The Song Dynasty shocked the world by earning 100 million at the beginning

"I'm talking about that person possessed by the Holy Lord! Alas! It's you! What are you looking for?" Liu Yuanhui asked Fang La loudly, holding the rosewood sword that Fang La was looking for in his hand.

"How bold! How dare you steal a sacred object, you yellow-haired boy, aren't you afraid of the Holy Lord's punishment?" Fang La shouted.

Liu Yuanhui shook the wooden sword in his hand and said, "Now! Grandpa is your saint!!"

After saying that, Liu Yuanhui pointed the rosewood sword at Fang La's goal!

Then he shouted at Fang La's team members: "That saint is possessed by that saint! Invulnerable!"

Fang La's men immediately turned around and headed towards their own goal!

While running, he directly broke the Cuju under Fang La's feet, then knocked down Fang La and kicked the Cuju into his own goal.

Fang La lay on the ground and shouted: "You are disobeying Master!"

Liu Yuanhui said: "You are really good at what you do! Grandpa is their master now!" Liu Yuanhui sat on the floor and said to Yuanhui's team members: "Everyone, sit down quickly! Watch my performance, World Honored One!"

Except for Yang Lu, everyone in the Yuanhui team sat down, and Shi Ying hung upside down on the goal beam again: "Fat brother, just watch the fun! I'll sleep for a while!"

Liu Yuanhui was half lying on the lawn, wielding a rosewood sword, and commanding Fang La's team members to run around like a remote-control car, muttering: "This is the power of faith! I'm convinced!"

This scene caused laughter from the audience.

In the box, Zhao Xuanling, Li Shishi and Cheng Yutang were also laughing.

Song Huizong clapped his hands and applauded: "This Master Liu is really good at playing! Hahahaha!"

Yelu Feixue and Wanyan Sheng, who had just defeated their respective opponents in the morning, were also laughing in the box.

The most embarrassing and angry thing was Fang La who was shouting in the middle of the Cuju field. He shouted loudly but no one paid attention!

At this moment, he hated his red sandalwood sword and thought that he must change the rules when he went back!

Until the end of the game, the score was finally fixed at 20 to 1. The "Great Sage" Liu Yuanhui led the Yuanhui team to a victory!

When leaving the field, Fang La's ten team members gasped and followed Liu Yuanhui!

Liu Yuanhui wondered, why are they still following him after the game is over?

Looking at the rosewood in his hand, he suddenly understood.

Then he threw the rosewood sword to Fang La like a dart!

Team member Fang La chased the wooden sword to Fang La's side like a dog chasing a Frisbee.

Liu Yuanhui could still hear Fang La's roar from far away: "You bunch of trash!!"

At this point, Fangla team was eliminated in the first round.

In the following days, there were four Cuju competitions every day, and every seat was packed.

The most boring one was the game between Korea and Jin.

The king of Goryeo was weak and incompetent. Whenever he encountered a strong enemy, he would surrender and act nepotistically.

It used to be a vassal state of the Liao Kingdom, but later when the Jin Kingdom became stronger, it bowed to the Jin Kingdom.

In this game, each of the Korean players nodded and bowed to their own heroine, and even helped the Jinguo players shoot into their own goal, just to please them.

The booed game ended 50-0.

Although the audience was angry, Wanyan Sheng, who led the Jin Guo Cuju team, was very proud.

He feels this is a reflection of his strength.

After six days of first-round competition, a total of eight teams out of thirty-two teams qualified.

They are the Yuanhui team, the Liangshan heroes team, the Liao team, the Jin team, the Tubo team, the Xiangguosi team, the Xixia team, and the Dali team.

Afterwards, all teams have a day off.

The next opponent of the Yuanhui team is the Liao team led by a tough-faced boy.

After several days of competition, Liu Yuanhui was finally able to bask in the sun and walk around leisurely in his own small yard.

In the morning, Ni Dacheng came over with the account book in hand: "Master! You are really amazing! In addition to the income from the Cuju competition these days, plus the 60 million taels of silver sent by Prime Minister Cai Jing and others a few days ago, we are building a Cuju village. In addition to repaying the capital, the income also made a net profit of 30 million taels!"

Liu Yuanhui took a sip of fruit tea and said, "Uncle Ni! It's rare for me to be clean. Don't report such trivial matters to me from now on! Don't even mention your future income of less than 80 million! Hahahaha!"

Ni Dacheng laughed and said: "Hahahaha! Old man, I really admire the young master! Our Liu family is really spending more and more money! I think no one in the world can make money better than you, the young master!"

The next round of eight-to-four games will be one game per day, a total of four games.

The first day was the duel between Yuanhui team and Liaoguo team.

Led by an iron-faced boy, the Liao national team was invincible in the first few games, winning by ten goals in each game. At the same time, it also attracted many fans. Everyone called the iron-faced boy the iron-faced little prince.

Before the game, Liu Yuanhui shouted again: "Our slogan is!"

Then the audience and the Yuanhui team members shouted in unison: "You did it!"

Yang Lu stood aside, playing with his own cards and keeping silent.

Liu Yuanjin, who was in the same private room as Cheng Yutang, looked at Yang Lu from afar, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Off the court.

While Liu Yuanhui was warming up, he greeted the iron-masked boy in a purple-red Cuju suit across from him: "Hello, brother, your mask is so exquisite!"

The thin masked boy opposite didn't say anything.

Looking closely, there is a wolf head pattern on the young man's black iron mask.

