Princess Sets Poison Again

Chapter 654: Stadium Overlord, Brilliant

"Yunying holds the ball."

Yu Fan caught the ball thrown by the disciples next to him, turned to look at Qin Shu and other humane, "Two points, we can no longer lose points."

Guo Bin gritted his teeth. "They are too strong."

Yu Fan frowned unpleasantly, "Don't raise the spirit of others, they are strong and we are not weak."

Everyone heard the words, and the fighting spirit was instantly ignited.

Yu Fan said it right, they are strong, they are not weak, and they have been beaten by them for no reason. Before, they won with Xiang Liyang.

Seeing that everyone had restored their confidence, Yu Fan was finally relieved.

"Every one of you stares at the other one. In the end, the kid doesn't care. This time we will score goals anyway." After the explanation, Yu Fan rushed directly to the opposite side with the ball.

Qin Shu and others immediately followed, and according to Yu Fan's deployment, one person kept one.

Except for Yu Fengling, Murong Yu and Xue Qingyu were both stared at.

Yu Fan took the ball straight to the goal, and Murong Xu wanted to stop the ball, but Qin Shu beside him was staring too tightly. As long as he moved each step, he would immediately follow it, preventing the dripping water.

Xue Qingxuan and Bai Yihan, and Murong Xuan, too, were stared so tightly that they couldn't even turn around.

For a time, the four could only watch Yu Fan break into the goal like no one else.

Yu Fan suffered a few losses. This time, he didn't care about reaching the goal. He didn't wave until he finally aimed at the goal. "Pop", the ball flew up instantly.

Yu Fengling immediately became nervous. He stared at the ball tightly, and Mo Beichen said to him instantly.

At this moment, there was only one word in his mind, that is, he must hold the ball anyway.

The ball flew high towards the goal, and everyone's hearts lifted in an instant.

Yu Wenbo in the crowd was nervously sweating.

Uncle, it's time to prove yourself. You must defend this ball.

Seeing that the ball was getting closer to himself, Yu Fengling finally moved. He swayed the club quickly, using all his strength to hit the ball out.

The rattan ball wrapped in cowhide seemed to be on fire, and shot forward.

Looking at the small ball that was flying like a rocket in front, Yu Fan was stunned by its speed and strength. Until the ball rubbed his cheek, he finally recovered, and turned blankly and watched. A small ball gone.

Not just Yu Fan, everyone in the room stared at the ball.

Finally, the little ball caught the attention of the opposite goal frame, but it still didn't stop.

The crowd only heard a loud bang. The thick frame board was punctured, and the small ball flew out of the stadium through the frame board and disappeared.

All of a sudden, everyone was dumbfounded. The audience was silent and terribly quiet.

Even Yu Wenbai, who was accustomed to Yu Fengling's forces, completely stayed.

Uncle is really terrible, especially when he is really serious, it is really that no force can stop him.

"Sorry, I tried too hard." Looking at the ball leaping out of the court, Yu Fengling frowned angrily, but he still couldn't master it.

A sudden annoyed voice made everyone present awake like a dream.

God, what did they just see?

The **** looked at Yu Fengling stunned, and suddenly felt extremely proud.

Such an excellent person is her disciple, her vision is really good.

Unable to help, the **** applauded for him.

Seeing Baitan applaud him, Yu Fengling's handsome face turned red.

At this moment, he felt that nothing was important. It was not important to stay up all night practicing and being laughed at. It was important that her smile was her proud look.

Hearing that crisp applause, the people around him immediately returned to God and applauded.

The enthusiastic applause rang throughout the stadium. Everyone was excited and crazy, because they had never seen anyone who could hit the ball so far.

Not to mention these onlookers, even Yu Fan and Qin Shu were shocked.

Someone can run the ball across the entire racetrack. You must know that the entire racetrack is 200 meters long. You must know their strength, let alone the entire court. I ’m afraid that it ca n’t be done even at halftime. Field, and also lost it, how powerful is that power.

Yu Fan, they thought about it, but didn't feel a bit lucky. Fortunately, he is a layman. If he is accurate enough, as long as he can win them by himself, it is really scary to think about it.

They also looked at Yu Fengling sternly.

Knowing that he is strong, but not knowing that he is doing his best, is so powerful.

Murong Yu now more and more feels that the game he originally intended to let him.

Mo Beichen also drew a rare lip corner.

He is indeed a genius. He has powerful power that no one else can.

