Cuju is divided into two types: one is direct confrontation, each side has twelve players, and the player who shoots the ball into the opponent is a score. The other is indirect confrontation, the goal is in the middle, and both sides stand on both sides of the goal, who can shoot the ball into the goal to calculate the score. Direct confrontation requires higher physical strength and is prone to accidents. Indirect confrontation requires lower physical strength, high safety, and can also play many tricks, which is more appreciative.

Before the Tang Dynasty, direct confrontation was the main focus. By the Tang Dynasty, many people began to choose indirect confrontation.

Looking at the strong bodies of Li Zaixing and others, Wang Zhun naturally chose to confront indirectly.

Before Wang Zhun finished speaking, Li Zaixing laughed with a sneer: "Shisanlang looks tall and strong, like a man, why is he as weak as a woman? Cuju is originally the skill of the soldiers in the army, and it is about physical strength. He is afraid of collisions. Why are you playing Cuju? If you are not strong enough, I think you should not fight. I am afraid that you will not last long even if you enter the house. Then, let Miaoer's little lady hang in the air and cannot be raised or down. That would be so boring."

Li Zaixing's words were very vulgar and even a bit vulgar. However, Pingkangfang was originally a Fengliu Shu. If the people who came to play couldn't even listen to this, they wouldn't have come. The cheerleading teams on the sidelines were all famous prostitutes of the Yang family, Yang Lai'er, and Yang Miao'er sisters even applauded on the spot. What else could they say to them? So after hearing Li Zaixing's words, only Yang Miao'er blushed with shame, while the others laughed.

Wang Zhun's face suddenly turned into a pig's liver. Li Zaixing smiled at him in front of so many people and was unable to satisfy Yang Miao'er in bed. This was a great insult. A man could not stand it, let alone a playboy who was so powerful that he was a playboy who was very powerful.

"Are you afraid of you?" Wang Zhun roared angrily: "You can say ugly words ahead, you can fight directly. If you are injured, you won't blame others."

After hearing Wang Zhun's words, Wei Yingwu almost laughed out loud. Wang Zhun left early yesterday, obviously he didn't hear Li Zaixing's fight in Zheng Ju's family later, and he didn't know that Li Zaixing was killing people outside the city. He actually wanted to attack Li Zaixing. It was really an old birthday star who hanged himself - he was impatient. But that's fine, following Li Zaixing behind him, he would definitely be able to deal with Wang Zhun well. In terms of fighting, is there anyone more powerful than Li Zaixing here? What's more, there is Xie Guanglong standing beside him.

The two sides agreed that the competition began.

Wang Zhun wanted to take revenge on Li Zaixing, but as soon as he came on the court, he stared at Li Zaixing and defended closely. Li Zaixing refused to take action easily. He used his flexible footwork to avoid Wang Zhu's siege and blockade. Even when Wang Zhun had the intention of getting close to him, he avoided him from a distance, looking like he refused to get in close contact with Wang Zhu.

Seeing this, Wang Zhun was even more proud. He shouted loudly and asked his companions to pass the ball to him. Without anyone blocking him, he scored three goals in a row, which attracted a lot of cheers. He raised his arms and circled around the field like stars and surrounded his companions like the moon to celebrate. Especially when he asked Yang Miaoer, he even raised his head and chest and made various heroic actions.

Yang Miaoer was a little panicked, and the situation was beyond her control. Originally, Wei Yingwu and Li Zaixing fought against each other to compete for her favor, but now there is another Wang Zhun. Although it is getting more and more lively, it is not what she wants to see.

Yang Miaoer repeatedly signaled to Wei Yingwu, and Li Zaixing to ask them to strengthen their defense and organize counterattacks. Li Zaixing was indifferent, but Wei Yingwu was a little anxious. He ran to Li Zaixing and said breathlessly: "Brother Li, we can't be beaten by others."

"What do you think of?" Li Zaixing looked at Wang Zhun who was proud in the distance and asked calmly.

"If you want to counterattack, you can't let the little lady Miao'er be taken first by this bird man." Wei Yingwu had already forgotten his original purpose and was determined to snipe Wang Zhun climbed onto Yang Miao'er's bed. "Kill him, I, Wei San, see you with a favor."

"Okay." Li Zaixing whispered in Wei Yingwu's ear, ran to Wang Xun, and said seriously: "Shiyilang, I will give you the important task of organizing the offensive."

Wang Xun hesitated a little: "What if someone is injured?"

"The stadium is like a battlefield, and damage is inevitable." Li Zaixing said: "Didn't you just say that you are injured and you only blame yourself for not being good at your skills, and you can't blame others."

"But……"

"Don't worry, I won't hurt him unless I have to." Li Zaixing patted Wang Xun's shoulder: "I'll entangle Wang Zhun and not let him participate in the attack. Xie Dalang, you are responsible for the left off attack. Wei Sanlang, you are younger, follow Xie Dalang and use your skills to shoot."

Xie Guanglong understood, nodded, took off his top, revealing his tendon flesh.

"Okay!" Wei Yingwu was so happy that his eyebrows were dancing, and he touched Xie Guanglong's chest muscles. Xie Guanglong let him go in disgust and glared at him.

