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Chapter 431 He Ping scores, Li Ji is stunned

Li Ji watched from afar as KK flew up and kicked Dai Lulu, feeling both surprised and delighted.

KK taking off in full view of everyone indicates that the opponent will stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

While the enemy's danger is certainly terrifying, it's hard not to laugh when Delulu gets kicked.

While shouting instructions to his teammates on defense, Li Ji couldn't help but chuckle.

He couldn't help but laugh when he saw Delulu lying on the ground, panting.

Dailu stared intently at Kk, muttering to herself.

She looks like a crazy, eccentric woman.

KK passed the ball to the onrushing He Ping, who dribbled towards the penalty area.

Milia rushed over and used the same trick, pressing her calf against He Ping's calf.

The slime transformed into leg hair in an attempt to stick to its opponent.

However, He Ping's body was entirely made of water, and the mucus couldn't stick to him at all. He Ping easily shook off Milia.

Shark Baby came running like a mad dog.

He Ping flicked the ball up and leaped up as well, jumping over the charging Shark Baby.

Li Jiqing clearly saw the shark pass through He Ping's foot.

"Holy crap, is this some kind of clipping issue? Are they even going to stop acting?"

Shark stood there, stunned, and touched the water droplets on its face.

Most of the fans didn't see what just happened.

Only a few photographers on the sidelines noticed something amiss.

Photographer Tommy frowned in confusion and patted his partner who was secretly watching the beautiful woman.

Did you see that ball just now?

His friend, staring at the beautiful woman in the stands, casually remarked, "I saw it, she carried the ball into the goal with her mouth."

"That happened in the first half! How long has it been since you watched a game? I just saw that four-legged monster go right through Romero's calf! Right through him!"

"Oh oh oh."

"I'm serious, he just passed right through it, like clipping in a game. My suspicion is right, the world is virtual, and we're just code living inside a computer!"

"Alright, alright, we're code." His partner's eyes never left the beautiful woman in the stands. "So, do you have a foolproof formula to help me win her over tonight?"

Tommy stared blankly, muttering to himself, "So it really is code. You're a code character too. Your underlying code is lustful, so even in this situation, you're only thinking about beautiful women. This world isn't real. What should I do? What should I do?"

On the field, He Ping continued to dribble the ball towards Li Ji.

Lee Ki had a bad feeling. He had no idea where Mud was. If Mud suddenly grabbed him, the goal would be in danger.

The commentator calmly said, "Romero has dribbled into the penalty area again. Before this, he had wasted 8 chances, including but not limited to shooting the ball into the glass of a 30-meter-high house, falling down when no one was marking him, falling down when he missed the ball, kicking the goalpost, and passing the ball to the opponent, among other bizarre actions."

"We don't know what possessed this world-class winger in this match."

"But at this point, his match rating had reached an outrageous 3.2. It is said that the Hamburg coach who was sent to the hospital as a substitute not long after the start of the game had a rating of 4. Based on my years of commentary experience, even a dog wouldn't get a rating of 3.2."

"Romero's performance in just half an hour was nothing short of war criminal."

His teammates nearby reached out to him, and even the coach yelled from the sidelines, "Pass the ball, you piece of trash! Don't try to do it yourself! Please!"

The fans were also praying with their hands clasped together on the sidelines.

Some even started chanting slogans: "Romero, pass the ball! Romero, please!"

The commentator remarked, "It's astonishing that a lifetime of illustrious reputation could be ruined to this extent in a single match."

"I have a feeling this will be another failed attack, after all, he is facing Oddo, who is practically possessed by the god of football, no, the god of yoga, in this match."

"Oddo conceded a goal just because he had a stomachache at the start of the second half, and for the rest of the game he was like a wall of sighs, making him awe-inspiring."

"Romero is about to shoot." He Ping raised his foot, and everyone held their breath.

He Ping lowered his foot and didn't shoot, which relieved everyone.

The commentator exclaimed, "This is the first time I've ever seen a feint like this. It's so fake."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, He Ping suddenly turned around, with his back to the goal, and used his foot to pull the ball backward little by little.

The commentator frowned, craning his neck to try and see what was happening: "What kind of move is that? Is he going to post up? Is this a basketball game?"

"I was really amazed by this game. Romero seemed to have lost his mind. He was completely unlike his usual sharp winger. Now he played like a basketball player."

"This move is easily disrupted by a defender who can chase after the ball, or the goalkeeper can take the ball away. What exactly is he trying to do?"

The teammates exchanged bewildered glances, and Manelli asked Delulu curiously, "Is he on drugs?"

"He's an idiot cat," Delulu said angrily.

The head coach's roar echoed across the field: "What the hell are you doing?!"

He Ping quickly reached Li Ji and leaned his back against Li Ji's body.

The commentator exclaimed, "He's actually backing down a player! Is this still a football match?! Who can stop this farce?!"

"When he was slowly retreating in a bear-like manner, none of the Hamburg defenders came back to defend. They were evenly matched opponents."

Defender John collapsed and rested after taking only two steps due to exhaustion.

Shark collided with Little John as it rushed over, causing a delay.

Milia squatted down to clean the water droplets sticking to her legs.

With his back to Li Ji, He Ping calmly said, "Li Ji, you're going to lose. You probably can't see the ball from your position right now."

"I can see it! I moved one eye to the top of my foot, and not only can I see it, my eye is almost touching the ball."

Li Ji kept trying to slip his foot under He Ping's crotch, and the eyeball on his foot almost touched the ball.

What you see and what you believe are not necessarily the same. Watch closely, this shot is going to be awesome.

"Very handsome?"

He Ping clumsily flicked the ball with his heel, and the ball went through his legs and rolled towards the goal.

Li Ji didn't understand what he meant, so he simply stretched out his foot.

The eyes on his feet watched the football slowly roll back towards him, and the light in front of him gradually dimmed, just like a cloudy day.

But it's so strange, why can I see the grass behind the soccer ball?
A chilling sensation penetrated my feet, as if a clear spring were flowing into my eyes.

The football went straight through Li Ji's foot and rolled into the goal.

The ball went in.

The score is 8:2.

The score on the scoreboard was changed to 8:2.

The entire stadium erupted in thunderous cheers.

Even the Hamburg team's family and friends started celebrating loudly.

"I love you, Romero!"

The fans next to them looked at them in surprise: "Aren't you Hamburg fans?"

They all took off their Hamburg jerseys, revealing their Royal team jerseys underneath.

"We are all."

In the stands, a man burst into tears, sobbing, "My 1200 million euros! Gone! Real Madrid is trash! They fixed the match!"

The black man behind him silently put away the knife in his pocket: "Damn it, I was going to rob him, how did 1200 million just disappear? Royal team is trash, they're fixing the game!"

(End of this chapter)