Chapter 128 (2/2)

It was only Xiao JingRan who was the most difficult to deal with in this group. Without Xiao JingRan giving command to the team, Jing Yue was confident that she could score a goal.

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Jing Yue turned her horse back and stationed herself in front of the man possessing the ball, blocking his way. With a smile as beautiful as a flower, she called out, “Handsome guy!”

Originally, that man had wanted to pa.s.s the ball over, yet he was suddenly dumbfounded after being called like that by Jing Yue. He blinked his eyes in doubt, staring at Jing Yue, “A?”

“I’m praising you for having good looks!” the polo stick in Jing Yue’s hand brandished. In one turn, she seized the ball the man had dropped. She laughingly rode her horse far away, driving the ball. The man who got stunned from Jing Yue’s actions finally moved and cursed in a low voice before rus.h.i.+ng to chase after her.

Jing Yue agilely moved the ball in her hand. Her excellent ball-driving skill made the surrounding audience continuously gasp with surprise. Even Xiao Ye, who sat in the highest place, had eyes filled with endless surprise and admiration. He didn’t expect that Jing Yue had actually concealed such skill.

“Ai… Why is this ball so disobedient?” Jing Yue grumbled and drove the ball ahead of her before running after it. From the corners of her eyes, she saw everyone from the blue team coming from all directions to surround her. The corners of her mouth rose into a cold curve as she watched them coming closer and closer towards her.

Finally, right when they were about to reach Jing Yue, Jing Yue used all her strength to swing the stick in her hand, sending that ball far away. As everyone stared dumbfoundedly at the ball, Jing Yue powerfully flung the horsewhip and rushed to chase after the ball, once again showing beautiful horse-riding technique.

Xiao Chen urged his horse and arrived, blocking the pursuers from the blue team. He saw Jing Yue fling her whip and swing her polo stick. He then saw the ball fly away, going into the net without any obstruction. As for Jing Yue, she had already moved towards the hanging gongs and drums. She just needed to sound them to win.

However……

“Xiao Chen! These are too high! I can’t hit them!” With an expression of complaint on her face, Jing Yue stared at Xiao Chen, whose horse was treading towards her. Seeing those gongs and drums hanging high above her, her heart was really filled with grievances ah~!

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