The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1330

Chapter 1330: 649 The next scene

But at that moment, Mu Qingchen caught up.

Seeing that things were not looking good, Nangong Lin hurriedly struck the ball and passed it to Xu Ping.

Xu Ping didn’t choose to dribble with the stick; instead, he threw it out directly, caught it backhandedly, and swung it forth. The polo ball drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, dropping accurately into the goal hole!

"Beautiful!"

Young Master Jing clapped!

Worthy of the imperial family’s polo team.

That move just now was played brilliantly!

Gu Jiao cocked her head to look at Xu Ping, hmm, so you can play like this.

Qingyue Academy gained the first colored flag.

The first period still hadn’t ended, and the competition continued; this time, Tianqiong Academy started the game.

"Yuan Xiao, it’s your turn," Mu Qingchen said.

"I-I, I’m nervous," Yuan Xiao was overwhelmed by the opponent’s tactics and aura.

Mu Qingchen said, "It’s fine, just hit it out there."

Yuan Xiao swallowed, restraining his trembling hands, and swung his first stick.

Mu Chuan quickly followed on his horse.

Mu Qingchen glanced at Gu Jiao; he said nothing, but all his trust was in his eyes.

Then, without even checking if his teammate had caught the ball, he raced towards the opposing team’s goal post like the wind.

Young Master Jing was stupefied, "No way? Isn’t this too bold? What if the ball gets intercepted? You’ve run so far; how will you save the situation?"

Nangong Lin and Su Hao exchanged looks and then, flanking from both sides, charged towards Mu Chuan.

They intended to interfere with Mu Chuan, preventing him from catching the ball without breaking any rules.

Mu Chuan, caught between them, yelled, "Ahhhh! You two wilted calves! Why are you both coming after me?!"

Nangong Lin’s lips curved slightly as he went for Mu Chuan’s ball.

He moved very quickly.

But someone was even quicker.

He hadn’t seen clearly what happened when a mallet whooshed by, taking Mu Chuan’s ball along with it.

Nangong Lin was momentarily taken aback.

He turned his head and saw the indifferently comported Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao cast a cool look at him, said nothing, threw her mallet, and backhandedly struck the polo ball hard.

Everyone was dazzled.

Wait a minute, wasn’t this the same move Xu Ping used just now?

Even the action of tossing and catching the mallet was identical!

Xu Ping’s face turned green!

"Referee!" he protested vehemently.

"Is learning forbidden?" Gu Jiao asked innocently. _{freēwēbnovel.com}

The referee was caught off guard.

Well, there’s no rule against it.

"You can learn from me too," Gu Jiao said to Xu Ping, unabashedly confident.

Xu Ping nearly choked on his own blood.

Learn from you? What do you have that’s worth learning?

You little rookie!

Yet it was exactly this rookie with the shamelessly thick skin who had mastered all of Xu Ping’s signature techniques.

Even the referee couldn’t bear to watch.

The dean of Tianqiong Academy suffered the intense disdain of the other deans. Raising his hand weakly to his head, he coughed, "Well, if someone has the skill to learn by observing, then let’s see you, you, you all try to imitate someone."

Do we look like we can imitate that?!

What kind of freak is this kid? How can he imitate so accurately every single time?

When it was Xu Ping’s turn to hit the ball, he suddenly sneezed due to an allergy.

After that, Gu Jiao, holding her mallet, sneezed dramatically before hitting the ball.