sbdcsierra Chapter 33 Please give me more advice
Chapter 33 Please give me more advice
On the polo field, it's extremely dangerous for someone to be thrown directly off their horse.
Almost instantly, the referee blew his whistle to stop the game.
Everyone instinctively reined in their horses and stopped.
Immediately, someone came up and carried the person who had been thrown off the field off the field on a stretcher.
There was one more match left in the game, and the outcome was already clear. However, according to the rules, both sides could either continue playing the remaining matches or concede defeat.
As soon as the man was carried away, a young boy, unwilling to admit defeat, pointed a golf club at Young Master Cheng and said, "Cheng Qianjun, did you do this on purpose? Playing golf is fine, but who gave you permission to hit someone? I saw you lay a hand on him!"
"Stop talking nonsense! If you're not as skilled as me, just admit defeat and stop embarrassing yourself!" Cheng Qianjun, the Third Young Master Cheng, shouted with a disdainful look.
He was strong and had a loud voice, so even from a distance, Lu Yangyang and the others could hear him clearly.
Sheng Yunjiao hurriedly explained to Lu Yangyang, "I forgot to tell you, the name of the Third Young Master Cheng is Cheng Qianjun. It's because his father, General Cheng, felt that his son was very strong from a young age. At first, he named him Qianjin (meaning Thousand Jin). Later, when the Third Young Master Cheng grew up, he was indeed not only taller and stronger than his peers, but also very strong. The people below flattered General Cheng, saying that his son had the strength of a thousand jin. General Cheng slapped his thigh and thought, 'Isn't that too fitting?' So he immediately changed his son's name to Cheng Qianjun."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yangyang's eyes lit up: "Does he really possess the strength of a thousand jun?"
Lu Yangyang herself was very strong, so strong that she had tried to smash down a tree that one person could hug with one punch. So she had wondered if there was anyone in the world who was as strong as her, but she had never heard of anyone in the vicinity of Qinghe Village.
The capital city is truly something else; anything can happen here.
Sheng Yunjiao shook her head: "It's true that she's strong, but whether she has the strength of a thousand jin is unknown. Nobody has ever seen it!"
Lu Yangyang secretly sharpened her claws, thinking that if she had the chance in the future, she would definitely find this strong man with the strength of a thousand pounds to spar with him and see who was stronger.
"I just saw it too. It looks like the two of them collided, and that's when the other person was thrown out. It's so pitiful, but there's probably no evidence for this," Sheng Yunjiao sighed.
At this point, the argument between the two sides grew increasingly heated, but after only a few words, the Fifth Prince stepped forward and questioned the other side: "What? Can't you handle losing?"
With the Fifth Prince taking action, even if the man was unwilling, he had no choice but to accept it.
The remaining match was definitely out of the question. The Fifth Prince and Cheng Qianjun's team won smoothly and obtained points.
Today, there are five teams competing, drawn by lot, and the team with the most points at the end wins.
After this match, the other two teams will take the stage.
This time, Yan Yue and his team are here.
With familiar faces around, Lu Yangyang and Sheng Yunjiao finally felt more involved in the game and couldn't help but cheer for Yan Yue on the field.
Yan Yue lived up to their expectations and quickly won the points in this group's competition.
Time passed slowly, and finally the final match arrived.
As luck would have it, in the finals, one side was the team led by the Fifth Prince and Cheng Qianjun, while the other side was the team led by Yan Yue.
Both sides had newcomers. The Third Prince took the stage for the Fifth Prince, and as soon as he entered the stage, the dominant position changed from the Fifth Prince to the Third Prince.
On Yan Yue's side, the one who came on stage was a young man with a cold and stern face, looking as if someone owed him eight million taels of silver.
"Wow, the Fourth Prince is actually on stage!" Sheng Yunjiao grabbed Lu Yangyang's arm, so excited she almost jumped up.
Lu Yangyang: "Hmm?"
Sheng Yunjiao hurriedly pointed to the cold-faced boy, "That's the Fourth Prince, nicknamed Little Yama. It's no exaggeration to say he never smiles, he always has a sour face, but he's a legendary figure. He went to the battlefield at the age of eleven, and two years later, he became famous in one battle, becoming the youngest general in the entire Great Zhao Kingdom. Since then, he has never been defeated in any battle. There are rumors that he is the reincarnation of the God of War. With him in Great Zhao Kingdom, who knows, one day he might be able to unify the nine provinces and make Great Zhao the strongest country."
"You know, the Fourth Prince is only sixteen years old this year, a sixteen-year-old divine general! Hahaha, if he were to take the field, what chance would Young Master Cheng have? Don't let his size fool you, the Fourth Prince is a veteran who fought his way up on the battlefield! How could they compare to him! I was wondering why Yan Yue was so confident of victory today; he was secretly preparing a big move!"
Sheng Yunjiao was so excited that she grabbed the railing with both hands and craned her neck as if she wanted to crawl into the stadium.
Lu Yangyang's gaze also fell on the Fourth Prince. At first glance, she thought his face was indeed very sour, but upon closer inspection, she could see the difference. He looked very thin, but not frail. He was not a big guy like Cheng Qianjun either, but rather like an experienced hunter.
The moment she looked over, he suddenly turned his head to look at her, then casually looked away.
"Yangyang, Yangyang, did you see that? He looked over here! He just looked this way!" Sheng Yunjiao was so excited that her face turned red. Lu Yangyang thought that if the place wasn't so inappropriate, Sheng Yunjiao might have started dancing on the spot.
Compared to Sheng Yunjiao's excitement, the atmosphere on the field at this moment was far from pleasant.
The Fifth Prince, in particular, was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged. Lu Yangyang, with her excellent hearing, clearly heard his voice.
"Fourth Brother, what do you mean by this? We brothers are just here to have some fun, this is not a battlefield!" The Fifth Prince clenched his fists and glared at the Fourth Prince.
"What? Can't I come? Or is it a rule of the competition that I can't participate?" The Fourth Prince's voice was exactly like his face, chillingly cold.
"You! How are we supposed to play if you go on stage?!" The Fifth Prince was furious. He was very proud of himself today, and victory was in his grasp, but he never expected that a Cheng Yaojin would suddenly appear out of nowhere!
"Are you afraid of losing, or can't handle losing? Useless." The Fourth Prince replied coldly, his expression blank.
"You!" The Fifth Prince had been called a good-for-nothing more than once today, and he was so angry that he wanted to scratch the Fourth Prince's face. Helpless, he could only look to the Third Prince for help.
The Third Prince probably hadn't expected to encounter such a formidable opponent. However, he was always gentle, and even at this moment, he still had a gentle smile on his face: "My uncle said that polo matches are for entertainment and also to train our teamwork skills. It's rare for Fourth Brother to participate in the match, so he can give us some pointers."
Then, smiling, he looked at the Fourth Prince and said, "Fourth Brother, please guide me from now on."