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

The boys in Class Two let out a chorus of groans, but could only helplessly be swept up in this frenzied competition.

Others got full marks in training matches, and they were still working so hard even with a limp. If I don't work harder, I might really have to go back to a regular school!

On the other side of the track, two people were competing against each other.

"Young Master Liu, it's not good enough, it hasn't reached 100 yet?" Mu Yu's face was full of a smug smile.

After he discovered that Liu Shaoren was interested in doing push-ups, he had the idea to have a competition with him, and the result was very satisfying!

"Shut up!" Liu Shaoren's face was gloomy. He had clearly tried his best to speed up, but Mu Yu still overtook him.

He knew that speeding up would disrupt his rhythm, so he had to steady himself and decided to test his endurance against Mu Yu.

"111, 112..."

Mu Yu quickly recited the numbers, his voice like a demonic whisper, drilling straight into Liu Shaoren's mind.

"Damn it, he actually started counting, trying to pressure me!"

Liu Shaoren tried his best to maintain his breathing rhythm, but his mental state inevitably fluctuated.

The tense atmosphere made Fang Shou, who was resting nearby, feel restless.

He glanced furtively at Jiang Xue'er, who was meditating, gritted his teeth, and cautiously walked toward the track.

Half an hour had passed, and the students who had stopped to rest looked at the figure still running wildly on the field and lost all interest in comparing themselves to him.

"It's been half an hour, and the speed hasn't slowed down at all."

"Their sense of rhythm is excellent; the chemistry between these two is probably quite strong."

"The difference between people is truly greater than the difference between people and pigs!"

...

After a full day of training, many boys were so exhausted that they collapsed to the ground time and time again.

They had actually doubled their training volume, but no one left, and no one even had a long rest.

After a quick lunch, everyone spontaneously threw themselves into a new round of training.

The boys understood from the scrutinizing looks in the girls' eyes—any slackening would immediately lead to their being disliked, and then plenty of people would come to the second class to replace them.

After all, the girls were also constantly meditating and working incredibly hard, so they couldn't afford to slack off.

"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die!"

"This is outrageous! This training volume is almost three times the usual amount! You guys are pushing yourselves too hard!"

"Heh, buddy, put down your equipment before you say that."

......

"Qin Feng, it's about time to stop, it's getting late." This was the fourth time Su Ruoqing had asked Qin Feng for his opinion.

She was genuinely worried that Qin Feng's body wouldn't be able to handle the training.

"Alright, let's stop here." Although Qin Feng was exhausted, he was extremely excited and thrilled.

Simply put, his attribute panel had undergone a visible change throughout the day—

Speed ​​+1, Stamina +1.

At this rate, with some targeted training, he should be able to stand up again in a month!

Seeing Qin Feng stop and prepare to leave, everyone felt as if they had been granted a pardon, finally letting out a long sigh of relief, and remarking that the day was finally over.

For the next few days, Qin Feng continued to train diligently as usual, while the others gradually adapted to this high intensity.

This self-awareness shocked Zhang Tiancheng. After learning the reason, his appreciation for Qin Feng deepened even further.

Time flies, and the day of the second training match is approaching.

This match is a class competition, with Class 1 facing off against Class 2, and the 7V7 format will still be used.

"Have you heard? Qin Feng's name is actually on the starting lineup this time."

"What do you mean? Wasn't Qin Feng supposed to be crippled? How can he be in the starting lineup?"

"With a cripple in the starting lineup, the rest of Class 2 are just so-so."

"What the hell are you saying?"

"Hey, ignore them. They're a bunch of lowlifes who have no idea how valuable Qin Feng is."

"Exactly, they're just ants, they don't know how high the sky is or how vast the earth is."

...

During the preparation phase, the substitutes on the bench immediately started arguing, and the tension escalated to the point where they almost came to blows.

At the very front of the seating area, the two teachers leading the group remained calm and indifferent, seemingly oblivious to the commotion behind them.

"Hey Lao Zhang, your classmates are pretty united," the teacher of Class 1 said.

"What? Old Li, do you think there's a problem with my decision?" Zhang Tiancheng's eyes darted around, as if he had thought of a good idea: "How about we take a gamble?"

Upon hearing this, Old Li revealed a contemptuous smile, as if he had heard some huge joke: "Are you sure? With Zhao Hui in my class, I really can't imagine how we could lose."

Zhang Tiancheng didn't mind Lao Li's attitude at all. After all, if he were in Lao Li's shoes, he would probably have the same attitude: "Since you've put it that way, a higher odds wouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Shall we bet on that white jade chess set in your office?"

Upon hearing the bet, Old Li's face immediately darkened, and he scolded him angrily, "You brat! Betting on anything will only get you hurt."

"You've got your eye on my chess set, so taking those two bottles of your good wine isn't too much to ask, is it?"

Zhang Tiancheng smiled helplessly: "Good heavens, you're one to talk! You drunkard!"

.....

On the field, both teams' players have changed into their gear and are lined up.

The students of Class Two sat in a circle, discussing tactics with serious expressions.

"For this training match, we'll listen to Qin Feng, okay?"

"Our opponent is Zhao Hui." Mu Yu was the first to offer his suggestion, wanting to make Qin Feng the core player.

After all, the opposing team was Class 1, and their ace was none other than the strongest person in the entire school—Zhao Hui, who possessed A-level compatibility and A-level superpower [Light].

If they don't have a leader to guide them, they might not even have a chance to struggle.

Upon hearing this, Liu Shaoren's expression shifted, but he ultimately gritted his teeth and nodded.

Seeing that the atmosphere was extremely oppressive and everyone was shrouded in pessimism, Qin Feng said half-jokingly, "Young Master Liu, turning evil makes you ten times stronger, turning white makes you three times weaker. I still prefer your previous unruly self."

Liu Shaoren's forehead vein throbbed, and he was about to retort when he saw Qin Feng turn around, his back ramrod straight, his tone resolute: "If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. Don't overthink it; we might not lose!"

Seeing that resolute figure and hearing those undeniable words, the morale of the Class 2 players visibly rebounded.

On the other hand, Class 1 was already in position and didn't need much tactical planning.

"Just pass the ball to me now," Zhao Hui ordered his teammates indifferently.

"Alright, Young Master Zhao, take it easy and don't overdo it." The teammate was relaxed and even yawned.

"I actually hope I have a chance to really mess things up, otherwise it'll be too boring." Zhao Hui gave a self-proclaimed handsome crooked smile.

The referee for this match was the teacher from Class 3. Seeing that both sides were ready, he immediately announced, "The match begins!"

At the command, Zhao Hui quickly took the football and dribbled towards Class 2's goal.

"The power of the bear!" Mu Yu took the lead, roaring as he charged forward.

"Hmph, you brute!" Zhao Hui snorted coldly, then flicked the ball and kicked it into an open space.

In the next instant, his figure seemed to transform into starlight, disappearing in an instant and reappearing in that open space, catching the football!

Passing the ball to himself!

Zhao Hui's performance was climax right from the start, showcasing the full power of his A-level superpower, [Light].

With just a flash, a fatal gap was created between the second-class team members who rushed forward to intercept.