Ouchi Taming the Cat, starting with the Ten Tiger Forms!

Chapter 522 The leaky little cotton-padded jacket

"Sister Ying, he's quite resistant to beatings."

Several female generals beside Jiang Ying gathered together and whispered.

"Humph, kick him a few more times and he'll behave himself."

Jiang Ying snorted coldly. It was obvious that just one game was not enough to vent her anger.

"Sister Ying, he is a prince after all, so we shouldn't go too far, right?"

The female general who was speaking glanced at Duke Hu on the sidelines.

"The Duke didn't say anything just now, and he won't say anything now."

"Just kick it with confidence."

"Didn't he just say he wanted to win this game?"

"Let's fulfill his wish and play with him for a while longer."

"When the final round comes, I'll make him pay!"

Jiang Ying comforted the others, but her dissatisfaction with the Eighth Prince grew even stronger.

Others should have realized to some extent that today's match was specially arranged by Duke Hu.

I'm afraid their purpose is to make peace between them and the Eighth Prince.

Rationally, this is indeed what should be done for the sake of their respective better development.

But emotionally, Jiang Ying and others couldn't swallow this.

These people from the Jiang family have suffered several times more than others in order to climb to their current position, and only then have they made it.

All of this was caused by the willful and reckless Eighth Prince.

Now that Jiang Ying and the others no longer need the Eighth Prince, he pops up again and wants to regain their loyalty.

How could such a good thing happen in this world?

Now, Jiang Ying and others have been appreciated by Duke Hu by relying on their own abilities and have established a firm foothold in the military.

Under such circumstances, it would be difficult for the Eighth Prince to regain the Jiang family's trust.

After a short break, the second game began.

After the second game started, the Eighth Prince felt his pressure suddenly reduced.

He thought it was his sincere attitude that touched Jiang Ying and others.

When the Eighth Prince turned around confidently and gestured to Jiang Ying and the others with a smile, he was met with those cold gazes again.

This made the Eighth Prince turn his head immediately and look for help to Princess Ankang standing beside him.

"Myna, don't be afraid."

"At least they want to win this round, so just do your best and don't think too much."

While the two were talking, the other side had already kicked the ball.

Jiang Ying, who was in the backcourt, received the ball and ran straight towards the Eighth Prince.

The two teams had just exchanged a few balls, and Princess Ankang and her team were only leading by three points. As a result, Jiang Ying started kicking the Eighth Prince again.

The eighth prince heard the familiar sound of a ball breaking through the air behind him, but did not make any evasive move.

Because, during the break, Princess Ankang said that she would help him keep an eye on his back.

"nice shot!"

Princess Ankang lied with her eyes open. After shouting, she easily caught the ball kicked at the Eighth Prince. Then she lifted the ball high and it landed right in front of the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince had been standing at the forward position at Jiang Ying's insistence. Now that Princess Ankang had fed him such a good ball, it gave him an excellent opportunity to perform.

The eighth prince immediately demonstrated his superb football skills and kicked a difficult shot.

His signature weird curve ball instantly broke through the heavy defense and went straight through Fengliuyan.

After all, the participants in this Cuju game were all humans, and there were no people like Li Xuan and A Xiang participating, which made it much easier for the Eighth Prince to score.

The goal scored by the Eighth Prince made the whole stadium fall silent. It was Princess Ankang's happy "Yeah~" that broke the tense atmosphere.

"Tsk."

The third prince on the opposite side was very unhappy when he saw the eighth prince stealing the show.

The other young generals were amazed at the Eighth Prince's superb ball skills.

Even the Cuju experts in the army were still inferior to the Eighth Prince in terms of skills.

After all, the game of Cuju in the army is more about efficiency, and the eighth prince's skills are obviously more gorgeous.

This was an eye-opener for the young generals who were used to seeing simple football skills.

"It's just a decoration!"

Jiang Ying said through gritted teeth.

The others looked at Jiang Ying's expression and didn't know what to say.

Although Jiang Ying expressed her dissatisfaction with the Eighth Prince, her eyes were fixed on Princess Ankang.

"This little girl is a little weird..."

Jiang Ying knew best how powerful the ball she kicked was.

But just now, Princess Ankang easily caught the ball that he kicked to the Eighth Prince, and she passed the ball to him very accurately.

It can be clearly seen that Princess Ankang should be a few years younger than them.

Jiang Ying was very impressed by the fact that he had such strength at such a young age.