With the sound of a gong, the game officially begins.

Yuanhui team kicked off the ball, kicked up his kick and passed the Cuju to Liu Yuanhui's feet. Before Liu Yuanhui could catch the ball, he saw a purple-red shadow flash past him, and the Cuju under his feet suddenly disappeared.

It turned out that the young man with the iron mask cut the Cuju away in an instant, went straight in, and headed straight for the Yuanhui team's goal!

"So fast!" Xing Ai shouted.

The audience also started shouting: "Little Prince! Little Prince! Little Prince with an Iron Mask!"

Liu Yuanhui used Shenxing Taibao, and Xingkong also covered him from the side. Soon the two of them surpassed the iron-faced boy and blocked the goal!

I saw the tough-faced boy clamping the ball with his feet, and with a graceful forward somersault, he passed Liu Yuanhui and Xingkong!

The opponent quickly came to the goal and dribbled the ball as fast as a butterfly through flowers in front of goalkeeper Zheng Tutu.

Butcher Zheng was dazzled and stumbled backwards and fell to the ground.

The iron-faced boy shot a single shot like a dragonfly, and Cuju hit the net.

This action must be a classic goal in this world!

Of course, it’s not bad now!

The audience was excited and jumped up in unison, almost shaking the auditorium.

The iron-faced boy walked leisurely past Liu Yuanhui and glanced at Liu Yuanhui.

Liu Yuanhui was also stunned by the wonderful goal just now and couldn't help but sigh: "I go, Maradona of the Song Dynasty!"

After one goal, Liu Yuanhui encouraged the players: "The opponent is very strong! Everyone, cheer up!"

Zheng Butu threw the ball to Liu Yuanhui, and he used the Shenxing Taibao skill to pass all the members of the Liao team and reach their goal in three seconds.

The young man with the iron mask exclaimed in his heart: "So fast!"

"Messi's skill pack!" Liu Yuanhui moved his feet around Cuju.

The goalkeeper of the Liao team was also knocked unconscious.

Seeing the right opportunity, he rushed towards Cuju. Liu Yuanhui smiled slightly and pushed Cuju sideways. The goalkeeper missed and Liu Yuanhui gently pushed the ball into the Liao team's goal.

Next came the shouts of tens of thousands of spectators:

"nice shot!"

"As expected of the captain of Team Yuanhui!"

"Liu Yuanhui! Liu Yuanhui!"

"..."

In the box, Zhao Xuanling shouted: "What little prince! Who is Liu Yuanhui's opponent!"

Cheng Yutang also praised: "What a beautiful goal!"

Then the two looked at each other, rolled their eyes at each other, and turned away.

Seeing this, Master Li covered his mouth and snickered.

Wanyan Sheng, who was in the other box, sneered and said, "Huh! Do you really think that others won't be able to recognize you if you put on a mask? Interesting!"

After scoring the goal, Liu Yuanhui smiled proudly when he passed by the iron-faced boy.

After the tough-faced boy received the Cuju passed to him by his goalkeeper, he lifted the Cuju up high with a strong kick, and then jumped high on the shoulders of his own players!

When passing the midfield, he stepped on Xing's angry face and used it to help!

Team member Yuan Hui tried to defend, but he couldn't reach it - it was too high!

The only one in Yuanhui's team who could compare to the Iron Masked Boy in light functions was Shi Ying, and even Yang Lu was ashamed of himself.

I saw Shiying jumping up high, while the iron-faced boy dodged in the air, and then kicked Shiying on the butt!

Shiying lost his balance and fell...

Butcher Zheng saw that the situation was not good and quickly caught Shiying who fell.

At the same time, Cuju was also scored into the Yuanhui team's goal from high altitude by the iron-faced boy.

The iron-faced boy stepped on the goal beam and slowly fell down.

The whole audience cheered again.

Song Huizong admired in the box: "This young man has achieved qinggong! Bailong Baihe, how does your qinggong compare with his?"

The young men in white clothes behind him all shook their heads.

Shi Ying, who was almost thrown to death, refused to give up. The angry boy walked over and punched him: "Damn it, you want to kill grandpa and me?!"

The boy with the iron mask easily dodged by turning sideways, and then kicked Shiying between the thighs!

Then she heard a few little chicken cries coming from Shi Ying, who had been cursing just now, and then she knelt on the ground, covering her crotch.

"You, you, you...how dare you play dirty tricks! What a man you are!" Shi Ying grinned and yelled.

The boy with the iron mask looked back coldly, then ran back to his own field.

Liu Yuanhui hurriedly went to visit Shi Ying: "Brother Shi! Does that... hurt you?"

Shi Ying looked up at Liu Yuanhui and said, "What do you think?"

Liu Yuanhui suddenly remembered the time he was kicked by Zhao Xuanling in Yichunyuan Taoyuan, and he couldn't help but stand on end...

Liu Yuanhui looked at Shi Ying with sympathetic eyes and said, "Brother Shi, you go and have a rest first. I will avenge you right now!"

"Let him have no descendants!" Shiying said and crawled towards the sidelines...

Liu Yuanhui quickly comforted him: "Brother Shi, don't worry! I'll definitely do it!"

At this time, the system's voice remembered "Complete the killing mission and unlock the Lingbo Weibu skill pack!"

"You came just in time! Now you don't have to worry about his Qinggong!"

Liu Yuanhui swallowed "Large Liuwei Dihuang Pill" as he spoke.