Lin Chong's Women's Cuju Team

Du Shiniang looked in the direction of the sound and saw Ning Zhanyan being helped by Chen Jinhuan as they slowly approached her and Lin Chong. Du Shiniang was overjoyed and said, "Yes! I was just wondering where to find Your Highness. I didn't expect you to come and help me."

"Shi Niang, don't call me Your Majesty anymore. The Wolf King just exposed my affair with Liu Lang to the Emperor. I reckon the Emperor will definitely kill us after he gets through this crisis. Why don't I atone for my sins and help this dog of an emperor?" Chen Jinhuan said with a self-deprecating tone, then looked deeply into Ning Zhanyan's eyes.

Seeing this, Du Shiniang quickly comforted her, saying, "Sister, since that's the case, I think you're the only one who can take on the one-on-one Cuju shooting competition against the Jin women!" Chen Jinhuan's lips curled into a confident smile, because she had practiced shooting so many times in the Mingfu Cave, and gambling with those death row inmates had long since forged a strong mental wall for her. She was confident that she could win this Cuju shooting competition.

The female player sent by the Jin Kingdom was Yin Xue. Earlier, during the final moments of the Cuju match, Hasalawa had accidentally twisted her ankle, and Mohat was worried it would affect her shot. Yin Xue was ranked second in skill within their Jin Kingdom women's Cuju team, so Mohat selected her.

Yin Xue knew that the Song team had sent Chen Jinhuan, and she was a little disdainful because Chen Jinhuan's performance in the football match between the two countries had not been very active. She even thought that Emperor Huizong of Song only chose Chen Jinhuan to play football because she was his beloved concubine, and that she was a typical nepotism candidate.

Yelü Wen saw that Yin Xue looked down on Chen Jinhuan, but he reminded her: "Yin Xue, don't be fooled by Chen Jinhuan's slender waist and her height advantage. She once competed with a group of death row inmates in a football shooting contest using the Mingfu Cave. They were betting their lives, so her shooting skills are definitely impressive. You must not underestimate her!"

"Lord Yelü, you're boosting the enemy's morale while diminishing your own. I don't believe this delicate imperial concubine can play Cuju well. I'm afraid she won't even be able to stand up after a couple of kicks, haha!" Yin Xue looked at Yelü Wen and mocked Chen Jinhuan in a sarcastic tone.

Seeing Yin Xue's arrogance and complacency, Yelü Wen stopped trying to persuade her and sat quietly to the side, glancing several times in Du Rushuang's direction. Du Rushuang felt Yelü Wen's burning gaze, but she deliberately turned her face away to avoid his eyes. Yelü Wen recalled what Du Rushuang had just told him—that they were destined to be enemies and could never be together. The thought pained him, but he knew he couldn't control the situation today, so he could only lower his head and drink in silence, his attention no longer on the football match.

Chen Jinhuan straightened her Cuju (ancient Chinese football) uniform and walked to the Jin Kingdom's Cuju goal, preparing to shoot. The Jin Kingdom's goalkeeper had been replaced by the woman who rolled her eyes and claimed to possess witchcraft. Knowing she couldn't look into the Jin woman's eyes, Chen Jinhuan simply took off her headband and blindfolded herself. This stunned the Jin Kingdom women's Cuju team. Mohart blurted out a curse: "What the hell? Is this woman so arrogant? Shooting at the goal blindfolded? Who gave her such confidence?"

"It's me, she's my woman! You have a problem with that?" Ning Zhanyan appeared behind Mohart without him noticing and suddenly shouted in his ear. Mohart quickly covered his ears with his hands, staring at Ning Zhanyan who had ambushed him from behind, stunned! This was clearly the emperor's woman! What kind of madman claimed that the beauty in front of the football gate was his woman? Was this guy out of his mind?!

Ning Zhanyan toyed with Mohart for a moment, then quickly left and went to Lin Chong and Du Shiniang's side, whispering a few words to them. The Wolf King looked at Ning Zhanyan with a puzzled expression. Wasn't this kid just about to die? How come he's jumping around like a madman now? Is he having a final burst of energy before death? Let's see what he'll be so smug about after losing the game!

Ignoring the murmurs of the onlookers, Chen Jinhuan aimed the ball precisely and then swiftly and decisively sent it into the goal. The Jin goalkeeper rolled her eyes in disbelief; what a powerful kick! This woman was truly formidable!

