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"Big brother is so lame, Sister Veneto can't even lead her."

"You still need more practice. After all, you are representing Sardinia now."

"Courage is commendable, but if you are not good enough, don't try to be brave."

Liu Cheng continued to nod: "Mine, my problem."

Veneto couldn't stand it anymore, she said: "It's not Liu Cheng's problem, I was too nervous and didn't follow Liu Cheng's instructions, otherwise I still have a chance to win."

The crowd was silent for a moment, then began to chatter again.

"The Veneto elder sister is so magnanimous that she took the initiative to help her elder brother take the blame."

"It's okay, Veneto, we won't blame Liu Cheng. He's just a human, and it's not shameful to be unable to beat a ship girl."

"Veneto, you are too kind. Sometimes you can't just be tolerant. You have to spur him on so that he can make progress."

Liu Cheng still nodded: "Yes, yes."

Veneto was speechless. She looked at Liu Cheng apologetically, but all she got was a comforting smile from him. She bit her lip and her body felt a little hot, as if the softest part of her mental Rubik's Cube had been poked.

Regardless, the goal was achieved, as both Hood and Bismarck advanced to the finals and will have a head-on confrontation.

Is it luck or strength, historical inertia or attribute suppression? The truth will be revealed next.

But there is still a problem with this game. Bismarck can lose because she is the winner. Hood can also lose. After some relief, she will not be more troubled than before even if she loses. But this is not conducive to what is to be done next.

Liu Cheng and Prince of Wales looked at each other from a distance, and Prince of Wales nodded.

It was a very covert action, but it was still seen by Prince Eugen who had been observing secretly. She lightly held up her chin, looked at the two of them with her beautiful brown eyes, then looked at Bismarck and Hood. Prince Eugen, who understood the situation, curled the corners of her mouth and couldn't help thinking, Liu Cheng, Liu Cheng, is there any ship girl you haven't hooked up with?

Just before the final was about to begin, the Prince of Wales suddenly said: "I think it's a bit unfair."

"What's unfair about that?" Prince Eugen said, "If you want, you can also ask your sister King George V or the Duke of York to come over. There is no tacit understanding."

"That's not what I meant." The Prince of Wales glanced at Prince Eugen and continued, "I was thinking that the prize was provided by Liu Cheng, but Liu Cheng did not enter the finals. Isn't it a bit unfair to him?"

Prince Eugen immediately understood the Prince of Wales' intention. Oh no, my proposal was a waste of time.

However, it was difficult for her to come up with a counterattack in such a short time. Littorio asked, "What do you think?"

"I think we can let Liu Cheng freely choose a replacement to participate in the finals. Moreover, Sardinia is the host country. I know that everyone doesn't care about winning or losing, but it is always not good to have no Sardinian players in the finals. Liu Cheng is currently serving in Sardinia and can definitely represent Sardinia. This way, we can have the best of both worlds."

Tirpitz blinked and said, "I think so."

His sister agreed, and Bismarck certainly had no objection.

Hood felt that something was wrong, but since Bismarck had agreed, he certainly couldn't lose in terms of magnanimity.

None of the contestants had any objections, and of course no one else had any objections. Garibaldi said, "Actually, I think we can also let Venet..."

Littorio decisively patted Garibaldi on the shoulder to interrupt her, looked at Liu Cheng and said, "Do you have any questions?"

Liu Chenggu looked around awkwardly, then, after a fierce psychological struggle, he nodded.

"Okay, since there is no problem, then it is decided."

Littorio made the decision immediately. He couldn't let Veneto embarrass himself again. "Then Liu Cheng, who do you want to replace?"

Liu Cheng thought for a moment and said, "It is really cruel to separate two sisters. I cannot do it. Since the idea was proposed by the Prince of Wales, I think this noble lady will not mind giving way. Then I will shamelessly replace her."

"No problem," said the Prince of Wales.

Hood's eyes swept over the Prince of Wales. She seemed to understand something and said, "Yes, tacit understanding may be cultivated in actual combat. Liu Cheng, please give me more advice."

Hood could sense that the Prince of Wales's purpose was not as simple as she said, but she did not hate him in her heart. Perhaps it was because Liu Cheng chose to fight alongside her. Hood was even secretly happy to be able to cooperate with Liu Cheng to fight against the Iron Blood.

