Long Xing and Jackal carried Qingtian to the bathroom, used the faucet to wash themselves off, and then helped him to a chair. Mother Lu brought a cup of hangover tea. Long Xing raised his hand and gave Qingtian a mouthful, and then used his spiritual power to relieve Qingtian's hangover.
Slowly spiritual power invaded Qingtian's body, and while dissolving the power of the wine, he devoured the power of the wine to strengthen himself.
After a while of being busy, Qingtian regained his composure and watched as he vomited all the food and wine all over the jackal. Look at Long Xing feeding himself water, delivering an energy that makes him feel very comfortable. The hatred towards Long Xing in my heart suddenly weakened a bit. When I looked back and saw Lu's mother worrying about her, her face suddenly burned with panic.
"Aunt, I'm sorry, I, I was drunk." With apology and shame, she no longer had that proud posture. Seeing Qingtian's flushed face, Mother Lu knew that her child's heart was hurt by her actions.
"My child, drink some more hangover tea, slowly, this wine is too strong, take a rest." Mother Lu gently patted Qingtian's back to comfort him.
Seeing that Mother Lu cared about him, Qingtian felt even more ashamed. Originally, he had begged his mother to use Mother Lu's relationship to send tea to Lu Li's house as an excuse to give Mother Lu and Lu Li a good impression. In this way, he and Lu Li got closer, but the appearance of Long Xing broke everything.
Because of jealousy and hatred towards Long Xing, he lost control of his behavior and had a drinking contest with Long Xing. He made a fool of himself and no longer had the dignity to stay at Lu Li's house.
Thinking of this, Qingtian calmed down and stood up directly: "Auntie, I'm going back first." After saying this, he said goodbye to Mother Lu, went out, and left with some staggering.
Long Xing watched Qingtian leave with some emotion. He turned around and looked at Jackal's dirty clothes. There was a smell, and he hurriedly said to Mother Lu and Lu Li: "Auntie, I'm really sorry for causing you trouble today. Let's go back first, thank you aunt for the hospitality." After saying that, he took Jackal and left Lu Li's house quickly, and found a place to clean Jackal's clothes first.
It was originally a very happy family dinner to thank the family, and a table of delicious dishes prepared by Mother Lu's hard work was ruined by Qingtian. Lu Li looked at Long Xing walking away, feeling very uncomfortable.
It's all because of that damn Qingtian who insists on having a drinking fight. He has no chance to talk to Long Xing anymore. He left in a hurry without even taking a few bites of the delicious food.
Stomping her feet in annoyance: "Mom, look, they're all gone, and they haven't eaten anything. They're all Qingtian. Humph, I'm so angry." Lu Li complained in front of her mother, and Mother Lu also sighed. , turned around and walked over to clear the table.
"Brother, you are so fierce today. I drank four glasses of such strong wine, and I didn't dare to touch a drop. You were just like Qingtian, and you wanted to have a drinking contest with me, but you made a fool of yourself. You even smelled like alcohol all over me. Let's see if you dare to show off in front of big brother again." Jackal said as he walked.
"I'll clean you up first. Don't talk about Qingtian again. If you beat him in a ball game another day, you probably won't lose your temper. In the future, in official competitions, you still have to cooperate well with him to achieve results in the competition. The most important thing is to go home and rest early. When you compete with him next week, you must beat him until he is convinced.
After walking through the alley, Jackal and Long Xing separated. There was a faucet near the school, and Jackal planned to go there to clean up. Long Xing returned to his forest and sat down quietly under the big fir tree. There was a lot of alcohol in his stomach today and he needed to absorb it quickly.
The power of wine cannot be wasted. Luck gave Long Xing the opportunity to drink such hidden wine, which could increase the strength of his spiritual power. This was an unexpected surprise. Long Xing fully mobilized the spiritual energy in his Dantian and purified the alcohol in his body. It wasn't until he was completely digested that he stood up and waved his palm towards the tree trunk in the distance, and found that the intensity of the spiritual power had increased to a higher level.
After a burst of joy, Long Xing practiced the first two postures of Dead Leaf Palm. With the palms in place, the second form has been practiced to perfection. If the spiritual power is stronger, he can break through the leaves of the second form and reach the realm of dead leaves all over the sky in the third form. Long Xing is looking forward to it.
