Silent Crown Chapter 194: Who is shameless
"Ah!"
Her ridiculous fist slammed into the bridge of James's nose, easily piercing the hot flames, violent winds, and the lava armor around James.
It's as simple and easy as inserting a shovel into the soil.
Boom!
James' eyes went dark, and the man turned on his back and fell to the ground, as if hitting an iron wall. In the severe pain, he opened his eyes blankly, but didn't understand what was going on.
Could it be that I was overturned by a little girl?
"No, this is not right..."
He rubbed his numb face, looked up dullly, and then saw Bai Xi in front of him.
In this thick water vapor, he vaguely saw Bai Xi facing him in a strange posture.
That posture looked unclear, it seemed to have some profound meaning and terrible power.
"Ah, ah! ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, da, da, da, da, da da!
She screamed strangely, rushed forward, and put another punch in James' face.
The defense was like paper, and it was beaten through again. James' eyes went dark and fell to the ground again. Bai Xi cruelly stepped on the ground, punching and kicking.
The tricks look decent, but they are unstructured and clumsy.
If you are seen by a warrior in the east, you will surely become angry and clear the door for the clumsy imitator, the goalkeeper of the division.
It can be used here, but it's unexplainable.
The wave of'calling danglement' was wrapped around Bai Xi's palm, like a hammer, continuously shattering his defenses with Bai Xi's movements.
No matter whether it is a storm enchantment or lava armor, fire and frost are all useless.
That is the talent at the top of the changing faction, the turbulent force in the blood of the dragon vein. Compared with it, the combined music score of James's several people is almost like a three-legged cat.
In front of it, in addition to its own power. All other movements can hardly maintain their own structure, and can only collapse themselves in that frenzied turmoil.
It's almost impossible to fight back.
In the end, Bai Xi's hand hurt, so he drew a wrench from under the skirt and smashed it directly with the wrench.
James can't even make a call anymore.
In the audience. Everyone waited with bated breath. Looking at the thick water vapor.
Amidst the dancing whiteness, only a terrible loud noise can be heard, followed by a big earthquake.
At the end, a thawed football pitifully rolled out of the mist.
Following a short jog, she looked relaxed and calm, like a little girl with nothing happened.
Behind her, the water vapor gradually dissipated, revealing that she was lying on the ground, her nose and face swollen. Like James stepped on by a group of mammoths.
What is going on here?
"Isn't it right?"
"James is lying down?"
There was a hustle and bustle in the crowded audience, and even the students of the Change Academy were stunned, their voices dumbed, and they couldn't make a sound.
In the end, everyone looked at the Change Academy with strange eyes:
"Could it be that those just now were all the same?"
In this regard, the School of Change is also completely at a loss. I don't know how to refute it.
Who could have imagined the offensive to defeat the Music History Department with full confidence. You actually broke the sand in the hands of a little girl?
Just when everyone was stunned, Bai Xi trot and kicked the ball, crossing most of the field.
Passing through the dumbfounded players, kicking the football, ran all the way into the penalty area, and finally kicked the football into the goal.
Aside. The goalkeeper still didn't react at all. There was no way, the impact was too great. Who can guarantee that if he stops him, she won't be beaten like James?
In all the silence, Bai Xi turned his head and looked at the same petrified referee in the court:
"That counts. Did you score a goal?"
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In the stands, there was silence, but someone applauded and cheered.
"Oh, yes!"
The blond man clapped excitedly and slapped the principal beside him vigorously, "This little girl is too spiritual! I like it! Which college and which department? I don't know which master taught it, it's amazing! "
"Cough cough."
The principal coughed, glanced at this guy, and asked in a low voice: "Hermes...do you have such a free time?"
Others don’t know, but he who is in charge of the Great Enchantment doesn’t understand? That little girl is shining with the brilliance of gold coins all over her body, okay!
Wear a water-proof necklace, fire-fighting boots, and a ring of eagle wings hidden under the hair band. The pair of gloves on his hands are also the hands of a grave digger, who breaks the ground and digs the grave. Like waiting.
Even if a dog wears this set neatly, he can take care of ordinary elemental damage.
Not to mention the blood of her dragon veins.
"Oh, don't look at me like that."
Hermes covered his mouth and smiled, "After all, it's just that the music they play is too rubbish."
On the other end, Yegor's expression changed when he heard the words, and his already gloomy face became even more ugly.
"What do you mean?"
"Don't you understand what I mean?"
