Chapter 1244: Rest in the Silent Night (21)

At the same time (?), Egypt, the dark arena under the Grand Casino in Cairo.

The game is still going on, and [Sandstorm Sphinx] is trailing [Guinea Giants] with a score of 27:35.

They were eight points away from tying and there were only fifteen minutes left before the end of the game. In other words, the Sphynx team had to complete the attack-defend-attack three rounds within these fifteen minutes, with an average of five minutes per round. The time is so tight that it's desperate!

To make matters worse, since the Sphinx team is currently snatching the ball back from the opponent's hands, they have to restart the ball where it was grabbed. Their position was forced back thirty yards, a full ninety yards from the enemy's baseline! It was obviously unrealistic to ask Albert to sprint with the ball and run the ninety yards in one go. (American football field is one hundred and twenty yards long)" There is no way. During the combat meeting, the tiger man Shiloma slapped Albert's helmet hard: "From now on, we will use a mixture of long passes and sprints. "Long pass?" Albert asked, puzzled.

"That's the catcher's job, it's none of your business. The cat man on the side, Mut, straightened his slightly crooked helmet and said in a cold tone.

"Oh. The tiger replied perfunctorily, glancing at the cat.

Mutter had just used all his power to catch the ball and save the team from the brink of defeat. However, this did so with a bad side effect - he was covered in bruises. His elbows and knees were particularly badly wounded, and there was a faint red of blood oozing between his hair.

Wait a minute. Why does Meow's elbow hurt? This important part of Meow shouldn't have armor to protect Meow?!

It turned out that Mutter, a terrible guy, removed the elbow and knee guards before the start of the second half, in order to make himself run faster and move more conveniently! Dark American football does not seem to absolutely stipulate that players must wear full protective gear to play, even if they don't wear any meows, it is okay. But in the midst of such intense reloading and almost frantic fighting, going on without armor is tantamount to killing yourself. Is it really no problem for Mutter to do this?

"In addition to kicking the ball away and sprinting with the ball, American football can also use passing. Seeing the confused look on the Tiger Youth's face, Captain Shiloma explained to Albert: "It doesn't matter how far the ball is passed, as long as the catcher catches the ball in time, it will be considered a successful advancement." "I see," Albert nodded his head, "With this convenient way of playing, why didn't Meow use it earlier!" "Are you an idiot?" Mutter suddenly grabbed the white: "Our opponent is the Giants." Even the kick just now was blocked by the giants, how can you say that a mere long pass can be a success?" "Uh, but-" Tiger was suddenly confused by this strange logic: "Then you still say you want to make a long pass?" "So, you have to mix long passes and sprints. Shiloma smiled sinisterly, "Listen, little tiger! When the ball kicks off later, the center's Gusta will drop the ball to the quarterback, which is me." Then you rush to me as you normally would, ready to catch the ball. Albert nodded.

"Then, I might give you the ball, or I might pass it. But you, whether you get the ball or not, pretend to be holding the ball and lunge with all your might!" "Use me as bait?" "Long passes take a lot of time because I have to wait for Mutter to finish the run. Shiloma glanced at the cat man: "So, dead cat, you run as hard as you can as soon as the ball kicks off, and it doesn't matter if you are noticed by the giants, in short, run!" "Oh oh!" the cat man shouted with great momentum.

"So-" Shiloma also took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "Gather the energy and kill all the opponents!!" "Kill them all!!" The whole team was boiling.

Kick-off! Shiloma took the ball from the center and immediately swung half of his body back to make a pass to Albert. Without even thinking about it, the tiger rushed towards the captain, ready to catch the ball! At the same time, the cat-man Mut on the side of the line also ran wildly and dived into the depths of the giants' position!

"Long pass?" the Giants' quarterback frowned.

No. It can't be a long pass. The Sphinx's dwarfs suffered in the first half because of many failed long passes, and they can't have the courage to pass long balls anymore!

"Stop that tiger!" Albert had just broken through the Giants' human wall and was immediately guarded by two guards!

The tiger smiled evilly, and suddenly opened his mind before being blocked. He didn't have the ball in his hands at all!

"What?!" the Giants' quarterback realized that something was wrong, and in a blink of an eye, Shiloma had raised his arms and made a long pass!

"Go after that cat!"

