Crown of Silence

Chapter 207 Who is shameless?

"Ah da!"

Her ridiculous fist punched James's nose, easily penetrating the scorching flames, the violent wind, and the molten earth armor around James.

It was as simple and easy as digging a shovel into the soil.

Bang!

James' vision went dark, and he fell to the ground, as if he had hit an iron wall. In severe pain, he opened his eyes blankly, but he didn't understand what was going on.

Could it be that he was overturned by a little girl?

"No, this isn't right..."

He rubbed his numb face, looked up dully, and then saw Bai Xi in front of him.

In this thick water vapor, he vaguely saw Bai Xi facing him, assuming a strange posture.

That posture looked unclear and powerful, as if it had some profound meaning and terrifying power.

"Ah da! Ah da! Ah da da da da da da!!!"

She screamed strangely, rushed forward, and punched James in the face again.

The defense was like paper and was broken through again. James' vision went dark and he fell to the ground again. Bai Xi cruelly stepped on the ground, punched and kicked him.

Each of those moves looked decent, but they were disorganized and clumsy.

If a warrior from the East saw it, he would definitely be furious and replace his master with this poor imitator.

It can be used here, but it is indescribably useful.

The wave of 'swaying' wrapped around Bai Xi's palm, like a hammer, and continued to shatter the defense around him with Bai Xi's movements.

Whether it's storm enchantment or molten earth armor, fire and frost have no effect.

That is the talent at the top of the changing faction, the unrest power in the blood of dragon veins. Compared with it, the musical score composed by several of James's members is like a three-legged cat.

In front of it, apart from its own power, all other movements are unable to maintain their own structure and can only collapse themselves in the wild turmoil.

Simply, there is no way to fight back.

In the end, Bai Xi's hand hurt from the beating, so he took out a wrench from under his skirt and smashed it with it.

James couldn't even scream anymore.

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In the audience, everyone waited with bated breath. Look at the thick water vapor.

In the dancing whiteness, only terrifying loud noises could be heard, followed by the earth shaking.

In the end, a thawed football rolled pitifully out of the mist.

Behind him was a little girl jogging with a relaxed and calm face, like a little girl who nothing had happened.

Behind her, the water vapor gradually dissipated, revealing James lying on the ground, bruised and swollen, as if he had been stepped on by a herd of mammoths.

what 's wrong?

"Isn't it right?"

"James is lying down?"

There was a burst of noise in the crowded auditorium, and even the students of the School of Change were stunned, their throats were hoarse, and they could not shout.

In the end, everyone looked at the Academy of Change with strange eyes:

"Could it be that those just now were all fake?"

In this regard, the School of Change was completely at a loss and did not know how to refute.

Who would have thought that the attack that was originally going to defeat the Leshi Department with great confidence would actually fail in the hands of a little girl?

Just when everyone was stunned, Bai Xi trotted and kicked the ball across most of the field.

He passed through the stunned players, kicked the football, ran all the way into the penalty area, and kicked the football into the goal with the last kick.

Next to him, the goalkeeper didn't react at all. He couldn't help it, the impact was too great. Who can guarantee that if she stops him, he won't be beaten like James?

In all the silence, Bai Xi turned back and looked at the referee who was also petrified:

"This counts as a goal, right?"

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There was silence in the stands, but some people clapped and cheered.

"Okay, okay!"

The blond man clapped excitedly and slapped the principal next to him vigorously, "This little girl is so spiritual! I like it! From which college and department? I don't know which master taught her, she is so amazing!"

"Ahem."

The principal coughed, glanced at this guy, and asked in a low voice: "Hermes...are you so free?"

Others don't understand, but how can he, who dominates the Great Barrier, not understand? That little girl is literally shining with the brilliance of gold coins!

Wearing a water-proof necklace on his head, fire walking boots on his feet, and a ring of eagle wings hidden under the hairband, the pair of gloves on his hands are also the hands of a hard-to-find gravedigger, breaking through the earth and digging graves with ease.

Even if a dog is fully dressed in this outfit, it can still treat ordinary elemental damage as if it were nothing.

Not to mention her dragon blood.

"Oh, don't look at me like that."

Hermes covered his mouth and smiled mischievously, "In the final analysis, the music they played is just too rubbish."

On the other side, Yegor's expression changed upon hearing this, and his already gloomy face became even more ugly.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you understand what I mean?"

