A ball is like a missile, rubbing in the air and making a sharp whistling, almost out of thin air, bringing out sparks, and unstoppably attacking the goal!

This ball, no matter how you look at it, looks like it will be knocked out directly when it is received from the front.

However, the goalkeeper in front of the goal shook slightly, as if he was tentative, and he suddenly saw through the trajectory of the ball and appeared directly in front of the ball. The ball collided with him and the goalkeeper locked the ball tightly with both arms, using the friction of his arms and chest to prevent the ball from moving forward.

The goalkeeper's physique is very strong, every inch of muscle is just right, and the outline is vaguely outlined by the sportswear.

He steadied his heels and used all his strength before the furious shot finally stopped spinning and was taken safely.

"Cohen, this shot is not bad, the power is good, but it is a little bit off."

The goalkeeper, named Nathaniel, said and threw the ball back.

The boy with a pigtail was obviously not convinced, he crossed his arms, stepped on the ball that had been thrown back, and shouted: "Captain, you have to be careful! I'm sure I'll score the next goal! ”

"Mm-hmm, you've said that a dozen times." A girl with shoulder-length short hair next to him couldn't help but tear down his stage.

The boy known as Cohen looked back with some dissatisfaction and exclaimed, "Huh? Sen Yuqi, what did you say? ”

Sen Yuqi shook his head, obviously not wanting to quarrel with him.

"You said that we signed up for the competition without authorization, will the chief blame us? Recently, the alert level has been strengthened again. The boy with short light chestnut hair on the sidelines asked.

"Anyway, we all used 'special means' to sign up, and with the old system of the Ex-ball Association, we won't find a problem." Another young man next to him, who looked very big brother, smiled and replied, "Moreover, I heard here that the chief and deputy chief themselves also led their own teams to sign up for the MEC audition." So, we don't have to worry about it at all. ”

"Huh? Then aren't we going to compete with the two immortals for a place in the regional competition? We've already put up the newspaper, so we can't change districts! The boy with short light chestnut hair cried out.

"No, the chief officer signed up for the audition in the third district, and the deputy chief signed up for the audition in the fifteenth district, so as not to run into it at the beginning." Another tall boy next to him passed the ball back and forth between his palms, and answered coldly without squinting, as if the question had nothing to do with him.

Cohen shook his head domineeringly: "It's too!" With our strength, isn't the regional competition just a casual one? ”

When Nathaniel heard this, he couldn't help but remind: "I remind you again and again that you can't use your ability to compete according to the rules when you compete. This is also a rare almost, it is rare to leave the mission in this way and enjoy the joy of pure sports competition. ”

"Got it." Cohen grimaced, "Even so, the result must still be crushing." ”

The girl who had been standing timidly on the sidelines and twisting the corners of her clothes finally spoke up, she really didn't have to do it, she really didn't want to interject.

"That and that...... The chief and deputy chief are here......"

A team of seven people raised their heads in unison and looked up the steps of the auditorium, and sure enough, one person was wearing a cyan trench coat and glasses, one person was wearing a lion hair and bronzed skin all over his body, and two people were slowly walking down the steps from left to right.

"You're saying that the Libra Council even sent people to participate in this competition?"

"Can't be wrong, now in addition to the audition places, the list of other teams that are eligible to participate in the competition in each district has come out. The list of the first district includes the Ex-ball club of the Libra Military Academy, but in order to avoid public opinion, it did not directly use 'Libra' as the team name, but used another team name, called 'Trial Verdict'. ”

"Good girl, this session is really all out of the demons and monsters."

"yes, I always feel like something is going to happen, and I have to prepare in advance just in case it ......"

……

The two of them were quietly discussing something, but the seven people on the field couldn't hear it, they just saw these two people coming, so the proper greeting etiquette was still there.

"Chief, deputy chief, good evening!"

Deputy Chief Ray turned to the pitch and paused the conversation he had just had. "Good evening! Yo! I'm practicing too! "He's really loud.

Chief Wells also said: "I also want to see if the venue is empty, so that I can pull my team out to run in, and they haven't practiced together for a long time." However, it seems that someone has taken the lead. ”

Nathaniel was about to say, "We're done training, chief, the field is for you", but Cohen compared his hand to the shape of a horn and shouted first: "First come, first come!" Even the chief has to obey the rules! ”

Instead of being annoyed, Wells nodded reassuringly. He is the one who cares about order the most, and naturally he will not destroy order himself.

