164. Keane's request
Keane felt as if he was flying through the clouds, light and airy, without a hint of weight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Suddenly, the noise in the stadium became unrealistic.
"It's the Tennessee Interstate High School Soccer League, with the Scarecrows at home against the Witch, and here is Aborgast, Tennessey, where wheat milk and rustic Tennessee girls are abundant. And, of course, there's our hero, the best high school quarterback in the whole world, the defender of Aborgast, Barack Hawe!"
"It's 38-42, the Scarecrows are four points behind, the ball is at 40 yards, and the Scarecrows have three more chances to attack!
"The Scarecrows called a timeout!
"The referee signaled that the timeout had passed, and both sides were on the field again! Look, our kids are in high spirits, they haven't given up! They want to take the victory back from the enemy today!"
"Tee-off! The ball got to Barack, and Barack deftly dodged the Witch and threw the ball out!Ahhh
For some reason, Keane's mind refreshed the game a few months ago that ruined his idol Barack Haws, and that game also gave him a chance to become a hero.
But now, the same arena, the same opponent, and different protagonists have the same result.
"Oh my God!" Although the commentary is not the original one, the exclamation that comes out through the loudspeaker in the stadium is the same.
Surprised, incredulous, even frightened!
"Bang!" Keane felt a huge pain in his back, caused by a fall to the ground, and it was this great pain that brought him to his senses. Keane struggled to get to his feet, but his legs were unconscious.
"Stretcher!" Barack shouted as he jerked himself to his feet from the coach's seat.
Before the game, Barack had learned from Lieutenant Colonel Edward that the Witch team would be injected with drugs, but he didn't expect that after only ten minutes of the game, these overly excited guys would break Keane's leg.
A familiar scene, a protagonist who changes position, and a more thrilling perspective, Barack looks at Keane's bent legs that are obviously contrary to the normal angle, and the resistance to this game in his heart becomes more and more intense.
Gao Shuai and Wu Neng's positions were temporarily added to the side of the court, which was more real than other spectators. Keane was almost snapped off his legs after being knocked up by the Witch team's defenders, and even with their superior hearing, the crisp sound of bones breaking was heard clearly.
"Why do I think the players on the visiting team are not normal?" Wu Neng, holding back the discomfort caused by the sound of broken bones, turned his gaze to the Witch defenders who were actually high-fived in celebration.
It's just a game, not a war, but what Wu can read in the eyes of those celebrating Witch defenders is all brutal excitement, and there is not even a little concealment!
"They're really not normal. Gao Shuai's brow furrowed slightly, the Witch defender's eyes made him uncomfortable, and his instincts were warning him that this game was not as simple as it appeared to be.
Amid the uproar of the stadium crowd, Keane came to his senses.
The fracture seemed to come too quickly, and Keane still didn't feel any pain, just that his entire right leg was unconscious. But even though he didn't feel pain, Keane was clearly aware of the seriousness of the situation, and he was afraid that he had followed in Barack's footsteps.
"I'm done, unbelievable, that's it. Glancing at his legs, Keane smiled wryly. There was no hysteria, and Keane was surprised that he was so calm at the moment.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Berak yelled, "You're going to be fine, there's a lot of games waiting for you!"
"Thank you for your comfort, but I don't think it's possible. Keane was more of a comforter than the excited Barack: "Actually, even if my legs keep going, it won't change the result, this game is destined to be your stage, and my defeat is doomed." ā
Keane's words surprised Barack, could it be that Edward's arrangement was noticed by Keane?
"Bud told me, if you, whatever the secret, if Bud knows, it means the whole town knows. Keane smiled, "Of course, he doesn't know much, but it's enough to know that this game is designed for you." ā
"My enemy can't be an ordinary high school team, that can't set off your strength at all. Keane smiled wryly: "It's just that I didn't expect this moment to come so quickly." ā
Barack was silent, he didn't know how to answer.
"An ordinary high school ball game is not worth so many people, they are here for you, the 6,500 people in this scene, the tens of thousands of tourists in the town, the millions or more spectators in front of the screen, they only pay attention to you, someone who is destined to be a hero today. Keane smiled, though bitterly.
"I'd rather not be this hero!" Belak roared under his breath, not sure if he was answering Keane or just himself.
"No, you're a hero, and you're different from us since you got your superpowers. With that, Keane's eyes looked over to Barack to the dugout.
Barack didn't have to look back to know what Keane was looking at, he wasn't looking at the coach, he was looking at the cheerleaders next to the dugout, where there was their captain, Clarney.
Holding the flower ball in her hand, Clarney's face was extremely ugly, she was hesitating, she was completely unprepared for this scene, it was too similar, too similar to the game in which Barack was injured.
The stretcher quickly passed by Clarney and rushed straight onto the field, along with the Scarecrows' team doctor.
The Scarecrows players and coaches also ran past Kleanney and rushed onto the pitch.
Clarney finally rushed in and came to Keane's side.
