The sand and gravel stirred up by the exaggerated strong wind made me have to raise my hand to cover my eyes, Rao had already been mentally prepared, and I was still stunned by the magnitude of the movement of football in another world, and the dust raised by the human paladin and the elven goalkeeper in the field was enough to affect me from far away.

It's more of a battle of abilities than football.

After the dust stopped, the situation in the football field also became clearer, although the elf goalkeeper relied on an inexplicable spell to block the paladin's shot, but at this time his appearance did not look good, not only was he short of breath, but one of his feet was even more kneeling down, obviously consuming too much magic power to cause the whole person to collapse a little.

After a few seconds of breathing, the elf goalkeeper slammed his fist to the ground, holding the soccer ball blocked by the huge wooden hand in his arms, and exchanged offense and defense.

If I had been watching this inexplicable soccer game as a spectator, then the rest of the situation would have been unrelated to it, for no other reason, because a brown man in a white jersey had blatantly attacked the RED team after the elf goalkeeper threw the ball.

In terms of appearance, this brown man is not particularly strong, and his body is even worse than the Paladin striker of the red team, but no one will underestimate this white team player, because this guy is so handsome!

Is there a connection between looks and football skills?

The answer is obviously no, but the biggest advantage of a handsome guy is that he can arouse the emotions of the audience outside the court, and his movements when moving with the ball are even more slowed down.

Dribbling the ball, shaking the brown coolly, sweat on the forehead like a drizzle, turning and dodging the opponent's sliding tackle, running forward like a breeze over the earth, lifting the ball on tiptoe, spreading your arms as if gliding over the enemy's encirclement......

Damn, isn't this guy Lucario in disguise?!

The guy with the protagonist's aura is different, just the action of moving with the ball has to spend almost a hundred words to describe, and at this time he hasn't even expressed a single line.

Guys, use B tactics! Running towards the opponent's goal with his teammates, Lucario even had time to gesture to his teammates, thanks to his words, the frame that had been filming Lucario was finally transferred, although the main picture was still Lucario himself, but his teammates who attacked with him finally entered the camera.

At Lucario's command, the three of them, including him, suddenly changed their original straight-line attack mode of action, like stuntmen in a circus, the three of them constantly jumped into the air in various positions, or rolled sideways or clasped their feet twice, only to see them constantly exchanging positions and dribbling personnel in the air, and for a moment the red team did not know how to defend this air formation with multiple variations.

See.

That's ours.

Triangle Offensive Tactics!

Due to the unwritten rule that shouting must be the responsibility of the dribbler, Lucario and the other two players had to be truncated into thirds to take turns saying because they were constantly exchanging positions, no, Lucario held the ball twice of the three passes in which he said this, so one of the players in white actually did not speak.

The juggling aerial formation continued to break through the RED team's defense, and when a defender rushed forward with a hard head, he realized that he had been crossed, and muttered in disbelief: How is it possible, I can't see through their movement pattern......

Listening to the other party's brainless words, I really can't wait to rush into the field and slap him, people don't say it's a triangle attack!

As I complained, Lucario shot through the RED team's goal, and the referee's whistle blew to determine the goal valid.

After high-fives with his team-mates, Lucario grinned and ran back to midfield with his hands raised, receiving a large number of female cheers and screams along the way.

Emotionally, I really want to just pretend that I didn't see this guy and leave directly, but reason tells me that I haven't seen this fashion, and so on and I have to go to the center again, so it's better to just touch my nose and come forward to recognize him.

Speaking of which, I almost forgot that Diana was also missing, which meant that even if Lucario was recovered here, he would still have to go to the lost center......

The referee asked for a change of players.

While I was moving my head, the captain of the red team on the pitch asked the referee for a swap: we were going to bring in a temporary substitute.

I don't care about the people who are outside the field, change it, you group of scumbags can't resist Lucario's protagonist halo even if you change people ten times, you see that the crowd of onlookers is almost all supporting the white team at this time.

Maybe the red team is slightly better in terms of tactical composition, but if you look at the sales direction, on one side is all the muscles ** and thin dead faces, and on the other side there are various combinations, from rough and handsome orcs to handsome elf little white faces, not to mention Lucario with the halo of the protagonist, I'm afraid that with the navel I know which side to choose to support when watching the excitement.

After all, I couldn't hold back this football game full of slots, and if the football stadium has a state effect, all the members of the game will have a great increase in enthusiasm, but on the contrary, their IQ will also decline.

Grabbing Beatrice and pouring out her long-standing complaints, the RED team also completed the player transition, and a centaur girl wearing a red team jersey stepped out of the lounge after the referee waved the flag.

The red team swapped players, and the number 13 substitute Diana replaced the number 7.

I choked on my own saliva and coughed violently, what was this unfolding, and all the lost people ran to the football field to play football.

Xu Mo took care of his body. Beatrice, who was beside me, reached out and patted me on the back, and handed over the small flower handkerchief she was carrying: it would be unsightly to wipe my mouth with this.

Oh, thank you. Relieved of my breath, I took the handkerchief and wiped it twice before throwing it back to Beatrice, since Lucario and Diana were all on the field, then this football game was bound to be watched, but fortunately there was not much time left before the end of the game, otherwise I would have to complain until the fire rose.

Beatrice's immature face smiled at me, revealing two small dimples, and then carefully folded the handkerchief and put it away.

The other side is on the battlefield...... I mean, Diana on the soccer field noticed me and waved at me, but she didn't seem to be able to lean over and talk to me because of the game.

In response, I subconsciously wanted to throw a flying kiss at her, but then it occurred to me that Diana would probably not have to compete anymore, so I had to use a victory gesture instead.

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