"Ah da!"
Her ridiculous fist punched James's nose, easily penetrating the scorching flames, the violent wind, and the molten earth armor around James.
It was as simple and easy as digging a shovel into the soil.
Bang!
James' vision went dark, and he fell to the ground, as if he had hit an iron wall. In severe pain, he opened his eyes blankly, but he didn't understand what was going on.
Could it be that he was overturned by a little girl
"No, this isn't right..."
He rubbed his numb face, looked up dully, and then saw Bai Xi in front of him.
In this thick water vapor, he vaguely saw Bai Xi facing him, assuming a strange posture.
That posture looked unclear and powerful, as if it had some profound meaning and terrifying power.
"Ah da! Ah da! Ah da da da da da!!!"
She screamed strangely, rushed forward, and punched James in the face again.
The defense was like paper and was broken through again. James' vision went dark and he fell to the ground again. Bai Xi cruelly stepped on the ground, punched and kicked him.
Each of those moves looked decent, but they were disorganized and clumsy.
If a warrior from the East saw it, he would definitely be furious and replace his master with this poor imitator.
It can be used here, but it is indescribably useful.
The wave of "movement" wrapped around Bai Xi's palm, like a hammer, and continued to shatter the defense around him with Bai Xi's movements.
Whether it's storm enchantment or molten earth armor, fire and ice have no effect.
That is the talent at the top of the changing faction, the unrest power in the blood of dragon veins. Compared with it, the musical score composed by several of James's members is like a three-legged cat.
In front of it, except for its own strength, all other movements can hardly maintain their own structure, and can only collapse themselves in the frenzied turmoil.
Simply, there is no way to fight back.
In the end, Bai Xi's hand hurt from the beating, so he took out a wrench from under his skirt and smashed it with it.
James couldn't even scream anymore.
…
In the audience, everyone waited with bated breath. Look at the thick water vapor.
In the dancing whiteness, only terrible loud noises could be heard, followed by a huge earthquake.
In the end, a thawed football rolled pitifully out of the mist.
Behind him was a little girl jogging with a relaxed and calm face, like a little girl who nothing had happened.
Behind her, the water vapor gradually dissipated, revealing James lying on the ground, bruised and swollen, as if he had been stepped on by a herd of mammoths.
what 's wrong
"Isn't it right?"
"James is lying down?"
There was a burst of noise in the crowded auditorium, and even the students of the School of Change were stunned, their throats were hoarse, and they could not shout.
In the end, everyone looked at the Academy of Change with strange eyes:
"Could it be that those just now were all fake?"
In this regard, the School of Change was completely at a loss and did not know how to refute.
Who would have thought that the attack that was originally going to defeat the Leshi Department with great confidence would actually fail in the hands of a little girl
Just when everyone was stunned, Bai Xi trotted and kicked the ball across most of the field.
Passing through the stunned players, he kicked the football all the way into the penalty area, and kicked the football into the goal with his last kick.
Next to him, the goalkeeper didn't react at all. He couldn't help it, the impact was too great. Who can guarantee that if he stops him, she won't get beaten like James did
In all the silence, Bai Xi turned back and looked at the referee who was also petrified:
"This counts as a goal, right?"
…
…
There was silence in the stands, but some people clapped and cheered.
"Okay, okay!"
The blond man clapped excitedly and slapped the principal next to him vigorously, "This little girl is so spiritual! I like it! Which department of which college is she from? I don't know which master taught her, she is so amazing!"
"Ahem."
The principal coughed, glanced at this guy, and asked in a low voice: "Hermes... are you so free?"
Others don't understand, but how can he, who dominates the Great Barrier, not understand? That little girl is literally shining with the brilliance of gold coins!
Wearing a water-proof necklace on her head, fire walking boots on her feet, and a ring of eagle wings hidden under the hairband, the pair of gloves on her hands are the hands of a hard-to-find gravedigger, breaking through the earth and digging graves as easily as possible.
Even if a dog is fully dressed in this outfit, it can still treat ordinary elemental damage as if it were nothing.
Not to mention her dragon blood.
"Oh, don't look at me like that."
Hermes covered his mouth and smiled mischievously, "In the final analysis, the music they played is just too rubbish."
On the other side, Yegor's expression changed upon hearing this, 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 calmly: "This kind of adaptation that abandons the essence is just a hysterical vent."
