Do you know how many people go to the imperial city every year and can’t come back directly?

What does this mean?

Qiqi stared at Tian Jiyun who had walked by not far away, but Tian Jiyun just smiled disdainfully and was unwilling to answer.

Their group of sixteen people entered another Cuju field and was divided into two teams. Cuju was kicked up and a fierce fight began immediately.

Among the sixteen people, ten of them were obviously better than the others, but they were scattered in two teams.

These ten people should be Tian Jiyun's key players, eight people in one game, and the remaining two are rotated. As for the other six people, they should be substitutes.

The ten key players are all considered strong in physical shape. For those who practice martial arts, there should be no physical problems in their physical strength in the round of the game. It seems that there are some wastes to be so many sixteen people.

Qiqi has been paying attention to Tian Jiyun and the others' training. I have to say that although Tian Jiyun is arrogant, his level of Cuju is really not bad. He controls the ball very steadily and passes quickly. However, his personal heroism is too heavy. Basically, he watched her perform alone in the whole game.

I don’t know if it’s like this or because there are a few handsome men watching today?

Although her young men seemed to have a lot of opinions about the clothes there and were afraid that their women would dress like that, their eyes still stared at the event there for a moment.

Tian Jiyun naturally noticed their attention, so he worked harder, controlling the ball freely, like flowing clouds, and in a blink of an eye, three balls had already entered the goal.

Kung fu is really good.

After watching for a while, Qiqi couldn't help but stare at Hongqing beside him and asked, "What did the young master mean just now? Why can't he come back when he goes to the imperial city to compete?"

Isn’t it just a game? Can those who lose their lives even lose?

"Have you heard of it? Every year when you go to the Imperial City to compete, the fittest survives the fittest, and only ten teams can enter the palace competition." Hongqing looked at her lightly and said in a leisurely manner: "If you can't enter the palace competition, although even His Majesty has seen a lot, only those ten teams are qualified to enter the palace to compete."

"That's not that among the ten teams, only one team can survive in the end, right?" When Qiqi thought of this possibility, she wanted to roll her eyes, but she knew very well that it was not the time to roll her eyes.

Because, this issue is very serious and is related to life and death.

"In fact, it's just an exaggeration from the outside." Hongqing smiled rarely. In his unique smile, this smile clearly had some distant memories: "Her Majesty the Queen is not such a bloodthirsty person, it's just that the rumors outside are wrong."

Qiqi was sneering in his heart that Meng Shiyue was not bloodthirsty, so there were no bloodthirsty people in this world.

But her face did not change, and she just reexamined Hongqing, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

He and Meng Shiyue really have a bad relationship, and he seems to have a good feeling about Meng Shiyue.

"Then what is the truth?" she asked quietly, knowing that Hongqing must have known something.

Hongqing seemed to be immersed in his memories. He didn't know what he remembered. The smile on the corner of his lips slowly dissipated, and a little bitterness was left at the moment: "If the leaders of the ten teams who can enter the palace competition can be appreciated by Her Majesty, most of them will stay in the palace for training. Of course, this training is a bit difficult..."

He didn't continue talking, but Qiqi understood that this training was not about whether it was difficult or not, but was simply about the devil's training.

She didn't know why Meng Shiyue was like this. Could it be that she really liked Cuju so much and wanted to cultivate a team that no one can match in the world?

"Why does she like Cuju so much?" she asked again.

"It's not your Majesty's liking, it's..." Hongqing stopped and his eyes fell on her. The depth in his eyes was gone, and his eyes also returned to his usual indifference: "Many people who can enter the palace competition will be selected by your Majesty and stay in the palace. It is an opportunity and a crisis, depending on your own ability."

He pursed his lips and said lightly: "Miss Murong, I don't know much, so I can't say anything more to you. You should practice Cuju well. Maybe you can make a fortune in the Imperial City Competition."

Qiqi didn't ask anymore, knowing that he could say so much to him today was because of his past favor to him, otherwise, this man wouldn't have said so much.

She turned around and looked at the training of Tian Jiyun's team. Tian Jiyun's eyes also happened to be on this side. She just scored another goal, and now she is proud.

Qiqi curled her lips. After the doubts just now were suppressed, she suddenly asked loudly: "Xiao Qingqing, since many people have entered the court competition, many people cannot come back, but I heard that the young master has participated in several competitions, and she is still here now. Could it be that she has not even been able to break into the court competition?"

Although Qiqi's voice was not loud, it was as bright as the wind. In such an open place, as long as the hearing was not too bad, it would be heard.

