The football baby ran to Lu Wuji's side, handed the ball over with a smile, and wanted to take the opportunity to touch the hand of Brother Ku in sunglasses, but Cheng Xiaolu was watching beside her, and she had already seen through her insidious purpose, snatched it and put it at Lu Wuji's feet.

"This little girl, you are very vigilant, and the football baby is turning back. ”

The crowd outside the stadium eased up and wanted to understand how the ball led people to the goal. Re-grasp the barbed wire, just as the bride re-bites the horns to accept the groom's challenge.

The thing that was kicked into the goal walked out tremblingly, Brother Hui went up and grabbed his shirt, and scolded: "Are you colluding with him, grass!"

"Brother Hui is wronged, you know that brother doesn't have that kung fu, flying so far in the air, the concubine can't do it!"

Brother Hui thought about it too, so he took his shoulders and returned to the team and stood up again.

This time they held hands, and let two people stand behind them, as if the killer was about to come in, and the master was holding an iron rod against the door.

"Are you ready, I'm here to go!" Lu Wuji shouted.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" said one of them, asking for a pause. The reasons turned out to be:

I only heard the man turn back to the man lying on top of him and say: "Wandang, let you hold my back, not somewhere else, Nima is really perverted! You turn around, turn around, it's too dangerous!"

So the man behind him turned around and was back to back with him. Then it signaled that it was ready.

Lu Wuji kicked out again.

The goal was 2,44 meters high, and if the power under his feet was well controlled, it could be poured over the heads of everyone.

But people are not dead, they stretch out their arms and jump again, just enough to reach the top frame of the goal. Of course, if the goal is a little higher, even if it is reached, it is useless, because the big kick kicks, especially a player like Lu Wuji who can carry magical powers in football, even if you jump up and touch the ball, but your strength cannot stop the ball at all, it can even bring you in.

But the goal is different at the height of 2.44 meters, because the ball has to go over the head and at the same time go straight ahead, which is not compatible at this height.

This means that the ball must sink down to reach the net after going over the top, and can only hit the crossbar in a straight line. If you sink and turn, you won't have enough force to knock your arm open.

So all 13 goalkeepers jumped up to intercept the ball, and their arms were all on the goal crossbar, dense and watery.

13 people are ecstatic, 10,000 yuan is finally in hand!

Sure enough, the football had to sink down, because any more straight line would be nothing more than flying over the goal, and it would be meaningless. And this sinking, even if the impact force is removed, it is impossible to break through the human wall with such a turn, and this time there is a top bar behind it!

The football fell to the ground and didn't move, and the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief, this time the moth was finally no longer scary!

The 13 people were also relieved, but one of them suddenly let out a loud fart with a bang, and the air flow went down his pants, and then outward, just on the freshly parked football, like a gentle little hand turning a spinning top......

So the phenomenon of 12 people tearing up happened again, the football was not rolling fast, but at the moment when everyone felt that the dust had settled and relaxed their vigilance, no one could react to stop it, because they were too nervous before!

The football turtle entered the goal quickly, and it stopped in the corner behind the goal, less than 1 cm away from the goal, but this did go in, even if the chairman of the football committee came, it could not change the fact that the ball was scored!

However, the goal did not seem to be magical, so the onlookers did not show too much surprise.

After a short period of aphasia, the football babies also sang and danced again, and their explicit teasing of Lu Wuji made Cheng Xiaolu very nervous, and kept scolding debauchery, disgusting, and eight women.

But that fart is very miserable at this time!

12 Pairs of eyes were fixed on him, and the flames of anger were almost reduced to substance, and they wanted to crush him to ashes.

"Do you know that your fart is the most expensive in the world? You are such a genius, you, I obey you!"

Brother Hui was heartbroken, and hated iron but not steel. The fart is also remorseful, sitting on the ground and constantly hammering the ground with his fist, looking like he is in pain.

He suddenly stood up, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and shouted: "You let me die, don't stop me......" At the same time, he stretched out his hand behind him and kept swinging, and sure enough, someone grabbed his hand, and he struggled more fiercely: Let me die, I don't live anymore......

Brother Hui finally spoke: "Forget it, it's not intentional, there are still 11 feet, come on, everyone!"

The fart shrugged his shoulders and sobbed back to the group.

The 13 men were again shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, squeezing the goal tightly, and the two top bars stood behind the 11.

"Wandang, you forgot again, turn around, turn around, Nima, hurry up and ask your father to marry you a daughter-in-law!"

"If anyone farts again this time to help the enemy, Hugh blames Brother Hui, I turn my face and don't recognize people!"

The cheerleaders kept lifting their clothes to Lu Wuji, and Cheng Xiaolu couldn't stop scolding people when she stood next to Lu Wuji.

The spectators outside the stadium once again clung to the barbed wire.

"It's on!" Lu Wuji shouted, and his body began to spin in place, one circle, two circles, three circles...... At the beginning, people's heads could still swing from side to side with his rotation speed, and then their heads could only shake constantly, and their eyes were full of circles.

I don't know how many times it took Lu Wuji to finally get out of his foot, and in the eyes of onlookers, he actually didn't see clearly whether he had one kick or countless feet, because their eyes were dazzled, and it seemed that there were countless ghosts in this kick.

The weird thing is that instead of flying, the ball rolls close to the ground and gets bigger and bigger. The distance of 60 meters is not far, and it is the length of 6 classrooms connected. But it seems like a century has passed.

Because the ball rolls very slowly, we first see a piece of grass wrapped around the black and white sphere, then several grasses, then the roots of the grass with the soil, and then the ball is wrapped in soil.

The football left Lu Wuji's feet twenty meters, and a deep ditch had been plowed on the ground;

30 meters, the ditch not only continues to deepen, but also widens;

40 meters, the diameter of the ball is already up to one meter;

50 meters, the height of the ball has already blocked the sight of Lu Wuji and the 13 people guarding the goal, and none of them can see anyone.

60 m ...... The picture is no longer direct (friendly reminder: patients with heart disease, high blood pressure, coronary heart disease, etc., please watch carefully)

The ball went into the goal steadily, at this time the diameter of the ball was 1.8 meters, almost the entire goal was filled, and the wall of 13 people was missing three people, a Hui Ge, a guy named Wan Dang and the person he was responsible for resisting.

You can see that the six legs are shaking under the dirt ball.