Chapter 2215: Exploring the Trail of Sha Lan (53)

Being so close to the Black Hawks' baseline, Albert was just a few steps away from a touchdown, and of course continued to run.

A touchdown is bound to go to a touchdown, but what is he going to do after the touchdown? Do nothing and just watch himself being knocked apart by the artificial people behind him? No. The tiger man youth thought of a way to deal with it at that critical moment.

Albert sprinted to the bottom of the Germans' position and immediately threw the ball on the ground. Grab six points first!

Then, his own doppelganger appeared in front of him, ready to help Albert's main body padding his feet. Without thinking about it, the tiger man stepped on the shoulders of the doppelganger and leaped up, and at the moment when the doppelganger disappeared, the moment he jumped to the highest point, he grabbed it with both hands!

The androids behind him slammed into the ground beneath his feet, making an astonishing roar.

Albert, on the other hand, raised his arms and dangled himself from the crossbar of the Germanic Black Eagles' goal.

He glanced down at the four androids on the ground who had crashed into each other and shattered. These guys are really ruthless, knowing that they are androids with metal skeletons, and their bodies can be easily repaired if they are damaged, so they rush over and hit Albert desperately. These stinky and shameless guys all blatantly bumped into each other, trying to hurt the tiger youth, but Albert not only didn't get hurt, but also scored six points in a beautiful touchdown, wouldn't it make this group of androids and those who manipulated everything behind the Germanic Black Hawks half angry?

It's so pleasant to think about. Albert jumped off the goal.

Oh. It's not too rigorous to say that he's not injured at all. He just conjured up the clone to use as a stepping stone for his body, but he still didn't handle it well in a hurry, and he stepped on the shoulder of the doppelganger, which injured the clone. As a result, after the doppelganger was lifted, Albert's shoulder was also hurting, and it was estimated that there was already a bruise. Albert rubbed his shoulder. It's a blessing to be injured to this extent, at least not to be crushed by those four androids, isn't it?

"Stupid tiger. Mutter ran over to see the situation: "No injuries, won?"

"Didn't hurt much. Successful touchdown. Albert replied indifferently. The referee over there also blew the whistle to announce the score, and the Sphinx were leaving the Germanic Black Eagles with a score of 16-3. There are four minutes left in the game.

Albert didn't even feel the need to continue the game. Still, the Black Hawks won't stop there, and they'll definitely continue to do things. Those guys can lose the game, just to get Albert and the others injured and continue to play.

Boiled it again. Make sure there is no mess in the last four minutes, and the game is over. Next up was the Germanic Black Hawks' offensive round, and the Black Hawks didn't dare to mess too far with their own offensive rounds. And in the offensive round of the Black Hawks, the Sphinx can still rely on Mersa Hill to do things and disrupt the Black Hawks' plans. It seems that no matter what strategy the Black Hawks come up with, the Sphinx team can handle it easily.

But------

"What if they take the opportunity to get Mersahir injured at the expense of fouls?" Albert asked as he walked off the court with Mutter.

"That's okay too. Mersahill is not the right choice. The only game that can give full play to the effects of his kicking skills is today's game in the underground arena. Mutter replied disapprovingly.

Oh, of course. Albert thought about it and thought it should be like this. First of all, the Snow Leopard Mersahir was too focused on the ball and actually fouled for no reason, which caused the Sphinx team to fall into disadvantage. It is impossible for such a guy to play the right position, so he will be replaced under extremely special circumstances. And if he wants to play the ball as he is today, he will have to play it in a completely windless stadium, and apart from the underground arena in Cairo, it may be difficult to find a second such indoor windless stadium in Africa. Mersahiel's play looks reliable this time, and the next time there is a wind on the pitch, things will be different.

The Blackhawks have no reason or motivation to injure a second-team player who is unlikely to play in the next game.

"Meow, they're not aiming at Shiloma...... Albert was about to say something, but then he found that quarterback Shiloma had also stepped off the court and had no intention of participating in the team's defensive work. In his place was the captain of the Second Army, the werewolf Redlich took command of the battle.

"I see. As Redlich passed him, Albert looked at the werewolf's black blindfold and muttered, "It doesn't matter if Redlich is injured." ＂

"It doesn't matter. But when it comes to dodging my opponent's attacks, that guy's level is far above mine, and he won't get hurt so easily. Shilomar grinned, "If those androids really want to hurt Redlić, they'll have to work ten times harder than they do now." ＂

Is it that powerful. Albert thought to himself. He wasn't surprised, though. From the first sight of Redlić, he knew that the werewolf had practiced some fighting or self-defense. Because the guy walks surprisingly steadily, and controls his center of gravity quite skillfully. While solid footwork is also a requirement for a quarterback, Redlic's solidity is far beyond what a quarterback should be. A person with such a stable center of gravity will be able to easily dodge or unload the opponent's impact, no matter how ferocious the impact is.

