Yun Yi smiled and nodded at Yang Zhi. After not seeing each other for two days, Yang Zhi changed into a short ball uniform and almost didn't recognize him.

Under the romantic eyes of the center of the court, a middle-aged manager shouted: "The left army has 12 people: the ball head Yang Zhi, the ball head Yang Xiaoliu, the ball head head holding Zhu Tong, the head holding Wang Ze, the left rod net Ding Quan, the right rod net Zhang Lin, the sanli Hu Chun...; the right army has 12 people: the ball head Li Zheng..."

These players should be the starters of the game. With the introduction of the middle-aged man, the cheers on the sidelines were ups and downs.

"Li Zheng, Li Zheng..."

Yun Yi's ears moved slightly and looked at the leader of the team opposite. This person was Li Zheng. Listening to the cheers on the side, this person was actually a star player, which was amazing!

Yun Yi looked at the players on the field with great interest, completely forgot that there was a pretty Zhao Mujin standing behind him stupidly.

"This person..." Zhao Mujin pursed her lips tightly, and a warm ray of warmth rose in her phoenix eyes, which was both ashamed and annoyed.

But Xiao Wei didn't care. Seeing that the game had begun, he sat on the chair next to Yun Yi, and made a guest appearance as an adult, introducing Yun Yi what the players on the court had.

It has to be said that the prosperity of Cuju in the Northern Song Dynasty was definitely no less than that of Brazilian football in later generations. Even a child with a general horn could speak out the flowers, making Yun Yi feel inferior.

Seeing this, Zhao Mujin seemed to be angry and stopped leaving. She happened to have a table and four chairs, and she also took a chair and sat down.

The game begins soon.

Yang Zhi served first, and the one who received the ball was Yang Xiaoliu, who gave Yun Yi wooden stickers. The young man looked at the thin and small person, but he was like a fish in water on the court. After receiving the ball from the referee, he used his chest to buffer the ball's strength and then used his feet to bump the ball.

With a bang, Yang Xiaoliu passed the ball to the nearest companion, and at this time, the two Sanli on the opposite side began to harass her.

Seeing this, the companion did not dare to dribble the ball for too long to avoid losing points on the ground or being robbed. He simply kicked the ball to Yang Zhi, and only the head of the ball could shoot.

The moment Yang Zhi received the ball, the person on the opposite side arrived. Fortunately, Yang Zhi was not panicked, and turned his back to the person. He looked up at the moon and kicked the ball behind the two of them. He turned around quickly, caught the ball, shot, and completed the action in one go.

The colorful kick ball suddenly drew an arc, and it was just in time for Fengliu to fall to the right field. Someone immediately beat the drum on the side of the field, and the referee allocated a calculation plan as a point!

"pretty!"

"Good guy, I'm just good guy."

"Who is this person? Where did the masters hired from Tianshui Lane?"

While the audience cheered and talked, the game on the court was not stopped. As long as the ball did not land, the game continued.

Soon, before the two players on Yang Zhi went to harass him, the star named Li Zheng kicked the ball back to Fengliuyan.

The match is directly one to one.

There was nothing amazing at this moment, but the cheers on the sidelines were so thunderous that the entire Fanlou was almost lifted up.

Then, almost as if the script was written, Yang Zhi was soon found several mistakes by the opponent, and the score was once behind.

By the time of the intermission, Tianshuixiang only scored three points, while the opponent scored a high score of 21.

I want to talk about it here that there are many rules for Cuju. The rule of this game is to kick the ball over the Fengliu eyeball to score one point.

As for mistakes, such as the ball landing on his own field, such as touching the ball with his hands, or kicking out of bounds, such mistakes and rules will be deducted. Therefore, Yang Zhi actually scored more than a dozen goals, but he was deducted almost the same, leaving three points in the end.

The key point is that Yun Yi also found that Yang Zhi's team was completely uneven. Except for Yang Xiaoliu's level, the others might all come to make up the number of people. It is normal that relying solely on Yang Zhi and Yang Xiaoliu, the score is so much behind.

After all, the team opposite is a seed team. This is what Yun Yi heard from Xiao Wei, and that Li Zheng was still a caddie in the Duan Prince's Mansion.

Don’t underestimate the word “caddy”. It’s not something that anyone can do to be a caddy for the prince.

And this Duan Wang... Yun Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head, already knowing who it was.

Yun Yi was wondering when he would meet this "crazy king" who ruined the Song Dynasty. Yang Zhi and Yang Xiaoliu took advantage of the rest time and came to the second floor with depression. He wanted to show off his skills in front of Yun Yi, but he didn't expect that he would make a big ugly end.