So, he and Ray stopped, found a nearby spot and sat down, watching Nathaniel and their training.

This is the Garden of Eden. Even though the space resources of Eden are very tight, there is still a vacant land, a professional Ex-ball court has been built, and there are even spectator seats, which can accommodate 1,000 people. It's perfectly fine to hold an official tournament here.

The players on the field continued to run back and forth, attacking and defending over and over again, and everyone was actively involved in it, so that even the most withdrawn and reticent people were able to smile on their faces. On the pitch, all the attention is on the ball, all the worries, all the pain can be put aside for a while, and all the things that need to be considered on the court are pure wins and losses, which is a joy that everyone can enjoy.

That's the beauty of Ex-ball.

That's the beauty of sports.

The bouncing of the ball continued to hit Wells' pupils, and the shouts and laughter on the pitch continued to hit his eardrums.

Ex-ball is not only a hit in the outside world, but it is also the most popular attraction in the Garden of Eden. Almost everyone here is able to hit a dozen. In their spare time, someone will pull up a temporary team and make an appointment with others to start a temporary game. These small matches are played on this field, where all the infected will gather and sit side by side in the audience to cheer on their teams.

It was almost the only remaining entertainment in the Garden of Eden.

Ex-ball is a reserved project for the Infected, not only has it been so popular since the establishment of the Garden of Eden, but long before the creation of the Garden of Eden, when the Fifth World War was still going on, when the world was scorched to earth, and when Wells and Ray's Infected were still in cages in their straitjackets for most of the time, and countless test tubes were inserted into their bodies every day, Ex-ball has always been so popular.

Wells vaguely remembers that at that time, he could only sneak up and fight with his friends for a few minutes in the middle of the night, and then he had to lie back immediately, and if he was caught by the guards on duty, he would be thrown into the shock room for a whole night. It's just such a simple sport, this entertainment that should be enjoyed by all, and it is deprived of it just because they are alien. Along with it, there is also freedom.

Even so, there are still a lot of people playing Ex-ball.

It can be said that it is the only spiritual pillar for all the infected.

Wells has had many bans, but not Ex-ball.

"Young people nowadays are really energetic." Ray narrowed his eyes and changed to a more comfortable sitting position.

Wells propped his chin and stared at everything on the field.

He said: "I will definitely let them play in the open and inexhaustible land, under the bright sun." ”

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At the top of the stands on the other side of the pitch, the little boy stopped running away, grabbed the back of his chair, and stuck out his head as best he could, looking intently at the pitch as if he had been touched by something.

"Oh, my mother, my little ancestor, you're finally willing to stop. I really don't have anything to say, how did I end up with such an errand as taking care of a bear child like you."

The orange-haired ponytail girl chasing after him was finally able to catch her breath, leaning back in her chair, so tired that she could barely move. This is Shirley of the 10 division. Chief Wells called Miller, the object of her key guardianship, really not a fuel-efficient lamp, never obedient, and went against their guardians every day. Miller even took the other good children of the 10 departments to rebel together, and really regarded himself as the emperor among the children, and with him, no matter how well-behaved and obedient the children were before, they became bad. Unfortunately, Ray recently suddenly called Shirley to train for some kind of Ex-ball, which made her have no rest at both ends. Shirley is now having a nervous breakdown, even if she still sleeps for eight hours a day, she still feels like she has insomnia every night, she can even imagine that if she worries about it like this, her hair will fall out, her skin will burst into acne, and her dark circles will not disappear, and sooner or later she will become a yellow-faced woman.

Isn't that miserable...... Shirley couldn't help but burst into tears when she thought of this, and tears spilled on the spot.

Sure enough, boys of this age are the most hateful.

But Miller didn't react, still looking at the court, as if he wanted to imprint this moment firmly in his eyes.

From here, you can see the world at a glance, just like an ancient emperor. Every seat was so small, and the people in the arena were almost all reduced to a few small dots.

I don't know where the wind blew his golden hair, and the Garden of Eden was closed off all around, so there shouldn't be any wind at all.

At this moment, Miller's eyes have a sea of stars.