Chapter 899: Fairies fight! (in)

"Leader Pang, catch the ball~!"

Just do it. Twenty-two martial arts masters including Li Er kicked off a

century battle on the playground of Yanhuang Academy. Cheng Chumo won the

kick-off right and Yuchi Baolin was in charge of the kick-off. They were

afraid that others would not. Knowing who he was going to pass the football

to, he screamed specifically.

Then, the football didn't roll towards Pang Feiji beside Yuchi Baolin, but

directly blasted towards the opponent's goal~!

"Boom~!"

There was an uproar in the audience, including Pang Feiji, everyone was caught

off guard by Yuchi Baolin's unusual kick-off, and the football that had flown

out, no matter what the players thought, Yuchi Baolin just used it on it. How

much force, how fast it flies~! Seeing that the football that Yuchi Baolin

kicked out with all his strength was not much slower than the one that Li Er

just kicked, and he was close to the goal in an instant!

By the way, although Yuchi Baolin’s reaction has been slower, his strength is

really great. If there is a high-speed camera nearby to record, you can see

that the football is kicked out of the moment, it has been reduced by a fifth.

This shows how terrifying this kick is!

And the attention of the opponent's players is still on Pang Feiji at this

time. No one would have thought that Yuchi Baolin, a stupid big man, would

actually play the trick of "sounding the east and the west", so no one would

stop the ball for the first time~!

The goalkeeper on Li Er's side is Mo Zhong. This guy was still depressed by Li

Er's words. He didn't expect that the opponent would threaten his goal so

quickly. He quickly became angry with Dantian. This menacing ball rushed~!

"Bang~!"

To be clear, they are playing Kung Fu football now. How could the ball that

Yuchi Baolin kicked with all his strength could be blocked by the Mo Zhong who

flew in a hurry~?

The football entered Mo Zhong's arms and made a loud "bang". Then, Mo Zhong's

face became pig liver-colored, and his body involuntarily moved back!

"哧~!"

The Juli carried by the football took Mo Zhong to glide on the grass for a

certain distance. In everyone's stunned eyes, Mo Zhong actually slid back into

the goal holding the football!

"Go in, go in~!"

Yuchi Baolin was stunned for a moment, then shouted wildly.

When he just kicked off the ball, he suddenly thought that Li Zexuan said when

he told them the football rules last time that he can shoot directly at

kickoff, so he had the idea to think of such a horrifying loss move, but he

didn’t. I expected it worked!

"I rely on~! Baolin, yes you! That's awesome! We just scored in the opening

game~!"

Cheng Chumo rushed over, jumped directly onto Yuchi Baolin's back, and slapped

the latter on the head, exulting.

The other team members followed suit and ran over to hug the two treasures,

shouting indulgently.

"Oh~! God! This is a goal~?"

"This...what kind of play is this~?"

"Does this ball count~?"

Dickson shook his head and said to the students around him: "Of course forget

it, football is over!"

The students outside the field were stunned for a while, and they couldn't

believe their eyes. Of course, some people questioned the ball.

At this moment, Mo Zhong got up from the ground and shouted towards Yuchi

Baolin: "No, it doesn't count. I just blocked your ball. How can you count it

as a goal?"

The cheers gradually stopped, and Cheng Chumo stood up from the crowd and

retorted: "Why don't it? According to the rules set by Shan Chang, the

football will score as long as it crosses the goal frame, and you can still

hold the football. How~?"

"Chu Mo is right! The football has already scored in the goal, how can it be

said that it doesn't count~? This is the rule set by Shan Chang!"

Pang Feiji also ran out to help.

"Haha, kick-off goal, good goal, good goal~!"

At this moment, there was a loud laugh from outside the field, and the crowd

voluntarily gave way.

"It's the mountain leader!"

"The mountain leader is here!"

"Let’s see what the mountain leader said!"

But Li Zexuan heard that Li Er had come to the academy, so he got out of the

office, and as soon as he arrived on the playground, he saw Yuchi Baolin

hitting the ball and kicking off the goal!

This scene is a bit familiar. He saw 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 his teammate's kick-off in the midfield and

then scored with a strong arc. Yes, Yuchi Baolin is even more ruthless. He

shoots directly at the kick-off, which makes people completely caught off

guard!

"The minister has seen your majesty!"

In any case, Li Er is a monarch, and his courtier can't not salute when he

sees it.

"Don't be polite! Li Zexuan, tell me, is this ball counted?"

Li Er waved his hand and asked casually.

Li Zexuan raised his head and replied: "Of course, Your Majesty, as long as

the goal is scored, it is considered a goal, no matter how it is!"

Li Er was not angry. He nodded and said, "Okay, I see, the game will continue!

Mo Zhong, if you don't have a good goal, I will let Mr. Yan deduct your

monthly salary for this month!"

Yan Silu is the dean of the academy, and at the same time the chief steward of

the academy, in charge of everyone's salary.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The face of the ink clock was bitter, and my heart was also crying.

Li Zexuan smiled, walked to the side of Pang Feiji and Cheng Chumo, and said:

"Play well, let your majesty see the style of the football team of the Lower

Academy. If you win, each will reward 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...I rely on~! Shanchang, what you said is true~?"

Cheng Chumo's eyes widened, incredulously.

"Of course it's true, come on, ugly!"

This guy was quick to talk, "Come on" was said, and Cheng Chumo was a little

confused.

"Wocao~! Long mountain, don't bring this! Why can they win football~?"

Li Tai outside the court yelled that it was unfair. If it weren't for martial

arts, the little fat man would definitely roll up his sleeves at this moment,

saying that he has to come up and play a game!

Li Zexuan didn't bother to care about him, turned around and wanted to retreat

off the court.

"Master~www.mtlnovel.com~ why don't you come and kick it?"

Tiedan ran over and whispered.

Most of the people on the court are better than him in martial arts, and he

thinks he is a little bit behind.

"No, you continue to play! Remember, even Kung Fu football needs to use your

brain. The goal of Baolin just now is a living example~!"

If he is a martial arts master and abuses the opponent, Li Er will be sure to

give him small shoes in the future, so he patted the iron egg on the shoulder,

first refused, and then said seriously.

This was also 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's eyes rolled and answered thoughtfully.

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(End of this chapter)