The first elementary school student in history

Chapter 14 Kung Fu Football
By the way... is this a football game?

Zhu Weiyu was already a little numb on the bench beside him, his open mouth had never been closed.The situation on the scene is a bit scary... It's not even a problem to describe it as horror.

Have you ever seen a person who can jump two or three meters?

Have you ever seen a person knocking a person away?
Have you ever seen a guy who can kick a ball through the air in a huge arc and even almost circle the field and land at someone's feet?

...well, someone seems to be able to do it all except the last one.

Zhu Weiyu looked at the game on the scene, and his whole body was petrified.

The people in the football class are now completely exhausted in defense except for some offenses at the beginning.As soon as He Xiangu kicked the ball gracefully in the backcourt, the football flew across most of the field, which was far more terrifying than a certain Beckham's 60-meter half-court shot, and the football went straight to the dead corner of the goal.

If it weren't for Yashin's quick reaction, the goal would have been scored.

If you think that's all there is to it, you're wrong.Seeing the goalkeeper kick off the ball, the football flew towards the bald man in the midfield, but when Lu Dongbin was still a few meters away from the ground, he did not know when he came to Zidane. He flew more than two meters into the air, and then the lion shook his head. The ball was passed to Li Yingqiong's feet.

A purple light appeared behind Li Yingqiong, and then rushed towards the gate guarded by Yassin.

"Beep! Offside!"

call!so far so good!

Zhu Weiyu couldn't help but patted his chest when he saw someone who was about to single-handedly, and his heart that had been suspended just now finally fell down.

This is not the first time this has happened in this game. If it wasn't for the fact that the guys from the Cultivation Academy didn't cooperate and were so arrogant, they might have fallen behind 10-0.But even so...

Oh my god, does this still allow people to play football?I just want to play football well!

Master Xing!You are here to shoot a movie!Are you kidding me?
A kid wearing sunglasses in the celebrity class sneezed: "Everyone hangs on to me (who misses me...)!"

The little star's attention was quickly diverted from the sneezing, "beep!" The whistle of the referee robot sounded again, it seemed that because of Zhu Weiyu's opening show, the originally extremely fierce competition became more intense.

Keane looked at the referee innocently. Under his feet was Lan Caihe who was lying on the ground. The poor little Lan was kicked down by this strong man. Not long after the opening, someone fell down more than ten times.Even if the people from the Cultivation Academy have zhenqi body protection, there is nothing they can do about the tackle going to the ankle.

"Red card! Red card!!" The people from the Cultivation Academy roared loudly, and they seemed to want to pull out the flying swords behind their backs and stab this damned guy to death.

It's a pity that a defensive enchantment was used on the field, otherwise it would be really impossible for someone to drop some strange things.For example, what kind of thunder talisman, nail grass man or something.

On the other hand, the audience at the Mortal Academy did the exact opposite.

A generation of great emperor Qin Shihuang, the little boy, clapped his hands vigorously, and shouted loudly in a strong Qin opera: "Fuck him, fuck him! (Fuck him!!)"

At this time, Jing Ke stopped fighting with him, and the two of them hooked up shoulder to shoulder, looking like a pair of good buddies.The charm of football is so strong that life and death enemies will become good brothers on the sidelines.

Compared with the enthusiastic audience on the sidelines, the students in the basketball class were a little depressed. They were all wearing small suits, but they were 1.2 meters tall and sat there steadily. They wore a pair of sunglasses on their faces, as if they were afraid of the camera. Not the same as them.

"Hmph, they really don't play football well. If I were in a basketball game, I would have scored a goal!"

Little Jordan expressed his dissatisfaction with football, the god of basketball is almost omnipotent on the court.

"Haha, Jordan, you look really good! How about we come solo?" Gibran stretched out his big palm and patted him on the side, and the latter was speechless immediately.

Jordan is indeed strong enough, but it's really hard to say to the monster Gibran.The difference in height alone makes people feel a little hopeless, not to mention that this guy who is obviously an insider has such agility that he is not inferior to an outsider.

"Haha! Look at the card!" A little fat man pinched his nose, and then made a funny gesture. This is no ordinary person, but a little shark.

The crowd attracted by the words of the little shark looked at the field again. Keane looked at the cutting piece helplessly. There is no way to modify it.

"No! Black whistle! Black whistle! That guy flopped!!"

"Black whistle! It should be a red card!!"

It is rare that the opinions of the two sides are surprisingly consistent...the one who gets shot is always the referee.

The competition continued, but it turned out that the bodies of mortals still couldn't compare with the comprehension guys, and the same was true for revenge.

"Ugh!" The painful wailing rang out less than a minute after the start of the game. Keane, who had just shoveled, now became the one who was shoveled, which really confirmed a sentence.

Those who come out, always have to pay it back!
Lu Dongbin arrogantly tossed his lion-like hair, and walked aside in disdain. This attitude immediately caused a small storm.

