The rise of the cousin in the world of beasts

"Two to one! The peak team is catching up!"

"Peak, peak, bravely climb the peak! Come on, come on!"

In the 7th minute of the second half, the Pinnacle team scored the first goal, and there was extremely warm applause on the field.

A football game plus intermission lasts 10 minutes in total, and the first and second halves are 10 minutes each.For both sides of the competition, this time is enough for them to play, but it is easy to leave many regrets.

After the peak team scored a goal, the Hercules team understood that the opponent had shown more powerful running speed and physical strength, and rushed left and right more violently.Instead of rushing to adjust their tactics, they also increased the intensity of kicking the ball so that the opponent could not intercept it.

Abraham dealt with a young orc. His face was dripping with sweat, and the animal skin vest on his body was pressed against his skin. The extremely airtight animal skin made him feel very uncomfortable.At this time, he was very focused, and the football was firmly controlled under his feet, no matter how the opponent tried to grab it, he couldn't take it away.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a player in the distance who was unguarded, and Abraham seized the opportunity to kick the ball vigorously.This pass used a lot of strength, he even let out a beast-like growl from his throat, and used tricky angles and inch strength to make the football spin quickly.

This is the coping method Lincoln taught them, not only using more power, but also adding a certain amount of rotation, and the chosen passing route is no longer an absolute straight line, but an amazing arc.

Use strength and skill to shake the opponent's speed!

Lincoln was not very optimistic when he proposed this method, because the techniques mixed in it are very complicated and require very high strength and flexibility of the human body.But I didn't expect that it was nothing to the orcs. They only practiced a few times before they fully mastered it.

Lincoln couldn't help but sigh with emotion. After all, he is a person with animal genes, so he can't look at it with the eyes of normal people.

After using this method, the game became more and more exciting, and there were often flashes of skill that burst out, firmly attracting the attention of the audience.Curve balls, spin balls, and continuous passes made people dizzyingly watched, and they made uncontrollable exclamations from time to time.

The peak team took a deep breath and ran vigorously on the court, but because they had not undergone special training, they could not grasp the passing route and timing.Coupled with the increased force exerted by the Hercules on the football, the speed of the ball has been increasing, and they are always a few points behind, unable to intercept the ball.

In the No.18 minute of the second half, the Hercules scored another goal to rewrite the score to [-]-[-].

At this moment, the pinnacle team called a timeout.The team members anxiously discussed the countermeasures. The pressure was so great that the veins on everyone's necks were bulging, and their eyes were about to burst into flames.Originally, the Hercules team was not taken seriously by them at all. What is there to worry about for a group of middle-aged uncles?Their goal is to be the strongest marksman team.

Who would have thought that it was Hercules, whom they didn't pay attention to, who forced them into such a big predicament. If they didn't think of a way to deal with it, then their game would stop here!

"The opponent's physical strength is not as good as ours, so they are always consuming our physical strength and increasing the frequency of passing the ball, so that we have to run all over the field. If this is the case, then find a way to make them unable to pass the ball! Now everyone's physical strength and energy are in. Rapid decline, how about this, we use one-on-one man-marking tactics, stalk them, and then find the right opportunity to grab the ball!" The captain of the pinnacle team said with a grim expression.

His suggestion was unanimously approved by the players. The uncles of the Hercules team are not good at running. As long as they cannot pass the ball, they will be trapped to death.

The members of the Pinnacle team once again stepped onto the court full of energy. Of course, their emotional changes could not escape the eyes of those veterans of the Hercules team. They immediately understood that they must have come up with a new trick.

Abraham greeted Brooke's father, Walter, and the two old friends played in a very tacit understanding.

Sure enough, the Peak team showed their man-to-man tactics, sticking to the Hercules to prevent them from passing the ball.

"Awesome! The speed of seeing and dismantling tricks is very fast, and young people's brains are easy to use." Abraham said silently in his heart.

"The peak team really has a way, hurry up to grab the ball and attack!" The enthusiasm of the audience was ignited, and a new round of cheering and shouting resounded on the field again.

To be honest, this tactic of man-to-man was carried out quite thoroughly. The orcs were very rational, and once they decided to act, they would not change easily.I saw that the members of the Peak team were like leeches absorbing the members of the Hercules team, no matter how hard they tried their best, they couldn't get rid of them no matter what.

Two minutes passed quickly, and there were only the last 2 minutes left before the end of the game.

Walter, the captain of the Hercules team, suddenly shouted in the midfield: "The time has come!"

"Understood!" The other team members answered neatly.

Their conversation made everyone puzzled, only Lincoln smiled.

In the next moment, the player controlling the football made a flexible change of direction, and started to run quickly. The speed was as fast as lightning, and he did not lose to the vigorous pinnacle team at all!

Following Walter's signal, the Hercules team, which rarely ran on the field, seemed to have been pressed a switch, turning on their speed function!Everyone saw that the Hercules team with the green number plate on their backs was so fast that they flew up, like ten gusts of wind blowing wantonly in the field!

