Chapter 881: Immortal Fight! (Medium)

"Commander Pang, catch the ball~!"

Just do it, twenty-two martial arts masters, including Li Er, opened a battle of the century on the playground of Yanhuang Academy, Cheng Chumo's side grabbed the right to kick off, and Wei Chi Baolin was in charge of kicking off, this thing was afraid that others would not know who he was going to pass the football to, so he yelled.

Then, then the football did not roll to Pang Feiji on the side of Yu Chi Baolin, but directly hit the opponent's goal~!

"Boom~!"

The audience was in an uproar, including Pang Feiji, everyone was caught off guard by Yu Chi Baolin's very unconventional kickoff, and the football that had already flown out didn't matter what the players thought, how much force Yu Chi Baolin had just exerted on it, how fast it flew out~! I saw that the football that Yu Chi Baolin kicked out with all his strength was not much slower than the ball that Li Er had just kicked in terms of speed, and he was close to the goal in a blink of an eye!

It is said that although Wei Chi Baolin is slower in reacting, his strength is really great, if there is a high-speed camera next to it, you can see that the moment the football is kicked out, it has been flattened by one-fifth, which shows what a terrifying kick this is!

And the attention of the opposing player's players is still on Pang Feiji at this time, no one would have thought that Yu Chi Baolin, a stupid big man, would actually play the trick of "striking the east and attacking the west", so no one stopped this ball at the first time~!

The goalkeeper on Li Er's side is Mo Zhong, this thing was still depressed by Li Er's words, he didn't expect that the other party would threaten his goal so quickly, he hurriedly sank into the dantian and pounced on this menacing goal~!

"Bang~!"

To figure it out, what they are playing now is kung fu football, and the ball that Yu Chi Baolin kicked with all his strength can be blocked by Mo Zhong, who flew in a hurry~?

I saw the football enter Mo Zhong's arms and make a loud "bang", and then Mo Zhong's face became the color of pig liver, and his body involuntarily retreated!

"Huh~!"

The huge force carried by the football carried Mo Zhong glided on the grass for a distance, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, Mo Zhong actually slid back into the goal with the football in his arms!

"In, in~!"

Yu Chi Baolin was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly.

When he just kicked off, he suddenly remembered that Li Zexuan had said last time when he told them the rules of football that the kick-off ball could be scored directly by shooting, so he had an idea and thought of such a bad move, but he didn't expect it to work!

"Damn~! Pauling, yes, you! Awesome! We just scored at the beginning~! ”

Cheng Chumo rushed over, jumped directly on Yu Chi Baolin's back, and slapped the latter's head, and said in ecstasy.

The other team members followed suit, and ran over to hug these two living treasures and chanted indulgently.

"Oh~! Oh, my God! That's the goal~? ”

"It's... What kind of play is this~? ”

"Does this ball count~?"

Di Zhixon shook his head and said to the students around him: "Of course, forget it, the football has already passed the line!" ”

The students on the sidelines were stunned for a while, they couldn't believe their eyes, and of course some people questioned the ball.

At this moment, Mo Zhong got up from the ground and shouted at Wei Chi Baolin: "No, this doesn't count, I just blocked your ball, how can it be counted as your goal?" ”

The cheers gradually stopped, and Cheng Chumo stood up from the crowd and retorted: "Why don't you count it?" According to the rules set by the mountain chief, as long as the football crosses the goal frame line, it will be considered a goal, and what can you do even if you hold the football~? ”

"Chu Mo is right! The football has scored the goal, how can it be said that it doesn't count~? This is the rule set by the mountain chief! ”

Pang Feiji also ran out to help.

"Haha, kick-off, good ball, good ball~!"

At this moment, there was a loud laugh from outside the arena, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way.

"It's the mountain chief!"

"The mountain chief is here!"

"Now let's see what the mountain chief says!"

But it was Li Zexuan who heard that Li Er had come to the academy, so he came down from the office, and as soon as he arrived at the playground, he saw Yu Chi Baolin striking east and west, kicking off the goal!

This scene is a bit familiar, he saw it in the movie "Shaolin Football" in his previous life, in which Stephen Chow scored directly in the midfield, but it was Stephen Chow who picked up his teammates' kickoff in the midfield, and then scored with a strong arc shot, Yu Chi Baolin was even more ruthless, and shot directly at the goal, which caught people off guard!

"The minister has seen Your Majesty!"

In any case, Li Er is a king, and it is impossible for him, a courtier, not to salute when he sees it.

"No need to be polite! Li Zexuan, tell me, is this goal counted? ”

Li Er waved his hand and asked casually.

Li Zexuan raised his head and replied: "Of course, Your Majesty, as long as this goal goes into the goal, it will be considered a goal, no matter what way!" ”

Li Er didn't get angry, he nodded and said, "Okay, I know, the game continues!" Mo Zhong, if you don't look at the goal well, I will let Mr. Yan deduct your monthly salary this month! ”

Yan Silu is the Dean of Students of the College and the Chief Steward of the College, in charge of everyone's salaries.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Mo Zhong's face was bitter, and his heart was also bitter.

Li Zexuan smiled, walked to Pang Feiji and Cheng Chumo's side, and said: "Play well, let Your Majesty see the demeanor of the academy football team, if you win, each person will be rewarded with a football~!" ”

has just reached a foreign trade agreement with Zhenla and Bi, and Li Zexuan has temporarily found a source of rubber supply, so he has also become generous.

"I... No way~! Mountain chief, what you said is true~? ”

Cheng Chumo's eyes widened and he said incredulously.

"Of course it's true, ugly cow, come on~!"

This product was quick to talk for a while, and "come on" was said, and Cheng Chumo was a little confused when he heard it.

"Nest grass~! Mountain chief, don't bring such! Why do they get football if they win~? ”

Li Tai outside the court shouted that it was unfair, if he didn't know martial arts, the little fat man would definitely roll up his sleeves at this moment and say that he would come up and kick a game!

Li Zexuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned around and wanted to retreat to the sidelines.

"Master, why don't you come up and kick it?"

Iron Egg ran over and whispered.

Most of the martial arts on the field are higher than him, and he feels that he is a bit of a lag.

"No, you keep playing! Remember, even if it's kung fu football, you need to use your brain, and Pauling's goal just now is a living example~! ”

If he, the martial arts master, abused the other party miserably, Li Er would definitely give him small shoes to wear in the future, so he patted Tie Dan's shoulder, first refused, and then said seriously.

At the same time, he said this to Cheng Chumo and others. Because the force value of the players on this side is generally smaller than that of the opposite side.

"Yes, Master, I understand~!"

Tie Dan's eyes rolled and replied thoughtfully.

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(End of chapter)