Chapter 113 The Little Devil

Zhao Rong put her hands on her waist, one foot on the Cuju, and threw him a provocative smile, saying: "Boy, today I will show you the style of this princess!"

Zong Jincheng clenched his fists, and his combat power gradually reached its maximum.

Is the game about Cuju?

Then you have finally met an expert!

The little devil hooked his finger at her, shook his index finger, and made a "you can't do it" gesture, which was more provocative.

Zhaorong tilted her head and exerted force, and all fifteen people behind her came together. They were all palace maids in their teens.

She turned around and said, "Don't accuse me of bullying. We are girls, and it is reasonable for us to be five or six years older."

Zong Jincheng put his hands on his chest and said proudly, "It's up to you. I won't be polite anyway."

"Okay, let's get started. We're called the Princess Team. Have you thought of a name for your team?" Zhao Rong looked behind him and said, "The Dandy Team?"

The little dandies: "..."

Although it has such a title, who is proud of it?

The little devil angrily retorted: "Young Masters! Who asked you to help us come up with random names?"

"Oh, the Young Masters Team... sounds like they're not as good as our Princess Team. Get ready to lose, boys!"

Zong Jincheng rolled his eyes at her and went back to the team to discuss the positions with his brothers. He was the best at Cuju among them, and Wei Xinglu and the others always followed his arrangements.

"Wei Xinglu is straight; He Zheng is in the lead; Lu Fang is in the left pole net; Brother, you are standing; leave the ball to me, we have to beat her by ten Cuju today!"

"good!"

The young master's team was unstoppable, and more than a dozen young boys came towards them in unison.

Xu Wan was sitting on the stands, betting with Cuizhi on who would win.

Cuizhi opened the door and said, "If it's more than ten cents, I won't bet with you."

"Then ten cents will do." Xu Wan looked up at her and sighed, "You are the best at managing this family."

The green branches remain motionless, which is a good name for someone who knows how to live.

"I am the servant of Master Yucheng. He has no rivals among his peers in playing Cuju."

Xu Wan shook her head and said, "I defeated the Eighteenth Princess. If she didn't have some strength, how could she dare to challenge Jin Cheng? And she is six years older than Jin Cheng. Don't underestimate this six-year gap. She has an advantage in physical fitness."

Cuizhi still did not change her vote: "I still prefer Master Cheng. Master Cheng is the strongest."

Xu Wan raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay, okay, I'm curious because of your praise. Is this kid really that good at playing Cuju?"

Cuizhi Zhenzheng said: "It is very awesome."

As Cuizhi's voice fell, the game began. The Cuju was passed from Wei Xinglu's feet to He Zheng. The Princess team tried their best to block it, but the Young Master team's attack was flawless and the ball was quickly passed to the next person's feet.

When it came to Zong Wenxiu, although he said that he had studied a lot of Cuju knowledge and skills overnight, he still couldn't keep up with the actual practice and was intercepted by the Princess Team.

The Princesses team screamed with excitement, but the surprise did not last more than two seconds, as the little devil came out of nowhere and intercepted the Cuju with one foot, and the advantage returned to the Young Masters team again!

The little devil also took the time to comfort his brother: "Don't be afraid, brother, I'm here!"

Zong Wenxiu was originally feeling a little lost, but all that went away and he started running again.

"Wow! Master Cheng is awesome! The Young Masters' team will win!" The cheerleaders' shouts echoed throughout the Cuju field.

After he took the lead, the other servants of the young master's family followed suit and their slogans gradually became unified.

"We will win! We will win! The Young Masters' team will win!"

The Cuju was passed back to Zong Jincheng's feet. He skilfully dodged Princess Eighteen and kicked the Cuju towards Feng Liuyan.

"It's in!" the young masters cheered excitedly.

The cheerleaders also waved flags and cheered dutifully.

The Eighteenth Princess glared at him angrily, and Zong Jincheng replied provocatively: "The Princess Team is not very good."

"Ahhh Zong Jincheng!!!" Zhaorong shouted angrily.

Xu Wan held her forehead helplessly and whispered, "I'm really afraid that they will fight each other soon."

Cuizhi: “…” It’s not impossible.

After leaving the Cuju field, Zong Jincheng was like a returning overlord, controlling the rhythm of the game. As long as the Cuju was at his feet, it would never be intercepted. He would dodge, kick with his knees, and kick with both feet. He could kick the Cuju in various postures, and finally kick it into the goal successfully!

"That's three! The Young Masters are leading by a long way and are unstoppable!"

Cuizhi also began to feel a little regretful. She had bet too little ten cents just now and was still too conservative.

Xu Wan coughed and said, "Just watch, the princess is getting anxious."

Zhao Rong became more and more anxious as she kicked the ball, especially since Zong Jincheng kept shooting next to her in various strange ways, which put invisible pressure on her.

Damn it, how come this guy is so good at playing Cuju!

Not to mention Zhaorong was anxious, even her teammates were anxious. Their own princess usually just played football in the palace, and had never competed with others in such a real way. She lost miserably the first time she came to the Cuju field.

Zong Jincheng had no intention of giving in to her. He rolled up his sleeves and kicked the Cuju with more and more confidence. Finally, he jumped sideways, half of his body turned in the air, and kicked the Cuju into the goal.

"Oh my god!" Xu Wan stood up in shock.

I was actually impressed by the little devil.

"What a Cuju genius!" she couldn't help but sigh.

Even louder cheers erupted on the Cuju field.

"Master Zong is too strong! Team Zong will definitely win!"

"Terrible! So terrible! So powerful that it's outrageous!"

Cuizhi said with a smile: "Madam, you are going to lose. I have said it before, Master Cheng is a master at playing these games, not just a show-off."

On the Cuju field, Zong Jincheng saw Xu Wan stand up from a distance. He twirled his fist towards her, signaling her to look at how awesome he was. He acted like the king of the entire Cuju field.

Xu Wan was infected by his self-confidence and sighed: "It turns out that this boy's confidence is not groundless."

Because he has achieved very good results in other fields, he is very confident that he can do other things well. This confidence will follow him to many fields and accumulate more and more.

Cuizhi said with a smile: "Mr. Cheng is very confident in his studies now. He can do everything very well."

Xu Wan commented with amusement: "Terrible kid."

She was now watching the little devil running on the Cuju field, like a rabbit out of a cage, and she was so happy.

Zong Wenxiu next to him was also very happy. Although he always missed due to lack of experience, with Zong Jincheng filling in beside him, every dangerous moment could be turned around and even turned into a better shooting angle.

Fengliuyan, which was only slightly bigger than a cuju, was constantly attacked by the young masters' team. Before long, five cujus had been scored!

"Young Masters! Young Masters! Young Masters!"

The cheerleaders of the Young Masters' team gradually grew stronger, and the spectators in the Cuju field also came to cheer for them. In contrast, the Princesses' team was still at zero, and everyone's face was very gloomy.