Hermes glanced at him and said calmly: "This kind of adaptation that abandons the essence is just a hysterical vent."

“‘Change’ is the essence of the school of change.

Fire is transformed into water, water is transformed into wind, and wind is transformed into earth. This is a faction born based on the early Four Elements Theory.

And this symphonic poem of Liszt, with the death of the legendary hero Mazepa, takes the intention a step further, implying that the original sin of mankind can be turned into redemption, pointing directly to the ultimate goal of the Transmutation School of "turning death into life". "

Speaking of this, Hermes couldn't help but sneer: "Those little brats, they can't even find where the road is and just play blindly, it's boring.

Losing is simply a matter of course. "

Yegor's face turned red and white, but he didn't refute.

Thinking of this guy's identity, he could only hold back his anger, sit down silently, and look at the field with a sullen face.

Soon, the teacher next to the field received a message from the coach.

"Tell those bastards, if they can't win this game, then don't think about graduating this year! "

Soon, the Change Academy, which was reorganizing the team, temporarily applied for a five-minute timeout.

James, who was beaten black and blue, was also carried over. After being treated by the hymnist next to the court, he was able to move, but his eyes were still dull, as if he had not recovered from the impact just now. Soon, the other two graduates who were too tired to bear the pressure of "Mazepa" were replaced by two new players.

Seeing that the group of guys shrank, the audience suddenly cursed. A small group of baseball sticks had already started to make a fuss:

"Stupid exchange idiots, the more they are replaced, the more stupid they are! "

Since ancient times, the style of play in Anglo has never been good. Playing a game in a tavern can cause a large-scale fight. The drunkards don't care whether you are an Avalon policeman or something else. They just smash and burn. It is simply a cancer of public security.

Now that they have experienced this feeling for the first time, everyone has an unspeakable humiliation in their hearts.

After being scolded like this, James became much more sober. After calling for clean water to wipe his face, his expression suddenly became extremely gloomy:

"This time, I'm afraid we are going to capsize in the gutter of the Music History Department..."

"Are we really going to lose?"

Several students looked at each other, and some of them looked down at the time and found that there was not much time left for the half-hour game.

After all, it is not a regular game. There are a total of 37 teams. The school also has to consider the next game, and it is impossible to leave them too much time.

"It seems that we can only use that trick. "

James gathered several companions in a circle and drew a circle in the air with his fingers. All of a sudden, all of his companions changed color:

"Wait, if we use this trick, we will be scolded even if we win, right?"

"Are you still going to compete with them in an upright manner?"

James was furious, his expression was sad and determined: "They are shameless, we can only be more shameless than them!"

Soon, the break was over. Everyone was ready to go on the court, gritting their teeth and looking at the four people and one dog on the opposite side.

Now the Music History Department has completely retreated to defense and gave up the midfield.

Ye Qingxuan had a premonition of the opponent's fierce counterattack, and decided to defend after careful discussion.

As a result, when the opponent's Change Academy launched the horn of the general attack, he couldn't help but be stunned.

This time it was his turn to feel: something seemed wrong...

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This time, James was still the only one carrying the ball forward, but the twelve students who were saved ended up It formed a weird formation...

How to describe it, that formation... Well, to put it simply, it formed a dynamic circle moving forward.

That's right, as the melody sounded, this group of guys carried the strongest shields, connected to each other, formed a circle, surrounded James in the middle, and pushed him and the ball forward.

It seemed that they were going to steadily push the entire formation into Ye Qingxuan's goal...

How the hell can they play like this?

They can't even touch the ball!

"Wait, this formation is a foul!"

Ye Qingxuan was completely dumbfounded.

The referee glanced at them, calmly flipped through the rules in his hand, which were still ten years ago, and shook his head:

"Although it looks like a foul, it doesn't count if it's not written in the rules. "

Although the tactics of the Change Academy have reached a new level of shamelessness, they were forced out after all.

Besides, who told the academy to use the rules from ten years ago?

In the audience, the students who originally supported the Change Academy also cursed: It's not that they are not tolerant enough, but today's game has continuously refreshed their bottom line.

So far, their bottom line has been broken three times in a row.

Who knows what kind of moth will appear in the next game!

What about playing football! What about fair competition! What about friendship first!

Now, Ye Qingxuan saw that the group of bastards from the Change Academy pushed towards him like an iron wall, and he was a little confused.

"Hey, who among us is the shameless one? ! "