"'Change' is the essence of the school of change. Fire is transformed into water, water is transformed into wind, and wind is transformed into earth. This is a faction born based on the early theory of the four elements. And this symphony by Liszt The poem uses the death of the legendary hero Matjepa to take the idea one step further, implying the transformation of human original sin into redemption, and directly points to the ultimate goal of the school of transformation to 'turn death into life'."
At this point, Hermes couldn't help but sneer: "Those little brats, they just play blindly when they can't even find the way. It's boring. They lose as a matter of course."
Yegor's face turned red and white, but he had no words to refute.
Thinking of this guy's identity, he could only hold back his anger, sat down silently, and looked into the field with a livid face.
Soon, the teacher next to the court received a message from the coach.
"Tell those bastards that if you can't win this game, then you don't have to think about graduating this year!"
Soon, the Changing Academy, which was regrouping, requested a temporary five-minute timeout.
James, who was beaten with a bruised nose and face, was also carried over. After being treated by a chanter next to the court, he was finally able to move, but his eyes were still dull, as if he had not recovered from the impact just now. Soon, the other two graduates who were too stressed by the pressure of "Mazepa" were replaced, and two new players came on.
Seeing these guys shrinking back, there was a wave of curses in the audience. A small group of golf clubs have already begun to take the lead in cheering:
"Idiots are replaced by idiots, and the more they change, the more idiotic they become!"
Since ancient times, Angelou's style of football has never been better. A game in a tavern can lead to large-scale brawls. Drunks who have drunk too much don't care whether you are an Avalon Mounted Police or something else. They fight the same. Smash and burn. It’s simply a cancer on public security.
Now experiencing this feeling for the first time, everyone felt unspeakable humiliation in their hearts.
After being scolded like this, James sobered up a lot. After summoning some water to wipe his face, his expression suddenly became extremely gloomy:
"This time, I'm afraid we are going to capsize in the gutter of the Music and History Department..."
"Are we really going to lose?"
Several students looked at each other, and some looked down at the time and found that half an hour of competition time was running out.
After all, it is not a regular football match. There are thirty-seven teams in total. The school also has to consider the next game, so it is impossible to leave them too much time.
"It seems that I can only use that move."
James hugged several of his companions and formed a circle, drawing a virtual circle in the air with his finger. Suddenly, all the companions’ expressions changed:
"Wait a minute, if you use this trick, you will be scolded bloody even if you win, right?"
"Are you still planning to compete openly with them?"
James was furious, with a sad and determined expression: "They are shameless, we can only be more shameless than them!"
Soon, the break was over. Everyone got ready and looked at the four people and one dog opposite with gritted teeth.
Now the Leshi team has completely withdrawn its defense and given up on the midfield.
Ye Qingxuan had a premonition of the opponent's fierce counterattack, and after careful discussion, he decided to defend.
As a result, when the clarion call came for the general attack from the Change Academy on the opposite side, he couldn't help but froze.
This time it was his turn to feel: something seemed wrong...
…
This time, James was still carrying the ball alone, but the twelve remaining students formed a strange queue...
How to describe it, that formation... Well, to put it simply, it formed a dynamic ring and moved forward.
That's right, as the melody played, these guys carried the strongest shields, connected with each other, formed a circle, surrounded James in the middle, and pushed forward with the ball.
It seems like they are steadily pushing the entire formation into Ye Qingxuan's goal...
How the hell do you still play like this
You can't even touch the ball!
"Wait a minute, this formation is illegal!"
Ye Qingxuan was completely dumbfounded.
The referee glanced at them, calmly turned over the rules in his hand that were still ten years ago, and shook his head:
"Although it looks like a foul, if it's not written in the rules, it doesn't count."
Although this tactic of Change Academy has reached a new level of shamelessness, it was forced out after all.
Besides, who knew the rules used in the academy were from ten years ago
In the audience, the students who originally supported the Change Academy suddenly started to curse: It's not that they are not tolerant enough, it's that today's game has continuously refreshed their offline rankings.
So far, their lower limit has been penetrated three times in a row.
Who knows what else will happen in the next game!
We agreed to play football! The promised fair competition! We agreed that friendship comes first!
Now, Ye Qingxuan saw the group of bastards from the Transformation Academy pushing toward him like an iron wall, and he was suddenly confused.
"Hey, which one of us is the shameless one?!"