Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"Fuck!" Seeing Fang Lin quickly running in front of him from more than ten meters away, the member of the sports school team who was carrying the ball was startled and quickly passed the ball out! It was transmitted in the opposite direction from Fang Lin.

Bang!

His pass was so powerful that the football flew out quickly!

But Fang Lin seemed to have violated the limits of the human body, and his speed increased a lot again. In an instant, he chased the ball from the opposite direction of where it flew and intercepted it!

Everyone present was stunned, and they all stood on the spot dumbfounded!

Fang Lin took the ball and ran towards the opponent's goal from the side. At the same time, he waved to Chen Feng who was standing stupidly in the midfield: "Hurry up and attack!"

Fang Lin was running, and the football was following him. With just a few casual touches, the ball followed Fang Lin's side as if it was tied to a thread.

Everyone was shocked again. This dribbling technique is definitely world-class!

Chen Feng woke up belatedly, a surprised and happy smile broke out on his face, and he ran away!

He didn't forget Fang Lin's instructions and approached the opponent's goal!

But he was a little worried. After all, there were at least three defenders in front of Fang Lin. Even though Fang Lin was very fast, he didn't need to be fast to break through the defenders.

Wei Tingxuan also felt that it was a bit difficult for Fang Lin to break through from the wing alone. He suppressed his inner wonder and quickly pressed forward with other midfielders, planning to respond.

Two of the three defensive players from the sports school team came to intercept Fang Lin. There were also two players from the sports school team chasing him behind him, and he was about to be surrounded by four people!

Chen Feng waved anxiously and shouted: "Pass the ball, pass it quickly!"

Fang Lin didn't seem to hear it, and ran forward with his head buried, not paying attention to the enemy's defenders, as if he was turning a blind eye.

Seeing that the four people were about to double-team Fang Lin, everyone stopped and looked over.

"Could it be that Fang Lin was lying when he said he couldn't play football? Does he have any other superb skills?" Wei Tingxuan was looking forward to it.

actually

Fang Lin really doesn't know how to play football, but he is a cultivator and his speed is definitely much faster than ordinary people. He doesn't even dare to use his full strength, otherwise he will be regarded as an alien by these people.

As for his dribbling skills, the reason why he is able to keep the football with him while running fast is because he is using his energy to pull the football.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is the art of controlling objects mastered by practicing Huilong Jue.

Therefore, he doesn't have any extraordinary skills at all. He doesn't understand the Marseille slalom at all.

But this does not affect his sudden advance, he only needs to take the ball and avoid the opponent.

Just when the four opponents were about to surround him, he suddenly changed direction, took the ball and ran away in the other direction.

It's like playing a game of avoidance. He just needs to avoid people. As for football, he doesn't have to worry about it!

"Damn, this breakthrough..." Everyone's heart is full of horses galloping, and there is nothing weird about his way of kicking. Why is the trajectory of football so erratic?

The Black Panthers were all stunned, and the sports school team was terrified!

They quickly organized their defense again, but they couldn't even touch the corners of Fang Lin's clothes!

"Damn it, I can't stop it. This kid can't get the ball at all, and he can turn on his own? Am I dazzled?"

"Maybe I'm as dazzled as you are!"

Three seconds later, Fang Lin reached the bottom line of the opponent's penalty area.

The goalkeeper stared at Fang Lin and rushed towards Fang Lin!

Fang Lin took a kick, but did not shoot. Instead, he passed the ball to Chen Feng in front of the completely empty goal.

The goalkeeper immediately pounced at his feet.

"Go on!" Fang Lin laughed and looked at Chen Feng.

When Chen Feng saw the football being passed, he didn't think much and almost made a decision.

The one who knew it would shoot angrily.

After all, he is a center that Wei Tingxuan has high hopes for. Is there any reason why he can't hit an empty goal?

The football hit the net immediately!

From the midfield to the backcourt, from the steal to the shot, it only took more than ten seconds!

Everyone was stunned on the spot.

Wei Tingxuan strode over and punched Fang Lin on the chest: "You also said you can't play football!"

Fang Lin chuckled and said, "Just playing around."

Wei Tingxuan thought Fang Lin was being modest, and said excitedly: "Your footwork is amazing, isn't it? Can you teach me?"

He really loves football. If his family didn't have tens of billions waiting for him to inherit, I'm afraid he would have planned to make football a career.

Fang Lin shook his head and said, "Forget it, you can't learn this thing."

After a round of cheers, the ball kicked off again.

The sports school team restrained their impetuous attitude this time, and everyone began to take it seriously.

They even re-arranged their defense and moved all their defensive focus to Fang Lin. As soon as the ball kicked off, three people completely surrounded Fang Lin and restricted his movements.

But even so, football soon came to Fang Lin's feet again.

Then, a similar scene happened again!

Seeing that he couldn't defend himself, a player from the sports school team looked fierce and fell to the ground with a flying tackle!

Bang!

Unfortunately, he didn't tackle the ball, but Fang Lin's leg.

Fang Lin ran away without incident, as if that kick was like an insignificant feather to him.

But the player who released the shovel hugged his feet and howled miserably. He felt pain in his toes, as if he had kicked a big rock!

"Chen Feng, continue!"

Arriving in front of the goal, after bypassing the goalkeeper, Fang Lin passed the ball to Chen Feng again.

Chen Feng is not so excited this time

He moved, and after scoring the goal, he smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Fang, you can just shoot the ball if you can. You stood on the goal line and passed the ball to me, which made me very embarrassed."

Fang Lin also felt that this seemed a bit pretentious, scratched his head and laughed, "I want you to show off more in front of your sweetheart. Why don't you understand my good intentions?"

The second half ended quickly with the sports school team's self-doubt, and the final score was 4:15.

Fang Lin led the team and scored 15 goals.

In addition to the first two goals kicked in by Chen Feng, he also passed the ball to Wei Tingxuan and others several times, allowing them to shoot once or twice and feel the thrill of scoring goals.

Wei Tingxuan said with satisfaction: "Today's football match was really fun."

Although he didn't have to pay for the one million bonus, he was so happy that he still gave the sports school team 100,000 yuan to comfort their injured hearts.

After all, they are still students, and they were hit hard today.

With the encouragement of everyone, Chen Feng took out the diamond ring that he had prepared and came to Miao Miao, intending to propose.

"Wow! Miaomiao, Chen Feng is proposing to you! This is so romantic!" Guoguo danced beside her.

Miao Miao also didn't expect that Chen Feng would propose suddenly. She was surprised and happy, and was a little caught off guard.

Just when she was about to agree, the phone in her bag suddenly rang at an inappropriate time.

"Whose phone number is it? Don't worry about it for now." Guoguo stood aside and couldn't wait to see the happy moments of her best friend.

Miaomiao shook her head and said, "It's my mother's, I'll take it first."

She smiled apologetically at Chen Feng and answered the phone.

The next moment, her originally joyful face suddenly disappeared, her eyes turned red, as if she had been stimulated by something, and her whole person lost her aura.

"What's wrong?" Chen Feng noticed something was wrong, stood up, and asked with concern.

Miaomiao's eyes were empty and she said blankly: "My dad...is dead..."