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In the instant that the Pill consumed it, its four eyes felt that its four limbs and bones were filled with power, and its entire body became stiff. It had the feeling that even though it was at its most critical of moments, it was still able to keep its fire.

He had never experienced this kind of feeling before. He had been weak since childhood and had developed a physical body during his middle school years. In the end, he had met a group of students who had bad habits and taught him how to shoot.

It was normal for him to shoot, but the key point was that he did not control himself. He would roll for more than a dozen times a day, causing his hands and feet to go limp and his mental strength to weaken.

In the end, his body didn't grow, and his studies also came to an end. Fortunately, he had some money at home, so he sent him to Zi Luolan, hoping to completely change him.

When he arrived, the four eyes of the Violet Roland were bullied all day, he was trembling with fear, and did not dare to greet the beautiful lady even when he saw her. He continued to secretly shoot.

It was unknown when his body had stopped being tough, but it had become soft and drooped down to the ground for thousands of miles.

This made him feel even more inferior and in pain. He had never experienced such a strong moment in his life. The hot blood in his body was flowing very fast. His self-confidence was bursting, and it felt even better than being drunk.

"I'm going on stage, let me do it!" Four eyes shouted.

At this moment, Fei Loong on the stage was knocked to the ground by the number five Zhang Mos and was rolling on the ground.

The main coach was a bit hesitant. Fei Loong was a main force in the middle court, if he was switched, the middle court would be finished. Could this skinny guy, who was like a bean sprout, play a key role?

"Coach, let me do it. Even if it's a tiger, I can still kill it with a single punch!" Four Eyes stood up and roared.

"Alright, I'll bet on your enthusiasm." The main coach immediately called for a temporary halt, changing Fei Loong and Four Eyes for another person to adjust.

Seeing that his four eyes had been switched over, Pei Soong scolded loudly, "Hey, are you kidding me!? If you put him in, we'd be done for in midfield. How did you become the head coach? "AHH!" Stupid, right? Ah!

The main coach rolled his eyes in anger. This Pei Soong was too much, and not only was his usual overbearing and overbearing attitude, he actually insulted in front of so many people in the semi-finals.

"Pei Soong, shut up!" The coach put his hands on his hips and made a strategy of changing tactics and counterattack.

Pei Soong could not help but want to curse, "F * ck, it's been 80 minutes already, everyone is tired like a dog, can you really defend and retaliate? What f * * king head coach are you, you idiot! "

The coach was so angry that his blood pressure skyrocketed. His face was ashen, and he pretended not to hear anything.

The match began with Class 12's Outer World Ball. Hei Dan immediately threw the ball to Young Master Zheng, who caught it and opened up a big foot.

Pei Soong caught the ball, placed it in front of him, and charged over as Zhang Mos rushed over. He then shoveled Pei Soong down to the ground, and the ball rolled far away.

Who would have thought that at this critical moment, the four eyes that had just entered the arena were like a wild donkey that had escaped its restraints? Their speed was astounding, and they'd instantly snatched the ball to their feet.

"Hahaha, this feels so good!" The four eyes were excited as they screamed out loudly. They immediately began carrying their plates. Their legs moved as fast as the wind. The few defense team members beside them were immediately thrown off by him.

"Damn, who are these Four-Eyed Young Men?" "How could you be so fast?"

"Old Fourth, knock him down!" The bald Chen Chao shouted.

Zhang Mos got up from the ground and plunged forward in hot pursuit, but he couldn't catch up to Four Eyes. He could only follow behind and eat the dirt. He watched as Four Eyes broke into the opponent's restricted area and formed a single blade.

Everyone was shocked. This was the best opportunity, a single sword ball!

Pei Soong's eyes were wide opened, and on the platform, he had his hands over his head, looking nervous.

The members of Class 12's stadium, as well as the spectators below the field, all had their mouths wide open.

"I won't let you succeed." Zhang Mos suddenly placed a shovel behind him, immediately shoveling his four eyes to the ground. The referee, who was sweating profusely, immediately blew his whistle.

He had initially accepted the benefits of Class 18 in this match, wanting to turn a blind eye to it. However, the leaders on the main platform were all present. If things went wrong, he might lose his job.

Plus, this time, Zhang Mos' foul was too obvious. He didn't touch the ball at all, he was just running towards someone.

The penalty kick was indisputable. Furthermore, he had to show a red card to Momos!

The referee did the same, and the members of Class 18 immediately surrounded him, asking for an explanation.

However, the referee's verdict was very firm. Zhang Mos really did violate the rules. He hugged his legs and howled on the ground like a pig being butchered.

Pei Soong and Hei Dan went over to argue with the opposing players and were about to fight.

The referee displayed several yellow cards in succession in a fit of anger. Only then did he manage to calm the fury of both parties, and Zhang Mos was sent off the stage regretfully.

A penalty kick!

This ball was too important. Who would be the one to give the penalty? Pei Soong was very nervous at this moment. He was the fastest forward in his team, but unfortunately, his shooting skills were very ordinary.

His techniques were ordinary, but those of others were even more so.

"Let me do it." Young Master Zheng walked over.

Everyone turned to look at him without any objections.

Pei Soong went over and patted his shoulder, "Young Master Zheng, it's up to you."

"Yes." Young Master Zheng nodded and hugged his teammates as he shook their hands.

"My son is going to score a penalty?" Zheng Guohsing was so excited that he wanted to jump onto the table, "Son, son!" he shouted.

Chairman Zhang quickly pulled him back, "Zheng Dong, keep a low profile. Don't let others know, go back and question your son's ability. "

"Oh, right." Zheng Guohsing immediately sat down, took out the nitroglycerin and placed it in his mouth to prevent his blood pressure from soaring.

The Young Master Zheng arranged the ball properly and retreated a few steps to the arc of the restricted area.

The referee at the side signaled all the players to retreat outside the restricted area. Following the sound of a whistle, Young Master Zheng to the side ran and gave him a violent kick.

The ball went straight to the corner.

"It's in!" "Yea."

The students of Class 12 embraced each other as they celebrated this golden goal. The members of Class 18 were all filled with regret.

Number 10's main force, Chen Chao, encouraged them, "There are still ten minutes. Time is enough. Brothers, let's not get one, but two! Do your best!"

"Good luck."

As they continued to kick, Class 18's offense became even fiercer.

The most critical moment was the explosion of the small universe with his four eyes. He had forcefully stolen the ball from the feet of Chen Chao, who was ranked 10, and passed it to Pei Soong.

At this moment, Pei Soong felt as if he had been shot a shot through the heart.

A few of the defenders behind him were forcibly pulled away. After bringing the ball to the restricted area, a kick was fired, and the ball was pounced on by the goalkeeper.

Following closely behind was a four-eyed man who seized the best opportunity. With a single Head Ball, he was like a lion that had thrown its head, immediately throwing the ball into the goal.