Li Xiu was thinking about the rules of the trial just now. Except for the fact that they can hurt the opponent's players, they are basically similar to ordinary football rules.
However, there is no intermission in the crazy ball trial, and the entire game must be played directly, a total of ninety minutes.
Li Xiu noticed two special rules. The first one is that all players except the goalkeeper are not allowed to touch the football with their hands.
If a player touches the ball with his hand five times during this trial, it will be deemed as a failed trial and will be eliminated directly. When a hand touches the ball, the person who committed the foul will freeze for a second, but the game will continue and will not stop because of the foul.
Another rule is that if one team scores a goal, all members of both teams will be teleported directly back to their own half, and then the game will restart.
While Li Xiu was thinking, the game had already started. No one paid attention to the football. The players of the Guyue team rushed directly towards the players of the Taylor team.
The Taylor team was in chaos. Kunsha, Pashan and Salai were preparing to fight, while the other players were running back desperately. They just wanted to escape for their lives.
Human fear defeated their reason, and they didn't even think about it. Even if they survived to the end of the game, according to the trial rules, all members of the losing team would be erased, and they would still die.
Pashan had his sights set on the target, and regardless of the goal, he took the brunt of the attack and blocked Dongqiu, who was rushing towards Kunsha.
Kunsha and Shale quickly rushed towards the other players.
Dongqiu was stopped by Pashan. He had no intention of throwing him away and going to find Kunsha. He just sneered and said, "It's useless no matter what you plan. You must all die today."
Pashan felt that the situation was not good, but he had no time to think about it. He faced Dongqiu with a steady pace. Both of them were masters of boxing. As soon as they fought, Pashan already knew that the opponent's boxing skills were not inferior to his, and his physical fitness was not as good as his own. Better than him.
When Kunsha rushed towards the Guyue team, he was blocked by a player. He concentrated on his fists and slammed towards the player.
The player clearly knew Kunsha's reputation, but had no intention of dodge, and actually punched him directly to meet him.
Bang!
The two fists collided, and Kunsha and the player took a step back at the same time. It turned out to be an even tie.
"Who are you?" Kunsha suddenly felt that something was wrong. He had never seen or heard of this player, but the power of this punch was not inferior to him.
"Guyue Legion, deputy commander Jian Jia." When the player reported his name, Kunsha knew that he might not end well today.
Although he has never heard of Jian Jia's name, Guyue Legion is Guyue City's ace force, all composed of trialists. Being able to become the deputy commander of Guyue Legion must be a terrifying guy.
Jian Jia didn't talk nonsense at all and rushed over like a tiger again.
Kunsha and Jianjia fought, but they didn't get any advantage at all. Moreover, the opponent was very good at fighting skills, but forced Kunsha to retreat continuously.
Kunsha knew that he couldn't fight for a long time, otherwise he would have to fight. The brand appeared on his finger, and his aura suddenly surged, and even his body seemed to have grown in size.
Fortunately, after entering the trial field, I was covered in white tights that appeared from nowhere and were extremely elastic.
If he had changed into ordinary clothes, Kunsha would probably have been filled to the brim.
This is Kunsha's S-level skill "Blood Boiling", with a 200% increase, several times stronger than Li Xiu's E-level blood boiling, and there is no time limit.
It is also an S-level skill, and Blood Boiling is easier to use for a longer period of time than Li Xiu's Super Stimulus, but it lacks special effects.
After using S-level blood boiling, Kunsha's speed and strength increased dramatically, like a combination of a bear and a wolf, his body tore the air, and his hands grabbed Janga with violent power like sharp claws.
Bang!
With their fingers clasped together, Jian Jia didn't even take a step back and was locked in a stalemate with Kun Sha.
Several skill marks appeared on his fingers. Although there was no physical abnormality like Kunsha's, it could be seen that his strength and speed had increased significantly. Even Kunsha who used S-level skills Even with sand, it is impossible to gain a clear advantage.
"Kunsha, although S-level skills are very strong, they are not invincible. My combination of four A-level skills can achieve the same effect as you at the same time. This is the difference between professionals and amateurs. Even if your skills are better than mine , you can't defeat me either." Jian Jia said while wrestling with Kunsha.
Kunsha now only regrets that he can't use the magic equipment. If he can use the magic equipment, he can kill Jian Jiaru and retrieve the items.
The situation on Pashan's side was very bad. He was completely at a disadvantage. He was suppressed in great pain and could only passively dodge. The pain caused by the collision of muscles and bones was transmitted to the brain through the nerves, making Pashan clenched his teeth. Broken teeth.
He is not the worst offender, the worst offender is Shalei.
Shale originally wanted to rush forward and kill an enemy first, but he found four or five people on the opposite side rushing towards him.
The other side did not chase those who escaped at all. The remaining nine people were divided into two teams. One team of four people rushed towards Li Xiu, and the remaining five people surrounded Sha Lai.
What's even more irritating is that those five people were all defectors from here. They train with Shale every day and are quite aware of Shale's abilities.
Shale turned around and wanted to run, but it was too late. He was already surrounded by five people.
"Salai, accept your fate. You are a murderer to begin with. You have killed so many people. Death is enough." A player who surrounded Shale mocked.
"I recognize your mother." Shale started suddenly, turned around and punched the player closest to him.
The player snorted coldly and raised his arm to block Shalei's arm. He knew Shalei's abilities quite well and knew that his physical fitness was not inferior to Shalei's, so of course he would not be afraid.
ah!
The next second, one of the player's arms was cut off abruptly, and he let out a shrill scream.
When Salai's fist reached the middle, it turned into a hand knife and struck the player's arm, cutting it off directly.
On Sarai's finger, there was a black skill mark flickering.
"If you want my life, you have to trade it with your life. Don't think that I'm easy to bully. You guys are still far behind." Shale rushed towards the player whose arm was cut off like a demon, wanting to Just split his head open.
His A-level "Iron Cutting" skill has a limited duration, so he must maximize the results.
But before he could reach the player with the broken arm, several players around him rushed up and besieged Shale from different directions.
Shale could only save his life first. He dodged and waved his arms to force the two players on one side to retreat.
But as a result, Sarai suddenly fell into a hard fight. After all, it was difficult for him to defeat four hands with two fists.
Although the players who besieged him did not have advanced skills, and at most they only had one or two E-level or D-level skills, they could not stand up to the large number of people.
Soon Salai was hugged from behind by a player, and two players on the left and right held down his arms respectively.
A player in front of him stabbed him in the eye with his fingers like hooks.
"Kunsha, save me..." Salai struggled desperately, but couldn't break away from the oppression of the three people. Seeing his fingers enlarged in his sight, he was about to touch his irises, and he couldn't help but let out a roar mixed with despair and unwillingness. .
