Chapter 37
Chapter 37
Chapter 37
Zhao Lin grew her small mouth in surprise.
She looked at her brother Zhao Chen next to her.
Zhao Chen was even more stupid at this time. After all, all this happened so suddenly that no one noticed how Lin Fan scored the goal just now.
"Did he just score a goal?"
Zhao Chen asked this question.
Zhao Lin actually didn't know, but the Cuju inside the ball frame clearly told everyone present that Lin Fan had indeed scored a goal just now.
It's just that everyone's attention was focused on the duel between Lin Fan and Gesang, so they didn't notice that Lin Fan threw the ball in at the moment Gesang fell to the ground.
"color!"
Zhao Lin stood up and cheered loudly.
Only then did the small group on her side come to their senses, and they all stood up one after another, cheering loudly for Lin Fan's goal.
Correspondingly, Zhao Xun's expression turned a little ugly.
"This kid seems to have two skills."
Zhao Jun blinked her big eyes and said.
Zhao Xun's face was a little gloomy, he snorted coldly and said:
"Hmph, it's just the beginning, and it's not certain who will win."
The game started again, replaced by the Gesan ball.
Gesang just fell hard on a dog eating shit, and his kung fu practiced horizontally will not cause any damage to him.
But it is extremely hurtful, but extremely insulting.
An eighth-rank master was knocked to the ground by a sixth-rank master. Although it was not a real duel, he couldn't afford to lose this person.
"Boy, I was careless just now, let's see how you die now!"
Gesang said in a low voice, his voice was like thunder.
Lin Fan didn't speak, but gave Gesang a thumbs up.
Seeing Lin Fan's actions, Gesang sneered. It was too late to ask for mercy now.
Zhao Chen was a little angry.
"What a softie, why is he still cowardly?"
Zhao Linxiu frowned. Although she didn't speak, she was very dissatisfied.
"Haha, even if he wins the ball, he's just a softie."
Zhao Xun said sarcastically at the side at this time.
Then everyone saw Lin Fan on the field slowly turning his hand in a circle, so that the direction of the thumb became downward.
It turned out that he didn't want to praise Gesang for being great, but to ridicule Gesang's inability.
This is blatant provocation.
One must know that Gesang is still an eighth-rank master after all, facing such a provocation by a sixth-rank master, Gesang couldn't stand it at that time.
"Yeah!"
Gesang growled and punched Lin Fan.
Lin Fan's figure disappeared strangely again.
Gesang was on guard, waiting for Lin Fan to attack him at any time.
"Bang!" came the sound.
Lin Fan's attack did not come, but at this time, the sound of scoring a goal came.
Gesang turned his head in a daze, only to realize that Lin Fan had scored again.
Everyone was stunned. The interval between two goals should not exceed ten breaths, right?
"The king knows, that kid just provoked Gesang on purpose, just to distract him and take the opportunity to grab the ball."
Zhao Chen expressed his analysis with some excitement.
Zhao Lin's beautiful eyes were full of admiration, this dog slave is very smart.
After being poured two balls in a row, Zhao Xun's expression turned a little ugly.
"Tell Gesang, it doesn't matter if you score or not, I don't want to see that kid standing on the field."
Zhao Xun ordered to a little eunuch next to him.
He was really angry, mainly because Lin Fan's actions just now were really a bit cheap.
Lin Fan served again.
Gesang was staring at him now, but this time he didn't speak.
Lin Fan just saw someone saying something next to him, and he was secretly on guard.
There was a sneer on the corner of Gesang's mouth, he didn't mind Lin Fan's guard in the slightest.
If it is not for playing, it is impossible for a sixth-rank master to be an opponent of an eighth-rank master.
When the match started, Lin Fan was preparing to act when he suddenly felt pressure all over his body increase.
The powerful coercion of Gesang's eighth-rank master directly restricted Lin Fan's actions.
Made, cheat!
Lin Fan cursed inwardly, naturally, there are no professional referees in this kind of competition, and Lin Fan didn't expect others to stop Gesang.
"The universe has moved!"
Lin Fan took the ball and fled far away.
Then there was another "bang", and once the ball was poured into the goal.
Gesang stared blankly at Lin Fan who was out of his control, this Lin Fan was really too evil.
As an eighth-rank master, he didn't realize how Lin Fan acted before.
