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

Chapter 523 Direct Confrontation
"This little girl not only knows that she is cute, but she also uses it to her advantage."

Looking at Princess Ankang acting cute and charming her teammates on the field, Li Xuan couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

But if this could make Jiang Ying and others let go of their grudges, it would be a good thing.

Just as both sides were ready and the third match was about to begin, Duke Hu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke:

"We're almost done with the warm-up. Let's change the third game into a direct confrontation."

After these words were spoken, the young generals just nodded and accepted the order.

The Third Prince and the Eighth Prince's expressions changed slightly, and they looked a little unnatural.

The next moment, soldiers came to the field, drew a circle in the middle of the two sides of the field, and then drew a curve to divide the circle into two, resembling a yin and yang fish.

"Myna, what do you mean by direct confrontation?"

Princess Ankang asked curiously.

It looks like the rules of the game have changed.

The Eighth Prince immediately explained: "There are three types of Cuju matches, namely direct confrontation, indirect confrontation and free play."

"Like the one we played just now, with the goals on both sides and the two teams only attacking in their respective fields, that's a form of indirect confrontation."

"Another indirect confrontation is to put a goal in the middle of the two fields, but the wind eye of that goal is twice as high, making it more difficult to score a goal."

"White fighting is more of a performance, with the winner determined by the number of tricks and the level of skill. There is no confrontation between the players."

After listening to the two ways of playing Cuju, Princess Ankang had already guessed what the direct confrontation would be like.

"As for direct confrontation..."

The Eighth Prince was silent for a moment, looking at the Yin-Yang fish between the two sides of the field, and then said: "It's still the same field as before, but now you can move freely on both sides."

"In this way, physical confrontation between the two players cannot be avoided."

The Eighth Prince knew Cuju very well, and was naturally very clear about the basic rules.

After the soldiers finished drawing the Yin-Yang fish, they quickly left the scene.

Duke Hu announced loudly: "The third match will be a direct confrontation, as will the official exchange match. This is a good opportunity to familiarize ourselves with the game in advance."

"As for the referee, I will be the one."

The Eighth Prince looked at Duke Hu, then lowered his voice and told Princess Ankang beside him, "Ankang, you must be careful later."

"I've heard that the Cuju in the army is particularly barbaric. This old man didn't even bring a whistle. He didn't even think about playing the game properly. We'll just have to hope for the best later."

Princess Ankang swallowed her saliva and asked nervously, "It's not that serious, is it?"

"Well, although we have special status, it is inevitable that we will get hurt when playing Cuju. As long as it's not serious, who can say anything?"

"Besides, they are all soldiers of the advance army, and they are about to go to war for the country. Can we make things difficult for them because of such a small matter?"

Although Li Xuan was far away at the sidelines, he heard the Eighth Prince's words clearly.

He couldn't help but frown and looked at Duke Hu beside him in confusion.

Although the skills of these young generals on the field are extraordinary, Princess Ankang is also physically strong, far beyond ordinary people, so she is not worried about any danger.

If it was just a direct confrontational Cuju game...

"Myna, won't there be fourteen people who want to beat you up later?"

"???"

The Eighth Prince was confused for a moment, looked across and then looked behind him, then a miserable smile appeared on his face.

Yes, there are a total of sixteen people on the field. Except for Ankang who doesn't hit him, the rest of them will naturally not let him off easily.

Especially Jiang Ying and others in the same team, I am afraid they will have to work harder than the opponents to beat the Eighth Prince.

"Ankang, if Bage doesn't make it today, remember to take good care of Xiang for me."

"Myna, woo woo woo~"

Seeing the Eighth Prince entrusting his son to others before his death on the field, Duke Hu outside the field couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

"This damn kid!"

Duke Hu did not give the Eighth Prince any more opportunities to continue to embarrass himself, and immediately announced the start of the third game.

To be fair, the ball possession in the third game was not rotated. Hu Guogong threw the ball directly to the center of the field and let the two teams start to fight for it.

The moment the game started, the Eighth Prince turned around and ran to the edge of the field, trying to stay away from this dangerous place and protect himself.

But he had just run a few steps when he was tackled from behind.

Naturally, it was only his teammates who tackled him from behind.

What’s a little outrageous is that the eighth prince doesn’t even have the ball at his feet.

The intention of this shovel was too obvious.

After the Eighth Prince was knocked down, he rolled on the ground like a ball.