Hermes glanced at him and said lightly: "This kind of adaptation that has abandoned the essence is just a hysterical vent."
"'Change' is the essence of the change school.
Turn fire into water, water into wind, and wind into soil. This is a faction based on the early four-element theory.
And this symphonic poem by Liszt takes the death of the legendary hero Matepa, but goes a step further, implying that the original sin of mankind is turned into redemption, and it points to the ultimate goal of the School of Change "turning death into life" purpose. "
Speaking of this, Hermes couldn't help but sneered: "Those kids, you can't find a way, just play around, it's boring.
It's natural to lose. "
Egor's face was red and white, but he was speechless to refute.
Thinking of the identity of this guy, he could only endure a rage, sat down in silence, and looked into the field with a sullen expression.
Soon, the teacher next to the court received a message from the coach.
"Tell the bastards, if you can't win this game. Then you don't have to think about graduation this year!"
Soon, the change academy to reorganize the team temporarily applied for a five-minute timeout.
James, who was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, was also carried over. After the treatment by the chanter next to the court, he was able to move at any rate, but his eyes were still sluggish, as if he had not recovered from the shock just now. quickly. The other two graduates who were too struggling to bear the pressure of "Matepa" were replaced, and two new players played.
Seeing these guys shrink, the audience suddenly screamed. A handful of clubs have begun to take the lead in booing:
"The idiot changes to the idiot, the more you change, the more idiot!"
Since ancient times, Anglo’s style of playing has not been better. A game in a pub can cause a large-scale fight. Drunks who drink too much don’t care if you are the Avalon Mounted Police or what the hell. The same beating and burning. It is simply a cancer of public security.
I feel this feeling for the first time now, and an indescribable humiliation rises in everyone's hearts.
Being scolded like this. On the contrary, James became a lot more sober. After summoning clear water and wiping his face, his expression suddenly became extremely gloomy:
"This time, I'm afraid we are going to capsize in the gutter of the music history department..."
"Do you really want to lose?"
Several students looked at each other. Some looked down at the time and found that there was not much time left for half an hour of the game.
After all, it is not a regular ball game. There are 37 teams in total. The school has to consider the next game. It is impossible to leave them too much time.
"It seems that I can only use that trick."
James held a few companions in a circle, and drew a imaginary circle in the air with his fingers. Suddenly. My companions all changed in disguise:
"Wait, if you use this trick, even if you win, you will be scolded to **** heads, right?"
"Do you still plan to compete with them openly?"
James was furious, sad and determined: "They are shameless, we can only be more shameless than them!"
Soon, the break is over. Everyone dressed up to play. Gritting his teeth and looking at the four people on the opposite side plus a dog.
Now the Music History Department has completely shrunk the defense and gave up the midfield.
Ye Qingxuan foreseeed the next ferocious counterattack from the opposite side, and after careful discussion, he decided to defend a wave.
As a result, when the horn of the opposite Change Academy launched the general offensive, he still couldn't help being stunned.
This time it was his turn to think: something is wrong...
This time, James is still leading the ball alone. The twelve students that could be saved have formed a weird queue...
How to describe it, that formation...well, in simple terms, it forms a dynamic circle moving forward.
Yes, in the midst of the melody, these guys are carrying the strongest shield, connected to each other, forming a circle, surrounding James in the middle, and pushing the ball towards To the front.
It seems to be steadily pushing the entire formation into Ye Qingxuan's goal...
How do you play this special?
Can you not even touch the ball!
"Wait, this formation is foul!"
Ye Qingxuan was completely dumbfounded.
The referee glanced at them, calmly flipped through the rules that were still ten years ago, and shook his head:
"Although it looks like a foul~IndoMTL.com~ but it’s not written in the rules, it doesn’t matter."
Although the tactics of the Change Academy have reached a new level with shamelessness, they were forced out after all.
Besides, the rules used in the academy are the version ten years ago.
In the audience, the students who originally supported the Change Academy also suddenly screamed: It is not that they are not tolerant enough, it is that today's game continuously refreshed their downline.
So far, their lower limit has been penetrated three times in a row.
The ghost knows what moths will appear in the next game!
Say good to play football! It is said that fair play! It is said that friendship is the first!
Now, Ye Qingxuan looked at the group of **** from the Change Academy pushing toward him like iron walls, and suddenly he was a little blinded.
"Hey, who is the shameless one of us?!" (To be continued...)
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