Zhu Youxiao saw his younger brother like this, and he couldn't tell what it was like, so he became more and more interested in that Gao Jie. He touched his brother's head and said with a smile: "Wei Dada is right, let's cheer for your brother Gao Jie first!"

Zhu Youzhen wiped his tears, nodded, and then stood and paid attention to the game.

The Mongol envoys were responsible for the main attack of Gutu and Zhuolu, Guiyingcha organized, and Gonchuk defended. At the beginning of the game, he was proud of his height and strength, and he didn't put Ji Longfeng, who was competing with him, in his eyes, and his staff stretched out and went straight to the wooden ball falling from the sky, seeing that the wooden ball was about to fall within his control.

Who knew that suddenly a strong force came out of thin air, pushing his staff crookedly, Ji Longfeng laughed strangely, and had already hooked the wooden ball. Just now, Ji Longfeng's staff only made slight contact with the basket figure, and the thick internal strength was released, and the bucket with hundreds of pounds of strength in his arms couldn't bear it, and he couldn't fight for the ball.

Zhentu had a violent temper, how could he suffer a loss, shouted, picked up the stick and smashed it towards Ji Longfeng. Ji Longfeng is not in a hurry, he has been practicing Liuhe marksmanship all year round, unpredictable, at this time, the staff in his hand is like his silver gun, like a smart swimming dragon, wrapped in a wooden ball with a strange side spin, and then dodged the opponent's strong cane strike.

The stick of the big head of Ji Longfeng was in the air, and he refused to give up, and was about to slam Ji Longfeng's staff again, in order to knock the wooden ball out of his control, but who knew that after the big-headed Ji Longfeng dodged the first blow, he urged the mount under the crotch at the same time, and "Hongtongtong" hissed, flashing in front of him like a blazing flame, leaving him behind him like lightning, and the bright red velvet uniform he was wearing was eclipsed.

Zhuo Lu saw that Ji Longfeng successfully won the wooden ball from the hand of the basket with a blow, his eyes couldn't help but narrow, he followed the Shaerhu Lama to learn the art for 20 years, and the martial arts were profound, so he naturally saw that Ji Longfeng was a master of the inner family, and he won the battle with internal strength. He didn't expect that in this bowing field, there was also a master who was refining his internal skills like him, and he suddenly became excited, and as soon as he urged his mount, he chased Ji Longfeng from the side.

Ji Longfeng is a very playful person, the last game Wukong played a solo ride, he was itching in his heart, and he also wanted to complete such a wonderful performance, and he had to play more chic and beautiful than Wukong. Just as he was escorting the ball and heading straight for the opposing defenders, he suddenly felt a strong pressure coming from behind the side, he turned his head to look, only to see that Zhuolu's eyes were shining, and the robe on his body was blowing violently with the internal strength of the invention, and he was chasing after him with a stick. Ji Longfeng has been very restless since he practiced martial arts, and he will find someone to fight alone if he has nothing to do, after countless successes and failures, his actual combat ability is already extraordinary, and his eyesight is also accurate and unique, from Zhuo Lu's body, he feels that this guy is a difficult opponent, and he is also an enjoyable opponent.

It stands to reason that although Zhuo Lu's mount is also a rare good horse on the grassland, it is much worse than "Hong Tongtong", so as long as Ji Longfeng ignores it and urges the horse to gallop, Zhuo Lu can hardly catch up with him from the side and rear. But Ji Longfeng saw that this Zhuo Lu was a rare opponent, and under the joy, he had already forgotten the game, pulled the reins, and signaled "Hong Tongtong" to run slower, waiting for Zhuo Lu to catch up.

Zhuo Lu found that Ji Longfeng intended to wait for him to catch up, smiled slightly, and lived up to his wait, and soon caught up with half of the horse. The two are now almost neck to neck, Zhuo Lu saw the opportunity, the stick poked out, collided with Ji Longfeng's stick, and made a muffled sound, only to see the wooden ball on the crescent moon at the front end of Ji Longfeng's staff, flying into the air, and at this time Ji Longfeng and Zhuo Lu's sticks were still stuck together, it turned out that the two of them were already competing for internal strength, how could they care about the wooden ball spinning in mid-air.

Guiying saw everything that happened just now, and became more vigilant against the team in front of him, at this moment, he suddenly realized that the wooden ball was flying towards him, and with great joy, he urged his mount and rushed towards the wooden ball.

However, the mutation suddenly appeared, and a black shadow suddenly flashed out, as fast as a meteor and as fast as lightning, snatching the wooden ball away in front of him, and at the same time rushing past him, there was no time to stop it. Gui Yingcha has always been scheming and quite calm, but at this time, someone easily took away the inevitable wooden ball in front of him, and he couldn't help but be so angry that his face turned white, turned the horse's head, and wanted to chase him to the death, but found that the black shadow was galloping like the wind, how could he catch up.

The black shadow is naturally riding the "black horse" Wukong, he grabbed the wooden ball, and ran to the direction of the opponent's goal without looking back, in his heart, the most trusted and valued is Gao Jie, so before the game Gao Jie asked him to use all his strength, he can remember it firmly.

The simpler the person, the easier it is to succeed sometimes. Because his goal is clear and single, he does things without the slightest fetters, without the slightest interference, and vows not to give up until he achieves his goal.

Wukong is obviously such a person, ignoring Gui Yingcha's pursuit and anger at all, and rushing towards the opponent's goal in one go. The last line of defense of the Mongol envoys was Gonchuk, who, like Guntu, was also a fierce general of the three armies, and was extremely powerful, and when he saw a yellow-haired boy riding a handsome black horse rushing towards him, he roared and swung his club to meet him.

