Tuotuo had hidden worries, but several times he wanted to speak, he asked Samon to pinch his joints and block his mouth, knowing that he was not unaware of the stakes. It's just strange what Samen's reasons for being so tolerant of falling dust are.

I have the heart to ask to understand, when Nai is wrong, and I am even more afraid that my insistence on words will ruin Samen's prestige, but it will not be beautiful. Therefore, after sneering with a high voice, he returned to the appearance of muttering and slandering himself.

When Samen saw that he knew restraint, he did not rebuke him. turned to Luochen and said: "At the beginning of the kick-off, your mistake was out of strangeness and unknown, and it cannot be compared with the current situation. Although each side conceded a goal, the winner was already known.

As for the last round trip...... I may not be able to have a better way than you to ask myself, that is, I am deliberate, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out of the trap if I don't follow suit. Rather than follow suit, it's better to give up.

So, to say that you won, it's not that I'm pretentious, but that's the case. ”

Seeing that he had deliberately explained this, Luochen had no choice but to give up: "Accept." "No more dwelling on an unfinished round.

After seeing the winner in the first game, according to the rules agreed in advance, Luochen can continue the second game.

Samen hooked up a floating leaf from the surface of the lake, then held it in the palm of his hand and rubbed it, and after a few moments, the mesophyll was gone, leaving only the cobweb-like veins. Then he waved his hand and threw it in the center of the distance from the falling dust, and threw it in the air several feet high.

The palm-sized blades grow rapidly when the wind grows, and the whiskers become a net in a moment.

This is a form of single-door juju that imitates the indirect confrontation of mortals, and sets up a projection point.

Mortals bow, generally take more than three zhang of two poles to repair the bamboo net, the center of the net to leave one foot two holes, called the "wind eye", as a goal for the ball. At present, the material and height of this net are naturally different, and the most different thing is that there are countless holes in the leaf veins, and it is not easy to find the only position that serves as a goal.

The net was made by Samun, and as a sign of justice, he marked the hole in the center of the dust. The dust is still unknowing, thinking that this is one of the tests, to test his eyesight. Therefore, he carefully subdivided and identified the hole in the middle and marked it according to the words.

When he was done, Samen told him to memorize the position, then waved his hand to hide the mark, and then spoke: "This second game is about the same as before, and it is still limited to ten round trips. Only, the holes that need to be passed to each other are allowed to be marked, and there are magic flashes to prompt them, which are considered effective.

Although this leaf has been treated, it does not have too many hands and feet, and the slightest carelessness can destroy the fragile meridians. Even if you shoot the ball correctly and find the hole, if the meridians are damaged, you can't do anything. Do you understand the rules?"

Luochen looked up at the Ye Pulse Ball Net, recalled the location of Fang Cai's mark, and then nodded in response: "I know, come on." ”

At the beginning of the game again, the two of them, as before, occasionally played tricks on their shoulders, backs, waists and knees for the purpose of measuring the ball. Because the goal is hidden between countless holes, it is not easy to identify, and there is often a lot of deliberation before the ball, so that it often bounces up in the air, comparable to the wings of a bird.

The skills of the kickers were dazzling, and the onlookers were happy to see it, which made people forget for a while what kind of existence this Ganze Xiaozhu was.

After a while, ten round trips were completed, and neither of them missed.

Tie.

Luochen won one and drew one, and entered the third game of the competition.

The veins of the leaves were withdrawn, and the water surged, and Samen made three low, arched huts on the surface of the lake beneath him, which sat at the bottom of the arena on the left, center, and right. And he made six water-shaped people who were tall and short, and colorless, and divided them into front and rear, three in front of the house to guard, and three in front to attack.

Then he said to Luochen: "You and I will not play in this game, and we will each cast spells as a formation." Don't worry about the ball, only compete with the water man, three defenses and three offenses, in order to take the opponent's kick room, within half an hour, the one with more goals wins. ”

Luochen didn't respond immediately, looked at the gourd on the opposite side, and tried to follow suit. waited until he also got the room and the players, and then said to Samon: "You and I have our own control, so who is responsible for this ball?

If you fall into the flowers, how can you continue to compete? Or, why don't you just get in place at once and make an ice lump? The water man won't feel pain in his feet, right?

Samon held the water balloon and secretly thought that it was unfair for each other to cast spells, so he looked at the red squid tribes, and wanted to pick someone out to take care of them alone, but suddenly felt that they were all their own people, and it was still unfair to Luochen.

After thinking about it, he dispersed the water balloon, and instructed Tuotuo: "You can help go back to the mansion to find it, see if there are any bowballs in the old game, and find a good and useful one to get it." ”

Tuotuo was already dissatisfied, and immediately pouted when he heard the words: "Since I have no legs, who has ever played football?"

Luochen's eyes lit up when he heard this, his lips and teeth moved slightly, and he questioned it but didn't want to blurt it out rashly.

"If you really don't keep it?" Samen saw that Tuotuo was not happy, and pretended to threaten, "Then I will go to find it myself, but everything that can be found will be confiscated." As he spoke, his posture sank, and he was about to dive into the lake.

Seeing this, Tuotuo hurriedly changed his words: "Just kidding, what is more true!" and then muttered away from the queue, ready to go to get the ball. Halfway through the swim, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Do you want 'turtle back', 'tiger palm', or 'constant clouds'?"

"If it's too precious, you can keep it yourself, just take an ordinary one that can be used. Samen thought he was deliberately rubbing, and waved his hand to urge.

"Oh, got it. Tuotuo moved again in response, as if he had figured it out, his fin tail swinged, and soon there was no shadow.

Later, go and come back and bring a good bowing ball. Twelve pieces of lotus petal-like cooked skin are sewn, with a golden background and fiery red carvings. It is light and strong.

When Samon saw Juqiu, his eyebrows relaxed, and he smiled: "It's good to let you take one that can be used normally, why did you bring this 'Hundred Flowers and Rising Sun'?"

"I'm not reluctant! This is not in the water color of the white flowers, I'm afraid you can't tell the difference, so I deliberately found a bright and conspicuous one!" Tuotuo snorted, then tilted his head, and asked with a hippie smile, "Wheel ball skills, my brother is not as good as me, otherwise, let me do it for me in this game, how about it?"

Samon immediately saw through his careful thoughts, took the ball and squinted at him: "This is not a simple game of juju, you should stay by the side honestly!"

Tuotuo didn't feel like him when he heard this, and made a grimace to return to the queue, but when his eyes swept over the dust intentionally or unintentionally, the corners of his lips faintly smiled.

On the blue lake, there are six booths and twelve players, distributed at both ends of the competition area, and the water waves flow, as if they were transparent and white. Falling dust and samen hovered in the air, each holding on to one side.

The golden ball was thrown, drawing a brilliant arc in the sunlight.

The third game begins.

23