The elders in the viewing area also took a long time to return to God.

"This kid really is born with divine power." Elder Tu looked excitedly at Yu Fengling.

This kid has a ball, but they have a lot of faces.

Bu Yangzi hooked his lips proudly.

That kid did grow a lot and didn't disappoint.

"He is born with divine power?" Elder Zhong was surprised.

Elder Tu nodded with a smile, "Yeah, this boy is very strong and can easily lift a few hundred pounds of hammer."

Elder Zhong was even more shocked. He could easily lift a few hundred pounds of hammer, which was really a natural power.

Elder Zhong fixedly looked at Yu Fengling in the arena and saw that he was not only young and powerful but he had already reached the realm of the Purple Spirit, and his interest suddenly became stronger.

"I don't know if this young disciple can worship a teacher." Elder Zhong asked tentatively.

All the people present were human beings. How could they not understand the meaning of Elder Zhong?

Elder Tu "haha" laughed. "You're late. He has already visited the door of Lao Butou."

Elder Zhong was instantly disappointed, and looked apologetically at Bu Yangzi, "I was reckless, and I asked Brother Bu not to blame."

Bu Yangzi was in a good mood and waved his hand generously, "It doesn't matter."

Elder Zhong smiled with a little embarrassment: "Brother Bu really had a good opinion, these two disciples are so amazing."

Elder Ling also looked at Bu Yangzi with sympathy.

Before they met his two disciples, they were both gifted and talented. Among the dragons and phoenixes, this one is not bad at all, and they have to say that his apprentice's vision is really good.

Seeing the two misunderstandings, Bu Yangzi did not explain, but Elder Tu smiled: "You want to be bad, I said he worshipped under the door of Lao Butou, not that he worshiped Lao Butou as a teacher."

The two frowned, looking at Elder Tu with a puzzled look.

What does it mean? What's the difference between these two sentences?

Elder Tu explained with a smile: "It was Bai Yadu who accepted him as a disciple, so he also considered to be at the door of Lao Butou."

When they heard the words, their eyes widened unbelievably.

They heard it right. The girl didn't look as big as the kid, so she accepted him as a disciple.

"Sure enough, every teacher must have his own apprentice, and his nephew's eyes are just as good as that of Brother Bu."

Elder Zhong and Elder Ling both expressed emotions. They always felt that their college was farther away from Fengshen.

Listening to the flattery of the two, the corners of Bu Yangzi's lips rose unconsciously.

Still the girl had a long-term vision, otherwise such a good seed would have been snatched.

For Bu Yangzi, Yu Fengling is not just as simple as his apprentice. His disciple is a shopkeeper, and he will inevitably worry about her. The practice of Yu Fengling is mostly taught by him. He is said to be his disciple. , That's understandable.

Since Yu Fengling just hit the ball out of bounds, Yun Ying is still holding the ball.

Yu Fan, they reorganized and set off. They did not reorganize their tactics, because they felt that only Yu Fengling was the door god, and any tactics were useless.

As before, Qin Shu kept Mu Rongyu, and Yu Fan brought the ball to the goal again.

This time Yu Fan deliberately leaned a little and waved Ju Ju without giving Yu Fengling any chance to prepare.

However, no matter what kind of struggle Yu Fan did, it was useless because when he was swinging, Yu Fengling had already subconsciously raised his own kick.

With a slam, the ball was blown out again without any doubt.

Even if Yu Fengling controlled his strength, the ball still flew out like a sharp arrow.

Everyone looked at the ball in surprise, everyone seemed to be watching how far it could fly this time.

Under the expectation of everyone, the ball "snapped" the hole in the hole again and then stuck on the plate.

"Brother Yu is mighty!"

There was another enthusiastic applause, and the disciples were more excited than when they just scored.

Looking at the small ball stuck on the frame, Yu Fengling flushed red unconsciously, "Sorry."

He was already in control, but he hadn't been in control.

Xue Qingxi raised her lip corner and patted his shoulder comfortably. "It's okay, you played well. You just need to cut the ball and leave the rest to us."

Murong Yu also laughed, "Yes, you just have to defend well, and we will come for the rest."

Fortunately, he couldn't shoot the ball, otherwise they would be fine.

Yu Fengling immediately nodded seriously.

His task is to defend, and he always remembers it.

Yu Fan looked at the small ball stuck on the frame, then turned to look at Yu Fengling with firm eyes, and a deep sense of power went around him instantly.

With this door god, do they still need to fight this game?