In the first football match, Cheng Chumo was too excited for a while, used his whole body internal force, and shot in the air, almost causing Chu Yanfu to be seriously injured.

Although Cheng Chumo and the others felt that it would be unpleasant to play in this way, they also felt that Li Zexuan's concerns were reasonable, because if the football infused with internal force smashed on ordinary people, it was completely possible to kill people, so they had always followed the rules set by Li Zexuan, and this rule was also widely spread among the students of Yanhuang Academy.

No one thought that after so many days, there would be a person who used force in a grand manner on the court again, and this person is still the saint today!

Everybody Spartan!

Besides, Li Er's goal, like a dragon going out to sea, rushed to the goal with no relent, the wind around the ball swept the air, and even made a "woo" sound, such a power made the players on the way of the ball all frightened, lest they avoid it!

Today's goalkeeper on Li Chengqian's side is Changsun Chong, this kid has already realized that something is wrong when he saw Li Er's body flying into the air, where does he care about the bullshit goal at this time, and he directly slipped to the edge of the goal with a rolling belt.

"Bang!"

Seeing that the eldest grandson rushed faster than a rabbit and was out of the range of the goal, Li Ke, who originally wanted to use martial arts to pounce on this ball, immediately put away this thought. So the football rushed into the net without suspense, but the castration was still unabated, and the net was carried by the football and wanted to continue to rush back, but it was helpless to be bound by the goal, and it stopped after two struggles.

Rao is like this, and the goal was also shaken a few times by this goal!

"Haha~! Strike~! ”

Li Er clapped his hands, stood in place and smiled.

That kick just now released a lot of his depression and fatigue for so many years, and football is really decompressing!

However, the expected cheers did not come, but the court that was still noisy before suddenly fell into a fog of silence, Li Er realized that something was wrong, and couldn't help but be puzzled.

Zhao Song's old face flushed for a while, and he wanted to say something, but he was a little afraid.

In the end, Li Ke trotted over and whispered to Li Er: "Father, Mr. said earlier that martial arts are not allowed on the football field, so as not to hurt people, and violators are not allowed to add football matches for life~!" ”

Only then did Li Er understand what the problem was, no wonder he had just watched it on the sidelines for a long time, and he didn't see Cheng Chumo, Yu Chi Baolin and Li Ke using martial arts! Thinking of this, he couldn't help glaring at Zhao Song, if you want to blame Zhao Song, he didn't tell him clearly before he came!

Zhao Song was full of grievances, and when he came, he didn't expect that Li Er would suddenly "talk about juvenile madness" and play football in person!

"Ahem~! This is unreasonable! If you have kung fu in your body, why can't you use martial arts~? Besides, this is just a game, not a game, why do you need so many rules~? I also plan to introduce this football into the army and help the Tang Dynasty soldiers hone their martial arts! If you can't use martial arts, then how can you hone it~? ”

Li Erlao's face was slightly red, but he still forced himself to calm down and said to himself.

Li Tai immediately sent a sycophant and said: "Father's words are very reasonable, this football is interesting and can hone people, and it is just right to get it to the army!" ”

"Yes, yes, my father is really far-sighted and worried about state affairs all the time, and my son admires it~!"

Li Ke reacted and echoed.

The rest of the students immediately began to sing the praises of virtue.

Li Er's face looked much better, he put his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "But Li Zexuan's worries are also reasonable, people who know martial arts kick football lightly or severely, and it is easy to hurt people, so I feel that in the future, formal football matches still can't use martial arts, and people who know martial arts in private play between each other, and it doesn't hurt to use internal force~!" ”

Li Er said this, basically the Tang Dynasty's "football" rules were roughly set, and the rules set by Li Zexuan in the regular game according to the rules set by Li Zexuan, and in the private competition between the warrior and the warrior, force can be used. It is equivalent to saying that football in the future of Datang will be divided into kung fu version and civilian version!

"Your Majesty is wise~!"

Zhao Song couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Li Er had "walked out of the embarrassment", and he came over and bowed.

"Father (Your Majesty) is wise~!"

Li Chengqian, Li Tai, Li Ke and other students around him responded one after another.

Li Er smiled faintly, waved his hand, and said: "It's not interesting to play football like this, Zhao Song, you go to find a few guards with good kung fu to play with me, Ke'er, Chu Mo, Baolin, and Tie Dan You four stay, and the rest of the students who don't know martial arts will go down and rest for a while~!" ”

The mid-air shot just now made Li Er's heart excited, and he also had fun for a while, how could he drive back to the palace at this time? Another unrestrained kung fu football is what he wants.

"Uh, Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is inappropriate~!"

Zhao Song stood beside Li Er and reminded in a low voice.

He was worried that if the imperial history of the court knew that Li Er was actually playing football with someone in the academy, eighty percent of them would write a letter to persuade (impeach) (impeachment).

Li Er frowned, and said in displeasure: "What? As the head of a country, I can't play football yet~? ”

Zhao Song didn't dare to say anything, in order not to sweep Li Er's prosperity, he had to find a few academy guards with good martial arts, Mo Zhong, Mo Yun, and Pang Feiji were among them.

He wasn't worried that these guards would hurt Li Er when they played, because firstly, Li Er's martial arts were higher than these guards, and secondly, he, a martial arts master, was not a dry meal next to him.

In the end, Li Ke and Li Er came to a father-son soldier and were divided into a team, and they also had Mo Zhong, Mo Yun and other dry ink in their team, Cheng Chumo, Yu Chi Baolin, and Tie Dan were in a team with Pang Feiji, and most of the remaining people in their team were Li Zexuan's personal guards.

"Let go of your hands and feet and give me a good kick, don't have any scruples! If you can overcome me, you will be rewarded~! ”

In order to let Cheng Chumo's team play football as best they can, Li Er wrote a blank check.

"Your Majesty, if our team wins, will there be a reward?"

Mo Zhong waited for a while and didn't hear Li Er say the second half of the sentence, so he asked boldly.

"No~!"

Li Er replied angrily, with a big master like him, how could he not win? Unless these ink artists deliberately did not make a difference, he added: "If my team loses, you will wait to be punished!" ”

"Huh~?"

Mo Zhong and the others were instantly dumbfounded, why is this treatment different~?

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(End of chapter)