Pound! Mutter, who ran twenty yards away, was stopped by the Giants' defenders in time and fell! The Giants' offensive defense jumped higher and was about to intercept the ball thrown by Shiloma in mid-air!!

However, there was no ball in mid-air!

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!—" The tiger man Hiloma burst into a wicked laugh and rushed out by herself!

"What?!--no!!" The Giants' offensive defense suddenly jumped up and intercepted the ball, which brought instability in the center, and the Sphinx's offensive and defensive lines seized the opportunity and exerted their strength at the same time, pushing the giants down like a decadent tile!

"The Sphinx go fifteen yards forward to secure the first attack!" shouted the referee as Shiloma was actually intercepted.

"I actually used me and Mutter as bait at the same time, and ran with the ball by himself" Albert, who had run a distance, saw Xilomar's Qice and couldn't help but praise from the bottom of his heart: "What a cunning guy!" He walked over again to check the state of the cat man Mutt. Mutter was completely knocked over by the giants, and it seemed to be in pain.

"Are you okay?" "Hmph, don't be nosy!" The cat man got up as if nothing was going on, and wiped the blood on his elbow: "You have time to control me, it's better to stand in a good position and waste precious game time!" Albert pouted and wanted to curse, but he still held back. Now the game matters.

"I'd like to say it's good now, but it's not. During the battle meeting, Shiloma suddenly said, "The Giants guys have been forced to hurry, and they will probably start to use dirty methods, right?" "Dirty methods?!" Albert muttered: "What are you doing dirty methods?"

"You'll understand right away. The captain sneered sinisterly.

Kick-off! Shiloma covered it again with her whole body after the ball. This time, with a deft and subtle short pass, he had already unwittingly handed the ball to Albert. After receiving the ball, the tiger immediately sprints, and holds the ball tightly with both hands, so that the opponent does not see it.

"Ahh

It was also a three-pronged continuous attack, Shiloma waved his hand suddenly while pretending to be a long pass, and at the same time he also made a sprint with the ball and ran outside.

"It's a long pass! Don't be fooled!!" The giants saw Albert's imposing ball rush, and then saw Shiloma's extremely fast pass, and the tigerman passed the ball and ran unnaturally fast, so they concluded that it was a long pass to the cat man Mutt.

The three defenders rushed to chase the receiver, and because of the height difference, Mutter was quickly overtaken!

"Destroy him!" the giants pounced at the same time, six huge thick arms slapping off one by one, vowing to fly Mutter along with the ball he had received!!

"Woo!!-" The cat man was knocked out dozens of yards and hit the ground with a bang!

"Oh no! it's the white tiger!" the enemy quarterback ordered again. The giants came to their senses and began to chase Albert!

But Albert had already run a long way and easily passed through the defenses of several defenders, leaving only one opponent in front of him!

Albert confidently accelerated his dash, intending to overrun the hulking giant!

There was some invisible force that stopped Albert's charge! He was overwhelmed by this invisible force, and he immediately fell to the ground!

"The Sphinx advance twenty-five yards to secure the first attack!" the referee blew the whistle and announced.

"What?!" Albert still thought it was strange as he got up. His opponent hadn't even touched him, so what did he do to bring the tiger down? Could it be that a strong wind blew him down? Unbelievable!!

"And sure enough, it came. Shiloma pulled Alberta and muttered.

"What the hell was going on with that? Magic? Meow is okay with this?" "No, it's definitely not magic. Shiloma flicked her finger with her magic bracelet: "This is something prepared by the Dark American Football Association himself, and every player who plays must wear it, and it is theoretically impossible to fake." "But!" Gusta, the tiger man in the center, also came up and said, "The opponent is probably using some means other than magic, such as installing some kind of mechanism in the hand armor." "Isn't this cheating?" Albert was indignant.

"Hmph. Shiloma grinned: "No matter how despicable, as long as the trick is not exposed, it is not cheating." You're playing dark American football, you know?" "But!" Albert was so angry that his face turned red, "No! I have to protest to the referee!" "Forget it, it's useless." The referee couldn't have checked for a problem with the giants right away. The captain of the tiger man snorted, "Give me all my seats, it's time to kick off!--no matter how the opponent cheats, we must win this game with dignity and live up to the name of the Sphinx Daddy!!!"Kill them all!!"Oh-oh-oh-oh!-Kill them all!!" The players shouted in unison.