Transparent Bridge can't tell if he's a fact or a braggadocio, so he can only let it out as a fart.? Follow? Dream?. lā

After the lunch break, Mu Su began to go to a new round of competitions.

Transparent Bridge thought slightly, she sorted out the information related to Mu Su in her deputy brain and read it again.

Chaotic and unpredictable. From the beginning to the present, as always. It seems to know everything, and it seems to know nothing......

The picture changes rapidly, and finally freezes on a tabloid story.

[This man is from 2000 years ago]

The reporter has always distorted the facts in order to attract attention, and used the Spring and Autumn penmanship to give readers the illusion that the word "AD" was omitted before 2000 AD, which at first glance seems to be from the 5th century.

Can anyone really live to be 400 years old......

In the afternoon's 10 projects, Mu Su was treated like a superstar.

The superstar here refers to the superstar on the sports field - to be watched out for and guarded, no one will underestimate it, to be on guard to the greatest extent.

If it's a soccer ball, it's about the extent that four players on the opposite side are holding hands and fence around.

The end of the second day. Musu has 12 events in the semi-finals. In the two competitions that have been held so far, a total of 22 competitions have reached the semi-finals.

Even if Mu Su loses all the events in the semifinals, the points he has obtained are enough to rank among the top 10,000 and enter the third round of the Tournament of Death.

Celebrate one night, the third day, as promised.

On the last day of the rematch, there will be only two sports to be played: football and basketball.

The 128 teams each will play three matches to determine 18 teams to advance to the semi-finals.

Thirty minutes before the start of the game, Mu Su entered the wardrobe of the presidential suite and appeared in the team lounge when he walked out.

** players have gathered in the lounge, and when they saw Mu Su, they were stunned at the same time, and then they showed their heartfelt excitement.

"Great, Mu Su joined our team, we won!"

"I'm so lucky......"

"Boss Musu, how are you going to play football?"

This group of teammates, who are randomly made up of seeded players, are talking nonsense.

Mu Su smiled faintly: "Football is not something that can be played by one person. ”

The remaining two players appeared in succession within ten minutes, and a total of 11 players of 8 men and women discussed for a while.

"Shall we find a way to send the other person off the field......"

"If the other side is not stupid, it must have been prepared for a long time, and it is difficult to violate the rules."

"You mean to do nothing?"

"I mean to catch them all as much as possible. There is no substitute on the opposite side, we have an advantage of one more point, even if Mu Su is fouled, it is worth it. ”

After deliberating for a while, I still didn't have a clue. Knowing that they didn't know much about the sport, they omitted the tactics and instead had one goal: to chase the ball for all players except the goalkeeper.

This is probably one of the few drawbacks of seeded players, as team events are not as good as players who have been on a team since the preliminaries.

After changing into red and white uniforms, the players flocked out of the lounge and onto the green field on the ground as the lounge sounded the sound of the radio in the lounge.

There weren't many spectators on the field, but the game was followed live by the broadcast, with several cameras carrying cameramen and cameras set up in various locations.

Before the game even started, Mu Su was subjected to very strict scrutiny. With the protest and assistance of the opposing players, the referee searched Mu Su. The blood droplets and meteor hammer he had hidden in his sweatpants were found.

No one is stupid, and in the face of the notorious Mu Su, everyone does not hesitate to speculate about Mu Su with their greatest malice, including his teammates - who knows that Mu Su will not go crazy enough to kill his teammates together?

The two commentators also teased Mu Su in a timely manner, and let the other party beg the players as if they were facing a big enemy before they did anything.

Even if the player opposite is still not at ease after the search, he is ready to send someone to keep an eye on Mu Su, and inform the referee team if there is any change.

After a few days, most players also understood. The referees are a bunch of guys who don't look for them, and they never show up. You don't say I can't see in plain clothes.

After the body search, the players of both teams stood in a row in the center of the field.

Mu Su was directly opposite the tall female player named Chicken Soup Girl and said trash talk: "I'll see what you do this time." ”

Mu Su smiled slightly, he never fought with tongues.

The metal leggings in his socks and the storage ring on his index finger will prove to be true.

Makisu took the initiative to take on the task of goalkeeper because he didn't want to run around with the ball. A few minutes later, a whistle blew and the game began.

The opposite side took the lead in winning the ball, like an arrow easily breaking through the blockade of the Musu team, and after a few passes, it was extremely close to the penalty area.

Mu Su lay on his side in the middle of the goal, propped his head and yawned, ignoring the approaching player.

Player Wen Jingtian controlled the ball at his feet, hesitated after witnessing Mu Su's leisure, raised his foot and kicked the ball to shoot!

Probably too nervous, this kick missed the head, the football did not take in, and slowly rolled towards the goal.

Wen Jingtian was nervous, and the football slipped past Mu Su's feet, who didn't even look at it, and crashed into the net.

0:1, the opposing team leads.

They cheered and gathered together to hug, and Mu Su's teammates rushed to the scene in frustration and questioned what Mu Su was doing.

"Boss, please stop playing, we want to win!"

"We're not like you...... I've only made it to the semi-finals in two events, so please be serious. ”

"Tsk...... I can't help it. Mu Su stretched and got up to pick up the football.

His teammates asked him, "Do you have a solution?" ”

"Don't worry." Mu Su held the ball in his arms, turned around, and said with a dark and proud color: "On the green field, I am the king." ”

……

The game continued, Mu Su motioned to his teammates to run away, and then threw the football with his hand!

The players of the two teams ran, looking up to watch the soccer ball arc in mid-air, and then fell to the ...... Feet of opposing players.

Mu Su's teammates were all stunned.

The player was also stunned, and then came back to his senses and volleyed, breaking the net and scoring a goal!

One more point on the other side.

In the live broadcast room, Huang Jianxiang shook his head slightly: "This time, Mu Su's performance is not good." ”

Bai Yansong said: "There is a referee team eyeing him, it is difficult for him to do anything else, Mu Su is in danger this time." ”

The two of them spoke with regret, as if they were expecting Mu Su to foul.

Musu's teammates are about to collapse, and scoring two goals in the first minute of the game is also a rhythm of losing. Just as they ran towards Mu Su, Mu Su suddenly raised his hand to protest: "Referee, I protest, the opposite side kicked the fake football into the goal, trying to confuse right and wrong, and mix up the numbers to impersonate the real and the real one!" ”

"Good idiom!" In the streets of Hell City, Sakura who was watching the game through the shop window applauded.

"What!?"

The players on both sides exclaimed in unison.

As I said before, the referee team doesn't care about anything, but they are responsive. They come together—