C192 Extremely Rich and Powerful

Young Master Zheng returned to the classroom. If he had gone back in the past, who knew how many people would laugh at him? Right now, he was the savior of Class 12, and under the influence of the football match, Class 12 was bursting with pride.

Seeing the swollen face of the Young Master Zheng, one by one, they came over and asked with concern.

Pei Soong, Fei Loong and Hei Dan, who were filled with righteous indignation, came over to say that they would like to teach the fellow who beat Young Master Zheng a lesson.

Young Master Zheng kept quiet, not saying a word about the time he was beaten up. He sat beside Jiang Wuchen and said emotionally: "Brother Chen."

"Hmm, why didn't you apply some medicine on it?" Jiang Wuchen said.

Young Master Zheng said, "The reason why there are people with the intention to invent something, the reason why I left the scars on my face, is also to show my willingness! Don't worry Brother Chen, in terms of Dragon Slaying Platform, I will definitely not lose face for you.

"Alright, go ahead and learn." Jiang Wuchen said.

"Oh." Young Master Zheng obediently lowered her head and started to read seriously.

Zheng Guohsing wandered around the school for a while, not trusting his son. He quietly went to the classroom to watch, and when he saw Young Master Zheng lying down to write, he was so excited that tears fell from his eyes.

In the afternoon football match, it could be considered a miracle for Class 12 to reach this stage. They had passed through all the stages of the competition and entered the top three.

The top three classes were Class 12, Class 24, and Class 18.

Class 18 was the same as Class 12, they were the biggest dark horse this year. The reason they could become dark horses was due to the help of a few students.

These few students had arrived at the same time as Jiang Wuchen. These guys were of extraordinary status and had the background of a society. No one dared to offend them.

The battle between Class 12 and Class 18 in the afternoon was bound to be an eye-catching one.

Each team that could enter the top three wanted to fight for the first spot. After a few months of training, the combat prowess of Class 12 had also increased by an astonishing amount.

At three in the afternoon, the west football field, the big and small seats were filled with students. On the platform, the school leaders and the School Leader s had also appeared, indicating the importance of this competition, which had gained the attention of the school leaders.

The teachers of the school's PE teaching and research department were also full of energy. They checked the field, sprinkled water, and gathered the coaches for a meeting, and so on.

The students of Class 12 and Class 18 were already in place. The football players were standing around in their respective players' areas, and today Class 12 was wearing a white jersey. In the top three, the school's snack bar started sponsoring the jersey, which was custom-made from an Adidas store near the school, with a small supermarket advertisement on the back.

Every class had a lot of substitutes, and Class 12 originally had only one member. As the competition progressed, some bookworms were willing to join as well, so the current substitutes seats already had five people including Jiang Wuchen.

In the stands, under the leadership of Zhong Zhenzhen and LEE Lee, the girls of Class 12 were cheering loudly, wearing extremely short skirts. It had also become a beautiful scenery.

On the other side, the students of Class 24 had all come to watch the match. Tang Wenru had also pulled Wang Yanqiu and Yuan Ci and sat on the substitutes' bench. She had seen football before and had never paid attention to Jiang Wuchen before.

He had thought that this fellow was incredible, but to think that he was just a substitute.

Being able to reach this level in Class 12 was truly not easy.

"Substitute team, move the water!" The football team leader Pei Soong shouted loudly. Other than Jiang Wuchen, a few substitutes obediently ran to the entrance, and carried a large amount of mineral water, vitamin drinks, and chocolates out of the minivan in the small supermarket.

The medical doctor from the school's infirmary also arrived. Beside him was an ambulance. It acted like it was more regular and professional.

On the stage, Zheng Guohsing was excitedly looking at his son who was freely moving around. At the moment, Young Master Zheng was in the middle of training his throwing technique, he skillfully threw one penalty ball after another.

Zhang Dong, who was beside him, smiled and said, "Mr. Zheng, your young master seems to have the bearing of a Kassilias."

"Is that so? "Hehe, I think he's more like Buffon!"

"Hmm? "Oh, it really does look like it. Aiya, Mr. Zheng, you are truly an insightful person." Zhang Dong flattered.

"Let's begin. I can't wait to start. Oh, right, what's the prize money for a competition like this?"

"Uh, the school's funds are all spent on education. This kind of activity, it's only worth a few tens of thousands."

"What?" So little? "That's not good enough." Zheng Guohsing slapped the table and said: "I will take out one million as a reward! First to third place will have a share of it. "

A few School Leader s who were on the platform immediately clapped happily.

Zhang Dong gave him a thumbs up. "Exercise is also a form of education. I didn't expect Zheng Dong to support us so much. We should have informed you of this long ago."

"Let's begin." Zheng Guohsing suppressed the excitement in his heart and said.

With a glance from Mr. Zhang, the match started immediately.

The two players stepped onto the field and the match began with a whistle.

Pei Soong passed the ball back and then ran forward. This time, they did the tactics for Class 18 and adopted the agile tactics, mainly to coordinate with each other, to effectively push forward.

The bodies of the players from Class 18 were extremely sturdy, obviously stronger than the players from Class 12. After coming up, they started to forcefully snatch them, but under Hei Dan's lead, Class 12's defenses were very experienced, they quickly passed the ball down, and they didn't have the time to pass the ball back to the goalkeeper.

Young Master Zheng took the ball and kicked it away.

"What a good ball!" Zheng Guohsing said excitedly.

"Even Buffon might not be able to reach the strength of this kick. Look at this kick, it's very high and it's floating. The speed of the kick is very fast, eh? There was even a drop in front of him. Oh god, he just happened to find the striker.

This passing consciousness, strength, speed, tsk tsk, your son is amazing! "

"Hahaha, hee hee hee." Zheng Guohsing was grinning from ear to ear.

When the ball reached under Pei Soong's feet, Pei Soong forced his head to move forward, but in the end, the other party used his scissors to scoop the end of the ball into the air, allowing the interesting showdown to begin.

Jiang Wuchen sat at the side of the field and watched.

The danger had appeared in the 30th minute. Hei Dan accidentally passed the ball and was intercepted by the other party's forward, three to one! In an instant, he had left Hei Dan behind.

On the stage, Zheng Guohsing's heart was thumping frantically, he then stood up and pointed at Hei Dan and cursed: "Idiot, how the hell are you going to shoot the ball! "Ahhh!"

Number Ten brought the ball outside of the restricted area and suddenly kicked. He didn't shoot, but to distract the goalkeeper's attention, he passed the ball to Number Seven behind him. Number Seven then shot with his foot.

The kick had hit the blind spot of the goal, and Young Master Zheng had already appeared, so the ball was unstoppable.

Everyone thought that this ball would definitely go in, but unexpectedly, Young Master Zheng's body was agile like a shadow, running past at a speed faster than the ball's speed. With a jump, his little fist, which carried a large glove, struck the ball and it flew away.