In recent years, the University of Tokyo has been making more and more efforts to improve culture and sports, and now the mainstream of competition between schools is sports and culture, in addition to academics.

So today's school sports football match, the executive vice president in charge of culture and sports came to watch the game, which is not unexpected in the eyes of many people.

The school team, which is about to compete with the football team formed by the martial arts club, itself has foreign aid from international students, and its strength among the universities in the East China Sea is also first-class.

What kind of Tokai University Football League, they're participating in.

In this school sports football match, they played purely as a warm-up game.

It's just that since Nalan Yide took charge of the sports department, there have been more or less unpleasant rumors about the school teams in various sports under the jurisdiction of the sports department.

After all, it is a powerful young man who is here, and it remains to be verified whether the school team has changed its quality.

Zhao Junhao followed Zeng Gao's pace to the players' rest area, where more than a dozen players were making final preparations.

There are few people in the martial arts club, and it is not easy to make up so many players.

"President Zeng, you pointed out a few people who are powerful in the school team opposite, I want to pay attention to them. Zhao Junhao looked at the players' rest area next door, and felt a little wrong in his heart.

"I still know some of the great people in our varsity football team, but some of the people who came today are some of them that I haven't seen before, maybe the players of the second team. Zeng Gao observed for a while, then shook his head and said.

"That's right, there's no need to fight us on the main force. ”

"Has Nalan Yide ever touched a football team?" Zhao Junhao also wanted to confirm whether the football team opposite was in Nalan Yide's shadow.

'Some guys from the sports department were in the stands, I think touched, so we wanted to win this game. Zeng Gao's eyes turned to the stands, where many people from the sports department were giggling and taking pictures.

Looking at that look, it seems that they want to see how their school team tyrannizes the martial arts club that has had a holiday with them.

Zhao Junhao didn't want to see such a plot happen, so he naturally hoped that the brothers in the martial arts club would be a little stronger.

The referee came out, and the players were all neatly equipped and stepped onto the field.

After a simple ceremony, the game began.

What many people didn't expect was that the gap between the players on both sides was a bit surprisingly large.

This gap can be seen from the kick-off.

The rapid speed of the varsity players and the simple and rough passing made the players of the martial arts club embarrassed, and several one-on-one defenses were even eaten raw by the varsity players, and they had to reach out to stop the ferocious attack.

It stands to reason that Zeng Gao's self-confidence before the game should not be a big deal.

The physical condition of the players in the martial arts club is better than normal, and their ball skills are okay, so they should not be abused into this embarrassment as soon as they start.

The more Zhao Junhao looked at it, the more dignified he became.

He suddenly found that some of the school team players who had never seen it pointed out by Zeng Gao had reached the point of unreasonableness in their dribbling speed.

And the way is very rough and simple, it's a trip!

After a wide range of balls, he eats the players of the Wushu Club directly with his speed, and then completes a cross on the side or shoots directly through the middle.

If it weren't for the favor of the door frame, the door of the martial arts club might have been shot into a thousand holes.

"Something is wrong...... "Zhao Junhao muttered.

is such a rough way of kicking the ball raw, but it makes Zhao Junhao suspicious.

Wouldn't they be subtle in the foot-passing?

The gaze turned to a varsity player that Zeng Gao also mentioned, it was a student from Africa.

The school team started the game, and although he started now, he was a striker, but he actually stood in the position of central defender.

The African brother had a calm expression on his face, and walked leisurely in place, as if he was watching the performance in the front court.

"Brother Hao, aren't those people in the front court a little strange? Hu Fatzi leaned over.

Zhao Junhao suddenly thought of a possible possibility.

Just when Zeng Gao, who was tall, rushed at full speed to the school player holding the ball, but he was knocked to the ground, Zhao Junhao finally decided.

Those so-called unseen varsity players are all martial artists!

The players of the martial arts club, how could they possibly play them!

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