"Master!"

"The two ladies are here!"

As soon as the two sat down, many students came over to say hello. Looking at Ye Ningyu's silver polo uniform, some people couldn't help but express admiration and emotion.

But every time they set their sights on Mrs. Ning, they always felt that the surroundings were cold, and they didn't know what was going on.

"Master Ning, have you formed a team yet?" Liu Peizhi ran over and asked.

Ye Ningyu shook his head, "Let's draw lots later."

"Master, you don't need to draw lots. You can join the team with me. I'm in the third round." He looked at Ye Ning and said.

Since Ning and Bai sat here, Liu Peizhi had come here countless times. Each time, he asked Ye Ningyu about his team formation in a different way, and then asked in a roundabout way to form a team with him.

"Ahem..." When he finally asked this question directly, Bai Chengzhi couldn't bear it anymore. "Didn't you see the polo uniform I'm wearing? Why don't you ask me to team up with you?"

Liu Peizhi smiled hard, showing his big white teeth, "Hey, um... a team can only have one wife."

"You are a master, why don't you choose this master?" Bai Chengzhi did not intend to give Liu Peizhi a good look.

Liu Peizhi stood up and said, "Ah what...I'll go get ready first!"

When leaving, he looked at Ye Ningyu from time to time, winking and asking her to form a team with him.

Finally, when Liu Peizhi refused to give up for who knows how many times, Ye Ningyu nodded to him. Liu Peizhi was so happy that he ran out as fast as he could, not seeing Bai Chengzhi, whose face was as black as coal.

After the students left, Bai Chengzhi cast a dissatisfied look at Ye Ningyu.

"What's wrong?" Ye Ningyu thought his eyes were strange.

"I'm in the third round too."

"so what?"

"So we are opponents in the third round."

"Oh." Ye Ningyu nodded expressionlessly.

"I was thinking of you playing in the second round."

"What happened to round two?"

"The second round is the Master's Battle. You and I form a team and kill all the invincible players on the court!" As he spoke, Bai Chengzhi looked towards the court.

Seeing his demeanor, Ye Ningyu suddenly felt that the stadium might be too small for him to perform well, and a thirty-mile battlefield should be prepared for him.

This sentence made Bai Chengzhi suddenly look a little childish in her eyes, and Ye Ningyu couldn't help but smile.

Bai Chengzhi looked serious, "Since you and I are opponents, we will remain silent from now on, lest I..."

Ye Ningyu looked at him, waiting for him to finish what he said.

"I...can't do it." Bai Chengzhi deliberately turned his head to the side, not looking at Ye Ningyu.

Ye Ningyu wanted to make a few jokes, but suddenly she heard the sound of gongs on the field, and the first round began.

This is a class battle, with ten people on each side.

The referee held the gong in his hand and his voice resounded throughout the forest garden. "Everyone is divided into two teams on horseback, holding a ball stick, and hits a ball together. The winner is the one who scores the opponent's goal!"

As soon as he finished speaking, twenty students, each riding a tall horse, walked majestically into the Linyuan.

I saw them wearing narrow-sleeved robes of various colors, black boots on their feet, and holding moon staffs in their hands. They all looked like jade trees standing in the wind, like warriors about to go to the battlefield, with their eyes full of the desire for victory.

Ten people are divided into two rows, standing opposite each other, and each team has a leader.

"Start!" The gong sounded, and the horses galloped.

Someone saw the right moment, swung the golf club, and the small polo flew into the opponent's goal like an arrow from the string.

"Tianzi Class B, come first!" The referee shouted the winner's score on the field. After only a short time on the field, one of the teams was far ahead.

"Come again!" The team that was temporarily behind was quite unconvinced and was ready to continue fighting.

The dust on the field was flying, and the cheers from the audience got louder and louder.

Regardless of whether they were playing or not, the students were all looking at the field intently, their eyes following the twenty people as they moved around.

Among the students, there was a person who looked relatively petite. He was looking in the direction of a rest area directly opposite, and his eyes did not move away for a long time.

A student came over, pulled him aside, and whispered, "It's good for you to stay with me today and don't run around. It took a lot of effort to bring you in, so you can't cause any trouble."

"I know." The student-looking man responded impatiently.

The noise in Linyuan is getting louder and louder. At present, both sides have three advantages, and the field has entered the match point stage.

I saw one of the groups suddenly marching forward. The four men occupied the east, west, north and south corners, forming a four-point formation to occupy favorable terrain to block the opponent's attack.

The remaining six people rushed forward and scored with a swing. Before the opponent could intercept the ball, the ball had already entered the opponent's goal.

"Tianzi Class B, win!" The gong sounded, indicating the winner of the first round.

The students in Class B of Tianzi were very excited in the stands. Some students walked to the field, pulled down ten classmates who were riding horses, and threw them into the air.

For a while, the cheers, encouragement, and shouts never stopped.

"The new white horse is afraid of the sound of the whip, so it breaks through the door and hits the ball." In the stands, some students were busy reciting poems and were filled with emotion.

The second round is a battle between husband and wife.

The masters in the Imperial College are generally older, with only three or four doctors who are just over thirty years old, and they form two teams of four with a few slightly younger masters.

There were several old masters sitting in the stands. The old masters, who had always been calm and solemn, craned their necks to look at them. However, their old eyes were dim and they could only see people moving. They couldn't even tell the difference between a man and a horse.

One of them pointed to the tall gong and asked the people around him tremblingly, "Which class is that kid from? Why is he so tall?"

Someone raised a loud voice and explained to the old master, "That's a gong, that's a gong!"

The old master pointed at himself, his face full of pride, "Oh, it turns out you are in my class."

The duel between the masters was not as competitive as the students. Before the show started, a master looked at the leader of the opponent and sat on the horse with his hands clasped in his fists.

"It's just a game of polo. Keeping fit is the first priority. Winning or losing is not important."

Another Master also clasped his fists with a sincere look on his face. "What Master Liu said is very reasonable. We have never been people who value victory or defeat."

The two masters were both martial arts masters from the Imperial Academy. They were tall and tall. At this time, they all had kind smiles on their faces.

The next moment, the gong sounded, and Master Liu clamped his horse's belly and took the lead in attacking, shouting to his teammates, "Come on, beat them to pieces!"

The opponents all rolled their eyes. The opponent who had just spoken to Master Liu also took the lead to greet him, "Hit him! No mercy! No mercy!"

The two parties competed for it, and the intensity of the collision between the clubs was no less intense than in the first game.

Ye Ningyu sat in the stands, took a cup of tea and put it into her mouth, marveling. "This Imperial Master is really... very fierce."

Bai Chengzhi took a long breath and said, "This is the first time I have seen such a domineering scene."

This round only lasted about the time of a stick of incense.

Except for the two leaders who were martial arts masters, the others were mostly literary masters over thirty years old, and they became overwhelmed after just a few rounds. This game was not so much a duel between two teams, but a battle between two teams.

A battle between two martial arts masters.

The sound of the gong signifies victory or defeat, Master Liu is superior in skill.

"The third game..."
Chapter completed!