My monster derivative skills are the orthodox ones

Chapter 23 Unilateral crushing

Tong Yi's commentary was trained in advance by Li Ye.

How could a professional football match be without live commentary?

This world has inner strength.

With the help of inner strength, the voice of a martial arts master can be clearly transmitted throughout the entire football field without any loss of voice or cracking of the throat. It sounds like a person speaking normally without the feeling of shouting at the top of his lungs.

Moreover, the terrain of Sirius Valley is surrounded by high mountains on three sides and has its own echo, which is naturally suitable for interpretation.

……

Li Ye distributed the football rules in the form of a booklet in advance, but many people didn't read it at all, or didn't understand it. The on-site commentary could both liven up the atmosphere and explain their doubts, killing two birds with one stone.

Before, Li Yeben planned to hide the handball as a trump card, but then he thought about it and decided that if he wanted to promote football, the rules could not be hidden and everyone had to know about it.

Of course, handball will cause a stiffening effect, so there is no need to publicize it.

Those who understand will naturally understand, and those who don’t understand will just let them not understand.

The commentary was like a switch, stirring up the atmosphere once again, and the cheerleaders' flags began waving.

"Lezi people will win" and "Master Li is mighty" were the slogans shouted in a uniform manner, cheering for the athletes on the field and suppressing the morale of the other side at the same time.

……

The football that was hit away by Gongsun Jie was intercepted by the players behind him. After several passes, it was passed to Li Ye's feet.

"After a wonderful pass, Li Ye got the ball again, and Gongsun Jie blocked him closely. This is the second duel between the two in this game. Let's wait and see who will win." Tong Yi's commentary sounded at the right time. In order to keep up with the rhythm, his speaking speed increased a lot, which made people feel a little nervous when hearing it.

The audience at the scene all focused their attention on the duel between Li Ye and Gongsun Jie.

Many people were so nervous that they didn't dare to breathe, especially the gamblers who bet on Gongsun Jie, whose hearts were in their throats after Gongsun Jie was slapped to the ground by Li Ye at the first sight.

At the very beginning, a big bastard was knocked to the ground by a young boy. He was also upset by the commentator's startled voice. He was almost mad with rage. He used all his strength and was determined to kill Li Ye with his punches.

"Gongsun Jie used his famous martial arts, the Sky Shocking Fist. The fist shadows in the sky almost blocked all the ways for Master Li to dodge. Is this the strength of a half-step master? Good, it's broken. It's a perfect breakthrough. Gongsun Jie was knocked down again..."

"Beautiful! Another loud slap! It's only been a few breaths since the start, but Master Gongsun has been knocked down twice by the same move. It seems that Master Gongsun is not in a very good condition today."

"Even with the same move, Master Li used it to different effects. Last time it was on the left cheek, this time it was on the right cheek. While controlling the ball, he not only dodged Gongsun Jie's killer move, but also inadvertently swung out a natural palm. This palm is so perfect, it's simply like a dragon's tail. I suggest that the whole audience cheer for this exquisite composition, dragon's tail, dragon's tail!"

"The dragon wiggles its tail."

"The dragon wiggles its tail."

In the stands, the shouts of the professional cheerleaders of the Fun Club rang out at the right time, shaking the sky.

Tong Yi on the commentary desk became more and more excited.

There were a lot of manuscript papers in front of him, on which were the scattered commentaries that Li Ye had compiled for him.

He was also forced to do it. Originally, he felt extremely ashamed to give the explanation in front of so many people.

But when he really got to the football field and was overwhelmed by the atmosphere, he suddenly felt an inexplicable spiritual power in his body, and then he became very excited.

As expected, spiritual power requires influence to be generated.

So what if he can’t play football, he can still be a god. At this moment, Tong Yi feels that he was born to be a commentator.

……

Gongsun Jie was going crazy.

Li Ye was struggling with the ball the whole time. There were flaws all over his body, as if he could be killed with one punch. But that guy was as slippery as a loach and always managed to dodge his attacks in the nick of time.

