"I'm sorry, Carl, but your seniors seem to be a little disappointed in me."

Ke Yuan sat on the field with his legs crossed. He jumped up and down for a while just now, and he must be tired and paralyzed according to normal people, but he was fine, but he still felt tired. He thought that the performance just now was really bad, so he suddenly restrained a lot and stopped talking.

At the end of the day, he's a complete amateur among amateurs, not a professional after all. Sophie is also a person who has been the president of Ex-ball, so he will never lose to him as a rookie.

However, Carl was still cheering him on: "It's okay, I'm not skilled at the beginning." I think Xiao Ke, you thief has potential! ”

When Carl said this, Ke Yuan felt even more guilty. Obviously, what kind of Ex-ball team his roommate formed and what MEC competition he participated in didn't have much to do with him, and he was also soaked by all kinds of coercion and temptation, so if he really didn't choose, it didn't hurt at all.

But Ke Yuan always felt a little unwilling.

Carl can pull himself over, and he must also be sure of his own ability. In fact, Ke originally thought so, but now he realized that the official Ex-ball competition was not at the same level as the competition that his classmates had played in private, and this kind of unfamiliar field made him feel a little afraid in his heart.

However, it was he himself who swore to help his brother before, and if he wanted to give up now, not only his face would be unreasonable, but his brother's face would also be unreasonable.

The promise he made to his good brother must be fulfilled.

You've got to do something, right? You can't just go back like that, can you?

"Ke, get up," Carl called the ball out again, "I'll try you again." If the seniors were watching from the sidelines, they might have a different opinion. ”

Sophie herself is also entangled, Ke Yuan's dish she sees in her eyes, but this kind of dish is not something that can't be made up by practice, it's just that the MEC schedule is very tight, and the opponents are varied, and none of them can be taken lightly to let a rookie practice, let alone the unique and important position of the goalkeeper. On the other hand, tonight, the audition registration is closed, and the goalkeeper is the most difficult position to find, and it is almost impossible for them to find a better goalkeeper. But in this way, it always feels irresponsible to the team and Ke Yuan himself.

So, she acquiesced to Carl's offer and retreated to the sidelines.

"Come on!" Karl stood on the free-throw line and waved at Ke Yuan.

Karl is a player with his feet, and this distance is also where he can exert his most power with his feet.

Ke Yuan slapped his face, and a carp stood up again.

"Come on!"

Ke Yuan's thumb scraped on his nose.

One goal, two goals, three goals.

There's never anything fancy about Karl's footwork, and he condenses all his strength into his right foot, struggling to shoot ball after ball. His feet are not as strong as Andrea's, and his angles are not as tricky as hers, but he has a brute force, and he is not inferior in threat.

This kind of ball, although it is too straightforward, does not have the kind of stunt of going around a few corners in the air, but the ball speed is very fast, the strength is very strong, it is very difficult to react, and it is very painful to hit the body. Without a safety system, the receiver will inevitably be left with bruises. If the reaction is slow, you will hit your face head-on, the bridge of your nose will be crooked, and it will inevitably lead to nosebleeds.

Sophie was slightly startled, she didn't expect Carl to be so hard and merciless.

She thinks that she can't kick this kind of ball herself, and she can't catch it, even an average professional goalkeeper will have a hard time catching it.

One goal, two goals, three goals.

Ke Yuan ran back and forth, and without missing a beat, he swung his fists and struck them back, and the powerful balls suddenly became like cotton when they passed through his fists.

This is all because the power of Ke Yuan's fist cancels out the power of the ball.

Sophie seemed to have discovered something.

"How? Not bad! Ke Yuan came alive again.

"Yes, it's okay." Sophie didn't contradict him, obviously it was just three reckless balls, but she continued, "If you can make the next ball, I will completely agree with your strength." ”

After stopping this, Ke Yuan became excited: "Come on, come on." ”

Sophie didn't panic, ran to the sidelines, found a pair of torn goalkeeper gloves from her school bag, and threw them to Ke Yuan. She didn't want to take out such a torn glove, but in the next link, this is necessary.

