super bastard

Chapter 1 Soul Traversal

Earth, Yannan University, Yannan City, China, one of the football fields.

"Ah, my head hurts, what's going on?" Zhao Zhong suddenly found that the back of his head hurt, as if his head was about to split open.

"Don't move, don't move, lie down first." A woman's voice sounded beside Zhao Zhong. When Zhao Zhong was wondering who it was, he immediately felt the noise around him.

Zhao Zhong suddenly opened his eyes, looked around suspiciously, and found that in a large area in front of him, there were some strangely dressed people chasing around a round object, and there were also many strangely dressed people around, and these people were all cheering and applauding. .But he was lying on the ground, and someone beside him was touching his head.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Zhao Zhong was stunned.

"Where is this? Is it the Aolan Continent? Or another continent?" Zhao Zhong was puzzled. Suddenly, Zhao Zhong remembered something. "By the way, am I not dead?"

Zhao Zhong remembered that he accidentally found a thousand-year-old silver-blue grass in the Silver Pine Forest of Aolan Continent. With this thousand-year-old silver-blue grass, his strength could be raised from foundation-building cultivation to alchemy cultivation.What he didn't expect was that the senior brother who came with him actually plotted against him and took the thousand-year-old silver blue grass as his own.

Unexpectedly, the senior brother I adored would actually kill me for the sake of the millennium silver bluegrass, regardless of the friendship of the same family.

If I had been on guard against him at that time, perhaps this would not have been the result.

While Zhao Zhong was resentful, he also struggled to stand up from the ground, but when he moved, the voice of the woman just now sounded again, and at the same time, he was also a little dissatisfied: "I told you not to move, you have injured the back of your head, don't just move!" move."

"I injured the back of my head?" Zhao Zhong was puzzled, remembering that he was pierced by a sword at that time, how could the back of his head be injured?

Zhao Zhong immediately stretched out his hand to the back of his head, but before he touched it, he was caught by a soft little hand, preventing Zhao Zhong from touching his head.

When Zhao Zhong got angry, he immediately shook off the little hand.

"Hey, why are you like this?" The woman who was thrown away by Zhao Zhong immediately expressed her dissatisfaction.

Several people around said to Zhao Zhong who was struggling:

"Zhao Zhong, don't move."

"Yes, don't move around, let the school doctor see you."

"..."

When Zhao Zhong heard these people call his name, he immediately knew that these people knew him, but Zhao Zhong looked around at the people who cared about him, and he didn't know them at all.

Zhao Zhong's head was in a mess immediately, and he didn't even care about the pain in the back of his head.

"What's going on? Where am I? Who are these people?"

Zhao Zhong reached out and touched the back of his head, it hurt when he touched it, but there was no bleeding, obviously he was hit by something.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhao Zhong asked, actually he didn't ask anyone, but he didn't know what happened to him.

"Zhao Zhong, don't you remember? Just now you were hit on the back of the head by a football, and then passed out." A 20-year-old man answered Zhao Zhong's question beside Zhao Zhong.

"Football?" Zhao Zhong couldn't understand what it was.

"Yes, those bastards must have done it on purpose." Another girl next to her said angrily. "These people did this to Zhao Zhong on purpose."

"..." Zhao Zhong looked around, Zhao Zhong had never seen the clothes that everyone was wearing, and Zhao Zhong didn't know everyone.

"It seems that there is nothing serious about him, just take a rest, but it's best to take a photo to see if there is any concussion or something." The woman who was thrown away by Zhao Zhong just now said suddenly.This woman's name is Shen Bing. She used to be a student of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Yannan University, and she was also a department flower. After graduation, she worked in the school's hospital.

Shen Bing was resting today, and then he went to watch the school football match. Zhao Zhong was hit by a football and passed out, so Shen Bing immediately stepped forward to check.It's just that he didn't expect that the patient in front of him would be so rude, how could he be his senior sister.

When the others heard Shen Bing's words, they knew that Zhao Zhong was fine, so they dragged Zhao Zhong to sit on the stone bench next to him.

Zhao Zhong was dragged by these people, and just about to resist, there was a sudden bang in his head, as if countless memories flooded up.

Zhao Zhong was dragged to sit on the stone bench in a daze like this.

The moment Zhao Zhong sat down on the stone bench, he immediately understood why he appeared here.

I was indeed killed by my fellow brother, but I don't know why, my soul traveled to this man with the same name and surname as myself.

This person with the same name and surname was hit in the back of the head by a football just now, and then died, so he was resurrected with his own soul occupying this body.

There was a bang in my head just now, because some previous memories of this person with the same name and surname popped up, and I also accepted his memories.It's just that the memory received is not very complete, and many of them have been forgotten.

I actually came to a world called Earth. This is not a realm of comprehension, and there are no practitioners.

By the way, I am a cultivator, so is my cultivation still there?

Zhao Zhong immediately checked his body, only to find that his cultivation was gone.Zhao Zhong felt a little lost immediately, but soon, Zhao Zhong immediately started to circulate his breath again according to the exercises.

What Zhao Zhong practiced was "Atmospheric Art". As the name suggests, the means of attack and defense are all related to air.

