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

On the field.

Qin Feng executed a stunning bicycle kick, successfully breaking through Fang Shou's defense and scoring a goal.

"Holy crap, this guy is truly amazing! He's fucking awesome!"

"A bicycle kick!! That's a bicycle kick!"

"Show-off technique! This is blatant show-off technique!"

"Now I finally understand what 'dimensional reduction attack' means!"

.....

Both goals resulted in a point, but Qin Feng's goal was so impressive that it deeply impressed the boys of the same age in Class Two.

The way they looked at Qin Feng now held an undisguised admiration.

Although everyone's physical fitness has improved dramatically, the bicycle kick is still an extremely risky move on the football field—it has a low margin for error and is often more show than substance.

The more crucial the match, the more the players tend to favor Liu Shaoren's simple, unpretentious, and steady approach to scoring goals.

"Look at other people!!"

Xiao Sha'er's voice exploded in Mu Yu's mind.

Mu Yu immediately retorted, "So what? That was our assist."

"But I want to score..." Xiao Sha'er muttered with a hint of grievance.

"Don't worry, there's still plenty of time. There will be plenty of opportunities."

Mu Yu felt that his form was gradually improving as the competition progressed.

He slowly retreated to his own half of the field, his gaze fixed intently on Liu Shaoren, his fighting spirit soaring.

"Damn it, if it weren't for that brute!"

Liu Shaoren glared at Mu Yu with a displeased expression. If it weren't for the other party's unreasonable behavior, he would have scored the goal.

While still in shock, Liu Ruyan was already considering whether there was any way to win Qin Feng back.

Judging from Qin Feng's current performance, Su Ruoqing's C-level ability [Agility] is indeed the key.

Even if she were paired with Qin Feng, they probably wouldn't achieve the same effect.

However, at this moment, his teammates were even more frustrated than Liu Shaoren.

"Damn it, I haven't even touched the ball since the game started."

"He kept running around like a clown."

Lin Binquan, seething with anger, muttered a curse under his breath.

Upon hearing this, the team members who had been holding back all felt as if their noses were turning red.

If things continue like this, and you still can't get the ball, you'll be running around like a headless fly the whole game. How can you possibly get any performance points?

Liu Shaoren wasn't stupid. He knew that if he kept taking on too much responsibility, it would only cause resentment among his teammates. So he was very relaxed. After putting down the ball in the center circle, he looked at everyone and said, "If you have a way to score, you can give it a try."

The others looked at each other, none of them daring to take the ball.

A defensive failure won't deduct many performance points, but if the ball is stolen on offense, the points lost will be significant.

"Heh~" Liu Shaoren sneered, turned around and passed the ball to Lin Binquan.

He's not exactly a nice guy. If you're going to talk so much nonsense, then you do it yourself.

"Hahaha, the power of a bear!!"

Before Lin Binquan could recover from the shock of being passively caught, a beast-like roar came from directly in front of him, startling him.

With his C-level compatibility and D-level superpower, how could he dare to confront Mu Yu head-on? Driven by instinct, he just wanted to pass the ball out as quickly as possible.

However, Mu Yu wasn't the only one rushing to steal the ball; there were others as well.

These players always swarm the ball when it comes to playing.

"Holy crap, the ball's mine!"

The boy who unexpectedly intercepted the pass was named Chen Tianqi. He flicked his slightly greasy bangs, struck what he thought was a cool, chuunibyou pose, and then unhesitatingly passed the ball to Qin Feng.

He knew perfectly well who the key players and who the underlings were in the team.

Even Mu Yu is at risk of losing possession, but Qin Feng has made zero mistakes since the start of the training matches!

After receiving the ball, Qin Feng deliberately moved away from the crowd to create distance.

When Liu Shaoren, who was leading the charge, rushed over aggressively, he lobbed the ball to the player furthest away on the other side.

The player was overjoyed. After quickly stopping the ball, he was not nervous when he saw the approaching defenders. He passed the ball to Mu Yu, who was running in the lead.

Unfortunately, if the pass hadn't been a bit less accurate, it would have been another one-on-one opportunity.

"Chance!"

Mu Yu quickly dribbled the ball to the edge of the penalty area, forcefully suppressing the opposing defender with his body and blocking him away from the ball, before unleashing a powerful shot.

The football shot out and flew towards the goal.

However, Fang Shou reacted incredibly quickly, leaping out and intercepting the ball with his hand.

However, the terrifying force of that football seemed to weigh a ton; if you tried to intercept it with one hand, you would be crippled!

Unload the force!! Unload the force!!

He forcefully used a "soft" approach to counter the "bearish" force in football.

"Bang!"

The ball was eventually deflected by Fang Shou, slamming against the goalpost before bouncing out of bounds.

"Phew~"

Fang Shou breathed a long sigh of relief, his face filled with the joy of surviving a disaster, but his wrist was already starting to sting.

"Is this the power of a bear? It's fucking fierce."

He looked at Mu Yu, a chill running down his spine: if another two or three shots like that come, his hands would be done for.

However, in Mu Yu's view, Fang Shou's expression was completely smug.

"Damn it!! How could they stop this?"

He was starting to doubt his own existence. Could this Fang Shou be his natural nemesis?

"Mu~Yu~"

Xiao Sha'er's voice was already trembling with tears as she called his name, leaving Mu Yu momentarily at a loss. He quickly tried to comfort her, saying, "It's all my fault. You're a B-rank, and she's a C-rank. It's definitely not your problem. I'm just too bad..."

Qin Feng, watching from the side, also felt a little regretful.

In 7v7 matches, there are no corner kicks, and even if the ball is blocked and lands in the penalty area, a follow-up shot is not allowed.

The moment the goalkeeper blocks the ball, victory is already achieved.

"This Fang Shou is quite formidable."

Although Mu Yu's shot wasn't perfectly angled, its power was undeniable, and he was still able to intercept it.

"Actually, it was already a bit of a stretch; the ball was quite powerful."

Su Ruoqing's voice was soft and sweet as she shared her insights.

From Qin Feng's perspective, she felt that Fang Shou seemed to be injured.

However, she wouldn't rashly reveal anything she wasn't sure about, lest it influence Qin Feng's judgment.

On the other side, Liu Shaoren's teammates fell silent, each one hesitant and timid, afraid that they would be the ones having the ball stolen from them later.

"Is that enough? Who wants to have the ball now?"

Liu Shaoren's gaze swept across his teammates' faces like a knife.

Apart from Fang Shou, they're all a bunch of cowards. Not only do they lack strength, they also lack brains!

After remaining silent for several seconds, he became too lazy to continue suppressing the situation, knowing that wasting time would result in a warning.

Fang Shou threw the ball directly to him, and he began to dribble forward steadily.

"Hahaha, Young Master Liu, I'm here!"

Seeing Liu Shaoren dribbling the ball, Mu Yu seemed to have finally found an outlet for his emotions and charged at him head-on without saying a word.

[The Wrathful Buddha in Golden Form]!

Liu Shaoren worked at full power without the slightest slackening.

"Bang!"

It sounded like two main battle tanks colliding head-on, producing a dull and terrifying roar.

Mu Yu was so shocked that he had to take several steps back, and Liu Shaoren's momentum was also abruptly cut off.

Even with Mu Yu's enhanced and robust physique, he felt a sharp, bone-deep ache. But far from feeling uncomfortable, he experienced a long-lost sense of exhilaration—after all, only he could stop the opposing team's main force!

This also made him feel quite excited.

When we attack, we'll earn back the face Fang Shou lost from you!