Qin Hao didn't expect that Sima Mad was so anxious that he began to kill the killer in front of everyone.

He also stepped on the ground with one foot, forcing out a true qi from the spring point on the sole of his foot.

The enemy is not welcome, and he does not need to be polite.

Give him face, and he kicks his nose.

In the past two days, a lot of true qi has been stored in the body, and it's really good that Sima has seen blood.

The two currents seemed to be raging underground rivers, scurrying under the lawn, reaching the middle position, and slamming into one place.

Sima Mad felt cold in his heart, and scolded secretly, "Look at you are not dead!" ”

With a bang, the ground tumbled.

A stream of air gushed out like a fountain, splashing weeds in all directions.

The lawn within one meter was directly dented, and the essence that Sima was forced out was completely shattered by the true qi.

The power of this true qi was undiminished, and it rushed towards Sima Mad and devoured it.

In the blink of an eye, Sima Mad's ankle shook suddenly, and he was directly hit through by his true qi.

He screamed in pain, rolled on the ground with his right leg in his arms, and trembled with pain all over his body.

One of the two is under the door frame and the other is near the big forbidden area, four or five meters apart.

The spectators in the stands saw Sima Mad fall suddenly, and they didn't know what was happening, they were all inexplicable for a while.

Seeing this, the coach outside the stadium immediately said hello to the referee.

The referee blew the whistle and asked the ambulance personnel to carry Sima down in a hurry.

Sima Benlei followed him and shouted, "Brother, did that bastard do it?" ”

Sima clenched his teeth and didn't say a word.

His right foot looked fine, but the bones of his foot had been shattered by all the true qi.

He was not convinced, and he didn't know why he lost so badly.

He didn't know that true qi and essence qi were fundamentally two kinds of Taoism.

The people of the ancient martial arts only cultivated the essence qi, which is the legendary internal strength. However, cultivators, with the aura of heaven and earth, refine the essence in the human body into true qi.

In this air current, there is the power of heaven and earth.

Or water spirits, or earth spirits, or wood spirits, or gold spirits, or fire spirits.

The spirit stones that Qin Hao purchased from the system, the Spirit of the Five Elements, usually had some each.

Therefore, Sima Mad seems to be fighting with Qin Hao with qi, but he is actually fighting with heaven and earth.

This is the power of Taoism, borrowing the power of heaven and earth for one's own use, and the highest state is the unity of heaven and man.

Qin Hao leisurely held his hands behind his back, wanting to play football with them to decide the winner, but they had to compete.

It's a troublemaker, as if you don't follow the rules.

In the stands, there were two pairs of eyes staring at Qin Hao.

"What just happened? Why did Sima Mad lie down so decently? ”

Murong Yan wore a baseball cap, sunglasses, and a sportswear, and sat in a corner of the stands with Nangong Yan.

Although they are already very low-key, there are still a lot of eyes focused on them, which makes the two of them embarrassed.

Nangong Yan said, "I'm afraid this kid is a black hand!" ”

Murong Yan frowned and said, "Even if it is a black hand, Sima Mad can't be so weak, and he will be defeated by him in one move?" ”

Nangong Yan said, "Maybe his cultivation is already higher than the Grandmaster Realm!" ”

Murong Yan took a breath and said weakly, "Then didn't my brother beat him?" ”

Nangong Yan looked at her and smiled, "You really want your brother to win?" ”

"What are you talking about, I don't want my brother to win, do you want this big fool to win?"

Murong Yan blushed and stammered when she spoke.

Nangong Yan chuckled, "It's also oh, it's really difficult to choose between my brother and my little lover!"

"You dead girl, what nonsense!"

Murong Yan and Nangong Yan had a fight, staring at Qin Hao really had an unusual feeling.

This has nothing to do with love, it's just that Qin Hao avenged her uncle, and she is grateful in her heart.

At least, that's what she thinks now.

On the court, there is less Sima madness and less taste.

Sima Mad took Du Ziteng to change his tactics, and the two of them pressed the formation on the battlefield on Qin Hao's side, and the other players defended in their own half.

This weird way of playing was also forced out by Qin Hao.

He made his way to the basket and stood in front of the goal like a giant.

After Sima Madness withdrew, Sima Benlei attacked Du Ziteng several times.

Every time, he kicked the door at an excellent angle, but he was stopped by Qin Hao.

At the end of the first half, the score between the two sides widened to 5:0, and Sima Benlei's face was green.

After the referee blew the whistle, Zhou Zhenglong hugged people excitedly and threw Qin Hao into the air.

Before Li Weiwei took people on the stage to dance, she also gave Qin Hao a big hug, and kissed Qin Hao on the face in front of thousands of people on the court.

The boys on the field were boiling, but they were impressed by Qin Hao's goalkeeping skills, and changed from jealousy to envy.

People are so powerful, it's not normal to have a school girl as a girlfriend.

Murong Yan and Nangong Yan looked awkward for a while, and when they saw that there was no Sima Mad and no fun, they simply left hand in hand.

After a lively dance of the football babies, the second half began quickly.

After the Coastal University team came on the field, the Polytechnic University team was delayed. Finally, the commentator informed on the radio that Polytechnic University was disappointed with the competition and said that he would abandon the competition in protest.

They know that if they continue to compare, the score will not be 5:0, and it is estimated that it will have to be increased to 10:0.

There was an uproar on the field, and the fans of Polytechnic University carried forward the tradition and threw fruits and mineral water on the field to protest the unfairness of the game.

Nima, find a Qin Hao as a goalkeeper. This game can't be played by the University of Science and Technology, even if the national football team comes.

The Binhai University team doesn't care about this, as long as they win, it doesn't matter what they say.

If they were serious, they invited Sima Benlei and Sima Mad to the two brothers, which was even more disrespectful to the game.

The two of them are not much worse than Qin Hao.

When the award was presented, the Dalian silver medal of Polytechnic University was gone, and the group withdrew from the competition to express their protest.

Qin Hao despised in his heart, these two brothers really couldn't afford to lose. The skills are not as good as others, and they don't admit it yet.

He and the team won the gold medal with peace of mind, and for a while, many beautiful fans came to ask for a group photo.

Qin Hao was besieged by waves of beauties, the flash of his mobile phone kept on, and he also cooperated with the scissor hands.

Li Weiwei grinded her teeth in frustration, and pulled Qin Hao out of the crowd.

On the tree-lined path on campus, Qin Hao was dragged over by Li Weiwei.

Seeing that Li Weiwei was unhappy, he asked curiously, "What are you doing, everyone is going to masturbate later!" ”

Li Weiwei spat out and sulked, "Do you want to go to dinner, or are you reluctant to give up those beautiful schoolgirls?" ”

Qin Hao smiled, looked at her little face and said, "You were jealous in the morning, why are you so sour?" ”

"Get out!"

Li Weiwei pinched him, pulled his arm and said, "You are not allowed to go anywhere, if you want to eat, I will invite you!" ”

"Okay, it's rare for Miss Li to have a blood, so you're welcome!"

Qin Hao hugged her fist at her, looking like a hippie smile.

"Not serious!"

Li Weiwei shrugged her nose at him, he used to be stupid and felt that he had no emotion. Now he's flamboyant, and he's worried that he's not being honest.

In this world, there is really no such thing as the best of both worlds.