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Chapter 5 The Divine Fire Trident

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Yuan Dongshuai shrank his neck, but immediately straightened his chest again, and said loudly: "You three wild boys are quite tall, but so what? How dare you laugh at the football team of our No. [-] Middle School?" , I have to apologize to the football team of No. [-] Middle School!"

The three tall middle school students burst into laughter. They laughed for a long time, and one of them said eccentrically, "Apologize? I heard you right! The football team of No. [-] Middle School is so good, we can still make us apologize!" This is the funniest joke I've ever heard!"

Yuan Dongshuai was so angry that his face turned red, and he said loudly: "You dare to say that the football team of No. [-] Middle School is not good, so do you dare to compete with me?"

Yuan Dongshuai's words aroused the interest of the three middle school students, and one of them asked, "Oh? Why don't you dare, and how can you compare it? Let me hear it?"

Although Yuan Dongshuai was excited, he didn't lose his mind. He saw that these three were tall and clumsy, and he thought they were not strikers, so their shooting skills would not be very good. Therefore, Yuan Dongshuai blurted out without any hesitation: "We just shoot. We shoot from 25 meters outside the goal. Whoever can score more goals in 100 shots will win the competition. The loser must apologize to the winner!"

The three tall and burly middle school students looked at Yuan Dongshuai strangely, then nodded and said: "There is no problem with shooting, but there must be a goalkeeper."

Yuan Dongshuai thought for a while, pointed to Alimu and said, "My friend is a goalkeeper, so let him be the goalkeeper."

Alimu gave Yuan Dongshuai a strange look, and was about to say that he was not a goalkeeper, but Yuan Dongshuai had already pulled him away.

Yuan Dongshuai dragged Alimu to the school's football field, and the three tall students followed behind Yuan Dongshuai and Alimu.

They soon came to the football field. The three tall and burly students took out a football from their backpacks, threw the football to Yuan Dongshuai, and said, "This is the football field of your middle school. These one hundred Ball, you shoot first!"

Yuan Dongshuai stopped the football at his feet and said loudly, "If I shoot first, I will shoot first."

Then, Yuan Dongshuai turned his head and said to Alimu: "Alimu, you guard the gate for me, don't release water just because we are friends!"

Alimu nodded and said, "Just shoot, I won't release water, but I..."

Before Alimu could finish speaking, Yuan Dongshuai pushed Alimu to the goal and stood there. He ran to a distance of about 25 meters from the goal, placed the football, and made a posture ready to shoot.

Alimu, who had not been trained as a goalkeeper, stood at the goal, so he had to imitate the goalkeeper on TV and prepare for the goal.

As soon as Alimu's movements were set, Yuan Dongshuai volleyed and let the football fly straight to the goal. The football's speed was fast, but the angle was right, and it shot straight at Alimu standing in the middle of the goal.

Although Alimu has never been a goalkeeper, he still knows that this kind of high-speed flying ball should be hit with both palms, so Alimu made the movement of hitting the football.

Ali Mu's palms hit the bottom of the football. The football was forced and flew high, over the crossbar of the goal, and landed behind the goal.

Yuan Dongshuai's first shot was saved, but Yuan Dongshuai was not discouraged at all, and shouted: "This is the first shot, just looking for the feeling, I will definitely hit the goal with the second shot!"

The three tall middle school students smiled lightly when they heard the words and did not speak. They just ran to the back of the goal to catch the football shot by Yuan Dongshuai. They told Yuan Dongshuai with their actions that they did not believe that Yuan Dongshuai could shoot the football into the goal. goal.

Seeing this, Yuan Dongshuai blushed slightly, but since he had already uttered such a big word, he had to score the second shot no matter what.

So when he took the second shot, Yuan Dongshuai stood behind the football and took aim for a full minute before starting to run up and shoot.

This time the football flew out very fast and at a very tricky angle. It went straight to the upper left corner of the goal. Seeing the football flying towards the goal, Alimu moved laterally to the left side of the goal, ready to jump and hit the football.

But before Alimu jumped up, the football shot by Yuan Dongshuai flew out close to the goal post. Three tall middle school students laughed loudly, picked up the football that flew out of the goal, and kicked it back to Yuan Dongshuai.