The two of them crouched on their mounts, facing each other face to face, with no intention of stopping. Seeing that the two riders were getting closer and closer, and they were about to collide together, the audience couldn't help but stand up and exclaimed, and even some of the timid ones had blindfolded themselves and didn't dare to look any further.

Gonchuk had been on the battlefield for a long time, he had not seen any dangerous scenes, he had never seen any heroes, and he would never believe that there was anyone in the world who was more daring and fierce than him! His eyes became blood-red, and a low roar came out of his throat, and he did not have the slightest intention of avoiding it, and he rushed without stopping.

Ten steps, five steps, two steps...... When the mane on the head of the other party's black horse was clearly visible, Gunchuk didn't see fear or nervousness in the eyes of the yellow-haired kid on the horse, but a hint of laughter! He couldn't stand it anymore and thought to himself: "Isn't this kid a madman?!" This is just a bow, not a desperate effort, do I have a grudge against him?! Looking at this posture, this stupid boy actually seems to want to die with himself! "Gonchuk has a noble status, how could he be willing to fight hard with a child who came from nowhere in the bow field, and die in the Central Plains for no reason?! In the end, he screamed in shock, turned the horse's head suddenly, and at the last moment, the two horses passed by, and at that moment, the Grim Reaper was really close to him, and a drop of cold sweat slipped down his forehead, and he was really afraid.

When the two armies meet each other, the brave wins! Wukong grew up in the mountains and forests and herds of beasts, and his temperament was born with a rebellious wildness, even lions and tigers he dared to fight, how could he be afraid to test his courage with Gunchuk? Sure enough, Gonchuk was defeated, and Goku won, smiling, quickly rushed to the opponent's goal, and gently pushed the wooden ball into the balloon.

One to zero, Wei Liangqing's team took the lead!

After a moment of silence, the audience reacted, cheers and shouts suddenly rang out, and the scene boiled!

People always like the story of Cinderella marrying the prince, and they also like to talk about the examples and competitions of the weak defeating the strong and the less winning the more, which will make the vast majority of people retain their confidence and faith, overcome difficulties, and continue to move forward strongly.

Therefore, the scene in front of him naturally made these Ming Dynasty officials, imperial relatives and relatives who had no hope for Wei Liangqing's team at all, overjoyed, of course, including the Emperor of the Apocalypse who stood at the top of the stands.

"Great!" the Emperor of the Apocalypse was so excited that he patted Wei Zhongxian's shoulder and shouted out in a hurry. Wei Zhongxian also smiled, smiling stupidly.

Zhu Youzhen was even more excited, Gao Jie and their team could have such an outstanding performance, which made him excited, and he couldn't wait to run down immediately to hug his brother Jie, in his mind, Brother Jie was the most handsome and outstanding person.

The Mongol envoys were a little stunned by this blow, and all this was not what they expected. Although Gui Yingcha had thought that these four boys might have some strength, he didn't expect their strength to be so amazing! Except for Zhuo Lu, the morale of the three of them plummeted. Zhuo Lu followed his teacher and learned the advanced and profound exercises of the Red Sect: "The Seven Treasures are superb."

Manigong, one of the "secret methods", pays attention to the detachment of the mind, does not mourn or rejoice, although he has not cultivated to perfection, but he has also reached the realm of the sixth layer, and he controls his emotions very peacefully. He clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice: "Why bother if you lose this game, even if you lose this game, what's the hindrance to my Mongolia?!

After listening to this, although they felt reasonable, their expressions were still gloomy, after all, they were generals galloping across the field, how could they easily break through the victory and defeat threshold like Zhuo Lu?!

If the first point scored by Wei Liangqing's team surprised the audience, then the next game made them even more ecstatic.

Ji Longfeng almost made a mistake because of his fighting spirit with Zhuo Lu before, and lost control of the wooden ball, and was unceremoniously said by Gao Jie as "only knowing the courage of the horseman"!

Because Wei Liangqing's team was like a rainbow and the offensive was prosperous, the audience focused their attention on Ji Longfeng and Wukong, and almost forgot Wei Liangqing and the last Gao Jie. In fact, the Mongolian envoy team also broke through Wei Liangqing easily a few times and attacked in front of their goal, but they were always unlucky when they wanted to score, either they were intercepted by Gao Jie halfway, or the wooden ball that was about to go into the hole hit back and forth at the entrance of the goal, or they didn't score, and they were finally destroyed by Gao Jie.

Everyone thought it was bad luck, only Gao Jie knew what was going on.

Gao Jie dared to participate in the bowing competition with confidence, in addition to having confidence in Ji Longfeng and Wukong, more importantly, he had a unique skill, that is, the magic skill of being able to control things in the air. If Gao Jie didn't want people to notice, he could even feign swinging his stick and send the wooden ball directly into the opponent's goal out of thin air. Now that Ji Longfeng and Wukong have been able to succeed in the normal attack he expected, then he only needs to use his mental power to make the wooden ball slightly higher when he and Zhuo Lu shoot, and it is done.

As a result, he became the least outstanding figure in this team.

The last goal was scored by Ji Longfeng who rode the "Red Tongtong" into the air, passing over the head of the stunned Gonchuk, the last defender of the Mongolian Envoys, and then hitting the ball, he finally completed a goal that was more beautiful than Wukong, and thus enjoyed the earth-shattering cheers of the audience with satisfaction.

The game finally ended, and the invincible Mongolian envoy team lost 1-10 in the final, and the winner was the least favored Wei Liangqing team!