"Princess Ankang..."

Jiang Ying repeated Princess Ankang's name and became more interested in this princess who was the only one to attend the exchange competition.

After all, compared with the eldest prince and others, Princess Ankang is not only the only princess, but also very young, which is really eye-catching.

Plus Princess Ankang's lively and lovely appearance...

Jiang Ying immediately shook her head, regained consciousness, and shifted her gaze from Princess Ankang, who was celebrating happily, to the Eighth Prince.

A raging fire suddenly ignited in her beautiful eyes again.

The Eighth Prince, who was originally happily celebrating with Princess Ankang, suddenly shuddered and couldn't help shivering.

He didn't even need to turn around to see what was going on.

"Ah~"

The Eighth Prince couldn't help but sigh.

“The road ahead is difficult and arduous.”

Princess Ankang saw that he was still sighing after scoring a goal, so she patted his shoulder and encouraged him:
"Come on, mynah!"

The following game became a one-sided performance by Princess Ankang and her team.

With Jiang Ying launching the offensive, Princess Ankang connecting the attack, and the Eighth Prince finishing the attack, they were ahead all the way and the gap kept widening.

If Jiang Ying had not persisted in launching attacks on the Eighth Prince, her friends would have thought that Jiang Ying had betrayed them.

The three of them really cooperated very well.

With Princess Ankang acting as a lubricant, Jiang Ying and the Eighth Prince actually formed a tacit cooperation.

The Eighth Prince lived up to expectations and scored goals with great efficiency, forcing the First Prince and the Third Prince on the opposing side to retreat step by step.

In this way, Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince's team easily won the second game.

The second game ended so quickly that many people didn't have time to react.

Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince skipped to the sidelines to rest and celebrate.

The rest of the people were a little confused.

"Weren't they fighting among themselves just now?"

"Why do we suddenly have this tacit understanding?"

The third prince wondered.

"From what I've observed, they're still fighting among themselves, and it seems like General Jiang is constantly kicking Old Eight in the head."

“But it seems that Ankang has forced them to cooperate now.” The eldest prince analyzed seriously.

The eldest prince also admired Princess Ankang's approach.

If he were in that position, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to come up with such a brilliant solution.

The eldest prince's analysis was indeed unique. Not only had the opposing team been fighting among themselves, but there were signs that the fighting was spreading.

"Why were you guys playing so hard just now?"

Jiang Ying questioned her companions.

The other people were speechless when they saw Jiang Ying, who was playing the most seriously and was already sweating profusely.

"Sister Ying, you were the one who played the most seriously just now, okay?"

"Have you thought it through? Do you want to win the game first?"

When Jiang Ying heard this, she immediately jumped up.

"Bullshit! I was just kicking that guy, can't you see that?"

"It's just that... they were all blocked by Her Royal Highness the Princess, and they were all fed to that person like a big cake."

Jiang Ying also felt a little powerless about this situation.

In the second game, in addition to Jiang Ying, other people also made sneak attacks on the Eighth Prince, but they were all resolved calmly by Princess Ankang.

While Princess Ankang was resolving the situation, she also smiled and shouted "Good shot" at them.

Facing Princess Ankang's innocent and lovely smile and her trusting eyes, Jiang Ying and others couldn't help but feel tortured by their conscience, and their movements gradually became distorted.

They all felt similarly, and some of them saw what Jiang Ying was thinking and gave her a way out.

"Sister Ying, we have a grudge against the Eighth Prince, but we can't vent our anger on the little princess."

"They came with good intentions to boost the morale of our advance troops and participate in a Cuju exchange match, but we kept kicking at their little princess."

"If word of this gets out..."

"I'm not targeting Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Jiang Ying said anxiously.

"Oh, we understand your idea, but to outsiders, we are just bullying the little princess."

"You know those big mouths on the other side. If we let them win today's game and then spread rumors, we will be too embarrassed to live in the army."

"If you want me to tell you, Sister Ying."

"We might as well win the game first. That way, no matter what those big mouths say in the future, we can just say that they just can't afford to lose. We can't let them have the final say."

"dont you agree?"

Several young sisters took turns to feed Jiang Ying with sweet talk.

Two young male generals from the same team stood aside yawning. They had no right to interrupt the girls when they were talking.

But seeing that they remained silent and did not come together to persuade Jiang Ying, the three female generals who were trying to persuade Jiang Ying secretly slapped each of them.

