Everyone uses superpowers to play soccer, but you have so many different tricks up your sleeve.

It's No. 1 Middle School's turn to kick off again. The score is currently 2-2, so it's hard to say who has the advantage.

However, it was clear to everyone that Qin Feng was the only one holding things together at No. 1 Middle School; the others had fallen silent.

If Qin Feng loses his shot, the First Division will be completely defeated.

"You're not planning to do what you did just now, are you?" Qian Yu looked at Qin Feng, who was receiving the ball in the center circle, and couldn't help but remind him, "If you keep playing like this, you won't last until the second half."

Once Qin Feng collapses from exhaustion, even a two- or three-point lead will be quickly wiped out by Beizhong.

How could Qin Feng not understand this principle?

However, No. 1 Middle School currently has no better offensive methods.

If the ball is passed to Mu Yu, with Zhao Hui there, it will be very difficult to pass it back.

Even if the other students from No. 1 Middle School interfere with Zhao Hui, the other students from North Middle School are not to be trifled with.

Qin Feng dribbled the ball and charged towards the north half of the field, answering the question with his actions.

This time, Qian Yu was highly focused, keeping a close eye on Qin Feng's footwork.

He wanted to try to discern the true path to breakthrough.

Unfortunately, Qin Feng didn't use a bicycle this time.

The first touch of the ball was a breakthrough past the opponent; it was simple, yet highly efficient.

After using too many feints, this simple breakthrough can become difficult for opponents to follow.

"Really..." Qian Yu said helplessly, as if he understood why Zhao Hui disliked Qin Feng so much.

Being an opponent of someone like that is truly painful; the feeling of being toyed with and getting a red nose is just too unpleasant.

"Thankfully, I'm not the only clown."

Qian Yu looked at his teammate who had also been outmaneuvered, and felt a sense of relief.

I've started to feel some sympathy for Zhao Hui, in particular.

I tried to catch up with him again and again using blinking, only to be toyed with once more. It's so tragic!

No wonder Zhao Hui resorted to underhanded tactics; who could stand that?

At this point, Zhao Hui was somewhat numb, as if he really couldn't stop it no matter how hard he tried.

Fortunately, it was able to deplete Qin Feng's stamina.

He was panting heavily, and looking at Qin Feng, whose breathing had also become heavy, he felt that everything was worthwhile.

Qin Feng was indeed exhausted. The people from Beizhong were like hyenas, attacking him from all angles, and Zhao Hui was also very difficult to deal with.

The sheer number of people surrounding him caused him to expend a great deal of energy before he could even break into the restricted area.

However, at this point, the die was cast and the arrow had to be released.

Qin Feng aimed at the upper right corner of the goal and kicked the football hard.

Fang Yi was on high alert and dared not underestimate this "magician" on the court.

He spotted the direction the ball was heading and lunged forward with all his might.

Just then, the football changed direction with a strong spin and suddenly plummeted downwards.

Although the angle wasn't very large, it was enough to prevent Fang Yi from catching up with the ball.

Fang Yi watched helplessly as the football leaped from under him into the goal, feeling utterly wronged.

"This is absolutely outrageous!"

Qin Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the football leap into the goal.

If they fail to score, all the energy they expended earlier will have been wasted.

"Goal stands! Score 3-2!"

Upon the referee's decision, the audience erupted in astonishing cheers once again.

They admired Qin Feng immensely.

Although everyone says that football is not a one-man game, there is always a true hero who can turn the tide and save the team from collapse when it is in trouble.

Such a person is from Jiangcheng, how could they not love him?

Seeing Qin Feng's splendid appearance, Zhao Hui was extremely jealous.

He was already planning in his mind whether he could put pressure on the Xiao family to break up Qin Feng and Xiao Miaomiao once they were off the field.

He didn't believe Qin Feng could find a better superpower if there wasn't one that matched his abilities!

When it was time for Beizhong to kick off, Qian Yu also took the initiative to give the ball to Yang Rui as the main attacker.

He looked at Qin Feng, who had come to defend him, and couldn't help but exclaim, "You're really outrageous, you're as strong as a monster!"

There was nothing he could do; he was already considered an "over-the-top monster" in Jiangcheng, but then someone else appeared who seemed to have "cheated the system."

Qin Feng tried to take some time to rest, and replied with a smile, "What you're saying is ridiculous. I wish I were really a 'monster.'"

His stamina is running out; at this intensity, he can only last until halftime at most.

Qian Yu felt that the conversation was going to end after hearing Qin Feng's words. This "academic genius" pretentiousness was really irritating.

On the other side, the players from No. 1 Middle School worked very hard on the defensive end, but they were unable to achieve good results.

"Xiao Yuzi, is this all we can do?" Xiao Sha'er felt a little wronged, as she felt she was holding Mu Yu back.

If only she also had an A-level battle spirit ability.

"Sasha, trust me." Mu Yu hadn't lost his fighting spirit; he was quickly analyzing the situation: "We can definitely get back into synchronization."

"Xiang Long, Liu Shao, Zhao Hui is in your hands now!" Although he liked to act recklessly, he wasn't brainless. Since Yang Rui could threaten the goal, he would just send one more person over.

He trusted the others; even without him, they could still stop Zhao Hui.

"Oh? You think you can stop me?" Yang Rui looked at Mu Yu, intrigued.

Mu Yu's eyes were firm, his eyebrows raised high: "I might not be able to handle your pass, but you want to get past me?"

He curled the corners of his mouth, giving off a disdainful expression.

Veins bulged on Yang Rui's forehead; this person in front of him was simply too arrogant!

He used his supernatural abilities on the football, attempting to break through Mu Yu's defenses.

However, Mu Yu was very experienced. He judged Yang Rui's touch direction solely by his footwork, and even if the ball inexplicably rolled into an open space, he would not intercept it.

Having trained with Qin Feng a lot, this level of dribbling past someone is just too sloppy and too easy.

"Pass the ball, let me do it!" Zhao Hui created an opening and shouted at Yang Rui again and again.

"Damn it, go ahead and try!" Yang Rui didn't force him anymore. Compared to Xu Xing, Zhao Hui was indeed more likely to score.

However, the football that seemed to be passed to Zhao Hui suddenly disappeared halfway and appeared on the other side.

Qin Feng and Qian Yu scrambled forward, but in the end, "Eagle Eye" lost to the tacit understanding between Qian Yu and Yang Rui.

"That was close!" Qian Yu smiled. Qin Feng's reaction was too fast; he almost intercepted the ball.

"What? You want to do it again?" Qin Feng watched Qian Yu's actions and dared not be careless.

The next moment, Qian Yu's blood energy surged even more, and he crashed into Qin Feng at an extremely fast speed.

"Faster!"

Qin Feng hurriedly dodged, but Qian Yu still collided with him, sending him flying and nearly falling to the ground.

"Now, no one can stop me!"

Qian Yu's eyes widened, his imposing aura resembling that of a raging lion.

"Bang!"

This loud bang was a sign that the explosive force was perfectly released.

The football flew like a cannonball, its trajectory low and flat, and the moment it swept across the grass, it seemed as if the ground itself had caved in!