Keane struggled to smile at Clanney before turning his head to Barack: "Actually, we really met for the first time that day, and I have a lot to say to you. ā
Without waiting for Barack to reply, Keane said to himself, "I want to know what it's like to be forgotten, and I want to know if one day if I lose my form and I fail, will they forget me one day, just like they forget you." ā
Keane's words stunned Barack. Keane's leg was broken, but he didn't yell that he couldn't accept the reality, or that he was carried away with the pain, Keane was very calm and brought up the topic that he didn't want to touch in his heart!
Quickly forgotten by the town, although Barack has long accepted this reality, he knows that he can only passively accept it, because even if he does not face it, the reality has already happened.
Keane wasn't laughing at himself, of course, because his legs were also shortened, and his tone and demeanor weren't laughing at him at all, so Barack couldn't get angry.
"Actually, I've always been worried that I'm going to get hurt and I'm going to be forgotten as quickly as my idol, whether it's a game or a training session or whatever. I had been cautious, but I didn't expect that what I feared most would come true. Keane shook his head. The expression on his face gradually began to become solemn, and the sensation at the broken leg seemed to be slowly recovering, and a sharp pain was coming to his heart with a wave of paralysis.
"Don't say it, what you need now is treatment!" Clanney interjected irritably.
"No, what I need right now is not therapy. What if I healed this leg? The world has changed, and even if I'm healthy, I'm just a mortal, and it doesn't mean anything if everyone on the Scarecrows team is like me. Beads of sweat still appeared on Keane's forehead, and the sharp pain had begun.
The world has changed!
This is the second time Keane has repeated it, and this is not just Keane alone, many people have gradually experienced this impact, but elites like Keane have experienced it more profoundly, because they are the group that has been most affected by the ability.
Keane, for example, although he is only a high school student, he already has the ability to be a professional footballer, and he is already the strongest representative of the strength, speed, reaction and skill that a mortal can achieve in a sport. Because of this, they will be the first to be impacted by the powerful, and it is they who are most threatened by the powerful, because with the advent of the powerful, they will no longer represent the peak of human movement!
Some people are even laughing about whether the Summer Olympics to be held in Lingdun this year will be suspended, because even those world records that have been held for decades are extremely ridiculous in the eyes of those who can do it.
"Actually, my dream was long before the game, even if I led the team to victory? Keane gritted his teeth as he said this, the sharp pain approaching the limit of his patience.
Fortunately, the team doctor quickly treated Keane urgently, and the local anesthesia on his leg kept the young man's consciousness awake.
"I have a request. Keane said suddenly.
"You say. Barack got up and followed the stretcher.
"Let's play, be a returning hero, and watch my idol become a hero of the country, it's my pride. Keane said forcefully.
Barack didn't promise, he watched Keane being lifted aside, and repeated in a low voice, "Hero, a hero who performs according to the script?"
Without turning his head to look at Barack, who was lost in thought, Keane said to Clany, who was silent, "I thought you would abandon me. ā
"What did you say?" Clane's face changed, and Keane's words stung her.
"Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Keane said sincerely: "You know that I am learning everything about him, his strength, his intelligence, his captain's temperament, and even his girlfriend is my dream." I know in your eyes I'm just a replacement for him, or just a replacement for the captain of the Scarecrows, you don't need Barack or Keane, you need the captain of the Scarecrows, but even so, I thank you because you rushed into the pitch for me. ā
Suddenly, Clarney's eyes turned red.
"Keane has been lifted off the field! Let's take a look at slow motion, God!" Although Cox knew that someone would leave the field, only in this way could he show the importance and key of Barack, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, let alone so miserable.
"He's so pathetic. Cox couldn't help but sigh.
"He's really pitiful. At this moment, a young man suddenly appeared beside Gao Shuai, and said in a pure language.
It is not strange for someone to say that the language is spoken in the country of Yi, but it is very strange that the language spoken by this person is handsome and understandable. Although Gao Shuai has watched the animation of this book a lot, he still doesn't know anything about the language except for a few specific words.
There are many ways to distinguish the possessor of supernatural powers, such as the sign of the forehead, such as the ability of superhuman beings, and there is another way of distinguishing between supernatural power holders, that is, communication, no matter what language the other party speaks, the communication between supernatural power holders is unhindered.
So Gao Shuai understands what the other party is saying, and there is only one explanation.
Possessor of supernatural powers!
The communication between the owners of supernatural powers transcends the language barrier, which has been verified countless times, and there is no doubt about it, but the problem is that Gao Shuai did not feel the prototype of the other party's supernatural powers, even if the young man had already come to his side, and he was not half a meter away from him!
The reason why Gao Shuai has the confidence to go deep into the country to carry out the mission is that his Chrysostom is the nemesis of almost all supernatural power holders, as long as the level does not exceed Gao Shuai, Gao Shuai can control the life and death of the opponent in his own hands.
But this has a premise, that is, Gao Shuai must be able to perceive the prototype of the other party's supernatural powers.
A sense of crisis instantly surged into Gao Shuai's heart!