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"Slowly!" Jiang Xiaoran immediately stopped them, then tiptoed and stuck her ear close to Song Ziyang's ear and whispered some words.

"Senior Brother, do you really not know how to play football?"

"Don't worry, I'm confident!"

"Seems so!"

"Then why? Isn't this intentionally making things difficult for the new students? "

"Wang Er, am I going to kick him now?"

Seeing that Wang Er did not seem to mind at all, and did not seem to be worried at all, Song Ziyang kindheartedly reminded him.

"A noob like you, I can take it with one hand!" Wang Er was not bragging. He and his brother Wang were most likely members of the teams in the academy, so dribbling the ball was as smooth as walking a normal person.

Although Song Ziyang did not know what was Little White, he knew that it was not a good thing to say.

He just stood there with his right foot raised behind him.

At this moment.

"Pah!"

The kick was neither painful nor itchy, just like an elegant scholar who was unable to move while kicking. The white football couldn't even fly into the air, and slowly rolled towards Wang Er on the grass.

"Hahahaha!"

"Am I seeing things!?"

"You call this kicking ball!?"

For a time, all kinds of mocking and ridiculing voices could be heard.

Even Wang Er who was standing at the entrance of the ball door directly laid down on the grass with a smile, looking at the ball that was slowly rolling over, he directly used his pinky to lightly hold it back.

Miracle did not happen.

When Jiang Xiaoran saw this, she was so angry that she almost stomped her feet. In her opinion, even if his senior brother didn't know how to kick the ball, the power that could cause a spiderweb on the concrete wasn't something that Wang Er could defend against, right?

But what the hell was this? This was the first time she had seen someone shoot like this.

"It's your turn."

While Wang Er was still lying on the ground, clutching his stomach and laughing, Song Ziyang had already walked to the door of the ball field, as if everything was normal, and reminded him.

"Alright, alright, alright. I'll go right now. Hahaha, I'll definitely show mercy!"

Finally getting up from the grass, Wang Er looked at Liang Chao who was on the side and could not help but be startled.

There was no smile on Liang Chao's face. Instead, he was frowning, as if he couldn't figure out what was going on.

But he understood that Liang Chao's gesture was for him to use his full strength!

He put on a smile and solemnly stood at the penalty spot, lightly spinning his ankle and warming up for the upcoming kick.

Since he had Liang Chao's instructions, of course Wang Er would immediately bring out his skills.

"Look, this Wang Er seems to be coming straight to the point!"

Seeing Wang Er suddenly change from his previous smiling face, the surrounding students all started to get excited.

In Tianhong Middle School, everyone knew the three big shots of football.

The first one would of course be the Sports Master, Liang Chao.

Not only was he famous in the school, but many of the players outside knew him.

The instructors at the national level had all come to ask Liang Chao to join their team and bring honor to their country.

But because of the unique nature of his identity, Liang Chao did not agree.

Not only the National Football Team, but also the national basketball team, the badminton team, the table tennis team …

Wait a minute.

He had been invited by many of the big shots at the national level who were involved in sports.

They all returned in disappointment.

He was the school's sports star, and he deserved it.

Speaking of which, his follower: the two Wang brothers.

Under his tutelage, he also had a place in the school football team.

That was why there was such a huge reaction.

"Song Ziyang, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you know what's good for you, walk far away yourself. I won't show any mercy!"

Wang Er really did remind them out of good intentions, and everyone around them knew the reason why he was famous.

This was because his leg strength far exceeded that of an ordinary person.

When the soccer ball cut off the grass on the lawn and aggressively rushed towards Song Ziyang …

Many of the surrounding students could not help but scream out!

The grass in the air didn't look like it was kicking a ball.

It was more like a strong tornado that swept the grass on the ground.

However, the tornado was not perpendicular to the ground, but rather parallel to it.

However …

Under this kind of pressure, even though the person in question had a serious face, he was still calm and collected.

What resounded in Song Ziyang's mind, was Wang Er's previous kick-up stance.

It was a very ingenious kick, causing an ordinary football to spin rapidly from top to bottom.

This way, he would have an even more powerful impact.

At this moment.

In Song Ziyang's eyes, it didn't look like a football, but more like a rhinoceros charging at full strength.

This kind of skill did not make Song Ziyang feel afraid in the slightest. Instead, his eyes were filled with a hint of interest.

It turned out that a simple soccer ball actually had such a technique.

Not only could this thing be used on a soccer ball, it could also possibly cause his inner strength to have such an impact.

In Song Ziyang's mind, he was even already imagining how he would be able to circulate the inner strength in his body so that it would be like adding wings to a tiger.

"Why isn't he moving?!"

"Exactly! Is he already scared silly? "

"..."

Just as Song Ziyang was still trying to figure out how to use his inner strength, the ball was already close to his face.

If you let this ball really hit you in the face.

The result would most likely be a concussion!

Outside, Liang Chao looked at the motionless Song Ziyang with some suspicion.

To him, this person that he thought was extraordinary was definitely not an ordinary person like how he looked.

That was why he got the two brothers, Wang Da and Wang Er, to deliberately probe him out.

From the looks of it, could it be that he was overthinking it?

Was this Song Ziyang really just an honest normal person?

This is bad!

Seeing that the ball was about to hit Song Ziyang ruthlessly, Liang Chao felt bad in his heart.

Although he did not want Song Ziyang to be injured, at this distance, even if he wanted to help, it would be too late.

Now, he could only resign himself to fate, and hope that Song Ziyang had great luck.