I revived the Demonic Sect in North America

Chapter 175 Being with Eve

With half the fourth quarter gone and the game already decided, Li Ang was substituted by the Duke coach for a rest.

He calmly walked off the field and accepted the standing ovation from the entire audience.

He took off his helmet, revealing black hair soaked with sweat.

A calm smile graced his face.

He gave the excited Duke coach a big hug, and then high-fived every teammate on the sidelines.

Finally, when the long whistle blew to signal the end of the game, the bright red score on the scoreboard plunged the magnificent Falcon Stadium into a deathly silence.

Only a few Cavaliers fans were cheering and jumping wildly in the stands.

36: 7!

A massacre that was considered a clear winner and a foregone conclusion before the match.

The result, however, was presented in a completely reversed manner.

River Valley Academy crushed the invincible Trinity College Falcons with an overwhelming victory on their arch-rival's home turf!

"Match over! Unbelievable! A historic victory! The River Valley Knights have made history, they defeated..."

They defeated the mighty and invincible Trinity College Falcons! And at the heart of all this was the omnipotent number 21 tonight, Li Ang! He dominated both ends of the court, delivering decisive performances on offense, defense, and even the special teams. He was the undisputed MVP, the sole king of this arena tonight!

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Commentator Kevin Harper gave a passionate summary, his voice slightly hoarse with excitement.

His partner, Mike Morales, remained silent for a long time until Kevin finished speaking, at which point he slowly opened his mouth, his voice dry and hoarse.

"I—I have nothing to say. I must tip my hat to River Valley College. Especially to Leon. Young man, you delivered—the greatest and most complete individual performance I’ve seen in fifteen years of commentating college football. The Trinity Falcons lost today—unfairly and convincingly."

This acknowledgment from the opposing team's commentators carries significant weight.

In the deep red stands, fans left in silence.

Many people still had expressions of shock, confusion, and disbelief on their faces.

Eve Miller stood in the gradually thinning stands, not leaving immediately.

She looked at the blue number 21 on the court, surrounded by reporters, cameras, and excited teammates.

Watching him answer questions calmly and humbly, occasionally attributing the credit to the coach and teammates.

A burning, overflowing emotion, a mixture of boundless pride, excitement, and a touch of shyness, surged within her.

Collide.

She knew that she would probably never forget that autumn afternoon for the rest of her life.

I can't forget this deep red stadium.

I can't forget this black-haired boy who shone like the sun on the court and was as calm as water off the court.

The Falcons players had already lowered their heads and hurriedly left the court; no one wanted to stay on the court for even a second longer.

Quarterback Sean McCarthy was the first to rush into the players' tunnel without looking back.

He wrapped a towel around his head, didn't speak to any teammates or coaches, and disappeared into the shadows.

Liam O'Connor was the last to leave.

He slowly walked to the sidelines, stopped, and looked back at the still bustling blue center, at Li Ang surrounded by the crowd.

Deep within those grey eyes, a chilling sense of defeat gradually settled, transforming into something more complex.

He turned around, straightened his back, and silently walked into the locker room corridor.

His back was still upright, but with a hint of loneliness.

The legend of the River Valley Academy Knights and Leon was written on this late autumn afternoon, on the home turf of their arch-rivals, in a glorious chapter.

And the first chapter of the domineering story.

This crimson Falcon Nest, which once terrified countless visiting teams, is destined to be forever haunted by a nightmarish legend about Blue 21 after this battle.

The post-match fervor was like the receding tide.

The celebrations in the locker room, greetings to opponents, and media interviews gradually subsided.

The River Valley Academy players quickly showered in the locker room, changed into clean casual clothes, and packed their equipment.

Then, amidst the still-excited chatter and playful banter, they dragged their tired but light steps toward the bus parked in the designated area outside the stadium.

The night wind carried the chill of late autumn, dispersing the lingering smell of sweat, grass clippings, and noise on the field.

The streetlights cast a dim, yellowish glow on the parking lot, stretching the shadows of the teenagers, who were scattered in twos and threes, into long streaks.

Li Ang walked at the back of the group, with a sports backpack casually slung over his shoulder.

He listened as Bruce gestured with his uninjured right hand beside him.

He talked animatedly with his teammates who had gathered around him, reviewing the game's decisive touchdown at the end.

