C28 Ye Zichen Was Completely Stupefied

In this dangerous emergency.

There was a single girl standing far away from the arena. She had a tranquil smile on her face. At that moment, the spring wind blew like a hundred flowers blooming in unison.

However, none of the students saw it.

Her red lips parted. "Can you injure him just like that?"

The clear, cold, and soothing voice was gently blown away by the wind, and no one could hear it.

"Song Ziyang!" Be careful! "

Seeing that Song Ziyang was about to be injured, Jiang Xiaoran finally couldn't hold it in anymore and opened her mouth.

Although she knew that Song Ziyang was very powerful.

But right now, the ball was almost touching his cheek.

Even if the deities came, they would definitely not be able to escape!

"Phew!" Whoosh! "Hah! …"

The ball had yet to reach his skin, but Song Ziyang's ears had already heard the strong sound of the wind.

His eyes flashed, and he suddenly threw his head back as fast as lightning.

The rapidly spinning ball flew back against the tip of his nose.

How could Song Ziyang let it hit the goal so easily?

Unknowingly, his right hand had already circled around and arrived in front of the soccer ball.

He did not secretly use his inner strength.

He knew that this was only Liang Chao testing him.

And how could he, who always liked to keep a low profile, so easily expose himself?

Relying on Chinese martial arts in the four or four thousand pounds.

His fingertips moved along the spinning ball and began to vibrate rapidly. At the same time, he let the ball glide along the arc.

The impact force that was originally strong, under Song Ziyang's ingenious force, became not that terrifying.

The grass chips that were flying in the air seemed to have been interrupted by something. They were like kites with their strings cut, flying everywhere.

Wang Er was secretly surprised that Song Ziyang was overestimating himself. Since Song Ziyang didn't listen to him, he should at least be seriously injured.

In the end, the scene before him caused his pupils to suddenly widen.

What was going on?

Other than Liang Chao, not even his brother Wang Da was able to crack his kick.

The best way to deal with this situation was to intercept and interrupt him when he was shooting the ball.

But who could interrupt him?

Thus, from the beginning, he knew that Song Ziyang definitely wouldn't be able to accept it.

But when they saw that Song Ziyang was going to fly the football that was about to take possession of the ground once again in an unbelievable arc into the air.

He knew that Song Ziyang had already accepted the ball!

Not just him.

All the students outside the field were confused.

They didn't know what Song Ziyang did in just a few seconds.

They saw that the soccer ball that was originally unstoppable, looked like it was pulled when it met Song Ziyang. It followed Song Ziyang's fingertips and was no longer as fierce as before.

As the saying goes.

The layman watched the commotion while the expert watched the flow.

Just when everyone was cheering excitedly after experiencing such a strong visual contrast.

Liang Chao frowned.

Just now, he clearly felt that there was no inner strength fluctuation on Song Ziyang's body.

One had to know that even he had to use 30% of his inner strength to withstand Wang Er's kick.

"It's my turn, right?"

Song Ziyang looked at Wang Er, who was staring at him with a dumbstruck expression, with a polite smile.

At this moment, Wang Er was at a loss of what to do as he looked at Liang Chao, who was standing outside the stage.

If this wasn't a coincidence, but Song Ziyang was really able to take the ball, then he wouldn't be able to achieve his goal of victory.

This was his strongest ball!

Liang Chao slightly nodded his head and signaled Wang Er to follow Song Ziyang's instructions.

He wanted to see what Song Ziyang was up to.

With this skill, even if he was not an inner strength expert, his own research on martial skills would be at the peak.

But was there really such a thing as a martial art without inner strength?

Liang Chao's suspicion towards Song Ziyang was not interrupted at all. Instead, he felt that he could not see through the ordinary boy in front of him.

"You have to be careful, this ball of mine is definitely different from the previous one."

Just when Wang Er was ready to receive Song Ziyang's kick, Song Ziyang reminded him in a neutral tone.

As the saying goes, do unto others what they do unto you.

Song Ziyang's words were undoubtedly the same as what Wang Er had told him before.

However, Wang Er didn't think that this was a funny joke.

If it was before, he would have surely scoffed.

Even if this seemingly tender and delicate student had even the slightest bit of skill with the ball, he would definitely not be able to pull off any tricks.

Ye Zichen wiped the sweat from his forehead, then looked at Song Ziyang, who was still the same as before, without any changes.

Wang Er always felt an invisible pressure in the air, making him feel as if his feet were filled with lead.

Hard to move.

He didn't do Wang Er's kind of warm-up.

He raised his foot just like before and kicked out.

But this time …

At the same time the kick was sent out, the atmosphere suddenly changed!

The arena seemed to have been trampled by a giant foot, giving off an invisible wave. The football that was originally advantageous on the ground was just like a desperate person racing for a ride.

He charged straight at Wang Er.

"Catch his legs!"

After hearing what Wang Er said, he immediately dodged to the side.

Even a wall could be kicked through by a soccer ball like a cannonball.

Although the crowd outside the arena felt the sudden wave of force that was transmitted to them.

However, the grass on the field wasn't moved at all. This made them wonder if they were hallucinating.

Soon after, they saw Wang Er, who was waiting for them at the goal, jump to the side as if he received a shock.

As for that seemingly ordinary soccer ball, it just watched helplessly as it went towards the goal.

Wang Er looked at the football that was about to hit the goal in fear.

Just now, he could clearly feel the force from the football that wanted to tear him apart.

This wasn't a joke, it was just as Song Ziyang said.

He had to be careful!

The people outside the stage hadn't even had time to cheer.

Liang Chao was also looking at Wang Er, who suddenly dodged to the side in dissatisfaction.

The goal goal - shooting football has already touched the net.

The originally specially processed and tenacious net was now as fragile as a thin piece of paper.

The moment the ball touched the net, it disintegrated.

It was as though it was all fake.

After passing through the net, the soccer ball smashed into the drain in the distance with an unstoppable force.

"Bam!"

After a loud explosion, the football was bounced up more than ten meters before finally coming to a stop.

Everyone was looking at the football with dazed faces, as if they were running away from a wild horse.

Then, he looked at the young man who was still standing on the football field with the same expression as before.

There was complete silence.

Jiang Xiaoran could not believe it either. She had never thought that football could be played like this.

Eyes narrowed in a dangerous arc.

This Song Ziyang was pretending to be a pig to eat tigers?

These two were his followers. If they were slapped in the face, wouldn't he lose face as well?