After dawn, the football match began. The soldiers watching yesterday were on duty today. Xu Huang finally caught the opportunity and surrounded the football field with the soldiers who were on duty yesterday.

The football field occupies too much space, with only two large military camps, and can only accommodate two groups of games at a time. Moreover, the football game takes too long, one and a half hours per game, divided into two half games. In addition, the rest time in the middle and the time for the next group to hand over the game, it will probably take about two hours to go through. This way, a whole day may not be enough.

As for the competition, just be happy, what do you do if you do so much.

The rules are the same as basketball. Sixteen participating football teams draw lots to choose their opponents, and who will draw them depends on luck.

Cao Zhang drew No. 8, and the football field was limited, so he could only wait for the next round. He glanced at the team that entered the court, and raised his lips and showed a hint of disdain. Such a team could win with their eyes closed, which was too unchallenging.

Among the sixteen football teams, the only one he feared the most was Zhao Yun's team. Zhao Yun was the commander of the army. The commander of the first army was not qualified to participate, but he liked football so much that Cao Ang specially approved him to participate.

But Cao Zhang was not very worried about Zhao Yun's words. The key is that there is another Hao Zhao in their team. It is great if you can't guard the goal. It is not ordinary to break through Hao Zhao's blockade.

As for their side, Hu San has changed his new goalkeeper, hoping not to be as tricky as Cao Ang, otherwise the game will really not be able to go on.

Originally, Cao Ang wanted to be a goalkeeper, but as the organizer of the sports meeting, it was a bit regrettable not to participate.

Unexpectedly, Cao Ang was strongly opposed by Cao Zhang as soon as he spoke, and he clearly told Cao Ang that he would surrender directly if he participated in the field, which forced Cao Ang to give up his thoughts.

The two football courts started at the same time, Cao Ang and Lu Su became referees, and everyone else was watching.

After scanning around for a while, I couldn't find anything to do. Cao Zhang walked to Xu Huang and said without saying anything: "Governor Xu, who will win this game?"

Xu Huang didn't want to pay attention to it, but when he turned his eyes, he suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile: "It's so boring to guess, why don't we bet, if you lose the little golden man you won yesterday, I will belong to me."

Although Cao Zhang is the sprint champion and the prize gold man is crawling, what does it matter? After all, it is pure gold.

Gambling seems to be quite exciting.

Cao Zhang blinked and said, "Okay, I bet myself, what should I do if you lose?"

Xu Huang thought hard for a long time, but there was nothing to do. So he gritted his teeth and turned off his sword, and said, "This sword has been with me for more than twenty years. Although it is not as sharp as the Qingyan Yitian, it is also a rare sword. If you win, it will belong to you."

He wanted to replace someone else's golden man with a broken sword. No matter how he looked, he was a bit suspicious of bullying the stupid son of the landlord. However, Cao Zhang didn't care and said generously: "The deal is done."

Xu Huang is also a famous general in the world. His sword is still very valuable for collection. As for the Jin people, I just want to ask for another one for my elder brother, but he is not short of money.

The two guys with different ulterior motives made a bet, and then it seemed that there was nothing to talk about. They all turned their eyes to the stadium. Cao Zhang looked at the players and thought to himself how to win the game. However, Xu Huang held the sword tightly and thought to himself: "Zhao Zilong, Zhao Zilong, you must win the championship, otherwise my sword will not be guaranteed."

An hour and a half passed quickly, and the first game ended successfully. It was Cao Zhang's turn. He took off his cotton coat and threw it on the ground, took the team members into the field, and said to Cao Ang, who was whistling in his mouth: "Brother, don't whistle randomly afterwards."

Cao Ang was too lazy to pay attention to it, so he rolled his eyes directly.

What does this mean? It insults my professional ethics?

If you hadn't been able to beat you, you would have to have a duel between men with whatever you said today.

As the whistle began, Cao Zhang's opponent was from Cao Zhen's team. He came late and had limited training time and had limited understanding of the rules of the game. He was fined a red card and a yellow card by the referee. On the other hand, Cao Zhang was extremely skilled in receiving and dribbling the ball, and the opponent was not an opponent at all. Before the first half, the score reached an astonishing one-to-three. There was basically no need to compete in the future.

This is true. When encountering such a genius opponent, you don’t even need to defend yourself, just attack directly. Cao Zhang led the team to attack with a fierce attack, and finally defeated the opponent with a record of zero to seven and successfully advanced.

The next group continued, the football match took too long, and it was dark after the first round of knockout round. Everyone had no choice but to retreat and wait for the next day.

No words all night.

After breakfast, the team gathered on the stadium again. The sixteen teams were eliminated half of them yesterday, and the promotion continued. Four groups were eliminated by 12 o'clock, and the remaining four groups entered the finals after the meal.

In order to finish the meal in a hurry, we didn't have to rest and started the competition directly.

The rules of the finals are different from the previous ones. They adopt a circular system. Each of the remaining four groups can play against the other three groups in one game, and the rankings are calculated based on the results, which is fair and reasonable.

As expected, only Cao Zhang and Zhao Yun were left in the end.

These are two recognized strong teams. Their duels are the real ones to meet good talents. The onlookers are all focused on looking into the field.

Xu Huang, who was supposed to be on duty but took a sick leave, held the sword even more, and his nervous palms were sweating.

In the football field, referee Cao Ang stood on the center line, stepped on the football player with silver coins and laughed: "Old rule, guess the front and back of the coin to decide who kicks off, and who will come first?"

Zhao Yun naturally would not argue with Cao Zhang, and Cao Zhang said, "Front."

Cao Ang smiled, and with a thumbs up, the silver coin flew into the sky and fell to the ground. The team members on both sides stared at the silver coin, wanting to see which side was facing up, but the silver coin landed and stuck in the grass and stood up directly.

Cao Zhang: "..." Zhao Yun: "..." Another misunderstanding, Your Highness, have you been demoted?

"Come again."

Cao Ang said embarrassedly and picked up the silver coin and continued. This time he was not stuck in the grass, but the reverse side was facing up Zhao Yunsheng. He chose to kick off, so Cao Zhang chose the venue first.

The players of both sides stood in place, and the referee whistle sounded, and the game officially began. Zhao Yun passed the ball out and rushed to favorable terrain, defending others while preparing for attack.

Cao Zhang was not willing to be outdone and rushed to intercept. The two sides entered the most tragic duel from the beginning. The small football was snatched by the players on both sides. Not long after, it was easy to get the hands of the onlookers. The nervous hearts of the onlookers were raised to their throats.

"Captain catches the ball."

The members of the Red Team (Cao Zhang Team) shouted and kicked the ball towards Cao Zhang with all their strength.

A long distance pass, the football flew into the sky and headed straight for Cao Zhang. Seeing that it was about to land, Zhao Yun rushed over quickly again, Cao Zhang didn't care about waiting for it to fall freely, so he jumped forward, and held the ball with his head, caught it with his chest when it fell, and let the ball land carefully, and then rushed towards the opposite side.

The opportunity was hard-won, so he dared not let Zhao Yun catch up. He ran away happily with both feet. He felt almost the same when he got closer. He kicked it without hesitation and flew straight to the goal.

Flying also takes time. Goalkeeper Hao Zhao simply judged the landing direction based on the trajectory of the football, and decisively rushed out and hugged him.

Once again, Cao Zhang was intercepted and was so angry that he burst into pieces: "Damn..." Hao Zhao was so difficult.

However, Zhao Yun gave Hao Zhao a thumbs up, and having a good goalkeeper is reassuring.
Chapter completed!