Since I am Dasha Chun

Chapter 167 Fighting against the Devils

On that day, the sky was clear and the National Super Cup football match attracted thousands of people. The scene was in a state of excitement.

Everyone in the Shaolin team was excited after they came out of the lounge.

The same goes for Su San. The last time he encountered such a scene was when he faced the Hengtai team, but at that time there were not many fans cheering for his team and they only watched Gao Ran.

This time is different, although most of them are to watch the Devils, but through a series of hard work, the Shaolin team still gained nearly half of the fans.

There is no other reason, the Shaolin team's goal is so wonderful, this game has brought the national football enthusiasm to a new level.

The Devil team members looked calm, as if they were used to this kind of scene.

When the two teams shook hands and took their positions, the Shaolin team's eyes were attracted to the golden championship trophy on the upper right side of the court.

Although Su San held a trophy that was bigger and more impressive than that one, but that was just an outward appearance, and it couldn't be real, but this trophy was a genuine championship trophy, and it was made by one ball after another!
"Boss, how many goals do you want to win today?" A younger brother said while lighting a cigar to the boss in a suit and sunglasses.

The big guy took a sip of his cigar, exhaled the smoke, and said slowly: "You don't have to score goals to win, I have a more exciting way."

This sentence made the bald boy next to him gasp.

The coach of the Shaolin team dragged his lame leg with a ham sausage in his mouth, and sat beside him step by step, watching the next game.

What needs to be said has been said before the game. He is like a teacher, waiting for students with excellent grades to give him a satisfactory answer. He believes that the championship trophy at the top must belong to him!

"Shhhhh!"

With a whistle, the Shaolin team kicked off.

Ah Xing and Su San took the lead, swung their arms and ran forward.

Ah Xing dribbled the ball, but was suddenly interfered by a member of the Devils team, and then the football was kicked to the backcourt of the Shaolin team. Fortunately, their forwards had no chance to score. The second senior brother jumped up high and passed the ball to Fat Zai Cong. underfoot.

Fat Zaicong stopped the ball steadily, and then dribbled the ball and was about to go deep. Suddenly, a young man with an expressionless face stopped in front of him, and just blocked Fat Zaicong's way.

so fast?The location is still chosen so well?

Fatty Cong was a little surprised.

It's okay, watch me float on the water with Qinggong? !
He clamped the ball between his legs, and then with one move, he leaped high into the air, leaping past the enemy team's youth and passing one person gracefully.

Then Fat Zai Cong passed the ball to Ah Xing's feet.

Azing caught the ball and immediately moved forward with the football.

He seemed to have crossed mountains and seas, and then mountains and seas of people, through boundless jungles, and turbulent rivers, and finally came to the Devils restricted area.

Axing's eyes were like lightning, staring at the long-haired goalkeeper No. 21 in front of the Devils' goal. He found the opportunity and shot the football under his feet. The football drew a beautiful arc and quickly shot towards the goalkeeper's blind spot.

"Good shot!" The lame coach on the sidelines bit off the sausage in his mouth and exclaimed.

Only Su San saw that something was wrong.

Even though the football was like a cheetah driving hard into the Devils goal, it was attached with Ah Xing's full confidence and explosive internal strength.

"Oh!"

what?
The long-haired goalkeeper on the opposite side raised his hand easily and directly blocked the football in his hand.

The coach who was just about to celebrate excitedly stood up.

what happened?

This guy has such power?
Can he resist Ah Xing's full shot?
You know, Ah Xing used a football to dent a cement brick wall?

The long-haired goalkeeper No. 21 is still calm and relaxed. He has his right hand on his waist and the ball in his left hand. His expression is relaxed, as if he is posing.

Seeing this, Ah Xing also posed a pose, and he must not lose his momentum, is this the truth?

The goalkeeper slowly threw the ball directly to Ah Xing's feet, then pointed his right hand at Ah Xing, making a seducing gesture, which meant asking him to come over.

Ah Xing opened his mouth wide, a little puzzled, he looked around, and the defenders who had double-teamed him were watching the show at the side.

A No. 9 Devils player even made a gesture of inviting him to shoot.

Everyone in the Shaolin team was stunned by the actions of the devil team. What confidence do they have?
Ah Xing also paid attention to it. His eyes were focused and he stared straight ahead. He used his internal energy to move towards the upper left corner of the opposite goal, and then took a shot.

The football rises rapidly, and then draws a standard banana arc, heading straight to the upper left corner of the Devils goal.

"Shh!"

The No. 21 goalkeeper directly held the goal with his right hand and hit the post. He caught the football firmly with his left hand and did not let him enter the goal.

"Pfft!"

He let go of his grip on the goal and fell down.

The goal was directly pinched and deformed by him.

He threw the football at Ah Xing's feet again.

He assumed the same posture as before, provocatively letting Axing shoot again.

Seeing this, Ah Xing became angry. He gathered all his inner strength into the legs of Vajra, then ran forward to accumulate strength, and shot from the most comfortable angle.

The air gathered on the football lifted the grass on the lawn, and then surged towards the Devils goal.

"Oh!"

The No. 21 goalkeeper hugged the football with both hands, and the airflow caused by stopping the ball blocked the surrounding photographers and took a step back.

"Impossible!" The uncle coach murmured.

Brother Xiong, the boss in the stands, also nodded with a smile on his face.

"I didn't expect the new drugs in the United States to be so powerful!" he exclaimed.

"There is also verification, circumstantial evidence, and all the sponsors and co-organizers are all my people. How can you fight me?!" He said with an invincible expression.

The No. 21 goalkeeper took the football, and then directly bent over to charge.

"Ah!" With a roar, he threw the football towards the Shaolin team.

"call out!"

The football rushed straight towards the fourth senior brother, the goalkeeper of the Shaolin team.

"Oh!"

The football directly knocked the fourth senior brother backward and fell to the ground.

"ah!"

Fortunately, he straightened up and stood up, but his hands were shaking slightly, as if he had endured huge pain.

The football also rolled to the feet of the opposite striker.

The Devils forward had a gloomy face, staring at the fourth senior brother and making a playful mockery.

Seeing this, the fourth senior brother stretched out his finger and provocatively let them shoot at will.

"Oh!"

The Devils didn't hesitate and immediately took a shot.

The strength of the football directly overturned the lawn, and shot towards the fourth senior brother fiercely.

Where is football, it is clearly shells.

"Oh!"

There was another impact, and the whole football knocked the fourth senior brother far away.

"Snapped!"

The flying fourth senior brother directly hit the top post of his own goal before falling down.

"Oh!"

The sound of falling reached the ears of Su San who rushed over.

Too bad, the fourth senior brother was seriously injured.

Fuck, are you taking stimulants?
This shit is directly taking the T-virus, right? We didn't come to the main god space, did the guys from the devil team unlock the gene lock?
The fourth senior brother spun around and got up, then put his left hand behind his back, and shouted loudly towards his Shaolin teammates with his right hand: "No problem!"

After speaking, he clenched his fists tightly.

(End of this chapter)