The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1386 - 1386 673 Abnormal Strength_3

Chapter 1386: 673 Abnormal Strength_3 Chapter 1386: 673 Abnormal Strength_3 Mu Qingchen frowned and said, “He used to be domineering and forceful, but… not as vicious as today.”

If it weren’t for the fact that his martial arts were better than Mu Chuan’s, he would have been knocked off his horse as well.

The reason he just now asked how Gu Jiao’s arm was, was because his own arm was injured too.

It seemed as if this group of Shaolin Warrior Monks was deliberately targeting them. Could someone be manipulating something behind the scenes?

Up in the attic, the Prince of Ming applauded and cheered, “Beautiful! That’s how it should be done! Whoever brought Shaolin Academy here truly understands my heart!”

The Crown Prince of Han took a leisurely sip of his tea.

The competition resumed.

Gu Jiao led Mama past the referee scholar and suddenly stopped, turning her head towards him, “Are you sure that such behavior just now doesn’t count as a violation?”

The referee scholar said, “Of course not.”

“Oh,” Gu Jiao raised an eyebrow, “So, as long as it’s caused by the ball, it doesn’t count as a violation.”

The referee scholar furrowed his brow, feeling that this statement wasn’t quite right, and corrected, “You can’t intentionally use the ball to attack the opponent.”

Mu Chuan was sent flying while fighting for the ball; the opponent didn’t specifically target him.

“Oh,” Gu Jiao said, “so if it’s not intentional, it doesn’t count as a violation, right?”

That was correct, but coming from her mouth, it sounded a bit off.

The referee scholar looked at Gu Jiao oddly, unable to articulate what exactly was off, and nodded, “Let’s begin.”

Gu Jiao mounted her horse.

Yuan Xiao served the ball.

Zhao Wei had just taken possession when the ball, still not warmed by his touch, was snatched away by a Shaolin Warrior Monk.

Gu Jiao sped after him. Just as the Shaolin Warrior Monk was about to swing his mallet, Gu Jiao suddenly said, “Amitabha.”

The Shaolin Warrior Monk was startled and reflexively pulled back his mallet, doing a Buddhist greeting with his hand, “Amita—”

Bang!

Gu Jiao struck the polo ball away with her mallet!

Shaolin Warrior Monk: “…”

Yuan Xiao got the ball and passed it to Zhao Wei, who then passed it to Gu Jiao.

By now, they were very close to the opponent’s goal, and Mu Qingchen had already taken his position.

The Shaolin Warrior Monks caught up, and Gu Jiao was sandwiched from both sides.

“Liulang!” Yuan Xiao shouted from not far away.

Pass the ball to him, then he’d pass it to Mu Qingchen.

But Gu Jiao did not do so. Riskily, she passed the ball directly to Mu Qingchen.

As expected, it was intercepted.

Yuan Xiao lamented, “Ah!”

The one who intercepted the ball was the Warrior Monk with six scars. He intended to pass the ball to another monk, while Gu Jiao kept a firm eye on the latter.

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the six-scar Monk as he took a powerful swing, sending the ball on its way.

He had put nearly all his strength into that swing.

Mu Qingchen inwardly cursed, knowing this wasn’t the ball he truly meant to pass to his teammate. He intended to use the move they had on Mu Chuan against Gu Jiao as well.

You can’t catch it forcefully!

It was too late for Mu Qingchen to stop it, as Gu Jiao extended her mallet.

“Ah—”

Accompanied by a scream, the Monk behind Gu Jiao was struck by the polo ball and tumbled clumsily off his horse!

It turned out that Gu Jiao had indeed extended her mallet, not to catch the ball but to gently nudge it, altering its trajectory.

The fallen Monk had taken quite the hit. His companion accused in a sharp tone, “You violated the rules!”

Gu Jiao spread her hands, “How did I break the rules? You were the ones who hit the ball, with such force that others couldn’t catch it, and now you’re blaming me?”

The Monks were left speechless.

The referee scholar ruled it an accident, with no foul play, and the game continued.