The playground on Monday was crowded with classmates. In addition to the students from the team, other people in the class also came to watch the fun. Today Long Xing will have a separate offensive and defensive game with Qingtian.
Looking at the two young men confronting each other on the court, all the eyes turned towards them with great interest. They also wanted to know what kind of ability Long Xing had to challenge Qingtian.
Except for Jackal who knows Long Xing a little bit, everyone else in the football team is not optimistic about Long Xing. After all, Qingtian's forward awareness and offensive ability shown in training are still recognized by everyone. As for Long Xing, because he is not a football player, he is not optimistic about Long Xing. I haven't seen him play football. In the eyes of many people, challenging can only be self-defeating.
Qingtian felt a little guilty today. The way Lu Li's family made a fool of themselves while drinking was always coiled in his mind like a cold snake, lingering in his mind. His prejudice against Long Xing was somewhat loosened, but he still longed to win the game.
"Haha, Jackal, do you think Long Xing can win?" Lu Li, who was beside Jackal and staring at the field, asked with a chuckle.
"Brother can definitely win!" Jackal's confidence in Long Xing was extraordinary. Listening to Jackal's affirmative tone, Yao Hu, Yang Hu, and Li Wei, the three main players of the football team, stood on the side, silently worrying about Qingtian.
"Are you ready? If you can attack five goals first and one of them hits the door I defend, you will win. Then I will attack five goals. Likewise, if you defend one ball, you will win. With this rule, you Is it fair?" In order to give Qingtian a chance, Long Xing pushed himself to the limit and also wanted to completely break Qingtian's conceited state of mind.
"You, you, okay! You said this yourself, don't be shameless!" Hearing Long Xing's rules, the proud Qingtian felt deflated.
When the surrounding students heard Long Xing's rules of the game, they all opened their mouths. "This is too disrespectful to Qingtian, not to mention that he is not a football player. He is simply trying to kill himself! Wow!" There was a sarcastic sound.
"Brother, it's better to be cautious. A three-to-two win is the best!" After hearing Long Xing's words, Jackal felt a little overstated and hurriedly reminded him. Long Xing just gave Jackal a reassuring look and was ready to defend.
With the pre-emptive advantage, Qingtian took a breath and wanted to regain his dignity. He took the ball to find the best shooting position and time. Looking at Long Xing's casual defense, he felt a stronger desire to attack. Dribbling the ball for a certain distance, he took off the ball with his foot and hit the goal diagonally with great force. The football turned into an arc and shot out.
Seeing that the football was about to pass through Long Xing's defensive gap and shoot at the goal, Long Xing just raised a hand lightly and easily copied the ball, spinning it around in the palm of his hand. Finally, the strength was exhausted and stayed on Long Xing's palm.
"Wow, what a wonderful feeling, like a spinning top that finally stopped." There was a voice of surprise outside the venue.
"Come again!" Long Xing threw the ball in his hand and hooked his fingers at Qingtian.
"Bang!" "Bang" and "Bang" followed several powerful shots. Qingtian channeled all his anger into the football, and the continuous failures almost made him collapse. The last kick actually missed the ball. The ball rolled slowly to Long Xing's feet and lost power.
"The five goals are over, now you defend my attack! I hope you won't disappoint me too much!" Regardless of Qingtian's annoyance and frustration, Long Xing ran to the midfield with the ball, and then signaled Qingtian to guard the goal.
After being stunned for a moment, Qingtian came back to his senses. Just as he was about to watch the football at Long Xing's feet, a gust of wind passed by his ears. When he looked back, he saw that the ball had fallen into the net.
Frustrated, he picked up the ball and threw it hard. He was not ready yet. As soon as he threw the ball, he looked up and saw that Long Xing was in the midfield position again. The ball was circling imaginarily around his feet, making it hard to see it clearly.
Qingtian concentrated his energy and stared at the football at Long Xing's feet. Suddenly, a lightning-like shadow arrived in front of him before he could even blink. Before Qingtian stretched out his palm, the ball hit the ground and hit the net.
In just a few minutes, the five goals were over without even seeing their shadows clearly. Looking at the football in the net seems to be laughing at myself. Qingtian felt extremely humiliated. He suddenly jumped forward and came to Long Xing with the football in his arms. His face was as red as pig liver. He said firmly: "I'm convinced Long Xing, please take me with you!"
