Rebirth of God Against God

"Zhao Ming, why are you still standing there? Are you really waiting for others to cheer you up? Come back and defend yourself!"

Ye Suifeng, the sports committee member in the arena, was so dark that his face was ugly. Seeing that Zhao Ming stood there stupidly after standing up, he got angry and yelled at Zhao Ming immediately.

Only then did Zhao Ming finally recover from the blow just now, and hurriedly ran back to the field of his class, looking decadent and lost.

After the players in the online class steal the ball this time, after passing the ball a few times, the No. 5 that Zhao Ming was defending against quickly received the ball again, ran two steps toward the goal, and raised his foot. Ready to shoot hard.

The students in the online class, especially the girls who are the cheerleaders, are all cheering and cheering at this time.

If this goal is scored again, the No. [-] forward player has already scored three goals alone!

Being able to play 3-0, they can basically say that they have won this game.

And this No. 5 will become the hero of the online class, enjoying the cheers of all the girls!

"Damn guy! You can't score in front of me again!"

Zhao Ming looked at the No. [-] player who had thrown him away again, and cursed fiercely in anger!

In his original fantasy, the performance of the No. [-] player should be his performance. Unfortunately, he has now become the opponent's background board, and has become a stepping stone for the No. [-] player to step on when he becomes famous!

How could a petty person like Zhao Ming tolerate such a thing? !

At this moment, seeing that No. [-] player wanted to shoot in front of him again, Zhao Ming's heart suddenly burst into a fire of jealousy, and he rushed towards the opposite No. [-] player with a sudden stride, and a black foot flew out.

And his shovel was not aimed at the football at the feet of player number five, but aimed straight at the person of player number five!

"Oh!"

With Zhao Ming's kick, he kicked player No. [-] firmly on the left foot. Player No. [-] who was about to shoot immediately screamed and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"what!"

Player No. [-] hugged his kicked left ankle, lay down on the grass and screamed in pain!

"Beep!"

The referee at the side saw it clearly, and directly blew the whistle in his mouth, indicating that Zhao Ming had committed a serious foul!

And the students in the online class at the other end suddenly caused an uproar at this time!

As for the other players on the field, they also swarmed towards the No. [-] player lying on the ground to check how he was doing.

A moment later, there was a burst of angry voices among the crowd in the internet class!

"Intentionally, this is definitely intentional, how can you kick a ball at someone!"

"What the hell, is the No. [-] player in your class so unaffected to lose? It's just a friendly match, and even the useless moves are here. What kind of friendly match, shouldn't participate in it at all!"

When everyone in the internet class became angry, the male squad leader of the internet class walked towards Ye Tian and the others with a solemn expression.

Chapter 117 Powerless to Fight Back (Additional Fourth Update)

"Student Guan Mei, it's just a friendly match between classes. Are your players like this?"

Chao Guanmei, the monitor of the internet class, said angrily, "The left ankle of Mohetu in our class was kicked and swollen. I don't know what's going on inside the foot. Maybe it's fractured or fractured. How do you feel about playing friendly matches?"

"I……"

Guan Mei was angrily accused by the monitor of the internet class, and she couldn't help feeling flustered. She wanted to explain, but she didn't know what to say.

In the final analysis, this matter was indeed her class's fault. As the monitor of the class, she had to take part of the blame for Zhao Ming's mistakes, whether she wanted to or not.

But soon, she took a deep breath and regained her previous capable image: "Squad leader Huang Xiu, this time it's our class that is wrong, so let's send that Mohetu student from your class to the hospital first, for a friendly match." Pause first."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the stadium!

"No pause!"

The No. [-] player, Mo Hetu, who was being supported to stand up over there, looked at Guan Mei with a sharp expression at this time, and said, "The game continues, my classmates will continue to fight for me!"

"In addition, let me tell you a truth. If you want to win, you rely on strength, not small moves!"

"Well said!" Everyone in the internet class shouted in unison at this moment.

At this time, Guan Mei's expression was ugly. Is this Mohetu student suspicious of the little trick she asked Zhao Ming to do?

The other students in Ye Tian's class also showed a look of grief and indignation at being wronged, but they didn't know how to refute. After all, now that the matter was in front of them, Zhao Ming in their class had slapped the opponent's players!

The fact is right in front of your eyes, no matter what the students in the class say, the other side cannot easily believe it.

"Student Mohetu, although I am eager to win, it doesn't mean I have thought about winning in this way." Guan Mei said with a dignified expression.

"Tch, what are you pretending to be!"

A girl in the online class snorted coldly, and continued: "In the past two days, I saw that your class has been training every day, which shows that you attach great importance to this game."

"Hehe, since it's so important, I'm afraid it's possible to make some small moves for it."

Guan Mei is beautiful, she is very popular in school, and is admired and pursued by many boys, so many girls are jealous of her, and this girl is no exception. Now that they have a good opportunity to slander and attack Guan Mei, they naturally Will not let go.

"That's it! That's it!" The other girls in the online class all agreed at this time, belittling Guan Mei one after another.

"The people in the online class are a bit too much."

Zhang Jie, who was beside Ye Tian, ​​frowned and said, "It's Zhao Ming who did the petty tricks, not the squad leader. It's fine if they don't scold Zhao Ming, but it's really too much to grab the squad leader Guan and scold him instead."

At this moment, Guan Mei took a deep breath, and then said loudly: "I can repeat it again with my personality, our class never thought of making small moves!"

"Hehe, do you know it in your own hearts!" the girl replied not to be outdone.

"Okay, since Guan Mei and you have made such a promise, then forget it." The monitor of the online class stopped the conflict at this moment, and said, "Do you still want to continue the competition in your class?"

"Hehe, they have lost so much that they have no choice but to play tricks. Do they still dare to compete?"

"Squad leader, it's true. It's not good to have a friendly match with any class, but you have to do it with their class, and Mohetu's classmates were all injured."

"The people in this class, I think, are a bunch of insidious villains! If you can't beat them, just play tricks!"

Hearing the increasingly ugly words from the people in the internet class, Guan Mei couldn't help showing anger on her face, but now it was their fault, so it was hard to say anything, she could only be angry but unable to refute.

"What, monitor Guan Mei, are you going to admit defeat?" The monitor of the internet class looked at Guan Mei.

"Since you want to continue the competition, then we will fight with you to the end!" Guan Mei gritted her teeth, holding back her anger.

"Okay, let's continue the game!"

The monitor of the online class nodded, and then led their players back to their previous positions.