It was obvious that the kick that knocked the man down required quite a bit of skill.

As everyone expected, Jiang Ying was getting up from the ground triumphantly.

Li Xuan, who was watching the game, felt speechless.

The previous indirect confrontation had caused the Eighth Prince so much trouble. With the current rules, how could anything good happen to him?

Li Xuan silently glanced at Duke Hu, wondering how deep the hatred between this old man and his grandson was.

"Myna——"

Princess Ankang called out to the Eighth Prince who had rolled into a ball.

The eighth prince rolled on the ground dizzy and finally stopped, only to find that there was something in his arms.

"Huh? What the hell?"

The eighth prince felt the round and elastic thing in his arms, and was unable to react for a moment.

When he took a closer look, he was so frightened that his soul scared to death.

What a pity that in the eighth prince's arms was the Cuju ball that everyone in the stadium was fighting for.

Brush, brush, brush...

A strange sound suddenly exploded in the ears of the Eighth Prince. When he looked up, he saw countless smoke dragons sweeping towards him from all directions, surrounding him without any blind spots.

"That's it!"

The eighth prince only had time to think of something before he was attacked by countless feet.

Bang, puff, chirp, meow...

After a series of crackling sounds, the smoke and dust dissipated, leaving only the Eighth Prince lying there with footprints all over his body, unable to get up.

As for the ball and the other players, they had long disappeared.

When Li Xuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but lean back slightly and leaned tightly into Yu'er's arms.

"Is this what is called Cuju in the army?"

The moment Duke Hu announced the start of the game, the atmosphere on the Cuju field suddenly changed.

Those young generals were like awakened beasts, filling the Cuju field with murderous intent.

And the first victim was obviously the eighth prince.

"Myna, myna!"

"My good starling~~~"

Princess Ankang rushed forward immediately, shaking the eighth prince's body and started a big show.

"This girl..."

This time, it was Li Xuan's turn to have his eyes twitched.

They had watched a few plays outside the palace before, and they didn't expect that this girl would learn the essence of it.

If Li Xuan had not been able to feel that the Eighth Prince was still alive and well, he would have really thought that something had happened to the Eighth Prince.

Duke Hu's expression wasn't much better.

He heard that Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince got along well, so he guessed that the two might have something in common.

But the last time he saw Princess Ankang at the Chongyang Festival banquet, the princess was still dignified. He didn't expect that her illness was similar to that of his grandson.

"Hey, what's going on here?"

Duke Hu smiled and shook his head, but didn't take it too seriously.

After all, Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince are still young and always have some childish qualities.

As long as it doesn't affect other people too much, Duke Hu has no intention of interfering.

Princess Ankang shook a few times, and the Eighth Prince couldn't stand it anymore.

"Ankang, be gentle."

The Eighth Prince weakly tried to stop him.

Seeing that her method was effective, Princess Ankang stopped singing and started laughing.

"And your singing is awful."

Princess Ankang stopped laughing and started shaking the Eighth Prince again, shaking his brains out until they were almost mixed up.

The Eighth Prince was kicked so many times just now, but he didn’t feel as uncomfortable as he does now.

You know what, after being almost vomited by Princess Ankang's shaking, the Eighth Prince actually felt less pain in his body.

Princess Ankang stopped when she saw the Eighth Prince rolling his eyes and looking like he was about to foam at the mouth.

"Is my singing still difficult to listen to?"

Princess Ankang asked seriously.

The Eighth Prince shook his head with all his strength and said with his dying breath:

“It sounds good, it sounds good…”

"This is so true!"

Princess Ankang watched over the Eighth Prince lying on the ground, then looked at the others.

After kicking the eighth prince to the ground, they started to compete seriously.

However, without Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince, Jiang Ying and the others were at a disadvantage. They could only defend with all their might and had no power to fight back.

Seeing that they had no intention of attacking the Eighth Prince again, Princess Ankang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Myna, if you stand up, I'm afraid the general sisters will kick you again."

"What are we going to do?"

The Eighth Prince took a few breaths and finally regained the strength to speak:

"In this situation, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for me to come forward."

"Well, put me in a safe corner to rest for a while, and then you can lead Jiang Ying and the others to play football well."

"Wait until everyone else has ignored my existence, then I will launch a surprise attack and take it down in one fell swoop!"

Princess Ankang listened to the Eighth Prince's plan, stared at him in silence for a while, and then asked bluntly: "My dear, are you going to pretend to be dead?"

