"Commander Pang, catch the ball~!"
Just as they were told, twenty-two martial arts masters, including Li Er, started a battle of the century on the playground of Yanhuang Academy. Cheng Chumo's side grabbed the right to kick off, and Yuchi Baolin was responsible for kicking off. This guy was afraid that others would not Knowing who he was going to pass the football to, he yelled specifically.
Then, the football did not roll towards Pang Feiji who was beside Yuchi Baolin, but directly towards the opponent's goal~!
"Boom~!"
The whole audience was in an uproar. Everyone, including Pang Feiji, was caught off guard by Yuchi Baolin's very unconventional kick-off. No matter what the players thought about the football that had already flown out, Yuchi Baolin had just used it on it. With so much force, it flew so fast~! I saw that the football Yuchi Baolin kicked out with all his strength was not much slower than the ball Li Er had just kicked, and it was close to the goal in the blink of an eye!
It is said that although Yuchi Baolin was a little slow in reaction, he was really strong. If there was a high-speed camera nearby to record it, you could see that the moment the football was kicked out, it had already flattened by one-fifth. This shows what a terrifying kick this is!
At this time, the attention of the opponent's players was still on Pang Feiji. No one would have thought that Yuchi Baolin, a big fool, could actually play the trick of "striking in the east and attacking in the west", so no one blocked the ball in the first place~!
The goalkeeper on Li Er's side is Mo Zhong. This guy was still depressed after what Li Er said just now. Even if he beat him to death, he wouldn't have thought that the opponent would threaten his own goal so quickly. He quickly became angry and said to him. Pounce on this menacing ball~!
"Bang~!"
It must be understood that what they are playing now is kung fu football. How can the ball kicked by Yuchi Baolin with all his strength be blocked by Mo Zhong who flew towards him in a hurry~?
The football entered Mo Zhong's arms and made a loud "bang" sound. Then, Mo Zhong's face turned the color of pig liver and his body involuntarily stepped back!
"Chi~!"
The huge force carried by the football carried Mo Zhong gliding on the grass for a certain distance. Under everyone's stunned eyes, Mo Zhong actually slid back into the goal while holding the football!
"In, in~!"
Yuchi Baolin was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly.
When he just kicked off, he suddenly remembered that when Li Zexuan told them the rules of football last time, he said that kick-off can be scored directly, so he had an idea and thought of such a destructive move, but he didn't Surprisingly, it worked!
"Holy shit~! Paulin, you can do it! You're so awesome! We scored a goal just after the game started~!"
Cheng Chumo flew over, jumped directly on Yuchi Baolin's back, slapped the latter's head, and said ecstatically.
The other team members followed suit and ran over to hug the two living treasures, shouting heartily.
"Oh~! Oh my god! Is this a goal~?"
"This... what kind of fight is this~?"
"Does this ball count~?"
Dizhisun shook his head and said to the students beside him: "Of course forget it, the football has crossed the line!"
The students watching from the sidelines were stunned for a while, and they couldn't believe their eyes. Of course, some people questioned the goal.
At this moment, Mo Zhong got up from the ground and shouted to Yuchi Baolin: "It doesn't count, it doesn't count, I just blocked your ball, how can it be counted as your goal?"
The cheers gradually stopped, and Cheng Chumo stood up from the crowd and retorted: "Why doesn't it count? According to the rules set by the mountain chief, as long as the football passes the goal line, it counts as a goal. Even if you hug the football, you can still How~?”
"Chu Mo is right! The football has already entered the goal, how can you say it is not counted~? This is a rule set by the mountain chief!"
Pang Feiji also ran out to help.
"Haha, kick off and score, good shot, good shot~!"
At this moment, a loud laugh came from outside the venue, and the crowd automatically made way for them.
"It's the mountain chief!"
"The chief is here!"
"Now let's see what the mountain chief says!"
But it was Li Zexuan who heard that Li Er came to the academy, so he came down from the office. As soon as he arrived at the playground, he saw Yuchi Baolin kicking the ball and scoring a goal!
This scene seemed a bit familiar. He had seen it in the movie "Shaolin Football" in his previous life. In it, Stephen Chow scored directly in the midfield, but that was when Stephen Chow received the kick from his teammate in the midfield, and then scored with a powerful arcing kick. Yes, Yuchi Baolin was even more ruthless, shooting directly from the kick-off, which caught people completely off guard!
"I have met your Majesty!"
No matter what, Li Er is the king, and it is impossible for a minister like him not to salute when he sees him.
"No need to be polite! Li Zexuan, tell me, does this goal count?"
Li Er waved his hand and asked casually.
Li Zexuan raised his head and replied: "Of course, Your Majesty, as long as the ball goes into the goal, it will be considered a goal, no matter how it is done!"
Li Er was not angry, he nodded and said: "Okay, I understand, the game continues! Mo Zhong, if you don't see the goal well again, I will let Mr. Yan deduct all your monthly salary for this month!"
Yan Silu is the academic director of the college and also the housekeeper of the college, in charge of everyone's salary.
"Yes Yes Yes!"
Mo Zhong had a bitter look on his face, and he was also complaining in his heart.
Li Zexuan smiled, walked to Pang Feiji and Cheng Chumo, and said, "Play well and let Your Majesty see the style of the college football team. If they win, each person will be rewarded with a football~!"
Having just reached a foreign trade agreement with Zhenla and Piao, Li Zexuan temporarily found a source of rubber, so he became more generous.
"I...fuck~! Chief, are you telling the truth~?"
Cheng Chumo's eyes widened and he said in disbelief.
"Of course it's true, come on Chou Niu~!"
This guy was so fast-talking that he even said "Come on", which made Cheng Chumo a little confused.
"Wocao~! Chief Shan, don't do this! Why can they get the football if they win~?"
Li Tai on the sidelines yelled that it was unfair. If he hadn't been proficient in martial arts, the little fat man would have rolled up his sleeves at this moment and would have come up to play a game no matter what!
Li Zexuan was too lazy to pay attention to him, turned around and wanted to retreat off the field.
"Master, why don't you come up and kick me?"
Tiedan ran over and whispered.
Most of the people on the field were better at martial arts than him, so he felt that he was a bit behind.
"No, just keep playing! Remember, even in kung fu football, you still need to use your brain. The goal Paulin just made is a living example~!"
If he, a martial arts master, went on the field and tortured his opponent, Li Er would definitely give him some shoes to wear in the future, so he patted Tiedan on the shoulder, refused at first, and then said seriously.
This was also said to Cheng Chumo and others. Because the force value of the players here is generally smaller than that of the opponent.
"Yes, Master, I understand~!"
Tiedan rolled his eyes and replied thoughtfully.
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