task, what kind of excuse should it come up with to get out of it?
After all, it doesn't actually have the ability to punish its owner.
If the owner discovers something amiss...
Xiao Hao dared not think about it.
I can't help but feel sad whenever I think about it.
It shouldn't have accepted the task of playing the system under the pressure of its older brothers and sisters.
To say more would only bring tears to my eyes.
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