"If you act like this, the general sisters will look down on you even more."

The Eighth Prince coughed a few times and hastily explained, "What nonsense! I am just trying to save my life, waiting for the right time. Then it will work wonders!"

"Okay, stop wasting your time here with me and go help them."

As the Eighth Prince spoke, he repeatedly pushed Princess Ankang, asking her not to worry about him and to go help Jiang Ying and the others.

"Oh--"

Princess Ankang agreed somewhat reluctantly, then ran over and joined Jiang Ying and others in the defense.

With the addition of Princess Ankang, the team's defensive pressure was immediately reduced a lot.

The people on the other side couldn't help but become a little impatient when they saw that they could hold out for so long despite being short of manpower.

The eldest prince and the third prince launched wave after wave of attacks, but they were all stopped by Princess Ankang and his men.

This made the two princes feel very embarrassed.

If they give one person a handicap and the game ends in a tie, then they are the losers, right?
Except for Princess Ankang, everyone on the field cared deeply about winning or losing, so naturally they could not accept such an outcome.

But as the competition became more intense, everyone discovered that Princess Ankang's strength was extraordinary.

This cute little princess seems to be no less fast or strong than them, and is even stronger than some of them on the field.

This discovery further aroused the competitive spirit of the young generals. After all, even the other three princes were not as strong as many of them.

But if they were instead outshined by a little princess who looked younger, this would be even more unacceptable to these young generals.

But Princess Ankang on the Cuju field seemed to be omnipotent. She would generally appear wherever she was needed.

His movements were so agile and swift that they far surpassed anyone else present.

Li Xuan couldn't help but nod with relief after seeing this.

In terms of physical strength alone, it would be difficult to find someone who could compete with the current Princess Ankang even among the middle third rank.

A warrior's physical fitness will continue to be nourished by the power of qi, blood, true qi and other forces as his realm improves, and he will continue to become stronger.

But after all, it is still within the scope of ordinary warriors.

But the way Princess Ankang's body became stronger was somewhat special.

After Li Xuan absorbed the coldness for her, her body would quickly become stronger with a burst of heat, and the degree of strengthening would become more and more outrageous each time.

If this continues, it will be only a matter of time before Princess Ankang's physical strength matches that of Li Xuan, the orthodox beastman kitten.

Now that I think about it, Li Xuan and Princess Ankang were switched places, with the beastmen practicing Qi and the humans practicing body training, doing the opposite of what they did.

Not only that, the road between this man and this cat is getting wider and wider.

Jiang Ying and others on the same team were also shocked when they saw Princess Ankang frequently making exaggerated movements to save the ball.

But while I was shocked, my morale was also boosted.

They are not so poor that they have to rely on a little girl to support the whole game.

"Change the formation and help Her Royal Highness the Princess counterattack!"

At Jiang Ying's command, the young generals in the same team immediately took action.

Originally their formation was to defend but not attack, but now subtle changes have quietly occurred.

Jiang Ying came to the back and stood shoulder to shoulder with Princess Ankang.

"Your Highness, the attack is up to you."

Jiang Ying and Princess Ankang looked at each other closely. Seeing that perfect face and special light blue eyes, Jiang Ying suddenly felt her cheeks getting hot for some reason.

Jiang Ying didn't dare to think too much, and immediately grabbed Princess Ankang's wrist and threw her forward.

Princess Ankang's nimble body immediately passed over the crowd and flew towards the empty backcourt of the opponent.

"not good!"

Someone immediately realized something was wrong.

But at this time, Jiang Ying had temporarily controlled the ball under the cover of others.

Without any hesitation, she kicked the ball forward and chased after Princess Ankang's back.

Princess Ankang was thrown into the air in a daze, but when she turned around and saw the ball catching up with her, her body subconsciously swung in the air.

Seeing Princess Ankang's posture, the Eighth Prince, who was pretending to be dead in a corner of the venue, suddenly widened his eyes.

"Upside-down Rainbow Bridge!?"

boom--

The moment the ball touched Princess Ankang's toes, a rainbow bridge suddenly appeared in the air, passing through the opponent's goal.

Princess Ankang turned around gracefully and fell to the ground like a banished fairy.

Everyone seemed to have turned on the mute button and just silently looked at Princess Ankang's back.

In the end, it was Duke Hu's voice that broke the silence.

"One to zero!"

(End of this chapter)