Liu Cheng said: "Please give me your guidance. I will try my best not to be a drag."

After the interlude, the competition is about to begin.

The Prince of Wales, who had completed his mission, stood on the beach with his arms folded across his chest. Prince Eugen came over and stood side by side with her as if unconsciously. His red lips moved, and a voice that only the two of them could hear came out of Prince Eugen's mouth:

"Thief."

The Prince of Wales responded in the same tone: "A defeated general."

The two of them did not make any eye contact, but they both understood that the battle that had stretched from the Strait of Gibraltar half a year ago to the present day had begun again.

The previous battle was for Hood and Bismarck, and this time is the same, but this time there is one more person involved, Liu Cheng.

Chapter 120: Hood, you and I will attack him together

Before the game started, the athletes from both teams shook hands.

Tirpitz smiled at Liu Cheng and winked her left eye playfully, indicating that she had played all the necessary cooperation, but the outcome would still depend on Liu Cheng's ability, and she would not let him off.

Bismarck held Liu Cheng's hand, and her slender white fingers pressed hard, almost making a "crunching" sound from the friction of bones, to express her dissatisfaction with Liu Cheng for not choosing to join Tirpitz's team.

Liu Cheng endured it silently, and even wanted to sing a song - the dancer was also a human being, who could she tell about the pain in her heart? Because of the pressure of life, she swallowed down her tears...

Oh, your sister Tirpitz understands me, and will obey me and comfort me unconditionally, so it's okay.

As for Hood and Bismarck, they had blank expressions on their faces and their shaking hands were completely unforced; their palms simply touched for a moment before separating immediately; at least it could be considered a handshake.

After the draw determines the serving right, the players from both sides enter the court.

Liu Cheng habitually stood in the back row. He took the initiative to say, "I will be in charge of the second half just like the Prince of Wales. Just follow your previous play style. If I fall behind, it will be my fault. I will apologize later."

"Ah."

Hood didn't turn around, so he couldn't see the expression on her face, but her voice still came through.

"Do you and Wales think I might lose?"

"..."

"Of course I might lose..." Hood turned his head, his delicate and mature face full of determination, "But I won't lose!"

Liu Cheng's heart trembled. He understood what Hood meant. She might lose the game, but she, Hood, would never admit defeat. Such a resolute attitude was more than just beautiful. She was a rose blooming on the seashore. Under the perfect body of the elegant royal lady, there was an incomparable firm and unyielding strength.

"I understand." Liu Cheng took a deep breath and got into position to catch the ball. "Winning or losing is a matter for the future. Miss Hood, let's fight with all our strength."

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Hood turned around, his fair face filled with smiles. Someone understood him and cared about him. For some reason, Hood felt that he had won.

But that's not enough, she wants to win more!

"Game start!"

Following Count Cavour's whistle, Bismarck threw the ball high into the air, hitting it in a perfect parabola.

Liu Cheng had already taken his position in advance. Of course, it was impossible for him to focus all his attention on those swaying white rabbits. In the previous game, he observed that Bismarck did not like to hit long diagonal balls, but basically played straight fast balls, which was very consistent with her meticulous and arrogant personality, which was to defeat the opponent head-on with speed and strength.

Liu Cheng successfully received the ball, Hood threw the ball high, and Liu Cheng jumped high to smash it.

Count Cavour blew the whistle: "1:0, Royal and Sardinia score, Hood serves in the next game."

"Pretty!"

"Small idea!"

Liu Cheng and Hu De clapped their hands happily and smiled at each other. It was totally unlike the tacit understanding they had when they first worked together.

Bismarck pursed his lips and said, "My serve was seen through, and my movement was not in place."

"It's okay. It seems that the opponent is very strong. We should work hard together." Tirpitz said calmly, "Liu Cheng is an outstanding soldier. Don't underestimate him."

"Well, let's do our best together."

The sister's plain words could warm people's hearts. Bismarck's eyes were firm and his long limbs were full of strength.

No one can stop the iron blood, no one.

1:1

2:1

2:2

……

13:14

The score was very close, and both sides even had a wave of 23 net passes, which made the watching ship girls scream with excitement. The Sardinian ship girls all started to cheer for Liu Cheng loudly.

Tianying said with a little surprise: "Why do Liu Cheng and Miss Hu De have such a tacit understanding with Veneto?

It just doesn’t work well together.”