The two young male generals who were originally yawning out of boredom suddenly woke up as if from a dream, and followed suit:

"Yes, yes!"

"Sister Ying, you need to think twice!"

"We are also very unwilling to accept the loss!"

"Yes, yes..."

Li Xuan saw this scene from afar and couldn't help but chuckle.

Seeing the two young male generals getting slapped and still nodding their heads and saying “yes, yes” over and over, you can tell that they suffer a lot of persecution in their daily lives.

"It seems that all the people in this military camp are tigresses."

"And hearing them calling her 'Sister Ying' so smoothly, I'm afraid Jiang Ying's strength is indeed enough to convince everyone."

After watching the two games, Li Xuan also figured out some tricks in the military camp.

When playing Cuju, neither side cares about gender, they just kick you hard without holding back.

Gender equality in Daxing is fully reflected in fair competition.

Especially in the military, gender differences are ignored and only strength is used to determine who is superior or inferior.

This made Li Xuan particularly admire him.

Daxing, a feudal dynasty with an emperor, has many aspects that make Li Xuan break stereotypes.

"Ankang, don't lie to me."

"Why do I feel the back of my head getting hotter and hotter?"

"Are they still kicking me in the back of the head?"

The Eighth Prince looked at Jiang Ying and others who were gathered together and whispering to each other on the field, and asked with some resignation.

"Uh……"

Princess Ankang hesitated for only a moment before the Eighth Prince burst into tears:
"Woo woo woo, I knew it!"

When Princess Ankang told him not to look back and to concentrate on shooting, the Eighth Prince had vaguely guessed it.

"I knew it wouldn't be that easy to calm them down."

Princess Ankang had no choice but to pat the eighth prince on the shoulder and comfort him silently.

After all, she couldn't say that Jiang Ying was getting more and more excited in kicking, and she looked like she wouldn't stop until she kicked the Eighth Prince's head to pieces.

To be honest, this was quite different from what Princess Ankang had expected.

I thought that with the Eighth Prince's outstanding performance and after winning the second game, Jiang Ying and others would appreciate the Eighth Prince's abilities, and then put aside their prejudices, and work together to win the final victory and achieve a happy ending.

The stories Princess Ankang had read before all followed this rhythm.

But now it seems that stories are just stories after all.

She never expected that Jiang Ying seemed to hate the Eighth Prince even more.

"Myna, don't worry about anything else for now, just win the game first."

"I'm afraid the issue between you and them cannot be resolved by a Cuju game."

"If you show more sincerity in the future, you will be able to talk it out sooner or later."

The Eighth Prince immediately said resentfully: "Ankang, that's not what you just said."

Princess Ankang was somewhat embarrassed, but she still defended herself:
"Alas, the situation is ever-changing, and we have to act accordingly."

The Eighth Prince spent his rest time under the comfort of Princess Ankang.

Soon, the third game started again.

Both sides stood in position. The Third Prince had just suffered a defeat and wanted to say some polite words, but when he saw the Eighth Prince, who had won back a game, with a sad face and a miserable look, the words on the tip of his tongue were difficult to open.

The others also realized what was going on, and although they were not in the same team, they all looked sympathetically at the Eighth Prince.

Behind the Eighth Prince, Princess Ankang stood with her back to him, guarding against Jiang Ying's sneak attack.

Although she was on guard against sneak attacks, Princess Ankang's face was full of an innocent expression of encouragement for her teammates, making it impossible to guess what she was really thinking.

"General sister, let us win the final victory."

Princess Ankang waved her white and tender little fist, her pair of beautiful light blue eyes widened, and she looked so adorable that it was deadly.

Jiang Ying's heart trembled suddenly, and she thought to herself:

"She calls me Sister General~"

Jiang Ying's expression suddenly twisted and she fell into great entanglement.

Princess Ankang saw that Jiang Ying had a strange expression on her face and said to herself, "Oh no!" She quietly moved aside to prevent herself from being hit first.

Li Xuan and Yu'er in the audience even twitched their lips.

Except for them, no one else in the audience noticed Princess Ankang's affectation at this moment.

"Also, are you serious about that quiet step to the side?"

Li Xuan was secretly complaining.

In other words, the Eighth Prince was now facing away from Princess Ankang and could not see such details. Otherwise, if he knew that his sister's little cotton-padded jacket was so leaky, he would be very disappointed.

(End of this chapter)