Yuan Dongshuai shot the football for the second time, and his face became more serious. He ignored the ridicule of the three tall and middle school students, set the football up, and started preparing to shoot again. This time Yuan Dongshuai took longer to prepare. Kick the football out with a swing of your leg.

This time Yuan Dongshuai kicked the football very fast, very angled, and almost ran towards the dead corner of the goal. Before Alimu touched the ball, the football flew into the net.

On the third shot, Yuan Dongshuai finally scored the ball. Yuan Dongshuai couldn't help jumping up and shouting, as happy as if he scored a free kick in an official game.

Alimu picked up the football from the net, gave Yuan Dongshuai a thumbs up, and kicked the football back to Yuan Dongshuai. Yuan Dongshuai caught the football and raised his head at the three tall and burly middle school students, his eyes full of enthusiasm. It tasted provocative.

The three tall middle school students said disdainfully: "It's ridiculous to be so proud of such a low scoring rate! If there is a wall in front of the goal, I'm afraid this kid can't score a single goal!"

Their voices were very low, Yuan Dongshuai didn't hear them, otherwise Yuan Dongshuai would ask them to argue again.

And Yuan Dongshuai's shooting continued. After he scored a goal, he felt like scoring a goal. The 4th, 5th and 6th shots all went into the goal.

This made Yuan Dongshuai's self-confidence burst, and he began to volley vigorously. After an hour, Yuan Dongshuai completed 43 shots, and the final result was [-] goals.

After Yuan Dongshuai shot a hundred goals, he laughed loudly and said, "You three big guys are scared! I scored 43 goals! Hahahaha!"

The three tall and burly middle school students looked at Yuan Dongshuai and snorted softly, "Big idiot!"

This time Yuan Dongshuai heard clearly and shouted: "Who do you call an idiot? I scored 43 goals!"

The three tall middle school students gave Yuan Dongshuai a blank look: "I only scored 43 goals, what is there to be proud of, and the goalkeeper is so amateurish. If it were us, we would have scored more than 90 goals."

Yuan Dongshuai was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted: "You three big guys, you don't draft drafts when you talk big! It looks like you play defenders, how can you have such good footwork?"

"Have you tried it?" After the three of them finished speaking, one of them came to the front of the football, swung his thigh and slapped it on top of the football. The football was shot out like a cannonball and shot straight at Alimu.

Alimu dodged subconsciously, and the football flew into the goal from Alimu's ear.

Yuan Dongshuai saw that they scored a goal easily, and the speed and strength of the ball were so strong, which completely exceeded his imagination. He looked at the shooter in disbelief, then shook his head, pretending to disdain and said: "That's it!" Score one goal, I've scored 43 goals, I don't need to be as knowledgeable as you."

The three of them didn't bother to pay attention to Yuan Dongshuai. When Alimu kicked the football back, the person who shot just now volleyed again. This time the ball was faster and had an angle. Alimu didn't respond at all, and the ball had already been caught. Shot into the goal.

The first time can be said to be a fluke, but the second time is not so simple, Yuan Dongshuai was a little frustrated, but still pretended to be disdainful: "Huh, this kind of ball is played by anyone, and I am the one who scored 43 goals. Can you score 43 goals?"

The three of them didn't answer, they just shot with their heads down, one kick, two kicks, three kicks, four kicks. . . . . .After the three shot 100 shots, Yuan Dongshuai had nothing to say, because they only missed one shot, and the other 99 shots were all on target, and all of their shots on target had already entered the goal.

Out of 100 shots, 99 shots scored on the goal. What an amazing efficiency. Yuan Dongshuai's face turned green. He couldn't believe that this was the defender's footwork.

And after these three people shot the goal, they said lightly: "Boy, don't you even ask, who is the Shenhuo Trident in the third middle school, and dare to come and compete with us for shooting, hum! I really don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, thanks to us. This kind of ignorant brat is really depreciating, forget it, we don’t want your apology, you go and get the football back to us, we will leave, it’s getting late now!”

(End of this chapter)