Why is my anime art style so weird?

Xu Ming had just followed Misaki Shokuhou through the hall and into the stadium stands via the passageway.

Accompanied by bright sunlight, cheers as loud as a tsunami swept over us.

The stands were packed with people, and girls were raising their hands and cheering loudly.

In the center of the stadium is a huge football field, where teams wearing red jerseys and teams wearing blue jerseys are competing.

Chapter 361 The legendary 'Railgun' and 'Breathstorm'?

Xu Ming looked towards the podium and saw a banner that read: "All Japan Girls' Middle School Soccer Tournament".

Xu Ming, completely bewildered, grabbed Misaki Shokuhou.

"You brought me here just to watch a junior high school soccer game?"

Where is Misaka Mikoto?!

Misaki Shokuhou pointed to the center of the arena with a mocking expression.

"Look, isn't that it?"

Xu Ming looked in the direction she was pointing.

A spirited young girl wearing a blue jersey with the number '10' was seen running wildly with a soccer ball, her chestnut-colored short hair flying in the wind.

Who else could it be but Misaka Mikoto?

WTF!?

Xu Ming was so shocked his jaw almost dropped.

On the field, just as Misaka Mikoto approached the far end of the penalty area, the opposing team, dressed in red jerseys, seemed very nervous and suddenly three players rushed up to surround her.

Misaka Mikoto quickly passed the ball to her teammate.

Her teammate had just taken two steps with the ball when a gust of wind suddenly swept over.

The soccer ball at Misaka Mikoto's teammate's feet disappeared.

A girl wearing the same number 10 jersey, dressed in a red jersey, and with long black hair, was seen sprinting with the ball.

"A beautiful and precise steal! The captain from Sakugawa Junior High School, number 10! Saten Ruiko!"

At this moment, the commentator on site shouted loudly.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became lively.

Misaka Mikoto's blue team was also on high alert, with three or four players surrounding Saten Ruiko from different directions.

As a result, the football seemed to be glued to Saten Ruiko's feet. She slipped out of the encirclement with just a few graceful small turns.

Blue team players kept coming up to stop her, but Saten Ruiko easily bypassed them all.

She is like a wisp of wind, making it impossible to grasp even the smallest detail.

In the blink of an eye, Saten Ruiko traversed most of the field and stormed into the Blue Team's penalty area, taking a shot before the defenders could surround her.

The football suddenly whistled towards the blue team's goal.

The blue team's goalkeeper stood like a wooden stake, only slightly raising his hand before watching the ball fall into the corner of the goal.

"Goooo!"

"One to zero! The goal scorer is number 10 from Sakukawa Junior High, Saten Ruiko!"

"Precise tackles, elegant dribbling, and powerful shots—that's 'Breath of the Storm' Saten Ruiko!"

"The Queen Tokiwadai is temporarily behind! They have encountered their strongest enemy yet!"

The passionate voice of the on-site commentator rang out.

In the stands, the red team suddenly erupted in a deafening cheer, their raised arms surging like waves.

In contrast, the blue square, symbolizing Tokiwadai, suddenly became somewhat somber.

"Oh my~ Misaka-san seems a bit out of sorts today~ Looks like she'll have a tough time in this match."

Misaki Shokuhou reached up and touched her cheek with a troubled expression, saying with a hint of schadenfreude.

"Shokuhou Misaki! What are you saying! Onee-sama is invincible! It's only one point behind, Onee-sama can easily catch up and then take the lead!"

A petite girl with pigtails next to her immediately stood up from her seat, glaring angrily at Misaki Shokuhou with her round eyes.

"Really? Well, good luck to her then!"

Misaki Shokuhou smiled faintly and did not argue.

Her flippant expression immediately annoyed Shirai Kuroko.

"You bastard!"

She couldn't help but clench her fists.

Just then, a loud cheer came from all around.

The blue team's stands erupted in cheers.

Xu Ming subconsciously looked towards the center of the football field.

Misaka Mikoto received the pass from her teammate just three or four meters from the edge of the red team's penalty area.

The red team's expression changed drastically, and one by one, the players rushed forward, blocking Misaka Mikoto's path.

At this moment, Misaka Mikoto was about 20 meters away from the goal, and she actually took a long shot.

The football, like a bolt of lightning, instantly pierced through the wall of players and hurtled straight towards the goal.

The red team's goalkeeper didn't even have time to react before the ball went straight into the net.

"Goooo!"

"A tie!"

"After Saten Ruiko of Sakugawa Junior High School scored, Tokiwadai Girls' Academy equalized the score in just five minutes!"

"The scorer is their star captain, 'A Certain Scientific Railgun' Misaka Mikoto!"

"It was only the first half, but both sides were exchanging blows, making it a truly exciting match!"

The excited voice of the on-site commentator blared from the loudspeaker once again.

Shirai Kuroko stood with her hands on her hips, head held high, looking at Shokuhou Misaki with a smug expression.

"Big-breasted fox, did you see that? This is the true power of our elder sister!"

Oh ho ho~!

Xu Ming's expression immediately became extremely strange.

"Could this be the so-called 'railgun'?"

Shirai Kuroko immediately glared at him fiercely and said, clearly displeased:

"What? You have a problem with that?"

Shirai Kuroko saw that Xu Ming came in with Shokuhou Misaki, and probably mistook him for Shokuhou Misaki's friend, so she naturally didn't give him a friendly look.

"No, I'm just a little curious..."

"My older sister's long-range shots from outside the penalty area are stronger and faster than any boy her age. It's like a super-fast cannonball, which is why people call her 'Railgun'!"

Shirai Kuroko raised her head and proudly boasted:

"My older sister is a junior high school girls' soccer prodigy who is on par with Saten from Zhachuan Junior High School. She was recently recruited into the U14 national youth women's team."

Now you know how amazing my older sister is!

"That's really impressive."

Xu Ming nodded.

No matter how much Shirai Kuroko praises Misaka Mikoto, her ability to make it into Japan's national youth team is her true skill.

Just by looking at Misaka Mikoto's long-range shooting, which is better than that of boys her age, you can tell that she is indeed quite skilled.

But this nickname... is very Japanese.

Xu Ming did not forget the important matter.

He observed Misaka Mikoto carefully for a while.

It was discovered that Misaka Mikoto could run, jump, and even fire long-range shots with considerable power, suggesting that her injuries had indeed healed.

Xu Ming was relieved and began to seriously enjoy the football match.

It has to be said that watching a group of middle school girls sweat it out on the soccer field is a very novel experience, much more interesting than watching a certain soccer team.

In this football match, the two sides surprisingly shook hands and drew in the final moments of regulation time.

The game went into extra time, where Misaka Mikoto scored the winning goal.

The moment the final whistle blew, the entire stadium erupted into a sea of ​​cheers.

Colorful ribbons fluttered in the air.

"Big sister~!"

Shirai Kuroko let out a chilling scream and rushed down from the stands to pounce on Misaka Mikoto in the arena.

Chapter 362 Forever Alone, Trap

Xu Ming did not continue watching the awards ceremony afterward; he turned and left the stadium.

To his surprise, Misaki Shokuhou followed him out.

Aren't you going to celebrate with Misaka-san?

Xu Ming glanced at her with some curiosity.

"This is the happiest time for Misaka right now. She might not want to see me. Let her little fangirl go and keep her company."

Misaki Shokuhou shook her head, then looked at Xu Ming with a sly smile on her face.

"Besides... everyone's gone to be with her, so who's going to be with you, Senbei~"

Misaki Shokuhou deliberately drew out her voice, speaking in a tone that carried a hint of coquetry.

The shadow behind Xu Ming suddenly rippled violently.