The surroundings fell silent for a moment, and Sky Eagle dealt true damage.

But soon Giulio Caesar said: "It is probably because Liu Cheng and Hood's levels are not much different, so it is easy for them to cooperate. But Lord Veneto's skills are far superior to Liu Cheng, and he has to accommodate him, so they can't cooperate."

The little fans instantly felt it was reasonable.

Dragoon: "That makes sense."

Gioberti: “I think so, too.”

Garibaldi: "Ms. Veneto, she is so gentle, I am crying."

Littorio looked at Giulio Caesar with a somewhat amused look. He didn't expect that this fitness enthusiast had such a sense of humor... No, she seemed to be serious?

Veneto, who was trusted by everyone, covered her forehead with her fair hands, hiding half of her face. Originally, she felt a little regretful and envious when she saw Liu Cheng sweating on the court. Now, after hearing what everyone said, an idea came to her mind. Maybe her level was not that bad after all. Then, should she find another opportunity to cooperate with Liu Cheng and try again?

18:19

20:21

23:23

According to the rules of beach volleyball, the team that scores 21 points first and leads the opponent by at least two points wins. However, in this evenly matched game, the scores of both sides rose alternately, and the gap never exceeded one point, so the game was forced into overtime.

Hood was ready to jump, but after catching a glimpse of Liu Cheng's position out of the corner of his eye, he made a fake jump, but actually passed the ball to the other side of the grid. There was no need for verbal communication. After Liu Cheng used a fake move to trick Tirpitz into jumping to block the ball, he jumped high and made a violent smash. Bismarck had saved the ball at the fastest speed, but there was no enough time to react. The ball hit Bismarck's hand and bounced out of bounds.

"24:23, Royal and Sardinia score, match point, Ryu Seung serves in the next game."

The score was reversed and the match point was reached. Hood breathed deeply, his chest rising and falling violently, he was excited and nervous.

Bismarck also bit her lower lip tightly. She couldn't lose, either for herself or for Tirpitz.

Liu Cheng took a deep breath. He now felt that whether he won or lost would not affect the final result. He just needed to give it his all. Liu Cheng threw the volleyball and his serve was as steady as ever.

Tirpitz received the ball, Bismarck made a long pass, and Tirpitz took it and attacked from a distance.

Hood dived to save the ball, Liu Cheng corrected his trajectory, and Hood reached out to smash it.

The blue and white volleyball shuttled back and forth between the nets, drawing parabolas and straight lines. It nearly fell to the ground many times and was rescued by people from both sides. The watching ship girls held their breath, so nervous that they even forgot to cheer.

“Save the ball, save the ball!”

"I come."

"Tirpitz, back off."

"Drink!"

The ball was passed to Liu Cheng. Hood had just used a light pass to move Bismarck and Tirpitz to the frontcourt. Now he only needed a long dunk to have at least a 60% chance of scoring the point.

Liu Cheng paused for a moment, then made a fake move to trick Bismarck into jumping to block the ball, and then quickly passed the ball to Hood, shouting loudly: "Hood!"

Leaping high, Hood saw Bismarck, who had just jumped to the highest point and was about to fall. Her slender white hands were clenched into fists as if she had used up all her strength.

“Thief cat!!!! Aa ...

A loud shout came out from Hood's elegant and delicate little mouth, and the volleyball instantly burst out at an extremely fast speed, like a meteor shooting out.

Bismarck quickly leaned back and bent over, while Tirpitz jumped sideways to reach the ball.

But it was too late. This ball was filled with all the emotions that Hood had accumulated in the past six months. How could he receive it?

The volleyball splashed into the water, creating a huge splash.

There was complete silence all around.

Won it, huh?

Chapter 121 A Glorious Victory and Hood's Slap

"On the line, in bounds, 25:23, Royal and Sardinia, win!"

As Count Cavour announced the result of the match in a suppressed and excited tone, the crowd cheered all of a sudden, especially the Sardinian ship girls who applauded.

As expected, we Sardinia are really powerful. We gave way to you before only for the sake of peace. And the Royal Family, without our help, you can't defeat the Iron Blood!

After completing the most satisfying blow in the past six months, even more satisfying than the one she had delivered when she scolded Bismarck, Hood fell into the water and sat on the sand. She listened to the referee's announcement and the cheers and applause from the shore. She was a little confused for a moment and murmured, "Did I win?"