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Chapter 426 Milia dribbles the ball with her face, her domain expands, and her opponents kneel in submission.

The commentator said excitedly, "We've seen a lot of infighting within teams. Most of it is just blaming or arguing. In more serious cases, they might not pass the ball to each other on the field."

"But when the team was down 3-1, Romani deliberately sabotaged his teammates' chances on the field, even risking injury to stop Romero from scoring."

"When Romero saw Romani coming up to challenge for the ball, he stopped pretending and unleashed a powerful shot, determined to kill Romani!"

"Such egregious behavior is simply unprecedented!"

"Royal Team, you're now falling far behind semi-professional teams. Are you going to add insult to injury? This makes people suspect you're fixing the match!"

"Wait a minute! Manelli has made his move! He punched Romero directly!"

Amid a chorus of boos, Manelli looked at his fallen comrade, the resentment that had been building up in the first half of the game simmering inside him. He was furious and stepped forward, punching Romero in the chest, accidentally knocking him down.

"What are you doing? Why are you provoking him? If you don't want to kick him, then get off the field! You two are acting so strangely today!"

He Ping, the Water Man, slowly got up and smiled smugly, "Sorry. Don't worry, Captain, I'll take care of it in a bit."

"Give it to you my ass!"

The audience gasped in amazement once again.

The news of the internal strife within the Royal team instantly topped the trending searches in the sports section. After seeing the news in his office, the chairman had to take several blood pressure medications to stop his blood pressure.

On the field, after the team doctor's examination, it was found that Delulu had no problems and was healthy except for some leg hair.

The game continues.

Because the game was suddenly interrupted, after a simple change of possession, Lee Ki took the goal kick.

He walked to the spot where Romero had just fallen and placed the ball there.

He felt a slight dampness on his fingers as he poked at the grass.

Li Ji initially suspected it was water replenished during halftime, but there was none on the surrounding grass, only on the spot where Romero had just fallen.

"very strange!"

He looked up at Romero in the distance, his expression calm and composed.

"He seemed very confident, not like someone who would wet their pants."

"They didn't seem like they were behind or arguing with their teammates; on the contrary, they seemed confident of victory."

"Wait a minute, where have I seen that enigmatic smile before?"

"Holy crap, could it be that transfer student? What's his name again? Nuclear Bomb?"

"But if it was him, why would he stop Delulu?"

"Oh, I see. He's afraid our group will steal the spotlight, so he's doing this. The opposing goalkeeper's sudden mistake in the first half was probably for the same reason. They're planning to use the Royals to highlight our strength, and then defeat us so that the professor will look at them with new respect."

"That's absolutely malicious!"

"I need to quickly come up with a way to organize the attack, otherwise if Dailulu and Heping take turns attacking me, I'm definitely doomed."

Li Ji glanced at the field ahead and saw that his team's midfielders had even sat down on the field, showing no intention of continuing the game.

Young Master Mang and Shark Baby stood at the front, eagerly waiting.

Li Ji looked back at the backcourt and saw that Little John was standing motionless like a mountain of flesh, and had even started snoring.

"Wow, you can fall asleep during a match?"

Finally, he fixed his gaze on Milia.

"Milia, come here?"

Milia jogged toward the penalty area with a surprised look on her face, and Lee Ki kicked the ball toward Milia.

"Use that header plan, but remember, when you get close, give the ball to Young Master Mang and let him steal the spotlight."

"Okay! I promise—"

The football didn't land on Milia's head as Li Ji expected; instead, it struck Milia squarely in the face. The football was stuck to Milia's face, and she couldn't see anything, groping around like a blind person.

She tried to reach out and take the ball down.

Li Ji quickly shouted, "Don't use your hands!"

She tried to drop the ball to her chest, and it slowly slid down her face, revealing a small part of her forehead.

"No! They'll take that height. Just keep your face up. Tilt your head back and don't arouse suspicion."

Milia immediately raised her head, facing upwards, and groped her way forward like a blind person.

The entire audience was once again plunged into confusion.

The commentator was almost speechless.

"Following their mouth-catching-the-ball incident, Hamburg has now used another unbelievable face-catching tactic. Hamburg's defender, Wang, held the ball to his face, seemingly intending to dribble it this way, but he appears to be completely blind to it."

"And he definitely can't catch the ball with his face. He's skinny, and the ball will fall if someone touches him even slightly. I don't know what kind of strange tactic this is."

"This competition is the most absurd competition I have ever seen in my life, it is almost indistinguishable from acrobatics."

Manelli was about to step forward and threaten her when he came to Milia's side. He watched her grope her way around like a blind man and didn't know what to do.

He realized he had a yellow card on him and that charging at the opponent might get him sent off, so he decided to wait on the sidelines until the opponent lost his balance.

He called Romero over to join him.

"You block him from the front, and when he touches you, the ball will drop by itself."

He Ping, the Water Man, obediently did as he was told, standing in Milia's path, with only two meters between them.

Milia touched He Ping, the Water Man, and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry!"

"Push him," Manelli urged.

He Ping, the Water Man, made a gesture of gently pushing Milia's back, his hand transforming into a stream of water that passed through her. Milia felt nothing and continued to grope her way forward.

Did you push it?

"It's been pushed."

"Then why hasn't he made a move?"

"His lower body is quite stable."

The entire stadium seemed to freeze, everyone watching silently as Milia stared at the ball, groping her way forward.

Commentator Cook yawned: "He's been walking for 40 seconds now. He just walked from his own penalty area to the center circle. I didn't expect him to be so steady with his head. I wonder what the Royals are planning."

Royals' Adu lost his patience and rushed forward, intending to head the ball off Milia's face.

But just as he reached two meters in front of Milia, he suddenly felt a pull under his feet, and he fell to his knees and kowtowed loudly.

The Royals players rushed forward one after another, kneeling down and kowtowing to Milia.

The entire stadium erupted in cheers once again.

Milia, completely bewildered, groped around blindly and said in a panic, "What happened? Don't scare me! Was it an earthquake?"

The commentator was astonished: "I never imagined that Hamburg's defender Wang could dribble the ball across half-field with her face. This is simply the most absurd moment in football history. The second most absurd is crawling on all fours and dribbling the ball with her face. Moreover, it's as if Wang has developed a domain; anyone who gets close to her will kneel down and kowtow. This match looks so fake!"

"But how could top clubs like the Royal Cosmos Towers possibly fix matches with semi-professional teams?"

On the field, defender Uru knelt down and kowtowed again.

The commentator, his voice trembling with tears, exclaimed, "This is so fake! Is there anyone normal in this game? Wang is now dribbling the ball into the penalty area with his face on his hands!"

"The goalkeeper should be able to easily take the ball away. Unless he has to kneel down again. After all, he has done it before."

(End of this chapter)