"He's been four times, you've only been once, and I don't think your nickname of 'skater' lives up to its name...... Alas, by the way, I said that this temporary runner didn't even have a nickname for a long time, Lao Mo, or you would give him one? "Seth. Santos crooked the corners of his mouth, and the scarlet scar behind the helmet railing was palpable.

"He? How old is he? Moleno snorted coldly. The one who can give me the nickname Moleno has to be my own brother who has been tried and tested, Kent...... The person is beautiful and the ball is played well, but unfortunately it is not in my eyes, so I can only investigate and investigate. The saber-toothed tiger center was reluctant to be embarrassed.

"But after this game, we're going to graduate, how do you nickname him?" Salander. Johnson reminded Moreno, but he immediately slapped the boss's scalp through his helmet.

"You can't give people nicknames after graduation, what do you stipulate?" Moleno rolled his eyes behind the mask.

"In short, Shan Miao, give full play to your training level in the past three years, just leave no regrets, and don't bring any baggage." The fat man finally said.

"Thank you, thank you." Blanco knows the encouragement of his partners.

No regrets...... No regrets! He took a deep breath, thinking about what Lao Mo said over and over in his heart, and then somehow, he felt that the tension that had been pestering him gradually disappeared.

After three years of hard training, nearly a thousand days and nights, sweat flowed into streams, and throwing balls numb arms, what is all this for? To stay on the team? Or do you want to fight it all out on the pitch to prove yourself?

I'm not a 'skater'! I'm Samu. Blanco, the first bench for the quarterback of the ace team in high school football!

Blanco no longer had those shadows in his mind, but focused on the field, looking at the situation with great concentration, passing the ball when it was time to pass, and immediately shrinking down to protect the ball when he couldn't pass it.

Never concede a goal again! He swore an oath to that hateful nickname of his own!

And in the next offense, the backup quarterback finally began to play consistently, and he was like a rebirth, and he frequently passed good balls.

Blanco's passing style is mellow, his ball path is classic, and his speed and accuracy are high. He's got a long arm and a lot of power, which makes him perfect for the kind of stumbling bullet passes. Therefore, even if the vision is not wide enough because of the lack of overall vision, and he can't pass a long ball like Jonny, he can also rely on this fresh skill to accurately feed the good ball for Seth and Jonny, who are good at finding gaps in the crowd.

The Sabertooth Tigers relied on a way of pushing in a way that puzzled their opponents, using the steady tactics they are most familiar with to get the ball into the end line step by step.

And when Scarseth received Blanco's pass and walked around the opponent's touchdown line, all the offensive players were so excited that they immediately surrounded the 'skater', patted his helmet and screamed.

"I knew you kid could do it! The ball is so comfortable. Seth, who had always been calm, was excited like a child at this time.

"We pretended to cheer you up, but in fact, we were so scared that we were ......" The 'laughing craftsman' hurriedly told the truth from his heart.

"Yes, Kent has conceded a goal, but he hasn't scored a single time......" The Son of the Wind also admitted.

"There's something I haven't said just now." Rose. Yang shouted, "You're going to lose the championship ring for us, I'm going to tear you alive." He showed Blanco the bulging mass of muscles in his arms.

"Shan Miao, I didn't hurt you in vain." Moreno rushed over and imprinted a wet kiss on Blanco's helmet. "You're no worse than that half-baked runner." He taunted Johnny, who grinned.

"All in all, it's all the result of sticking to frog milk since childhood." Hollanders was beside Blanco, hugging the members of his family and friends tightly, and spoke to everyone in a serious manner.

……

At 29:25, the Sabertooth Tigers led by 4 points.

The decisive battle was intense, the game was extremely fierce, and both sides tried their best.

Although the saber-toothed tiger lost the star-level general, they scored all 7 points in this round of confrontation and continued to maintain the lead, which couldn't help but excite the live audience who originally wanted to see a wonderful battle.

In the thunderous cheers, the special service teams of both sides appeared again. Clark was on the sidelines with Sammiu. Blanco hugged tightly.

"You saved my life." He said from the bottom of his heart. "If it wasn't for me, Moleno would have slaughtered me with his own hands......" he whispered to Blanco as he glanced at the tall center, who just sneered at him.

"Clark, maybe you're not as important as you think." Phil. Brown also ran down from the players' bench to heckle.

"Indeed...... So I love and hate Blanco. Roger immediately admitted. There are two forces in my heart that are clashing, one of them wants you to lose the game to prove my greatness, and the other wants us to win the championship so that I don't get beaten by Lao Mo. Believe me, neither of these tastes is pleasant. He took the painkiller from the medicine bottle, opened the pure water bottle in his hand, and rinsed down his throat with a mouthful of water.

"How do you eat this like Ibic candy......" Jonny quickly snatched his medicine bottle.

At this moment, on the court, the special service team, which was composed of the elite combination of the Komodo Dragons' defensive group and the offensive team, once again sent a strong impact towards the weak blocking force of the saber-toothed tigers.

Root. After Jordan's ball was kicked out, the indomitable giants who swarmed up each had their eyes on one target, and it was clear that they had a clear plan in place in their tactical set-up. They entangled their opponents and allowed their team's powerful runners to drive straight in.

This time it was their super-runner Samisoli, who had nearly 90 yards before he struggled out of Domingo. Gonzalez pounced bravely.

The runback gave the Komodo Dragons a huge offensive advantage, with their first attack just 10 yards from the Sabertooth Tigers' scoring line, and a touchdown was almost an irreversible fact for an attacker with two star runners.

But their first attack was completely smashed by the low and high cheers of the audience, and the short touchdown distance became a short distance of the world. The moment Brown pounced on the ball abruptly stopped, and turned into a sigh.

The Komodo Dragons special service team, who was frequently tired of fighting, finally reaped the punishment of eating, Samisoli scored a goal, and when he was holding the ball, due to the lack of physical strength and the dodge action made a mistake, his legs and feet were weak, and he slipped on the turf with a butt, and was killed by the sharp-eyed and hand-sick 'cave' Phil. Brown swept the ball away and pressed it firmly underneath him.

The ball is easy to turn in an instant!