Ferguson kicked a water bottle on the sidelines, showing his powerful feet.Of course, the livid face made people dare not approach him within three meters.

"Bastard! This executioner, is he going to kill my team members! He is slaughtering, he is a butcher!!" Ferguson's hair dryer was overpowered, and the fourth official robot on the side seemed to be about to crash .

"Beep, please be quiet, beep, please be quiet..."

The robot seems to just repeat this sentence.

"What does it mean to stay calm, can I stay calm!! Look at the injuries my people have suffered, this is called kicking football? This is called murder!!! That butcher is going to kill my players!!@# ￥@#￥%@#..."

The original green eyes of the robot gradually turned red.

"Beep, system program error, beep, system...program..."

The fourth robot official was like a scrapped robot, with his head turned 720 degrees. He really deserved to be a robot, and only they could do this.Screws and rivets flew around, and finally they were completely scrapped.

"Uh... this..." Little Ferguson was a little stunned, and the anger in his heart disappeared immediately, and he looked at the people beside him innocently, "This, it's none of my business."

What responded to him was a "gurgling" sound from the bench.

This is not what you did and who made it!You are so cruel! !

Keane's wailing drew back Ferguson's attention, and then he realized that he still had something to do, and hurriedly sent the team doctor up to lift some poor guy off.

Lu Dongbin didn't show mercy this time, he was aiming at the foul. Keane's foot bone had even become two sections, it looked painful...of course it hurt! !The bones are coming out!I'm sweating just looking at my back!
"Beep! Red card!"

The robot referee showed the ruby ​​god of war card to a guy who fouled maliciously without hesitation, causing an uproar.

"Wow!"... It was really an "uproar".

"Black Whistle!! Black Whistle!!" This was someone from the Cultivation Academy roaring.

"Oh, go back and let me electrocute you to death!!"...It should be Lei Gong and Dian Mu, Xiao Lei Zhenzi, you are not good!
"Take a stick from my grandson!" Uh, brother monkey, which stick is it?
……

On the contrary, the applause from the Mortal Academy made the atmosphere on both sides become more tense, especially at the junction. The incident of the elementary school students being beaten at the Mortal Academy...the combat power is not at the same level.

Now that he had been sent off with a red card, Ferguson couldn't say anything more, his eyes scanned the bench, looking for someone who could replace Keane.

As a defensive general, Keane has not conceded a goal in the past ten minutes. He has contributed a lot. So who can replace him now?The only substitutes in the midfield are Beckham, Platini and Kaka. It seems that there is no one who can replace Keane!Do you want Gattuso to come on?
Ferguson obviously forgot about someone, although the latter lowered his head and didn't want to play, but now he must be abused... Just kidding, Keane's boss has his leg broken, I don't want to go up and lose all three legs Be shoveled!

But sometimes the thing you least expect will happen to you, only to hear the grinning voice of the little boy Guati: "Hehe, Zhu Weiyu's training is quite good these days, why don't you let him go up and try? "

"Zhu Weiyu?" Ferguson seemed a little confused, and it took him a while to realize that they still have a transfer student here!
It was precisely because of this transfer student that the other people he wanted to bring along were not brought along, so Ferguson became angry when it came to this.

"Hmph! Is he good? This is a match against the Cultivation Academy!"

"Then what else can you do?" Mourinho also came to Ferguson's side, unexpectedly speaking for Zhu Weiyu, "Now the defensive midfielder is only able to support Zhu Weiyu's body, and the others can't bear it at all. Can’t stop the opponent’s attack. You have to trust him, he has improved a lot in the past few days.”

Ferguson hesitated immediately.

"Boss Ferguson, don't let me play, don't let me play, don't let me play..." Someone meditated in his heart, but it seemed that such prayers had no effect, only Ferguson's voice sounded.

"Zhu Weiyu, get on the stage!!"

Alas, it seems that there is no other way.

With a determined face, Zhu Weiyu is like a death row prisoner who is about to go to the execution ground, full of fearlessness. Although he is a little nervous, he still has a little luck in his heart: "Hey, sure enough, at this time, I can only rely on a genius like me. !"

The spectators at the Mortal Academy saw that their side had changed, and when they were about to cheer and cheer, they suddenly spotted this guy in weird clothes, and they started talking about it.

"Where did this guy come from?"

"I heard that it seems to be from the scientist class..."

"I'll go, it's a guy from the combat class!"

Some people say that word of mouth is the fastest way to disseminate information. For example, if someone has a poop in his pants one day, everyone will know about it in a short time.Zhu Weiyu, who didn't believe it at first, now believes it. The audience actually knew his origin during the half minute he was waiting to go on stage.

Sure enough, I still have to rely on me to save the world! !Watch me lead the team to victory! !
……

"Beep! Intermission!"

Halftime was over, Zhu Weiyu lay down on the ground in large characters, and looked at the scoreboard beside him weakly, 2-0... Mortal Academy is the visiting team!

(End of this chapter)