"Don't hurt him unless it is absolutely necessary." Wang Xun took care of him with concern: "Otherwise, no one can afford to take it if something happens."

"Don't worry, I'll hurt myself, and I won't hurt him." Li Zaixing smiled slightly, and while taking off his shirt, he assured Wang Xun again. Although Wang Xun was still worried, he had no choice. Wang Zhun forced him too hard, and it would be impossible not to fight back. He could only hope that Li Zaixing would be responsible and not hurt Wang Zhun.

The competition started again, Li Zaixing and Xie Guanglong ran back to the field with their upper body naked. They were all young men with burly and strong muscles, exuding an irresistible masculinity and looked like a handsome figure. Not only were the onlookers screaming in surprise, but even the onlookers were envious. When Wang Zhun saw this, he was so excited that his mind was hot, and he ordered his subordinates to take off their shirts and compete with Li Zaixing and others for muscles.

Wang Zhun's entourage were also some evil boys. They had many fights and had good physical health. Although they were not as good as Li Zaixing and Xie Guanglong, they were not weak. When they took off their shirts together and exposed their strong muscles naked in the spring breeze, they immediately caused even more lively screams.

Before the game started, the atmosphere on the sidelines had already set off a new wave of **.

Yang Miaoer blushed and rang the gong.

The game started again, and Li Zaixing greeted Wang Zhun. Wang Zhun felt a little guilty. Although he was not weak, he could not compare with Li Zaixing's physique. As soon as he saw Li Zaixing coming up, he subconsciously took a step back.

Boos suddenly erupted on the sidelines.

Taking advantage of Wang Zhun's move out, Li Zaixing smiled contemptuously and ran past him. Xie Guanglong flew up and kicked the ball. Li Zaixing intercepted the ball and rushed straight from the right wing to the opponent's goal. Two opponents surrounded him, one of them intercepted the ball, and the other one flew towards Li Zaixing.

Li Zaixing had a quick eye and quick foot. He gently raised his toes and kicked the ball in mid-air, while slamming his shoulders across.

With a "bang", the evil boy who jumped up in the air was hit by Li Zaixing, flying over a 10-meter-long distance, and turned around twice in the air, fell to the ground, and made the dust fly. Li Zaixing didn't even look at him, and made another opponent wrong, turned around and continued to run forward with the ball, and rushed forward five steps in a blink of an eye, forcing the left side of the opponent's goal.

"Stop him!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Zhun screamed in an anxious voice.

Three more evil guards rushed up, two of them intercepted the ball, one of them went behind Li Zaixing and punched. This was no longer a normal collision of playing football, but a blatant hit. Obviously, they did not take Li Zaixing seriously at all. As long as they could intercept the ball, they would dare to do anything, and injuring and killing Li Zaixing was not among their worries at all.

Seeing this scene, a scream sounded from the sidelines.

Although Li Zaixing did not look back, he clearly attacked the evil boy. He yelled: "Dalang, catch the ball." He kicked the ball towards Xie Dalang who was surrounded by Zuo Ji. At the same time, he jumped up, avoided the two evil boys' flying tackles, and turned half a circle in the air, clenched his fists, and faced the evil boy who was committing violence.

With a "click", the two fists collided, and the evil boy's finger bone was interrupted by him, and he screamed and fell to the ground.

"ah--"

On the other side, Xie Guanglong received a pass from Li Zaixing and stopped the ball with his chest. Facing two extremely vicious enemies, he gently pushed the ball to Wei Yingwu who had broken through the middle, and then spread his arms and ran into it.

With a loud bang, the two evil boys were knocked to the ground by him.

At the same time, Wei Yingwu faced the empty goal and volleyed. The ball entered the net and scored a point. Wei Yingwu was ecstatic, picked up the ball and ran around the field.

"Okay!" Yang Miaoer breathed a sigh of relief, jumped up, clenched her small fist, and screamed.

Hearing Yang Miaoer's cheers, Wang Zhun was stunned, then furious, ran over, kicked the evil boy who fell to the ground, and cursed: "Get up and keep playing. Whoever dares to be lazy and implicate me and lose the ball, I will peel him off."

"Master, my fingers are broken and I can't kick them anymore." The evil boy with his broken fingers held his twisted hand, his eyes were pouring in tears, and his face was distorted in pain.

"Master, I...I can't stand up anymore." The evil boy who was knocked away by Li Zaixing fell to the ground and moaned.

Wang Zhun was shocked and was about to look down and Li Zaixing ran over with a smile: "I'm playing with you, I'll play with you to death."

Wang Zhun was furious and rushed up for a moment: "Come on."

Li Zaixing moved aside, laughed contemptuously, and ran away.

Wang Zhun was so angry that his eyes were full of stars. He looked around and roared without thinking: "I'll deal with him, but I want to see if he dares to hurt me. You guys come to me, no matter what means you use, you must win this game today. Otherwise, I want you to look good."

The evil teenagers looked at Wang Zhun with a ferocious face, and a chill rose in their hearts. Wang Zhun was crazy today. If he couldn't win this game and would lose face, he would really be able to kill all of them one by one.

"Fight!" The evil teenagers looked at each other and roared in unison.

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