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Chapter 129 Real Killing Football (asking for monthly ticket)
"Chang Fanqie privately messaged me before, saying that no matter how many saves and loads you make, it's useless. It's just a close call. In this game, it's very likely that your teammates will be immortal on the field."

After Chunfen finished speaking, he turned and looked at Goutong.

"Huh? Why play football if you can't kill people!"

'We want to see the killer football game'

'Geneva, give me your money back!'

……

"Do you want to try again?"

Pure fans did not respond to the barrage, but just waited for a reply of agreement.

Gou Tong was stunned for a moment. His first reaction was why a pure fan would say that in the live broadcast room. If this was doomed to fail, wouldn’t it affect the subsequent program effects?

If they really were going to fail, it would be better if they tried every possible means to make a last move...

“Do it!”

After a slight hesitation, Gou Tong became firm again. He felt the will and passion of his teammates.

Perhaps, doing something even though you know it is impossible is also a kind of romance.

"The grass suddenly caught fire."

'It seems that Dog Master can be excited about any game he plays'

"No, sports games are supposed to be exciting."

'Killing Football, good, love watching'

……

The training match began. Gou Tong and Chun Fen looked at each other and sped up their running pace.

When the ball reached the former captain's feet, Pure Pink was already in a flying tackle stance.

Two people may be able to create a miracle!
Use the fusion technique now!
Gou Tong looked at his tense calf muscles, as if he could hear the burning sound and the faint glare.

This is full strength. If you are going towards the ball, it will be too late even if you want to reduce the strength at this distance!
But Pure Pink's foot deviated at the last moment and only lightly brushed the captain's shin guards.

Sure enough, the protection mechanism took effect.

The former captain stumbled, turned around and gave Chunfen an unhappy smile, and asked sarcastically: "Old Chun, you are so strong, I am so scared."

Gou Tong ignored all that. The pure fan was just feinting. He was the one who really wanted to kill, and was about to rush in and use the flaming leg.

The helmet suddenly instilled a scrolling video - sports game nostalgia is not time-consuming at this time, just like the magical girl's transformation is not time-consuming. If it is a two-player game, the video will be played at the same time - the memory suddenly flashed back to the childhood of the ancient god face.

His appearance is very strange, not like that of an ordinary person who has just started learning ball.

Also through calculation, the one who looks very much like the ancient god should be the father of the dog in the game. He is teaching the character, teaching the character tactical positioning:
"Remember, football is a team sport and we have to trust each other."

The ancient god smiled brilliantly... no, it should be said that it was a tragic smile, and gave a thumbs up.

The film ends and we return to reality.

Naturally, Gou Tong's red mode was released, and his murderous intent was reduced. Gou Tong felt that the world was so beautiful. No, no, no.

I want to kill someone!
The rain was getting heavier, and the puddles on the training ground reflected the blurry figures of the teammates.

Gou Tong wanted to kill randomly, but he saw the new winger next to the former captain. When players introduced new players, the old players would also introduce new players. Basically, the average level of the original teammates was the same as the new players they introduced. Birds of a feather flock together.

The big guy who always went against the duo was now protecting the former captain. They huddled together, and they probably realized that something was wrong with their situation.

Gou Tong tightened his Korean gear again and gave it one last try! He would fight to the bitter end without regrets!

Pure fans were probably controlled by the system after the directly dangerous action just now, and they also felt briefly exhausted after the glare ended. They looked at the operation that was probably useless and agreed to it.

The coaching staff appeared on the sidelines. The head coach glanced at the equipment on Gou Tong's legs, gave the two of them a weird smile, and then stopped the training game directly.

Someone had already been injured, which was reasonable. Gotong simply ignored it and launched the charge.

……

The training match started again, and the whistle cut through the rain.

Gou Tong stood in the middle circle, rain dripping down his hair.

This is the eighth time.

Many viewers in the live broadcast room have left, and they are tired of watching this kind of drama over and over again.

Although the scene of the anchor with the ancient god face struggling to be dragged away by the security guards was quite entertaining, it was already repetitive and I was getting tired of it.

In the previous seven times, at most, causing a minor injury to someone on the opposing team on the court was already the limit.

The bad thing about this game is that it's just the player himself, and there's a chance that the opposing player could maliciously cause him serious injury.

When the player fights against the NPC, it is because the player is kind and has a heart of gold.

If you act more aggressively, you can control the person with just a marquee.

The raindrops hit the grass, creating tiny splashes of water.

One last push!
He was still accompanying Gou Tong in this reckless plan, or perhaps he was just a pure fan and wanted to play it this way. In any case, he winked at Gou Tong in the opposite half of the field. In front of him was the position of the former captain.

The duo bonded on the court, and with so many simulations under their belts, they knew exactly where they were going.

The ball kicked out.

The rain made the ball extremely heavy, and I could feel the mud under the grass every time I touched the ball.

Gou Tong moved forward with the ball and caught a glimpse of the former captain approaching him out of the corner of his eye.

The old man's shin guards shone coldly in the rain, just as dazzling as the flying tackle he made earlier when he deliberately tackled Gou.

Now is the time to fight violence with violence, and repay tenfold.

Gou Tong deliberately slowed down his pace, waiting for the target to approach.

His breathing was getting closer and closer, and I could smell the distorted but real smell of sweat and rain in the stealth game.

The opponent's body data has been clearly analyzed. As long as I slightly shift my center of gravity and keep my movements consistent, I can make sure that his injured part hits my knee.
"You bastard! Do you still remember the original intention of football?"

Shit, another marquee?
What does original intention mean? The real original intention is to win!
When practicing the magic path, you can kill your closest relatives. In order to win, you can even kill your teammates!

The honor that the bright football world cannot give can only be given by the dark football world!

This kind of hegemony! This kind of persevering dark will is our path to salvation!

White hole, white tomorrow and championship are waiting for us ahead!

Can I force myself to lift my knees with my eyes closed?
Hit?
Suddenly, the shouts of pure fans were heard, and the marquee ended.

Gotong felt that he could no longer control the character's body, and subconsciously passed the ball.

The former captain missed his move and fell heavily in the mud, but was basically uninjured.

"You bastard, football is not something you use to kill people. Don't let football down."

Gou Tong was stunned.

Serial marquee.

The memory started to play again. It was the father of the bastard in the game. He was still giving lessons to the character. This time he was talking about the martial ethics of Go. Don’t wait for the old man (crossed out) to talk about sportsmanship. Now that you are on the court, don’t think about hurting others.

"Remember, use your tricks outside the arena. Now that you've entered this arena, don't think of any crooked ways."

The ancient god smiled another tragic smile and gave a thumbs-up.

(End of this chapter)