Zhao Zhong sat on the stone bench, ignoring the noisy environment around him, and began to get lucky quietly.

After a small week, Zhao Zhong's dantian felt a slight beating, and Zhao Zhong knew that he could still practice.Overjoyed in his heart, Zhao Zhong immediately continued to operate, as long as he worked hard, he would definitely be able to return to his original cultivation base.

The current self is just an ordinary person, and he can't even reach the level of Qi refining.

Zhao Zhong, who wanted to continue his cultivation, heard someone calling his name next to him.

"Zhao Zhong, Zhao Zhong, are you alright?" A man in football uniform stood in front of Zhao Zhong covered in sweat and asked Zhao Zhong.

"It's okay." Zhao Zhong knew that this person was Zhang Han, the monitor of his class. Zhao Zhong found out that the first half of the football match had ended, and now it was halftime.

Zhao Zhong looked at the score, Chinese Language vs International Trade, 1:10...

The owner of Zhao Zhong's body, the original Zhao Zhong, is a sophomore at Yannan University, majoring in Chinese language.Recently, Yannan University held a school sports meeting, so Zhang Han, as the class monitor, organized people to participate in the competition.

Zhao Zhong had nothing to do with it, but two members of the class were unable to participate in the competition because they ate barbecue and had diarrhea, so Zhao Zhong, who was still tall and somewhat strong, was allowed to participate in the competition.

It turned out that Zhao Zhong had never played football before, so he dared to participate, but under the strong request of the squad leader, he only asked Zhao Zhong to be a defender and stand there to block others, so Zhao Zhong participated.

What Zhao Zhong didn't expect was that in the first half of the game, Zhao Zhong was kicked by an opponent's player in the chaotic situation in his own penalty area, and then the football hit the back of Zhao Zhong's head. Passed out on the spot.

The most irritating thing was that the football bounced off the back of Zhao Zhong's head and entered the goal, so Zhao Zhong lost another goal.

……

The other students who played in the game also came to look at Zhao Zhong with concern. The current Zhao Zhong knows these people because he has the memory of the original Zhao Zhong.

"Can I still play in the second half?" Zhang Han, the squad leader, asked Zhao Zhong, because there are not many people in the Chinese language department who can play football. Now that Zhao Zhong is injured, there is one less player on the field than the opponent.

"Squad leader, Zhao Zhong hurt his head, yet you still let him play." Xiao Chenling, the deputy monitor, immediately became a little dissatisfied when she heard Zhang Han's words, and the other students around couldn't bear to see Zhao Zhong play.

"But now we have one player less than the other side. If we continue to play like this, we will lose miserably." Zhang Han looked at Xiao Chenling and said.

"Is there no boy in our class? Can't you find someone else?" Xiao Chenling immediately retorted. "And now that the score is like this, what can Zhao Zhong do if he plays? Besides, he is still injured. What if there is a more serious injury? Can you afford it?"

"Uh..." Zhang Han was left speechless by Xiao Chenling, so he had no choice but to look at those students who didn't play in the game, trying to find someone among them who could replace Zhao Zhong.

But how can it be so simple, these people have basically never even touched football, let alone let them play.Moreover, these people saw that a strong man like Zhao Zhong was knocked out by the football, who would dare to put his body on the football field and be tortured by others?

"Li Ming, you play instead of Zhao Zhong." Zhang Han looked it over and found that Li Ming was the most suitable.

"Ah, I remember, just now my mother called me to help her do some shopping, so I left first." Li Ming quickly walked into the crowd and disappeared.

"I go to and from the bathroom."

"Me too."

"I forgot my mobile phone in the dormitory."

"..."

The dozen or so boys who did not participate in the competition walked away in no time.Whoever stays here is a fool. Anyway, it's 1:4. It's only the first half, and there's still the second half. I don't know what the loss will be. It doesn't matter if I watch it or not.

In fact, some people have already seen their class lose so many goals, so they took a step forward.

The squad leader, Zhang Han, saw that only some female students and the boys who played in the game were left here, and those people left just like that, Zhang Han's face darkened immediately.

In fact, if these female students hadn't been dragged by the deputy monitor, Xiao Chenling, I'm afraid they would have left long ago.

"Is it possible to score a point just by kicking the football into the opponent's goal?" At this time, Zhao Zhong, who was sitting on the stone bench, looked at the football field in front of him and suddenly asked.

"..." Zhao Zhong asked this question, which stunned the remaining students, because everyone thought Zhao Zhong's question was nonsense, and they all wondered whether Zhao Zhong was hit by a football and became a fool?

"Yeah, you get one point for every goal you score. The question is whether you can score a goal, ah ha ha ha..." No one answered Zhao Zhong's words on the Chinese language side, but someone else did.

I saw a person coming over from the International Trade Department, the monitor of Class [-] of the Department of International Trade, the captain of the International Trade Team, and also the captain of the school football team, Zhang Huaming.

He was also kicking the ball that Zhao Zhong fainted from being kicked by a football.

At this time, Zhang Huaming looked at Zhao Zhong with a sneer on his face, and then continued: "Do you want to take revenge on the field, haha, watch out for the football flying again, and then you will be lying on the bed, haha, haha..."

Zhang Huaming laughed and returned to their team.

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