"color!"
Zhao Lin once again stood up and applauded. She looked up at her delicate face, her face was full of complacency. She definitely won this match.
This dog minion is not lying, he is so good.
I was a little reluctant to return it to my mother, or I would really cut him off and let him stay by my side.
In this way, whenever you want to play, you can just take him with you.
Zhao Lin nodded lightly, feeling that this idea was good.
Lin Fan on the court suddenly felt his crotch was chilly.
He subconsciously looked at Zhao Lin, and found that the little witch was looking at him with a fiery face.
Lin Fan couldn't help but shuddered, and his intuition told him that this little witch must be thinking of some bad idea.
"This dead man doesn't really want to eunuch me, does he?"
Lin Fan secretly cursed in his heart.
Hmph, if he really dared to attack his young general in white robe, he would fight her.
Hit her with eight hundred sticks first.
Zhao Xun's face was already very ugly.
"What's the matter with Gesang? Could it be that he can't even deal with a sixth-rank martial artist? Tell him, life or death, I don't want to see this kid standing on the field again."
Zhao Xun gave the death order, and he did not hesitate to kill Lin Fan completely.
Cuju is at Gesang's feet.
"A certain admits that your speed is very fast."
Gesang said to Lin Fan.
"However, it's all over!"
Lin Fan had a premonition in his heart, and before he could make any movements, he saw Gesang's feet move.
This time, instead of kicking towards Lin Fan, he kicked Cuju towards Lin Fan.
At first glance, it looked like he was giving the ball to Lin Fan, but this kick was an angry kick from an eighth-rank master, and it was impossible for Lin Fan to catch it.
Don't you like balls?Then give you the ball.
A certain one likes Zhu Lian's ball, Li Shishi's ball, sister-in-law's ball, and the little witch's ball are also good, but I don't like the pig bladder ball...
Seeing the menacing Cuju, Lin Fan didn't dare to take it hard, but turned slightly sideways, temporarily avoiding its sharp edge, and then prepared to fly to chase the ball.
"Bastard, the ball is coming, why didn't this dog slave catch it? Otherwise, he would have scored another goal."
Zhao Chen pointed at Lin Fan angrily and said.
(End of this chapter)
Zhao Lin grew her small mouth in surprise.
She looked at her brother Zhao Chen next to her.
Zhao Chen was even more stupid at this time. After all, all this happened so suddenly that no one noticed how Lin Fan scored the goal just now.
"Did he just score a goal?"
Zhao Chen asked this question.
Zhao Lin actually didn't know, but the Cuju inside the ball frame clearly told everyone present that Lin Fan had indeed scored a goal just now.
It's just that everyone's attention was focused on the duel between Lin Fan and Gesang, so they didn't notice that Lin Fan threw the ball in at the moment Gesang fell to the ground.
"color!"
Zhao Lin stood up and cheered loudly.
Only then did the small group on her side come to their senses, and they all stood up one after another, cheering loudly for Lin Fan's goal.
Correspondingly, Zhao Xun's expression turned a little ugly.
"This kid seems to have two skills."
Zhao Jun blinked her big eyes and said.
Zhao Xun's face was a little gloomy, he snorted coldly and said:
"Hmph, it's just the beginning, and it's not certain who will win."
The game started again, replaced by the Gesan ball.
Gesang just fell hard on a dog eating shit, and his kung fu practiced horizontally will not cause any damage to him.
But it is extremely hurtful, but extremely insulting.
An eighth-rank master was knocked to the ground by a sixth-rank master. Although it was not a real duel, he couldn't afford to lose this person.
"Boy, I was careless just now, let's see how you die now!"
Gesang said in a low voice, his voice was like thunder.
Lin Fan didn't speak, but gave Gesang a thumbs up.
Seeing Lin Fan's actions, Gesang sneered. It was too late to ask for mercy now.
Zhao Chen was a little angry.
"What a softie, why is he still cowardly?"
Zhao Linxiu frowned. Although she didn't speak, she was very dissatisfied.
"Haha, even if he wins the ball, he's just a softie."
Zhao Xun said sarcastically at the side at this time.
Then everyone saw Lin Fan on the field slowly turning his hand in a circle, so that the direction of the thumb became downward.
It turned out that he didn't want to praise Gesang for being great, but to ridicule Gesang's inability.
This is blatant provocation.