"Did you see O'Connor's face? Haha, it looks like she ate a sour lemon!"

"He must have thought he had Li Ang locked up! But what happened? He was easily fooled with a feint!"

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"Li Ang's turn and start were fucking fast, 66!"

Wide receiver Kevin chimed in, mimicking Li Ang's earlier action on the court: "I thought he was going to pass the ball, but in the blink of an eye, he had already dashed off!"

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"We fucking crushed Trinity today! On our arch-rival's home turf!"

Running back Marcus clenched his fist.

"We'll definitely be on the front page of the school newspaper tomorrow! No, we'll be all over social media tonight!"

The Duke coach and several assistant coaches walked at the front.

His face beamed with undisguised pride.

Even so, their long-standing professional habits led them to whisper and discuss several tactical details for the second half.

And areas where the team needs to continue to improve.

Just as the team members were chatting and laughing, preparing to board the bus bearing the River Valley Knights' emblem.

A slender figure quickly ran out of the shadows of the side passage of the stadium.

She seemed to have been waiting for a long time before rushing straight to the back of the group, her goal clear.

"Li Ang! Wait a minute!"

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It's Eve Miller.

She was slightly out of breath, her golden ponytail had come loose a bit while running, and a few strands of hair clung to her flushed cheeks.

The little girl had clearly taken great care in grooming herself.

Courage gleamed in his eyes.

This made her look more vibrant than usual.

Li Ang's teammates immediately fell silent.

They exchanged "Wow" and "Something's up" glances, their faces breaking into knowing, mischievous smiles.

Bruce raised his eyebrows dramatically, grinned, and nudged Kevin with his uninjured elbow.

"Hey, look! Damn it, another pretty girl has come knocking on my door!"

Li Ang stopped and turned around. When he saw Eve, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Eve?"

He took two steps closer, his voice clear and gentle in the night.

"So you were in this school?"

"Yes, I watched the match just now. You were so cool, Li Ang!"

Eve looked away from the boy who had just been like a god of war on the field but was now calmly smiling. She felt the curious, kind, and teasing gazes of her teammates around her, and her heart pounded like a drum.

But thinking of her determination to wait here and the pounding excitement that almost leaped out of her chest in the audience, she took a deep breath, as if she had used up all her courage, and took a sudden step forward.

He raised his hands, trembling slightly but firmly grasping the collar of Li Ang's team jacket, which smelled of sweat and grass clippings.

Pull down forcefully.

At the same time, he closed his eyes, stood on tiptoe, and desperately pressed his lips to Li Ang's lips.

"oh!!!

Wow!! They really kissed!

"Li Ang! You're awesome, bro!"

After a brief silence, the teammates erupted in cheers, loud whistles, and well-intentioned strange noises.

Bruce was so excited he almost slapped Jamal on the back with his left hand.

Jamal whistled very loudly.

Even Andrei, the defensive tackle who usually doesn't show much expression, grinned, revealing his white teeth.

The team's starting quarterback, Jack Davis, looked away.

But the corners of his mouth also curved upwards almost imperceptibly.

It seems that the hostility towards Li Ang has disappeared without anyone noticing.

After all, if someone is better than you, you might feel jealous, envious, or even hostile.

But if this person is much, much better than you, so much better that you can hardly even look up to them.

The original animosity will naturally disappear.

Eve's kiss came suddenly, awkwardly, and urgently.

With the unreserved enthusiasm of a young girl

And it has a faint, sweet strawberry scent.

Li Ang paused slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his deep eyes.

But it quickly turned into calm acceptance.

He was a seasoned veteran, and certainly not the naive little boy who would be shy and flustered in such a situation.

Amidst the increasingly loud cheers and whistles from his teammates, he raised his hand and firmly wrapped it around Eve's waist, which trembled slightly with tension and excitement.

His other hand stroked her delicate nape, his fingertips gently caressing her loose hair.

Turning the tables, she lowered her head and deepened the kiss with a tender yet irresistible force.

His kissing skills were clearly much more adept than Eve's, gradually soothing Eve's initial panic and stiffness.

Eve went from awkwardly agreeing at first to gradually relaxing, her arms unconsciously wrapping around his neck.

Immersed in this kiss, a mixture of sweat, the scent of the grass, and the unique aroma of youth.

The whistling and strange noises around us almost blew the roof off the parking lot.