They have always given everyone a deep impression before, that is, they are old and not good at running and displacement.In order to have the physical strength to last the whole game, they have been making up for their weakness with long-distance passes, and they have deceived everyone.

Where are they actually that weak?Perhaps their physical strength is indeed difficult to run continuously for 10 minutes, but now they are conserving their physical strength for the first 10 minutes, what is the last 10 minutes?

So this is the biggest tactic Lincoln provided them with - showing weakness to the enemy.Magnify the weaknesses of your own team infinitely, so big that the opponents take it seriously!

When the Hercules team started to run at the same height, it was the peak team that forcibly increased their speed to steal the ball before and couldn't keep up with them!

Amid the heart-piercing shouts of the audience, the Pinnacle team was powerless to continue. Even though they tried their best to stop them, they still let the Hercules team score a goal in the end.

With the score tied at four to one, the ever-twistful game was finally over, and the Hercules advanced to the next round.

"We won! Hahahaha! Let me see who dares to call us the senior team this time!"

"Thanks to Lincoln, otherwise we would have lost badly, okay?"

"Yes, yes, Abraham, I must thank you Lincoln, the tactics he taught are really amazing!"

"I didn't expect that as long as the tactics are correct, we can win the peak!"

A group of middle-aged uncles from the Hercules team were in high spirits, smiling all over their faces, their high-spirited and high-spirited emotions couldn't be stopped.

The team members all discussed to reward Lincoln. If it weren't for him, it would be almost impossible for the Hercules team to win.

On the other hand, the pinnacle team that lost was more frustrated than the running team that lost in the first game, which should have been a game they were sure to win.

"Did you hear that? The uncles said that the messenger taught them these tactics." One of the orcs who could hear well said.

"Master Messenger is so powerful? It's only been two days since the grouping information came out? Can we pinpoint our weaknesses in such a short period of time? He's too strong, I really want to play against him!" said the pinnacle team captain, clenched his fists.

The other team members hurriedly stopped him: "Don't bully Master Messenger, you have bad legs, be careful that Brook beats you up!"

"Ah..." Thinking of Brook's thunderous methods, the young captain trembled unconsciously, slapped himself on the mouth and said, "I didn't say anything, and you didn't hear anything."

A group of people packed up their things and left the arena, and there is still a game to go on.

In the stands, the three boys praised Lincoln so much that they looked at him with admiration in their eyes, which made Lincoln very embarrassed.

Miller blushed and whispered, "Dad, will you teach me these tricks in the future?"

Lincoln pinched the face of his little Asian beast, and promised again and again: "Of course, I was going to teach you. Dad is busy this year, and you are still young. When I have more free time next year, you will reach your age." Five years old, when the time comes, I will definitely pass on all the football skills to you.

In addition, I plan to build an amusement park and a swimming pool in the city. Although Brooke said that it will kill the children's will, I don't think a childhood is complete without an amusement park, and I believe you will not be addicted to playing. "

"Amusement park? What's that?!" Adams asked urgently.

Lincoln shrugged: "I can't explain it clearly. Anyway, it's a very, very interesting thing. You'll understand it when it's built."

What he said aroused new longing for the three cubs.

For the children, Lincoln is a very kind father. He not only respects them, treats them equally, but also always has many ideas, which is very fun.

The father and son had a brief chat, and the next game was staged immediately.

The schedule for the two-day weekend is very tight, with two games in the morning and two games in the afternoon, and one game in the evening when the torches are lit.

Such a dense arrangement still made the clansmen feel unsatisfactory. After the game in the evening, they all stood in the stands not far away, talking fiercely with each other about the five football games that had ended.

Especially the game between the Hercules and the Pinnacle was the most talked about.Only then did everyone know that to win a football game, skills alone are not enough, and tactics are also very important.

I think after today, the intelligence of the major teams will be collected on a large scale.

This is what Lincoln is willing to see. There is not much he can teach his tribe in terms of technology, especially for the orcs. As long as they master the knack of playing football, they can do several times better than Lincoln.But in terms of tactics, Lincoln is much better than them.

On the way home after watching the game, Lincoln ran into Brook. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "There must be a lot of people asking you for advice, and let you formulate tactics for them?"

The orcs admired Brook the most, so not many people actually came to ask Lincoln for advice.What's more, in the tribe, the orcs basically go to Brook for anything, and the sub-beasts go to Lincoln, and everyone has formed a tacit understanding.

Brooke smiled and said, "I let them figure out their own tactics. How can I do everything?"

Lincoln laughed and said, "That's what I told the sub-beasts. There are so many things to do all day, how can I have time! Well, I'm going home, bye."

"kindness."

"Father, good night~" The three cubs waved to Brook naturally.

Brook put away his smiling face and said seriously, "Go back to sleep."

Watching him leave, Adams whispered, "Father really only smiles at Dad, it's too mean."

Both Field and Miller nodded.

Lincoln's unfriendly voice came from above their heads: "Who are you calling father? Hurry up and go home!"

The cubs stuck out their tongues and ran away in a hurry.