Imperial County Magistrate

Chapter 787
As we all know, it is reasonable for a car mechanic to bring a wrench when playing football, so it is also reasonable for a carpenter to bring a mallet when playing football.

Even His Majesty the Emperor thought it was very reasonable. What's the fuss about a carpenter bringing a gavel?

Only Zhao Kang, who was on the sidelines ready to watch the game, frowned: "Why does it feel like something is wrong?"

As the referee blew his whistle, the much-anticipated first football match of the Xinyi Cup finally started!

Zhao Kang also put aside his messy thoughts and prepared to observe the strength of the Royal Football Team.

When the football came to Xiao Xuance's feet, His Majesty's footwork should not be underestimated. He was ready to dribble past someone.

At the commentary table, both Bai Feng and Jin Yuan explained passionately.

At this moment, the captain of the Wuling team, who was a carpenter, took out the gavel from his trouser pocket, struck it towards Xiao Xuance, and put it directly at the Emperor Daqian.

"Oh! The game was so exciting. Just when the Royal team's Xiao Dapao was about to break through, he was attacked by a gavel from a Wuling County player and blood spilled on the field! The football was taken away!"

Jin Yuan on the side said calmly at this time: "It would be better if the monkey steals the peach this time. The move is not very entertaining."

Zhao Kang was dumbfounded. He sat on the sidelines and looked at the referee he had trained. Why didn't he blow the whistle?

Are you blind?
Can't you see such an obvious foul?
The strangest thing is that even Xiao Xuance, who was knocked down, only got up after wiping away the nosebleed.

"Damn it, it turns out this gavel is a weapon, right?"

Then His Majesty the Emperor rushed forward with three steps followed by two steps.

Bai Feng roared: "Xiao Dapao flew up! He kicked the opponent's player away with a scud and regained the football! As expected of the captain of the Royal team, he is very powerful!"

Grass!That’s not how you play!
Zhao Kang rushed to the sidelines directly, "Referee, why didn't you blow the whistle! Didn't you see the foul?"

The referee turned around and wondered: "Mr. Zhao? Where is the foul? There is no handball, offside, shoveling, blocking, collision and delaying time as you mentioned. There is no foul!"

Zhao Kang was stunned: "They are beating someone!"

"It's about playing football. Isn't it normal to make some small moves? Isn't this what you call physical confrontation? We used to play sepak takraw like this! Besides, the foul you gave me didn't say you can't hit someone!"

"What the hell do you call this a small move? What do you call a physical confrontation? You're already bleeding!"

Zhao Kang was stunned. In the time he was talking, Zhang Hube, who had eight-pack abs, was kicked by an opponent's player and rolled to the ground.

In a daze, he rolled and crawled through the opponent's blockade!
The referee scratched his head: "The Royals didn't say anything?"

The audience on the field was even more enthusiastic, and even Zhao Kang heard the cheers of "Kill him to death!"

Zhao Kang was stunned. He recalled what the referee said. We used to play sepak takraw like this.

Somewhat flustered, I quickly ran to find my players and asked: "You used to play sepak takraw, can you hit people?"

Captain Rona said calmly: "Sir, that's not called beating. In your words, it's called physical confrontation."

Worthy!

Zhao Kang was stunned. This was not the football match he imagined at all!
At this moment, there was a loud cheer in the football stadium.

He hurriedly ran back and saw Fang Shao, the goalkeeper of the Royal Team, firmly pressing the football down with a slap.

Manager Fang laughed disdainfully, and then kicked off with a big kick.

The football was shot out like a cannonball, aiming at the captain of the Wuling team who had given Xiao Xuance a hammer before, and even the man dribbling the ball was shot away!

"Dare to attack our Majesty? I'll kick you to death!"

"It's true energy! It's true energy! The goalkeeper of the Royal team used true energy!" Jin Yuan shouted excitedly!

Bai Feng also stretched his neck: "Who would have thought that the goalkeeper of the Royal Team is actually a top player! With him, it seems that Wuling can't break the Royal Team's gate!"

"But the ball went out of bounds. Now it's the Wuling team's possession."

The commentary was very passionate, the players played passionately, and the audience enjoyed watching it.

Except Zhao Kang.Fang Shao's kick directly shattered his outlook on life. He thought he had seen the movie Shaolin Football by Master Xing.

So much so that he didn't come back to his senses even after the game was over.

The players of the Royal team all stood on the field with bruises and swollen faces.

Looking at the Wuling team on the opposite side who was also victorious despite being bruised and bruised.

I didn’t expect that even though we were so powerful, we still lost!

The Secretary of the Ministry of War closed his eyes helplessly in the audience and patted his thighs covered with shoe marks. If only I were 20 years younger!How come he got injured and left the game!
A crime of no war!
Although the Royal Team has Fang Shao, a fourth-level master, their players are too old. Except for Xiao Xuance, they are all over 40 years old.

The Wuling team player was forced to leave the field immediately. When the whistle ended, there were only seven people on the field.

The substitutes were all injured!

In the end, they lost the game due to insufficient players and were eliminated in the first round.

"The world is full of talented people! I can't do it if I don't accept it." Yang Qian, who had a few teeth kicked out, lamented.

Wei Guan was dejected, and Xiao Xuance was also a little disappointed. He didn't expect that he could only go so far, and he was eliminated before he met Lao Zhao.

hateful!It must be because of that football baby!

However, the saddest thing is not them, but the audience!

"Day! Ni! Ma! Refund!"

A member of the Royal Team audience shouted excitedly!

"Are you worthy of us?"

"Are you worthy of us? I'm going to knock you out if you're so hot!"

Many people even fell down on their seats in despair: "My money!"

"I sold my house to buy you guys and I won! Damn it!"

"You bunch of beasts! Those things that are inferior to pigs and dogs are actually kicked like this!"

"I worked so hard to come here from other places and bought scalper tickets worth five taels of silver, and you're going to kick me like this?"

"It's better for me to do it! I can take a few more punches!"

"Garbage! Garbage! It's all garbage!"

"There is no strategy at all! Let's just fight around one person! Do you know how to play ball?"

"Fortunately, I didn't buy all of your Royal team. Let me play well for the Yangzhou team!"

Those who didn’t know better thought it was a multi-person boxing match!

Only then did Zhao Kang come to his senses, Nick X will be my team in the next game!

It's a pity that he came to his senses too late!
The players have begun to enter the stadium and the game has begun!

Even if he is the president of the Football Association, it is impossible to stop the game and make new rules now.

Watching the kick-off on the field, Zhao Kang became uneasy, and then saw Rona, whom he had personally trained, being punched by the Caoxian team and rolling all over the floor.

"It's over! It's over!"

"Stand up, Rona!"

Zhao Kang cried out heartbroken, he could only hope that the team members could bear it!

(End of this chapter)