Even changing tactics won't work.

What made him most frustrated was that when Li Ye walked past him, he had already made full defense, but Li Ye's hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere and slapped him in the face.

Then, he was beaten to the ground again. At that moment, Gongsun Jie's face was burning and his heart was desperate.

After being slapped twice in succession, he failed to hit the opponent at all, which was enough to prove that Li Ye's skills were much higher than his.

He thought that Li Ye would take the opportunity to finish off the opponent, but Gongsun Jie never expected that after Li Ye knocked him down with a slap, not only did he not finish off the opponent, but he stopped, gave him a contemptuous look, spat on the ground, and ran away with the ball.

Realizing that Li Ye's skills were much higher than his, Gongsun Jie had already begun to think of retreating. However, Li Ye's obviously provocative behavior instantly angered him again. He jumped up and chased after Li Ye without saying a word.

He couldn't stand the humiliation.

He just couldn't believe that he, the leader of a sect, couldn't defeat a young boy.

Gongsun Jie gnashed his teeth and secretly swore, "You thief, don't you love to slap me? A slap won't kill you, but if I hit you with a punch, you will be seriously injured if not killed. I will let you know that there is a price to pay for underestimating the enemy..."

"Gongsun Jie fought harder and harder and finally caught up with the opponent. What kind of spirit is this? This is the competitive spirit of never giving up."

"His running figure was like youth burning under his feet. But obviously, he could not stop Master Li from scoring. The two defenders of Xuanguang Sect were just decorations."

"As the saying goes, I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of pig-like teammates..."

Tong Yi didn't care about Gongsun Jie's voice. He glanced at the manuscript in front of him, combined with the situation on the scene, and began a new commentary with passion.

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Since coming on the field, Senior Brother Zhong Wenhao and his sister have been in a completely confused state, watching Gongsun Jie being knocked down again and again.

They didn't move, and Shi Xiang didn't provoke them.

After all, what Shi Xiang wants is exciting football, not defeating them.

It was not until Li Ye flew past them like the wind that they subconsciously made defensive moves, but Li Ye didn't even look at them and ran past them with the ball.

Then, the commentator's voice came.

Teammates who are like pigs?

Senior Zhong Wenhao and his sister’s faces turned red immediately. What kind of damn competition was this?

So embarrassing and shameful!
But now, they are in a difficult situation. Even Gongsun Jie cannot beat Li Ye. If they go up, they will only be abused. What if they get slapped twice like Gongsun Jie? Will they still be alive?

Not going up?
I'm afraid they have offended Xuan Guang Sect. What connections can they make? If the news gets out, they won't be able to survive in the martial arts world anymore.

What the hell is going on?

At this moment, Zhong Wenhao's heart was filled with regret. If he had known that this was the kind of competition it would be, he would never have come to join in the fun!

"Senior Brother, what should we do?" Zhu Zhirou looked around, glanced at the crazy audience in the stands, and asked with a bitter face.

"Go ahead. If we can kill Shi Xiang, it won't be a wasted trip. We may be able to divert Li Ye's attention and help Senior Gongsun." Zhong Wenhao gritted his teeth, drew out his sword, and said to Shi Xiang who was strolling on the field.

"Where are the rest of the people?" Zhu Zhirou asked.

"As long as they don't move, leave them alone. Let's work together to kill Shi Xiang first." Zhong Wenhao's eyes gradually turned firm, and he said, "Shi Xiang's skills are about the same as ours. If we work together, we will definitely be able to kill him quickly."

"Yes." Zhu Zhirou nodded heavily and pulled out the sword.

The two are just getting started.

"GOAl~The ball goes in, great shot!"

An excited howl suddenly came from the commentary desk, which frightened the two of them and made them look towards the desk subconsciously.

Subsequently.

The stands seemed to be going crazy. A group of neatly dressed people stood up, blowing horns and waving flags, and they were as excited as if it was New Year's Day.

(End of this chapter)