Nine Chapters of Strange Cases

Chapter 176 Open Revenge
However, Zhou Zhao would never stoop to breaking someone's leg.

She didn't move, standing there waiting for the woman in red to stand up.

"Wu Hongshan, do you believe me? In the next incense stick's time, I'll make you never want to stand on this court again!"

As she spoke, she tossed her head and brushed past the man in the green robe. Her hair ribbon struck the man in the red robe, causing a burning pain.

Wu Qingshan's brother covered his face and gritted his teeth, saying, "Who is called Wu Hongshan? My name is Wu Jiandao. You people from the Court of Justice are as annoying as ever, each of you thinking you're so clever."

Zhou Zhao walked with a proud and arrogant air, but when he heard the words behind him, he almost slipped.

Oops, how did she end up revealing the nickname she gave herself!

Thinking this, she quickened her pace and rushed towards the golden ball. Wu Qingshan, carrying the ball, was already sandwiched between Ji Yun and Han Run and couldn't find a way to break through. He glanced at Zhou Zhao out of the corner of his eye, raised his foot and launched a violent attack, sending the golden ball flying haphazardly towards the goal.

None of the Shaofu people took this ball seriously. Anyone could see that Wu Qingshan hadn't found the right angle for his kick; it was just a random shot.

None of the officials from the Court of Judicial Review were even in that direction...

The ball's angle is too high; it's bound to fly out.

"Ignore it, get ready to receive the ball! Ji Yun, can you get someone to pass it to..." Dai Changsheng had only finished half of his sentence when a white figure appeared beside the golden ball in mid-air. Zhou Zhao suddenly executed a bicycle kick, and the ball plummeted straight down from the sky.

The force felt like it was about to smash through the earth's core.

The burly goalkeeper below was strong but not stupid; no one dared to take the blow head-on. As the ball came hurtling towards him, he instinctively dodged, and the golden ball slammed heavily into the hole, kicking up a cloud of dust!

"Zhou Zhao! You're amazing!"

Chen Jiyuan, who had rushed over, cheered and jumped three feet high! He imitated Li Youdao, putting his hands on his hips and laughing heartily!

The other scholars from the Court of Justice lowered their heads, ignoring the two fools, one old and one young, and secretly grinned at the ground!

We may be happy, but we can't afford to lose face like this!
Zhou Zhao triumphantly raised a finger at Wu Jiandao, whose face was ashen!
Wu Jiandao was startled, and then he suddenly understood what Zhou Zhao meant by those words!
That minor official from the Court of Justice named Zhou Zhao seems to have his eye on him!
Wu Jiandao stared blankly as Zhou Zhao dribbled the ball, determined to circle around to get in front of him!

"Wu Hongshan! Watch closely! I'm going to shoot again! This time I'm going to score by grazing your right ear! Didn't you notice? Your right ear is a little smaller than your left. Once it's rubbed, it'll be the same size! You're welcome!"

Wu Jiandao clenched his fists, his eyes fixed on the ball at Zhou Zhao's feet.

The first time, Zhou Zhao said the ball would fly past his right side, but he didn't believe it and lunged to the left! As a result, the ball really did fly past his right side, went straight into the hole, and even shattered a piece of jade embedded in his belt.

The second time, Zhou Zhao said the ball would fly over his head, but he didn't wear a wig and asked Zhou Zhao to wipe it off.

He still didn't believe it, but the fellow forcefully rubbed his jade crown until it cracked, almost causing his hair to fall down.

This is the third time!

He thought to himself, already in a defensive stance. Zhou Zhao was telling the truth! She wanted to tell him every time where the ball was coming from, so that he would know but be unable to stop it, thus crushing his confidence!

Its heart is awkward!

Sure enough, the ball came again, flying straight towards his right ear. "Wu Hongshan! The ball is coming!"

Wu Jiandao gritted his teeth. He simply didn't have the strength to correct Zhou Zhao anymore; his name wasn't Wu Hongshan!

He suddenly swerved to the side and kicked the ball.

As soon as he kicked the ball, he felt a jolt of surprise. He had missed! This was impossible! He deliberately moved back, making room for his right ear. He had calculated clearly that as long as Zhou Zhao wasn't lying, his kick would definitely hit the ball! If he hit it, even if he couldn't stop Zhou Zhao's powerful strike, he could at least make the ball deviate from its direction.

But the ball missed the target; Zhou Zhao lied to him?

No, no, the ball seemed to have eyes, it flew straight towards his face!
"Wu Jiandao! Get out of the way! Zhou Zhao, why are you kicking someone in the face!"

Dai Changsheng wiped the sweat from his brow, not even noticing that his wig was askew.

At first he was furious, but after a few goals, he's completely deflated! Even his shouts sound weak and listless!

Unlike that old scoundrel Li Youdao, who would stand with his hands on his hips and laugh out loud every time he scored a goal, as if he hadn't worked for half a month and had saved all his energy for today!
Zhou Zhao stood there with his arms crossed, and replied quietly, "It's not facing my face. I told you beforehand it would be next to my right ear!"

Wu Jiandao froze on the spot. He felt a sharp pain in his right ear, and he realized, somewhat numbly, that Zhou Zhao hadn't lied to him after all! She had simply anticipated his movements; the ball had initially been aimed at his right ear as he leaned back…

Now, just as she said, the ball grazed his right ear and slammed into the hole.

He stared blankly at Zhou Zhao.

Putting aside the future, he doesn't want to stand on this field now.

As he was thinking, he saw Zhou Zhao's face come closer. She grinned and held up four fingers at him.

"Oh no, what am I going to do? Including the first one, I've already scored five goals!"

As she spoke, she brushed past Wu Jiandao, her voice suddenly turning cold.

"Wu Hongshan, have you learned it? This is real Cuju! Look how happy everyone is!"

As Zhou Zhao spoke, his smile instantly returned, and he waved to Su Changying in the crowd!
Seeing her leave, Han Run jogged over and patted Wu Jiandao on the shoulder, "Are you alright? She's always been like this, holding grudges! But one match is one match, and she doesn't remember them after the match."

Han Run paused, then continued, "She wasn't standing up for your brother. Just bear with it..."

Back then, he also advised his foolish younger brother Han Ze in the same way: just bear with it and it will pass.

Seeing that Wu Jiandao's expression was off, he sighed inwardly and was about to say a few more words of advice when he heard the burly gatekeeper shout, "The ball is rotten!"

Han Run froze. Had Zhou Zhao kicked the ball so badly that it was ruined?
He instantly thought of words to comfort his colleague: "Look, she's just childish; she's still very careful with her kicks. She kicked the ball, not our heads."

"Ball, ball, ball...ball, ball, a face popped out."

The burly man stammered.