"Playing rugby? And you agreed to let him do it? "Holographic communication, Robert. Kent's handsome face was covered with frost.

"With this so-called talent of his, he hit his head in the mud and broke the blood of those farmer's descendants? I can't let that happen, and you have to get him to get rid of this stupid idea from the bottom of your heart! He yelled at Joanna uncharacteristically. But his tone backfired, especially his so-called 'farmer' phrase, which provoked a strong reaction from the part of Joanna's heart that resisted the most.

"Are you qualified to decide everything about Jonny? Do you have any qualifications? Joanna shuddered at her husband's words.

"How many times have you been with your son since he was born? Except for the years when you started taking him to see a doctor and take medicine, where were you later? If you give up then, you give up everything, and now you are not qualified to ask our lives to go your way, there is no place for you in this home, because you are not there, you will never be there! She burst into tears and cried.

"No, Joanna, I don't have any other luxury, I'm just telling you that Jonny can't go and play this savage game, he's too important, we have to take care of him and not let him get hurt in any way."

"We?" Joanna looked at the holographic figure in front of her with disdain.

"I mean you'.......," Robert's tone softened.

"Promise me not to let Jonny play rugby?" He said softly. "There's more to his future than that." Robert, in the hologram, with his handsome face and lean figure that does not match his age, looks at Joanna with his characteristic blue eyes, as if to apologize to her, as if pleading.

"It's late, I've signed the consent form, and I think for a sport that's very physical, Jonny has access to a high level of competition that would be better for his vision, and that's it." Before Robert could speak, Joanna had already snuffed out the communication conversation.

The room was quiet, Joanna wiped her tears, quietly in the lonely living room, loneliness eroded her as always, making her feel cold, she prayed to the feather god wordlessly, and cleaned up her mood to wipe away her tears, not wanting her son who stayed in her room to see.

"Mom." Jonny's voice rang in her ears, and a tall figure appeared in front of her.

"Are you alright, Mom." Jonny looked at her with concern.

Joanna forced a smile, and just wanted to speak, when she suddenly felt a burst of warmth from her body, and it turned out that her son hugged her gently.

"Silly boy, it's okay, what can I do?" She gently stroked the back of her own flesh and bones.

My son is already so old, but I am still like a child, she laughs at herself.

"Rugby? Do you really think it's okay? She asked, if it weren't for Robert's sudden call, she wouldn't have signed Jonny's consent form.

"I can, I think, and it's just a basic practice with the team after school, and I don't know if I can play." Jonny sat next to Joanna, caressing the back of her mother's hand. The conversation between his father and mother just now, he hid in his room and could see it clearly through the crack in the door.

"Tell me the truth, Johnny, is it dangerous? If it's a sport that can cause you to get injured, I don't think it's better to participate in it. Joanna still couldn't let go of it.

"It's not dangerous to have a full set of protective gear, and it's a very popular sport, and from a statistical academic point of view, the probability of actually causing injury is lower than that of food poisoning or gastrodia." After he said this, he noticed that his mother was looking at him with complicated eyes.

"You talk a bit like your father now." Joanna said.

"Really?" Jonny sighed inwardly.

"I'm going to train myself pretty well." He held up his slender arm. "Don't worry, Mom, your son and I are clever, no one can throw me around."

……

Jonny was thrown far away by the 'milk baby' Sobrino again, his physical strength had reached a critical point at this time, he stretched out his hand to let Sobrino pull him, the big black man with a baby face looked at him indifferently, looking unmoved.

Jonny was able to understand Sobrino. The pain of Hollanders, the work assigned by Coach Wought, he could not refuse, wasting his precious time on him, a man who knew nothing about all training methods, Sobrino must have felt that it was very meaningless, which is why he has been practicing until now, and the milk baby refuses to say a word to him.

Jonny didn't dare to compare this to 'training', Coach Walter gave him a task that even he couldn't figure out why, all he had to do was to dribble through Sobrino's blockade in a very small position without being caught or knocked down by him, and until now, even Micah had fallen, and he still hadn't been able to complete it.

Jonny gasped on the ground for a moment and then got back on his feet as he stepped back to assistant coach Tim. After the line Johnson had drawn for him earlier, he looked at the seamless body occupied by Sobrino in the red line, which was only a few feet wide.

As long as he didn't move, there was no way he could bypass him without stepping on the red line in this position, Jonny knew in his heart, so at first he tried to trick him into turning around and moving, but to no avail.

Sobrino stood on his feet, like a pagoda without holes. Jonny had tried to get through the air, even under his crotch, but Sobrino wasn't a dead thing, he was so strong that Jonny had to fall out of the way if he touched him.

Fortunately, the newcomer's equipment is properly protected, and this kind of nano-material armor that protects almost any part of the body, although it is bulky and inconvenient to wear, can effectively prevent the damage of Sobrino's casual 'Qianjun'.

So even after falling so many times, Jonny wasn't hurt, he just felt a pain all over his body.

At this point, Jonny rushed over again, his movements were far less agile than they had been at the beginning, and Sobrino, who had always been unchangeable, completely crushed his attempt.

The big black man knocked out Johnny who tried to move around the snake with a single palm, and grabbed his armor with both hands and lifted him in front of him.

But just as he wanted to throw Jonny, Jonny, who looked powerless in his hand, suddenly grabbed his shoulders with both palms like a snake, and slid out of his palm with a struggle, and then easily flipped over the top of Sobrino's head in an upward handstand, and landed far behind him.

Jonny had made a feint many times to wait for this chest-raising action, and now that the blow was successful, he was also happy in his heart, and he smiled and walked around behind Sobrino, only to find that the big black man didn't care at all, and didn't seem to be interested in his acrobatic performance just now.

"Good job." Some people shouted and applauded, and Moreno seemed to have just come out of the equipment training ground in a sweat, and he was willing to give applause and encouragement to witness Jonny's performance.

"Thank you." Jonny fiddled with the armor that had just been shattered.

"But who told you to hide like that? All you have to do is rush to the 'baby' and knock him out. Moleno removed a large towel from the shelf next to the wall.

"Or get knocked out by him, it's up to you." He wiped the sweat from his face.

"How could I possibly knock him out?" Jonny pointed to Sobrino, who was several times his size, and if what Moreno said was really Coach Walter's idea, then he would not want to go back today.

"I said Jonny, in vain I still call you a smart person, don't you understand what the coach means? He's trying to get you used to the feeling of meeting your opponent and the feeling of falling all the time. Moleno gritted his teeth.

"Rugby is a very confrontational game, and the first step for newcomers is to overcome fear." He solemnly announced to Jonny.

"Of course, it would be better if you could knock the 'milk baby' down." Moleno wiped the sweat from his hands with a towel, his eyes fixed on the tall man, while Sobrino snorted heavily in disdain.