One must know that Gesang is still an eighth-rank master after all, facing such a provocation by a sixth-rank master, Gesang couldn't stand it at that time.
"Yeah!"
Gesang growled and punched Lin Fan.
Lin Fan's figure disappeared strangely again.
Gesang was on guard, waiting for Lin Fan to attack him at any time.
"Bang!" came the sound.
Lin Fan's attack did not come, but at this time, the sound of scoring a goal came.
Gesang turned his head in a daze, only to realize that Lin Fan had scored again.
Everyone was stunned. The interval between two goals should not exceed ten breaths, right?
"The king knows, that kid just provoked Gesang on purpose, just to distract him and take the opportunity to grab the ball."
Zhao Chen expressed his analysis with some excitement.
Zhao Lin's beautiful eyes were full of admiration, this dog slave is very smart.
After being poured two balls in a row, Zhao Xun's expression turned a little ugly.
"Tell Gesang, it doesn't matter if you score or not, I don't want to see that kid standing on the field."
Zhao Xun ordered to a little eunuch next to him.
He was really angry, mainly because Lin Fan's actions just now were really a bit cheap.
Lin Fan served again.
Gesang was staring at him now, but this time he didn't speak.
Lin Fan just saw someone saying something next to him, and he was secretly on guard.
There was a sneer on the corner of Gesang's mouth, he didn't mind Lin Fan's guard in the slightest.
If it is not for playing, it is impossible for a sixth-rank master to be an opponent of an eighth-rank master.
When the match started, Lin Fan was preparing to act when he suddenly felt pressure all over his body increase.
The powerful coercion of Gesang's eighth-rank master directly restricted Lin Fan's actions.
Made, cheat!
Lin Fan cursed inwardly, naturally, there are no professional referees in this kind of competition, and Lin Fan didn't expect others to stop Gesang.
"The universe has moved!"
Lin Fan took the ball and fled far away.
Then there was another "bang", and once the ball was poured into the goal.
Gesang stared blankly at Lin Fan who was out of his control, this Lin Fan was really too evil.
As an eighth-rank master, he didn't realize how Lin Fan acted before.
"color!"
Zhao Lin once again stood up and applauded. She looked up at her delicate face, her face was full of complacency. She definitely won this match.
This dog minion is not lying, he is so good.
I was a little reluctant to return it to my mother, or I would really cut him off and let him stay by my side.
In this way, whenever you want to play, you can just take him with you.
Zhao Lin nodded lightly, feeling that this idea was good.
Lin Fan on the court suddenly felt his crotch was chilly.
He subconsciously looked at Zhao Lin, and found that the little witch was looking at him with a fiery face.
Lin Fan couldn't help but shuddered, and his intuition told him that this little witch must be thinking of some bad idea.
"This dead man doesn't really want to eunuch me, does he?"
Lin Fan secretly cursed in his heart.
Hmph, if he really dared to attack his young general in white robe, he would fight her.
Hit her with eight hundred sticks first.
Zhao Xun's face was already very ugly.
"What's the matter with Gesang? Could it be that he can't even deal with a sixth-rank martial artist? Tell him, life or death, I don't want to see this kid standing on the field again."
Zhao Xun gave the death order, and he did not hesitate to kill Lin Fan completely.
Cuju is at Gesang's feet.
"A certain admits that your speed is very fast."
Gesang said to Lin Fan.
"However, it's all over!"
Lin Fan had a premonition in his heart, and before he could make any movements, he saw Gesang's feet move.
This time, instead of kicking towards Lin Fan, he kicked Cuju towards Lin Fan.
At first glance, it looked like he was giving the ball to Lin Fan, but this kick was an angry kick from an eighth-rank master, and it was impossible for Lin Fan to catch it.
Don't you like balls?Then give you the ball.
A certain one likes Zhu Lian's ball, Li Shishi's ball, sister-in-law's ball, and the little witch's ball are also good, but I don't like the pig bladder ball...
Seeing the menacing Cuju, Lin Fan didn't dare to take it hard, but turned slightly sideways, temporarily avoiding its sharp edge, and then prepared to fly to chase the ball.
"Bastard, the ball is coming, why didn't this dog slave catch it? Otherwise, he would have scored another goal."
Zhao Chen pointed at Lin Fan angrily and said.
(End of this chapter)