He lives on another planet and is majoring in Earth Science.

Chapter 432 Li Ji launches a goal-scoring frenzy, and Shark uses a human-on-human tactic.
On the field, the Royals' teammates still had furrowed brows, but their eyes showed more confidence. They excitedly sprinted back to their half, eager to kick off as soon as possible.

The head coach waved his arms excitedly and shouted, releasing the pressure in his heart: "This idiot has finally come to his senses!"

Only one person was sullen.

Dailu gritted her teeth as she watched He Ping's retreating figure: "Football bomb! We can't let this guy steal the spotlight anymore. Help me come up with a plan to counter him, meow."

The commentator exclaimed incredulously, "What on earth happened? We only saw a back-to-the-basket move; the camera didn't capture the goal. The image suddenly went blurry; did the director get a replay?"

"I'm sorry everyone, all the footage of this goal is blurry. There's only one shot from the perspective of the attacking goalkeeper. Please bear with it."

In the broadcast footage, through the legs of the Royals goalkeeper, two players could be vaguely seen leaning against each other in front of the goal in the distance.

It looked like two drunkards supporting each other.

Lee Ki watched in disbelief as the football rolled into the goal behind him.

The cheers of the fans in the stadium gradually faded from his ears.

He couldn't believe that He Ping would dare to take such a risk, turning a part of his body into a football, and even openly letting the football pass through his foot in front of everyone.

He grabbed He Ping, who was all smiles, and said, "Are you crazy? This will expose us!"

"Don't worry, I've tested it many times. When two people are this close together, the people in the stands can't see the details clearly."

"They might also think they're seeing things because of the camera angle."

"Nobody would believe that anyone in the real world could walk through a football."

On the sidelines, Tommy, one of the few photographers who saw the goal clearly, excitedly shouted, "It happened again! It went through a clipping! Dude, look! This time the camera captured it, the angle is perfect! Look!"

He led his companions to see the footage, only to find a patch of black mud smeared on the lens.

"Hey, who smeared mud on my lens? Oh my god, it stinks! Is this mud or poop?"

His friend patted him on the shoulder: "Tommy, don't be too fixated on it."

Tommy, enduring the stench, wiped the lens: "I understand, the mainframe is fixing a bug in the world. The creator is afraid I'll discover the truth about the world."

"Then you can continue fighting against the Creator. I'm going to look at some beautiful women."

"Stop looking at the pretty girls, keep an eye on the field for me, what if they appear again? Tell me what they're doing right now?"

"The goalkeeper is grabbing Romero by the shoulder," his partner said impatiently.

Li Ji grabbed He Ping by the shoulder and questioned, "Have you forgotten that there are high-speed cameras on the sidelines, capturing everything clearly from every angle?"

The water-man's shoulder transformed into flowing water that passed through Li Ji's hand, and he walked away confidently: "Don't worry. I've already made all the arrangements."

A cameraman's voice came from the side: "Holy crap, who smeared mud on my lens? Holy crap, it stinks! Is this mud or poop?"

Li Ji said to He Ping, "Isn't it unnecessary to take such a risk? You're exposing too much of a risk."

"You should mind your own business. Besides, we're nowhere near as extreme as you. We crawl on all fours and carry the ball in our mouths."

As he spoke, He Ping, the Water Man, suddenly lay down on the ground and imitated Shark Baby by using his mouth to pick up the ball, even mimicking Shark Baby's tongue-wagging gesture.

"The ball is sandwiched between my back and my arms."

He stood up again, his whole body hunched over in a "厂" shape, his back tightly gripping the ball, even mimicking the motion of his broken hands swinging wildly, and his unblinking eyes and flicking tongue were incredibly lifelike.

"Dribbling the ball with his face, and that yoga big foot."

He Ping, the Water Man, then imitated Li Ji's opening move, pulling his leg back with one hand as if drawing a bow.

Li Ji remarked, "Your imitation is spot-on! Have you ever considered becoming a sketch comedy actor?"

“I do have some knowledge of comedy. For example, the way you suddenly changed the subject is very clumsy and makes you seem stupid,” He Ping said excitedly. “This is a serious game of strategy. Can you please stop playing the fool?”

"It seems like you started 'Variety Big Show' first." He Ping frowned: "What is that?"

Li Ji waved his hand: "It's not important. You should go and kick off the game."

He Ping turned his head in confusion: "Are you so calm? I scored a goal, shouldn't you feel some pressure?"

Li Ji shook his head: "Not at all. Besides, wouldn't it make you feel good if I acted like I was in a real hurry and panicked position?"

"Otherwise what? I've been building up all this time, falling down and kicking the goalpost, just to make you look down on me, and then I'll suddenly slap you in the face. That would be so satisfying!"

"But you're just a supporting character. If you're happy, I'm not. Besides, I've never underestimated you; I've always been on guard against your backup plans."

The water spirit couldn't help but smile: "Although I don't consider myself a supporting character, that last sentence was still quite satisfying. It seems my strength still makes you wary of me."

"They did have it before, but after seeing your methods, they weren't afraid anymore. Is that all? That's clumsy."

He Ping stared wide-eyed at Li Ji, so angry he was practically boiling water.

"Then you wait, there are more surprises to come."

After saying that, he hurriedly walked away.

Li Ji glanced at the time on the scoreboard: 76 minutes.

The opponent scored in just one minute.

What Li Ji just said was just empty talk, just to dampen the other party's arrogance, and it really felt good to be foul-mouthed.

But to say that one is not wary or nervous is almost impossible.

The Water Man's methods and audacity exceeded Li Ji's expectations; he had no idea what tricks the other party would use next.

Moreover, the speed at which he scored was astonishing.

It seems that He Ping has plenty of time to equalize or even take the lead before the end of the match.

He quickly gathered his teammates to plan the battle.

"We'll stick to the same old defense, but we need to be careful because He Ping's water attacks are unpredictable and can even escape our bodies. We'll intensify our attack; even if we can't stop him, we should still try to score more goals and avoid being overtaken."

"Young Master Mang, Shark Baby, be careful underground. Stinky Mud might pop out and knock you down at any time. Be careful."

Young Master Mang confidently patted his chest with his head, which startled Li Ji so much that he quickly turned his head back.

"Let's talk this out. What you're doing is terrifying for a human being."

"I think Earthlings always like to talk big and make grand promises."

"They all use their hands, not their heads."

"What I want to say is that we have already come up with a plan, and this time we can put it into practice."

Looking at these two bright-eyed geniuses, one with his tongue lolling out and panting heavily, and the other with his tongue flailing wildly in the air, Li Ji found it hard to imagine what decent countermeasures they could come up with.

With the referee's whistle, the game resumed.

Hamburg used a two-person kickoff.

Shark and Mang Ershao stood together in the center circle. After Mang Ershao kicked the ball to Shark, he jumped onto Shark's back.

He rode on Shark Baby, who carried the ball in its mouth and dashed off.

The whole place was in an uproar.

The commentator was stunned: "What sport are we watching right now?"

(End of this chapter)