"Take it, though it may be a little small."

Ke Yuan shook the gloves like a child's clapping board. "That's not necessary, right? Isn't it just one goal? ”

However, Sophie's attitude was very resolute: "Take it! ”

Ke Yuan had no choice but to do so. It's really strange that after receiving so many balls in front of him, no one told him to wear gloves, and now it's the last ball, but he was ordered to wear gloves. This glove is really a little small, and it's very uncomfortable to hold on the tips of your fingers, but it's barely enough to wear, and the owner should be a girl.

He clearly didn't know what he was up against.

Sophie turned her head and instructed Karl: "The last ball, it's still yours." Shoot the ball with the 'Whirlwind'. ”

Carl clearly didn't believe what Sophie was saying, and his whole head was stretched forward, his eyes widened as he spread his hands, and his forehead lines were squeezed out of his forehead.

"That's not necessary......" he hesitated visibly.

"Oops, there's a security system anyway, you're worried about. Just do it and you're done! ”

"Uh-oh."

Karl hesitated for a moment, then finally kicked the ball on the ground.

The surrounding force field changed violently. If the construction of the ordinary force field of the Ex-ball stadium is an imitation of reality, then the change of stance that is taking place now is an existence that transcends nature.

The moment Carl's foot touched the ball, the surrounding air began to violently disturb the ball at Carl's feet, injecting huge energy into it, and when the energy converged to the peak, Carl pulled out his foot and volleyed the ball! The ball roared towards the middle of the goal, and a huge whirlwind enveloped the ball, and everywhere it went, obstacles were blown by the wind! It's not a mistake in the angle of the shot, the goal itself exists for this kind of domineering power that tears everything apart!

It's a real nirvana!

Company X has several preset special moves in Ex-ball's database, and "Whirlwind Shot" is one of them. They have opened up the rights and source code of these nirvanas to the public as a sample template for writing and executing nirvana programs, which is the enlightenment of the nirvana system for all those who have a deep understanding of Ex-ball.

These preset special moves are very simple and simple, and if you are a skilled worker, you can write them in five minutes, so they are not as powerful as most self-created special moves. But they have a common advantage, that is, low memory usage, fast running and low consumption, short back and forth, and almost no cooldown, so in the top competitions, these preset special skills will also be used to connect, and even some high-level special skills are modified and spliced with this preset special skill.

The force field of the Ex-ball has been corrected from the real force field, and even ordinary shots can far exceed the power of the real world. But the reason why the special move is called a special move is because it has a qualitative difference between it and these enhanced versions of the general fire, which has reached a height beyond nature, and even violates the principles of physics, which cannot be done by ordinary operations without background programs.

Under normal circumstances, in the absence of strength to crush, the special move is the existence of the crushing level for the non-special skill.

With Ke Yuan's knowledge of the rookie level of Ex-ball, it is impossible for him to use the corresponding preset goalkeeper to kill. In other words, what Ke Yuan wants to face is to take such a human natural level with his bare hands, and it is almost impossible to shoot the ball next!

What a wind!

Even before the ball arrived, Ke Yuan could already feel the extraordinary power, which almost overwhelmed him, and Ke Yuan felt it again, he, an eight-foot man, was so small at this time.

The wind hit his face, rattling in his ears and blowing his hair back to his head. He could barely open his eyes and almost unsteady on his feet, as the invisible force pushed him backwards, a warning from the security system of how dangerous it would be to insist on facing the ball head-on.

But he turned his ankles, sank his weight, tied his horse, and stood firm.

He wanted the next one.

He jerked his arms together and pushed straight forward, palms against palms, forming a giant pincer that locked the incoming ball into his palms.

However, the ball did not stop because of this, and this little obstacle did not help it at all, and it spun tenaciously, swirling the vortex wind, trying to break Ke Yuan's restraints hard.

In an instant, the ball was almost out of his hand, and Ke Yuan quickly strengthened the strength of his hand.