After Chen Jinhuan scored the first goal, it was Yin Xue's turn. The Song Dynasty women's football team sent Du Rushuang as their goalkeeper. Lin Chong had originally wanted Zou Xiaoyan to guard the goal, but Du Rushuang insisted on going against Yin Xue. The two had been bitter rivals in the Jin Dynasty, and this time she naturally wanted to teach her nemesis a lesson. Lin Chong had no choice but to agree to Du Rushuang's request to play.

Seeing that Du Rushuang was guarding the goal, Yin Xue curled her lip and shouted at Du Rushuang, "My mortal enemy! We didn't have enough fun on the football field just now, and the two teams haven't really decided a winner yet. Do you dare to make a bet with me this time? If you can intercept one of my balls, I'll call you 'godmother,' how about that?"

Upon hearing this, Du Rushuang raised an eyebrow and deliberately said to Yin Xue, "Yin Xue, be good! You're so eager to be my goddaughter, I'll definitely agree."

"Ning Zhanshuang, you...you just wait. What will you do if you can't even stop the ball I kick? I don't want you to be my goddaughter," Yin Xue said angrily.

"So what do you want to bet on? You know I'm impatient, so hurry up and tell me your terms." Du Rushuang said to Yin Xue with her chin taut, her tone a little impatient.

"If you can't stop any of my kicks today, then you'll have to lick my football boots clean. How about it? Are you willing to bet?" Yin Xue said provocatively to Du Rushuang, her eyes half-closed.

"Okay! I agree." Du Rushuang readily agreed to the bet proposed by Yin Xue. Anyway, she was sure to win in a while. She confidently glanced at Wu Song by the Cuju goal. Wu Song winked at Du Rushuang, giving her an ambiguous look that said, "I believe in you, I love you."

Du Rushuang ignored the flamboyant man, bent over and assumed a horse stance, her eyes fixed on the woman in the red Cuju uniform in front of her. A gust of wind blew past, and Du Rushuang missed Yin Xue's first kick. She twisted her neck in exasperation, while Yin Xue smugly called out to her, "Ning Zhanshuang, I advise you not to waste your energy! Save it for licking my boots later."

"Yinxue, you were just lucky just now. There are still four balls to go. Don't be too smug," Du Rushuang said to Yinxue unwillingly.

Next, Chen Jinhuan, still blindfolded, scored three more goals. Yin Xue was indeed impressive; although her shooting angles weren't as tricky as Chen Jinhuan's, her shots were powerful and decisive. There's a saying that goes, "The one who knows you best is often your enemy." Although Du Rushuang could predict the direction of Yin Xue's shots—she shot to the left, and she lunged to the left—she still couldn't completely tackle the ball. Instead, she injured her knee on her third attempt, thankfully only suffering a minor scrape.

Seeing that Du Rushuang's knee was injured, Wu Song rushed over to bandage her wound. Yelü Wen, being farther away, wasn't as quick as Wu Song. With a grim face, he stepped forward, pulled Du Rushuang aside, and looked down to check for any other wounds on her body. He then spoke gently, offering words of advice:

"Shuang'er, do you have any other wounds? Before Yin Xue came to Song, Mohat gave her special footwork training. She is incredibly strong, completely different from when you trained with her in Cuju. She has become extremely powerful! You shouldn't have bet with her."

Du Rushuang looked at Yelü Wen with displeasure and said, "Awen, do you have no confidence in me at all? I don't believe I can't stop her from scoring a single point. You say she's strong, but is she as strong as Wu Song? He can kill a tiger with his bare hands, while I can make Wu Song kneel at my feet and admit defeat."

Yelü Wen felt that Du Rushuang was angering him, so he glared at Wu Song fiercely and turned away angrily. Wu Song, hearing Du Rushuang mention him, thought to himself, "When was I ever beaten to a pulp by this woman? I think I only ever fell at her feet." Thinking of this, he blushed and stole a glance at Du Rushuang.

Du Rushuang had no idea what erotic images were swirling in Wu Song's mind; his attention was entirely focused on Yin Xue. Seeing Wu Song and Yelü Wen circling around Du Rushuang, Yin Xue felt a pang of jealousy and kicked the ball even harder.