Li Ang slowly released her, but did not immediately let go of the hand around her waist.

He looked down at the girl in his arms, her blue eyes glistening with tears, shy yet bold as she looked back at him.

His voice remained calm and gentle, as if the passionate kiss that had just taken place in front of everyone was just a casual greeting.

"alright."

He gently brushed his thumb across her slightly swollen lower lip, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Now can you tell me why you've been waiting here all this time, Eve?"

Eve leaned against him, feeling the steady heartbeat in his chest and the warmth emanating from his body.

The reckless courage she had just felt subsided slightly, and shyness returned. But the words had already been spoken, and there was no turning back.

She took a deep breath, tilted her head back, and looked at his handsome face so close to hers.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was clear enough for several teammates nearby, who were listening intently with gossipy expressions, to hear it clearly.

"Li Ang, I might—no, I'm sure, I've fallen in love with you. Just now, tonight, watching you on the field—I can't lie to myself anymore."

She paused, then mustered even more courage.

"Would you like to come for a walk with me? Just the two of us."

These words only fueled the commotion around them.

Coach Duke also heard the commotion and poked his head out from the bus door.

After seeing the situation outside the car, he showed a knowing yet amused expression, shook his head, and shouted at Li Ang.

"Hey! Number 21! Need me to grant you temporary leave permission? You can decide when you return, but don't stay out too late; we have a meeting tomorrow morning to review the match!"

Bruce immediately responded with a strange shout.

"Coach! Don't worry! Our MVP probably has more important things to review tonight, so he definitely won't have time to think about training!"

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"Hahaha!"

Another burst of laughter and teasing ensued.

Li Ang glanced helplessly at his teammates who seemed to enjoy the drama, then nodded to the Duke coach and raised his voice, "Coach, I'll go back by myself later. I promise I won't be late for tomorrow morning's meeting."

The Duke coach waved and smiled.

"Alright, hero and beauty, an old trope. Be careful, kid, I mean all aspects of safety."

He turned to the other team members, pretending to put on a stern face.

"Alright, alright, everyone get in the car! Stop being third wheels and give our MVP some private space! Hurry up!"

His teammates cheered, "Hey, Li Ang, have fun!"

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"be safe!"

"I hope I don't miss you tomorrow!"

The bus doors slowly closed, the engine started, and the Valley Knights, now with even more to talk about, slowly drove away from the parking lot.

The traffic merges into the night.

The area around Li Ang and Eve finally quieted down.

All that remained were the dim streetlights, the faint chirping of insects, and the occasional sound of cars coming from the distant streets.

Eve was still nestled in Leon's arms, her cheek pressed against his chest.

Listening to his strong heartbeat, the boldness of just now turned into a deep longing and a sense of unreality.

Li Ang gently patted her back.

Where would you like to go for a walk?

Eve then looked up, her eyes sparkling, and took his hand.

"Come with me, I know a place that's very quiet."

She held onto Li Ang and did not leave the campus of Trinity College.

Instead, he led him through several quiet paths with practiced ease.

Avoiding the main roads where there were still a few students and fans, we arrived at a cedar forest deep within the campus, near a winding stream.

The streetlights here are sparse, and the lighting is dim.

The tall fir trees cast dappled shadows, and only the sounds of flowing water, the rustling of leaves in the wind, and their footsteps on the soft fallen leaves echoed in the stillness.

We walked to a relatively flat clearing deep in the woods, covered with thick pine needles and soft meadow.

Eve stopped and turned to face Li Ang.

Moonlight filtered through the sparse branches and leaves, casting scattered dappled light onto her flushed face and bright eyes.

Her breathing was a little rapid, whether from the brisk walking just now or from the tension and anticipation at the moment, she didn't know.

"This is a place I used to come to when I was in a bad mood or wanted to be alone."

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She spoke softly, her fingers unconsciously twisting Li Ang's fingertips, slightly sweaty.

"Normally, almost no one comes at night."

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Eve's hints were clear enough.

Li Ang certainly understood Eve's meaning; he still remembered the system's evaluation of this mid-grade furnace cauldron.

With the right timing, location, and people all in place, he naturally wouldn't be coy and refuse.

The path of cultivation inherently emphasizes seizing opportunities and acting in accordance with the natural order.

"It is indeed a good place, very quiet and beautiful."