Xiandao Tianfei

Chapter 2222 Modern Extra Story 110·Is this a movie? !
Seeing that the opponent had replaced a player he had never seen before, Serkov's eyes narrowed and he was ready.

His thought was the same as that of most people. After the captain was sent off, how could Saint-Rhine be able to gather morale so quickly?
Could it be that this man is their trump card?

"drop--"

The second game begins.

The referee stood in the scrimmage circle and threw the ball high between the two opposing centers.

The 10 players all stared at the small plastic ball, gripped the club tightly, and waited for the moment it fell to step forward to fight for the ball.

"brush--"

But before they could recover, the ice ball had disappeared.

Looking at the ghostly and elegant black back, all the team members present had their pupils shrinking suddenly, and their hearts trembled: So fast!This is so fast!
Seeing this scene, the members of Saint-Rhine suddenly became so confident.

Barreto's instructions to them were all-attack tactics. The entire team was like a sharp knife, and Xiao Qi was the extremely sharp blade that could cut through the waves with just one inch.

This is a typical North American style of play in ice hockey tactics. It places great emphasis on "blade" personal offensive skills, and the risk is very high.

It can even be said that the whole team's hope has completely rested on Xiao Qi.

"So fast! Hey, how is it possible... this is too fast!"

Leah murmured, completely stunned.

The audience was silent, thousands of pairs of eyes focused on the same figure, and even their breathing subconsciously became lighter.

Xiao Qi danced on the ice skates with such skill and ease that he looked like a Nenets person who was born on the ice of Northern Siberia.Including the professional Serkov, no player in the field could catch up with his back.

Seeing this man's incredible performance, the students of Saint-Rhine gradually widened their eyes.The blood surged, as if a fire was burning in his chest.

Could it be that... this is our trump card?

In just one breath, Xiao Qi had already rushed into the opponent's penalty area.

He took a slow, deep breath and swung the hockey stick. The opponent's goalkeeper's panicked expression was reflected in his purple eyes...

"brush……"

The puck draws a beautiful parabola in the air, flies over the center line, and flies over the penalty area...

"boom--"

The sound of the puck hitting the ground was heard.

The goalkeeper of the University of Montana was shocked: Farke, he didn’t stop it!Did he score a goal?

Intimidated by Xiao Qi's blade-like momentum, he subconsciously believed that the opponent's shooting skills must also be quite good.

"Shit!"

Suddenly, a roar filled with pain rang out from the audience, "Hey, do you know how to hit? Man, are you hitting a ball or hitting someone?!"

"..."

Looking at the fan who was still rubbing his forehead, and then looking at the hockey puck that Xiao Qi hit directly into the audience, the thousands of spectators at the scene were all stunned.

"I do not know him……"

Leah directly covered her face, feeling inexplicably sad and angry.

Young Master, I know that you have extraordinary physical strength, but can't you restrain yourself a little?

It doesn't matter if he doesn't score a goal, but what if he hits the audience directly?

At this level, do you still have the nerve to leave it to you?
There was a dead silence in the auditorium of Saint-Rhine. Everyone covered their faces and said, "Who is this guy? We don't know him."

The audience at the University of Montana burst into laughter: "I thought he was so powerful, but it turns out he's just an idiot with a little more strength."

"Hahahaha... buddy, don't say that, maybe it's really the first time for him to play ice hockey?"

"That's right. We should be more tolerant to this kind of rookie who is playing for the first time!"

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(End of this chapter)