Female President's Ace Soldier

Several players from the Donghai University team quickly lifted Ma Minghui to the edge of the court, and Nan Gonglin and Ma Xiaoyu quickly surrounded him.

Even Zhang Shicong, who hated Ma Minghui very much before, came to greet him, "Hey, Ma, you won't die, will you?"

"I can't die yet, just take it easy—"

Ma Minghui deliberately gritted his teeth and sat up, touching the inside of his right leg.

Ma Xiaoyu saw that a piece of skin had fallen off where Ma Minghui touched, and there was still red blood oozing out. Big tears couldn't stop flowing out, "Brother——are you okay? If you can't kick it, don't." It's not an important game."

"That's right, old life matters! Don't you see that the other party is messing with you on purpose?" Nangong Lin also had tears in her eyes.

Ma Minghui grinned at the two chicks, "It's all right—should be able to stand up!"

After all, the kid supported Da Zhang's shoulders and slowly stood up from the grass.

"Ma, good job!" Zhang Shicong immediately gave Ma Minghui a thumbs up.

The teachers and students in the stands cheered again.

However, Chuan Dao led a group of people to sneer in broken Mandarin, "If you can't stand up, don't force yourself, otherwise you will have to walk with crutches in the future!"

"Hehe, even one leg can beat you!"

Ma Minghui limped and took two steps slowly. Although Hideyoshi stepped on it on purpose just now, and he avoided it slightly, after all, a piece of skin was kicked off his right foot by that kid's spiked shoe.

Seeing Ma Minghui swaying and limping towards the field, the teachers and students in the stands couldn't help but feel his strong spirit, so they stood up and applauded.

Sun Guodong and Li Deming also stood up and applauded, "Well done! The people from Tunghai University are well done!"

Yuichi Fukuda pursed his lips and did not speak, and cursed secretly in his heart: Damn, why did this bastard stand up again?
Hearing the cheers and warm applause from the fans, Ma Minghui raised his hands to pay tribute to the crowd, and at the same time nodded to the referee, "I'm fine—you can continue the game."

The referee was moved by Ma Minghui's strength, blinked his eyes twice, and then blew the whistle to continue the game.

Since it was the goalkeeper of the Tunghai University team who hugged the football just now, this time it was a goal kick. The goalkeeper No. [-] wanted to kick the football directly to Ma Minghui, but seeing the limping appearance on the walk was full of excitement. Worry.

Seeing the goalkeeper's eyes, Ma Minghui seemed to have understood his worry, so he walked to him step by step, and at the same time called Da Zhang to him and muttered a few words.

"Damn, what the hell are those bastards doing?" Standing in his own half, Chuan Dao saw Ma Minghui whispering to the two of them from a distance, and a surge of anger surged in his heart, so he turned to Yano and Takenaka ordered, "You two continue to kill him! Even if you get one more fined, you won't hesitate."

While a few people were quietly discussing, the No. [-] goalkeeper of the Futian team also stared at Ma Minghui's figure and secretly said: "He has injured his right foot, so why not just shoot from there?"

The game has gone on to No.805 minutes, and the referee blew the whistle again to let the Tunghai University team serve.

At this time, Ma Minghui had already stood on the right side outside the penalty area, Da Zhang stood on the left side, and goalkeeper No. [-] stood between the two.

With a sound of "beng", the goalkeeper made a flying pass to the left.

Da Zhang raised one foot to stop the football, and then brought two feet forward. Suddenly, the guy turned to the right, and with a flying shovel on his toes, the football went parabolic to Ma Minghui, who was seven or eight meters away to the right. fly everywhere.

Kawashima immediately yelled at Yano and Hideyoshi, "No. [-] is going to take the ball again, go and stop him, stop him!"

Hearing this, the two of them ran towards Ma Minghui as fast as they could.

However, the movements of the two were still half a beat slow. Ma Minghui looked at the flying football and jumped into the air again to shoot backwards. The football quickly changed direction and flew towards the Futian team's goal.

At this time, the football was unbiased and fell directly from the midair into the middle goal of the Futian team's goal without any mistakes. The No. [-] goalkeeper of the Futian team did not even make any reaction!

"Crash!"

Again bursts of tearful applause erupted around the stands.

The commentator immediately cheered, "Goal again, our No. 2 just performed a hat-trick, unexpectedly he went to the next level and scored the fourth goal of the game; now there is still time before the end of the game." In [-] minutes, can he turn the tide and score another goal to rewrite the score? Let's wait and see!"

"Come on number ten!"

"Come on, brother!"

"Brother Ma, come on! Make another one!"

Soon, Ma Xiaoyu, Nangong Lin, and the fans started to cheer for Ma Minghui again.

Even Sun Guodong in the stands couldn't help clapping his hands, "It's incredible! I didn't expect that Tunghai University has such a football talent!"

"I protest! Your No. [-] player just flopped!"

Seeing the excited expressions on Sun Guodong and Li Deming's faces, Futian immediately cast an angry look at them.

Sun Guodong stared at the big screen on the opposite side of the stand, pointed to the slow motion playback, and said, "Mr. Futian, please see clearly, our No. [-] shot the football backwards into your team's goal with his left foot this time! If he It was a flop just now, the foot that shot just now must be the right foot!"

"Yeah, it's like eating with your right hand. You're used to it. How can you change it easily? If you suddenly change to eating with your left hand, there must be something wrong with your right hand." Li Deming quickly slapped a metaphor.

Fukuda was still unconvinced, "You are making unreasonable words!"

"We're just telling the truth." Sun Guodong smiled slightly.

On the court, the referee once again blew his whistle loudly.

Kawashima kicked off from midfield, and the game was about to end. This kid probably couldn't do anything about Ma Minghui. He just wanted to delay the last 2 minutes, and the score was fixed at 23-23, so this guy directly made a cross. , kicked the football to the left winger Takenaka; Seeing Xie Kun coming to grab the ball, Takenaka deliberately shook it a few times and passed it to No. [-] on the right. goalkeeper.

The players of the Tunghai University team have all noticed that the purpose of these guys not attacking now is to delay the time, so they all press up and start crazily grabbing the ball; since they have the advantage of having one more player, they must make good use of this advantage Fight with your back, so that you can wash away the previous shame!
"Old Ma, make another one, as long as the score is equalized, I will call you big brother from now on!"

Seeing Ma Minghui limping on the court, Zhang Shicong couldn't help feeling anxious for him; as the captain of the school team, he deeply felt the importance of this game, so now he very much hopes that Ma Minghui can lead his team. Team wins the game.

Hearing Zhang Shicong's voice, Ma Minghui couldn't help waving his hands and grinning, "That's what you said—after calling the elder brother, I will obey my orders!"

"necessary!"

Zhang Shicong responded loudly.

Ma Minghui immediately yelled at the young man running on the field, "Brothers, grab the ball for me! The dawn of victory is just ahead! Let me rush to the Futian team's half!"

As soon as the words fell, the fans shouted from all over the stands.

Tian Xiaomei sat in a corner of the stand, looking at Ma Minghui on the court with a complicated expression. Although she didn't yell like other fans, deep down in her heart, she still hoped that Ma Minghui could score another goal. .