So, indeed, if Redlich has the heart to defend, the opponent can't do much damage to Redlich at all. This round is still the Sphynx's defensive round, and Redlić does not need to risk running with the ball, and it is even less likely to be injured by the opponent's attack.

So...... There's really nothing to worry about, probably? Albert sat on the cold bench, a cold sweat breaking out from the corner of his forehead. Even if the Germanic Black Eagles wanted to do something, they couldn't make a name for themselves. In the final four minutes, the game should have ended peacefully......?

What is going on with this inexplicable uneasiness? Could it be that the Germanic Blackhawks are targeting anyone else besides Redlich?

But who are their targets?

Kickoff!------

Mersahill kicked the ball out of the way, and it flew far into the enemy line. It stands to reason that the Germanic Blackhawks should send an outfield receiver to receive the ball and start attacking as soon as they get the ball. However, the group of androids didn't seem to be interested in the kicked ball at all, and continued to pile it up------

Worst!

Albert suddenly understood something.

"Run, don't fight them!!!" he shouted.

But it was too late.

That's right, before the ball hit the ground, the entire team of the Germanic Blackhawks, every player, squeezed into the offensive line and pushed wildly!!

Their target isn't quarterback Redlich at all, it's not kicker Mersahill, they're targeting the Sphinx's offensive defense!

Or more accurately, their target is the center Gusta!!

Boom!!The offensive and defensive line of the crumbling Sphinx team collapsed in an instant under the total attack of all members of the opposing team! People pressed people, and artificial people also pressed people, and the scene was quite chaotic!

＂...... Gusta!" I guess even he didn't expect things to develop like this, and Captain Shiloma's face instantly turned dead gray!

"PAUSE!!" shouted Redlich on the field.

"It's going to be bad. Mutter narrowed his eyes and watched it all from afar. Under the intense pressure of the Germanic Black Eagles, in order to consolidate the slightly fragile offensive defense of the Sphinx team, they also specially added three Elephants foreign players. The three burly gray elephants sat on either side of the center Gusta, barely holding the offensive line ------ before all that happened. But no one would have imagined that the Germanic Black Eagles would come to this and gather the total strength of the whole team of artificial people to push down the offensive defense of the Sphinx. As a result, the offensive and defensive line supported by only a few of them was naturally broken by the group of androids with strange powers on the opposite side! And the destructive power of this collapsed offensive line can also be extremely amazing------ God knows if the fallen elephants will squash Mr. Gusta in the middle?!

"Well, it's out------" Mutt said, pointing to the chaotic crowd from afar.

Albert also looked intently into the past, trying to see what had happened.

It seems to have blood. I don't know who was hurt, and it looked like it was hurting quite badly.

"Sure enough...... Mr. Gusta!" exclaimed the cat-man boy.

That's right, it was none other than the Tiger Man Hangusta who was carried away on a stretcher by the medical staff. This is the worst possible outcome. Albert squinted and looked into the distance, as if he could faintly see blood all over Gusta's body. The arms and legs, I don't know which one, should be broken. It was probably crushed by the fallen elephants. Looks like he still has internal injuries. It should be said that it is strange to be overwhelmed like that without internal injury. Gusta was in the very center of the collapsing human wall, and it was very likely that he would be crushed by the elephant people next to him, or by the artificial people who rushed towards him. Whether it is friendly or enemy, it is a big deal, and it is a miracle that the tiger man can stand up to it!

"It's really good at playing, damn artificial people------" Quarterback Hiloma, who was watching all this quietly, with almost no change in expression on his face, revealed a huge killing intent that sent chills down his spine in his tone at the moment: "A good center like Gusta, it's not easy to find a replacement------"

He was angry, absolutely. Even though there was no angry look on his face, Captain Shiloma looked like a cold and hideous demon at this time.

"The game is over!Sand Storm Sphinx vs. Germanic Black Eagles, 17-3, Sand Storm Sphinx wins!" the referee loudly pronounced the decision, and the remaining minutes of the game were hastily closed.

As a result, no matter how much the Germanic Blackhawks struggled, they were never able to score half a point with a touchdown at the hands of the Sphinx. The only "income" was forcibly won by kicking.

The physical strength of the orcs is far worse than that of the artificial people, and normally no matter how hard they struggle, they should not win, and the score should be reversed. But this is not the case, and this game perfectly illustrates a truth: power is not everything, and if you have power but do not know how to use it, you will inevitably fail.

But the Sphinx's victory came at a cost: the Germanic Black Eagles managed to keep the Sphinx's centre-forward Gusta, and three other strikers in the attacking defence, seriously injured in a way that could affect the next game.