Struggle in the early Tang Dynasty

He didn't care whether Guo Ye would replace his position in the calligraphy class, and cooperated with Guo Ye, and moved his head over.

The same is true for Qin Huaiyu and Cheng Huaiyi. After listening to Guo Ye's words, they subconsciously put their ears to it.

Guo Ye whispered: "For a while, let's do this..."

……

……

"kick off!"

"boom!"

With the order of the referee, the Taixue class has already taken the last ball.

The ball flew away with a single blow, and after being urged to drink, the black horses, which were sickly with diarrhea, swayed like a few old ladies with small feet, and trotted towards Guo Ye.

But this time, the four of Guo Ye did not take the initiative to attack and intercept, but stayed in place, marking their own targets.

One man and one horse stood in place, defending their territory like a mountain.

Maintaining the status quo!

blah~!

The ball fell to the ground, and four people and four horses rushed into the position of the calligraphy class, focusing all their attention on the ball and the dragon gate of the calligraphy class, and did not notice the changes of Guo Ye and others.

gradually,

The four people and four horses in the Taixue class are getting closer...

The corner of Guo Ye's mouth twitched, and with a smirk, he shouted at Changsun Yumo and the others: "Brothers, do it!"

"drive……"

Shaking off the reins, the horse under the crotch ran away. The four people's attention was not on the ball rolling on the ground, but locked on the opponent's mount.

Suddenly, Guo Ye and the others raised the sticks in their hands high, pushed the horse reins with one hand, and waved the sticks with the other, just like men hunting prey on the prairie, they kept shouting and cursing from time to time:

"Hit him asshole!"

"Abandoned Dog Day's mount..."

"puff!"

"puff!!"

"Puff puff!!!"

Several feet long, with heads like crescent moons, and hardwood sticks weighing more than a dozen catties, they all hit the opponent's horse's legs at the same time.

In an instant,

The opponent's colt, which had already suffered from diarrhea and had weak legs, couldn't bear this hard object hitting the leg.

click click~~

The horse's leg was fractured, and the people immediately turned on their backs.

Soon, one horse, two horses, three horses, four horses...

They fell to the ground one after another, wailing endlessly, and several kicking players also fell to the ground with their horses overturning, each other in a panic.

"Hahaha……"

Guo Ye saw that his trick was successful, he couldn't help laughing heartily, and shouted excitedly: "Your sister, no matter how good your skills are, you are afraid of bricks!"

"Guo Ye, catch the ball!"

bang~

With a muffled sound, Changsun Yumo had already knocked the Wuzhu ball flying on the ground, spinning towards Guo Ye.

Guo Ye was stunned, but he didn't expect that his eldest son Yumo would hand over the final ball to himself. This kid changed too fast.

However, after hesitating for only a second, he returned to his normal state, stretched out his staff to block the ball, hit it forward, and galloped towards the opponent's dragon gate.

While running, he didn't forget to turn his head to look at the elder Sun Yumo, showing a smile that he thought was very friendly.

Unexpectedly, the grandson Yumo, the eldest grandson, is a dog who can't change his eating shit. When he saw Guo Ye smiling at him, he snorted and turned his face away.

Grass, what's the matter with Tsundere!

At this time, there was no one defending in the Taixue class, and Guo Ye pushed the ball forward and ran forward, as if he was in an empty space.

A hundred paces away,

fifty steps,

thirty steps,

ten steps,

The goal is ahead, the ball is about to hit~

"Yu..."

Guo Ye suddenly tightened the reins, and the horse raised its front hooves with great effort, lifting Guo Ye high on the saddle.

I saw Guo Ye lightly hooked the stick, lifted the ball on the ground, swung the stick gracefully and gracefully, aimed at the direction of the net pocket of the dragon gate, and hit the ball with all his might...

puff~~

Juqiu responded to the sound and flew forward. The Juqiu was colorful in color. After taking off, it drew a gorgeous arc and flew towards the net pocket of Longmen.

Hoo, hoo hoo~~

Bang!

Go in! !

Guo Ye hit the last ball with a swing.

Seeing this, the referee shouted to the outside of the court: "The goal is scored, and the study class is leading by one goal!"

After the announcement, he glanced at the sandalwood in the incense burner on the desk, just when the ashes were extinguished.

Then, there was another announcement: "Xiang Mie, time is up! Today's competition, the Calligraphy Class took a goal away, and the Calligraphy Class wins!!"