Zhang Yongshou saw Ye Xingchen start running wildly, and immediately passed the ball out with a big foot. The ball drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed straight towards the opponent's penalty area.

"Fuck, can you play football? The opponent has at least three defenders there. What do you do when you kick the ball there?" Ye Xingchen couldn't help but curse, but the speed under his feet was faster. He ran out before the two midfielders reacted.

The three defenders in the sports department are all tall and big, and they are also the main members of the school football team. They also represented Jinghai University to participate in the National College Football League. Whether it is experience or physical fitness, they are definitely the most powerful defenders in Jinghai University. When they saw Ye Xingchen alone, they rushed towards the three of them, with a sneer on the corner of their mouths. The two defenders on the side attacked Ye Xingchen, while the one in the middle ran towards the football in the air.

Mom, I'm not good at skill. Could it be that my physical fitness is not strong enough? Ye Xingchen saw the three of them rushing towards him, and sneered in his heart. His steps were even harder, and his body transformed into waves of afterimages, and instantly rushed to the position where the football landed. At this time, the three defenders also arrived at this position at the same time, and their bodies hit Ye Xingchen. They were about to use reasonable rush to fly Ye Xingchen, and then grab the ball to teach this freshman some lesson.

But something surprised them happened. When the three of them hit Ye Xingchen at the same time, they felt as if they were hitting an iron plate, almost breaking the bone. The highest central defender staggered and almost fell to the ground. Ye Xingchen caught the football sent by Zhang Yongshou at this time. Unfortunately, because of his lack of skills, he bounced directly to the side. Fortunately, he was extremely fast and his skills were extremely agile. He turned around and flashed to the side. In the blink of an eye, he came to the front of the football. In this way, the others thought that Ye Xingchen deliberately swung like this, and then he drifted the three of them directly.

A burst of warm applause suddenly echoed at the scene, cheering for Ye Xingchen's "stunning" performance.

"Fuck, it turns out that playing football is so simple?" As if he knew that he had completed a huge move, Ye Xingchen felt proud in his heart, and raised his foot and kicked the football.

With a loud "bang..." Ye Xingchen kicked the football very much. The football shot straight out like a shell. It was so shocked that the three defenders just turned around and were surprised. What a powerful footwork. Even Carlos might not have such power, right?

The football turned into a straight line and blew straight to the goal. The goalkeeper who was about to attack looked at Ye Xingchen as if he was looking at a monster. He had already broken through the defense of the three. Why didn't he lead a little forward? Instead, he shot directly?

Oh my God, is this still a shot? This is simply a cannonball. The goalkeeper of the school team only felt a gust of wind blowing, and the football had already gone around his body, and he didn't react at all?

"Dang..." The football hit the goal beam heavily, and the huge force made the goal tremble. The buzzing sound was even more lingering, which made the goalkeeper who was already stunned even more surprised. The eyes of Ye Xingchen turned from surprise to fear. Is this a football shot from human power? If I really caught the ball, can my body bear it?

The football bounced out directly, and the three defenders and goalkeepers were still in shock. They didn't react to the fact that they wanted to grab the ball. Instead, a midfielder who rushed back caught the football and shouted: "Why are you still standing there? You still don't attack!" At this time, the other people reacted slightly and started running towards the back of the Chinese department one by one.

Although this goal was not scored, it greatly boosted the morale of the Chinese Department. If they were afraid of Ye Xingchen's violence at the beginning, then they were really full of hope for victory at this moment. After all, being able to "sway" past three defenders at once and shooting such a shot that even Zhang Shengde could not complete was definitely a genius.

The next game will be much more exciting, but the Sports Department is the most powerful team in the school after all. The Chinese Department is both dead and alive, and at the end of the first half, they are still behind by zero to three.

The referee blew the whistle of the intermission, and the members of both sides walked towards the lounge, but Ye Xingchen waved to Ran Dong and Long Kun, and instead quietly walked towards the place where the referee rested.

Although he has brute force, football cannot be won by brute force after all. This is also a technical job. Otherwise, the few shots just now would not have been beaten away. Now that I want to turn the Chinese system into victory, there is only one last method left.

With a "bang...", the referee had just walked into the lounge and was about to discuss the situation of today's game with several linesman, but the door of the lounge was violently kicked open from outside. Then he saw the most violent player on the court today rushed in with two people.

"Good afternoon for everyone, teachers!" Ye Xingchen smiled, and there was no fierce aura on the court just now.

"Haha... This classmate... Good afternoon, is there anything wrong?" The referee was startled at first, thinking that Ye Xingchen was coming to trouble him and others. After all, he had just "accidentally" heard something that he shouldn't have heard. However, after seeing Ye Xingchen's smile on his face, he felt relieved.

"Haha, it's nothing big. It's just that the weather is so hot. Several teachers are running back and forth on the court to preside over justice. I feel sad. There are 600 yuan here. How many teachers will buy some water to drink?" Ye Xingchen said, taking out six 100 yuan Japanese yen from Ran Dong's pocket and handing it to three referees.

The three referees stared at Ye Xingchen blankly. Is this... this considered a bribery? But how could a bribery be given 600 yen? How much does it cost to exchange for ** RMB? This... isn't this playing with us?

A borderman was very strong and was about to get up to scold Ye Xingchen, but Long Kun, who was beside him, pulled out a two-foot-and-a-half-foot-long watermelon knife from behind and directly placed it on the borderman's neck. A cold voice sounded: "If you dare to say half a word in a while, I don't mind putting some blood here..."

The three teachers were stunned. This... this is the school, this... this guy actually carried such a long machete? He dared to threaten the teacher with this, he... he didn't know how serious the consequences were? But Ye Xingchen's next sentence dispelled all the thoughts in their hearts.

"Oh, I forgot to tell the three teachers, my classmate, is the direct younger brother of the president of Xingyao Association, and there are countless younger brothers under him. Several teachers should be very cooperative, right?" Ye Xingchen's mouth suddenly had an evil smile. He found that sometimes, violence is really effective... hf();
Chapter completed!