Hearing this, Tian Jiyun changed his face immediately. He was stunned and even kicked Cuju in front of her.

With a "bang", Cuju actually landed on her face. Her strength was not too strong, but she was not small. A burst of sorrow came, and even her nose was about to be knocked crooked.

The female disciple who played football was startled and rushed over and said anxiously: "Young Master, I am not interested, you..."

"How do you play football?" The handsome man, especially in front of Murong Qiqi, made him look ugly. Tian Jiyun was so angry that his face turned red and his neck thick. His cold eyes fell on the female disciple. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he kicked him.

A sound of bone shattering came, and the unprepared female disciple felt a heart-wrenching pain in her legs. She fell heavily to the ground, holding her kicked legs and kept wailing.

"Bad!" Tian Jiyun snorted coldly and wanted to step on her leg bone.

Suddenly a powerful force came towards him. Tian Jiyun was startled. In order to avoid the palm, he quickly took several steps back and finally avoided it.

Looking back, Murong Qiqi had already arrived at the end and squatted down in front of her female disciple, about to check her legs.

"Murong Qiqi, how dare you attack me!" Tian Jiyun went crazy, his face constantly twisting and deforming: "The following is the one who commits the crime, do you know what crime should be done?"

Qiqi ignored her and just carefully checked the female disciple who fell to the ground. Not only was her leg bone broken, but it was also shattered. It was too difficult to get up, so there was no need to say that she would still play Cuju in the future.

She also watched this woman when she was playing Cuju just now. Her skills were pretty good. Tian Jiyun made a mistake and actually took her anger on others, which ruined her life!

Is it amazing to have power and power in this world?

"Murong Qiqi, this is my place, get away!" Tian Jiyun was still screaming, until he clearly saw a dark figure approaching. The cold air made her swallow the words she said in her mouth in an instant.

Looking at the man walking to Murong Qiqi, the man she was thinking about hugging him to sleep every night, but at this moment, she felt a little afraid when she saw him.

"Murong Qiqi..."

"Another word, the outcome will be the same as hers." Chu Xuanchi's faint look really made this young sect leader who had been domineering in the Holy Water Sect for so many years not even dared to hum again.

She was the young sect leader, the biological daughter of the sect leader. She shouldn't have been afraid of him, but at this time she was really afraid. But just one sentence, she actually felt a slight pain in her calf, just like her leg bone had been kicked off by him.

Such a terrible look was clearly calm, even very light, but it seemed that in his eyes, she saw the divine deity who dominated her life.

Tian Jiyun stopped humming, but just looked at Chu Xuanchi trunkly.

He stood beside Murong Qiqi without any movement. Even after he finished speaking, he never looked at others again. There was only Murong Qiqi in his eyes.

But it was such a calm person. Standing next to Murong Qiqi, he inexplicably gave people an illusion, as if it was a big tree that supported the sky. As long as he stood there, all the ups and downs could not fall on Murong Qiqi.

This is the first time Tian Jiyun has felt the power from a man, a powerful force that even the most powerful woman cannot match.

She thought that a man should be cared for by a woman, but at this moment, she would rather fall into his arms and be the little woman behind him forever...

With a shake of her head, she didn't understand how the ridiculous thought came about. She actually thought of relying on men and relying on this weakest power in the Dream Clan!

The cold eyes fell on the fallen disciples, but they didn't even dare to look at Murong Qiqi and Chu Xuanchi.

Qiqi had already applied medicine to the person, then took out gauze and spare small wooden boards, tied up the female disciple's calves, and fixed the position.

But the female disciple could only give her a grateful look. Under Tian Jiyun's cold eyes, after she suppressed the severe pain, she stood up with the help of her companions, and returned to Tian Jiyun one by one, lowering her head and silent.

There wasn't even a word of thanks.

Tian Jiyun stared at Murong Qiqi's face and wanted to overestimate his ability. However, because the man behind her said, he swallowed it back.

Even if I am unwilling to accept my own heart, I have to leave in shame. Even if I don’t know why I am afraid, it is true that I am afraid.

Watching the group walk away, Hongqing looked back at Qiqi, and his eyes were a little disagreeable.

However, he was not a thing by nature and did not agree with it at any time, but he didn't say much.

"I know it's my fault." Qiqi was helpless. She was a doctor. She just saw someone being injured and subconsciously wanted to help her.

Saving a person is the first idea. Only after saving him or her will you think of all kinds of pros and cons.

Some things cannot be measured by whether they are worth it or not, because that is not the mentality that people who study medicine should have.
Chapter completed!