Yang Zhi clasped his fists with shame and said, "I disappointed the young master."

Yang Xiaoliu bit his lip and seemed to have cried for a while. At this time, his shoulders trembled from time to time, and he looked very pitiful.

Yun Yi smiled and shook his head, encouragingly: "The game is very exciting, but it can be seen that you are not prepared enough. Except for you two, the other ten people are probably not even skilled in getting the ball."

Yang Zhi nodded with a wry smile: "Brothers are all fun on weekdays, and have not received regular training. They will show their timidity when they meet masters."

Yun Yi nodded, then pointed to the Li Zheng who was resting on the sidelines and said, "Actually, with your strength, there is no problem to defeat that Li Zheng."

Yang Xiaoliu wiped the corners of his eyes and whimpered, "Young Master Gao Jian, I also said that Brother Yang will definitely beat him. It's us, we have dragged down the brother, wuwu..."

Yun Yi was very optimistic about this little Liuzi. He was a person who dared to act and was a pure person. So he comforted him and said, "Okay, don't cry. In fact, you still have a chance to win."

"What does the young master mean?" Yang Zhi was stunned when he heard this.

Yang Xiaoliu stopped crying and looked at Yun Yi, his eyes shining with a glimmer of expectation.

The silent brothers and brothers Zhao Mujin and Zhao Wei looked at each other. Because of the relationship between Duan Wang, they often watch Cuju competitions. Judging from the current situation, it is almost impossible to turn defeat into victory.

Yun Yi smiled and waved to Yang Zhi, signaling him to poke his head over.

Then he said something in his ear, but Yang Zhi's expression changed inexplicably. Finally, he nodded heavily and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your advice. No matter whether you can succeed or not, Yang will try his best."

After saying that, Yang Zhi pulled Yang Xiaoliu, who was unknown, and hurried to the first floor.

Seeing this, Zhao Mujin touched her brother's shoulder and whispered to Yun Yi, "Go and ask."

Zhao Wei was also curious and ran to Yun Yi, holding Yun Yi's calves with a nipples: "Brother, what did you say to him?"

Yun Yi reached out and pointed at his nose, pointed at the two teams that exchanged venues in the arena, and said, "Look carefully, you will understand in a while."

"Hmph, it's mysterious..." Zhao Mujin spat at someone, but she felt even more curious.

At this moment, a sharp sound of the vessel falling to the ground came from the large box on the third floor. A handsome young man with a beautiful and handsome face was lying on the windowsill, looking at Yang Zhi's team members in surprise.

"Sister, it's Brother Duan!"

"Um."

Yun Yi looked up and looked at it slightly, "It's not bad, it's the first one to find an abnormality."

On the Cuju field, Yang Zhi formed a very strange formation, and the twelve people formed a vertical row. From a high altitude, it was the formation organized by 2-2-3-1-4.

As soon as the game began, the two people standing in front ran to the opponent's field. Before Li Zheng touched the ball, he restrained his movements from left to right, while the two in the second row used their bodies to block the opponent's players who were coming to harassment.

In the last 3-1-4, Yang Zhi looked at the two teammates responsible for harassing each other nervously. Seeing that Li Zheng had no chance to catch the ball for a while, he was overjoyed. When he encountered such a situation where the ball head could not get the ball, the opponent had no choice but to kick the ball to Yang Zhi. In the end, he could only kick the ball to Yang Zhi with the ball.

Offensive and defensive exchange, the opportunity is here!

Yang Xiaoliu rolled over in the air and almost took the ball from the dead corner from the opponent, and then passed it directly to Yang Zhi. On the side of Yang Zhi, the player who came to harass the opponent was tightly restrained by the front row. Facing the empty goal, he received the ball cleanly and shot and scored directly.

At this time, the most incredible scene appeared. The ball that Yang Zhi kicked was actually towards Li Zheng who was restrained. This was very considerate of Yang Zhi's playing skills and angle. Without a certain strength, this tactic would fail.

The most exciting scene appeared.

The two harassed players were half a head taller than Li Zheng. Although they were not good at playing football, there were still many ways to prevent Li Zheng from touching the ball.

The two of them pressed down their bodies in a tacit understanding, and their shoulders just pressed against the gap in Li Zheng's jumping. Then they spread their legs and blocked Li Zheng's gap. What was most speechless was that the two of them pushed their heads down against Li Zheng's head, directly sealing him tightly.

Has it been a foul?
Chapter completed!