The strength of the six-precept scarred Buddhist Monk was not to be underestimated. However, the monk had taken a heavy fall and had to temporarily leave the game, replaced by another monk.

This substitute monk was slightly weaker, giving Tianqiong Academy an opening. Before the end of the second quarter, Tianqiong Academy scored a goal.

It seemed as if the Shaolin Warrior Monks were provoked. As soon as the third quarter began, Yuan Xiao’s arm was shaken and injured.

“Are you alright?” Mu Qingchen asked.

Yuan Xiao gritted his teeth and held the polo mallet, “I’m fine… I can still go on…”

It wasn’t that they could stop even if they wanted to. They only had five players. Mu Chuan was already out of the game, and if he left as well, they would be short on players and would have to declare forfeiture.

Gu Jiao looked at Yuan Xiao’s trembling right hand in pain, and her eyes turned completely cold.

She switched her mallet to her left hand and wrapped her right hand around the reins, snatching the polo ball with lightning speed.

The monk who had the ball stolen was stunned, clearly not expecting his opponent to suddenly increase her speed so drastically!

After Gu Jiao seized the ball, she did not pass it to anyone but instead took it all the way to the opponent’s goal alone.

The monk with the six-precept scar had been waiting for a long time.

A murderous aura suddenly emerged from Gu Jiao as she struck the ball towards the goal with her mallet.

A hint of scorn appeared in the eyes of the six-precept scarred monk as he raised his mallet to intercept.

At that moment, something unbelievable happened. Just as his mallet touched the ball, he was sent flying through the air!

What terrifying strength that was!

He was sent flying out of the court and crashed into a column below the stands, tumbling down embarrassingly to the ground!

Everyone was stunned and many spectators stood up.

What had just happened?

Was it a Shaolin Warrior Monk who had been sent flying?

How could this be?

“Sixth brother!”

The monks spurred their horses to the edge of the polo field and dismounted, rushing towards him.

“Was that… was that Liulang just now?” Yuan Xiao was dumbfounded.

Even though he knew of Xiao Liulang’s capabilities, he had not expected them to be this strong. The power of that strike was something even Mu Qingchen might not have been able to produce, right?

“Did he use internal strength?” Zhao Wei asked.

Mu Qingchen replied with a complex expression, “No.”

He hadn’t felt any internal strength; Xiao Liulang had used his own physical strength.

Zhao Wei’s eyes lit up, “Then, these monks have really kicked an iron board, haven’t they?”

“Yes, they’ve kicked an iron board,” Mu Qingchen said.

The reason why Shaolin Warrior Monks were formidable was not that their polo skills were earth-shattering. Compared to Xu Ping, they still had some shortcomings. They won with their speed and power. Without using internal strength, no one was a match for the physically tempered monks.

Nobody could catch the balls they hit, and there was no ball they couldn’t intercept.

“Was Liulang always this formidable?” Yuan Xiao scratched his head.

Mu Qingchen paused, then said, “No.”

The strength Xiao Liulang had displayed while taming the Horse King wasn’t as fierce as it was now; it was more like his potential had just been stimulated by the confrontation with these few Shaolin Warrior Monks.

Gu Jiao’s move was too beautiful. Prince Mingjun, watching from the attic, had his mouth wide open: “What kind of freak is this kid? That’s a Shaolin Warrior Monk!”

The Crown Prince Han looked at the unruly youth on horseback and suddenly a childhood memory flashed in his mind.

That was the legitimate eldest son of the Xuanyuan Family.

A youth who could kill a ferocious tiger with a single punch without using any internal strength.

Gu Jiao glanced at her hands.

Hmm, these monks were somewhat useful, her strength seemed to have recovered a bit.

Even though there had been no improvement for months.

Gu Jiao bent the corner of her lips, her gaze swiftly turning towards the Shaolin Warrior Monks who were about to return to the field, a green gleam flashing in her eyes.

A collective shiver went down the spines of the Shaolin Warrior Monks!

What was this ominous premonition all about?

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