The joints of his wrists, elbows, and shoulders shook violently and ached, protesting at Ke Yuan's seemingly futile resistance. The security system worked in an attempt to alleviate Ke Yuan's injuries all over his body, but for the sake of fairness, the security system would not alleviate the pain perceived by the players, and all the pain that the players should have suffered from was transmitted into their brains without leaking.

"Don't be too forced!" Carl screamed, still worried about his roommate's safety. Despite the safety system in place, the number of injuries caused by inadequate actions has only increased over the years.

Maybe the wind was too strong, Ke Yuan didn't seem to hear Carl's shout, and still stubbornly fought with the ball.

The power of the ball was still too huge, Ke Yuan's arm finally bent irrepressibly, and the ball moved forward little by little, from an arm's distance from Ke Yuan to almost clinging to Ke Yuan's chest, and finally to being helplessly stuck in his waist.

Ke Yuan couldn't stand up a steady horse step seriously, his feet kept slipping, the whole person was pushed backwards by the ball, the horse step turned into a lunge, and the upright upper body also leaned sideways, all in order to block this domineering ball.

This posture is almost the limit.

But how can you put this ball in?

He remembered that when he was climbing rocks, there was an abyss under his feet, there was no support behind him, and the whirring mountain wind constantly whipped his nerves. He could only rely on his hands to hold on to the protruding bare rock. Even though there is a safety rope hanging, the process is still thrilling and arduous. The endless mountain walls consumed his physical strength, his arms began to go numb, his fingers began to stiffen, and some people in the team began to retreat. But even so, he still insisted on sprinting towards the top.

Just the previous summer, he finally led the members of the climbing club to conquer the Idamaka Peak in District 13, which was intimidating to all explorers, and planted the school flag of the Heavenly Selection School on the top of the mountain, which was once on the news page. This is also the reason why the previous president wanted to pass on the position to him.

When they reached the top of the mountain, the members hugged each other tightly, roared indulgently at the empty valley, and burned a small hot pot in the icy mountain wind, and laughter seemed to be heard at the foot of the mountain. Everyone rejoiced in the fruits of this success, and the difficulties they had encountered before were as if they had never existed.

Ex-ball, like rock climbing, is a sport that pushes the limits. At the end of the day, difficulties are just a hill in front of us.

Isn't the gale from the deep valley the same as the whirlwind on the ball?

There is no mountain in this world that he Ke Yuan can't climb!

Ke Yuan roared angrily, leaned forward, and with the help of the friction between his feet and the ground, he bet all the strength of his entire body on the ball. He struggled to put his palms together to exert more friction on the ball. Not only that, but his wrist also exerts force in the opposite direction of the ball's rotation, trying to counteract the force of the ball as much as possible.

When the palm of his hand just caught the ball, the ball rubbed against the glove, and even Ke Yuan's palm that was protected in the glove could feel the hot friction pain, let alone catch the ball with his bare hands. However, the longer you persist, the less painful it becomes, and you should have become numb.

The ball was finally stopped abruptly, when Ke Yuan's heel almost slid into the goal line.

The ball fell from his hand. At this moment, Ke Yuan directly fell to his knees. He stretched out his two hands, and watched as the part of the glove's palm that was rubbed hot was even a little charred, and wisps of green smoke rose from the glove.

He stopped.

That's when he realized this fact.

Carl rushed straight over, hugged him, put his arms around his shoulders and yelled, as if he was even more excited than the person concerned.

"OMG! You're really next! That's great! Big brother! ”

Sophie on the other side also nodded slightly.

This is a result that she is happy about.

Carl really didn't see the wrong person, Ke Yuan did give her a big surprise. Professional Ex-ball goalkeepers are not 100% guaranteed, and they can take whirlwind shots empty-handed, without relying on special moves. However, this "rookie" called Ke Yuan did it.

He may have an unexpectedly impressive talent when it comes to receiving power shots. If you train them, you will definitely become a good goalkeeper in your own right.

In this way, the team will have a good companion again.

"Welcome to Team Excalibre!" Carl and Sophie said in unison.