The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 13 Garbage is unworthy (second update)

After class three (eleven) scored two goals in a row, the game continued.

Chen Shuai was like a ferocious wolf, howling and running wildly with the ball on the football field, dominating the audience and invincible.

At the end of the first half, the third (eleventh) class led by Chen Shuai scored 21 goals, all of which were scored by Chen Shuai alone.

However, class three (fifteen) failed to score an inch and suffered heavy losses. Five players were taken to the hospital, and all the others had obvious injuries.

Jin Tianzhuang sat slumped on the lawn with his back against the goal frame of the football goal. There were several clear football marks on his sweat-soaked football uniform. His face was also bruised and purple, and his nostrils were still bloodshot.

"How about it, can you still hold on?"

Lin Yang walked into the football field, came to the goal, looked at Jin Tianzhuang's miserable appearance, sighed secretly, and asked with concern.

It's a pity that Lin Yang didn't get to play. If he had played, maybe Jin Tianzhuang wouldn't be in such a miserable state.

"I hope I can play at the beginning of the second half. Otherwise, with the way Chen Shuai plays, the fat man with his physique may really be lying on the hospital bed." '

When a thought flashed through his mind, Jin Tianzhuang raised his head and glanced at Lin Yang, stretched out his fat palm to wipe the bloodshot under his nose, and said with a wry smile: "Not dead yet, but if there are a few more goals in the second half, I guess I will Go to the hospital to 'enjoy happiness'."

"Don't worry, I'll try to get on the stage as soon as possible, and then I'll avenge you, and make Chen Shuai a hundred times worse than you." Lin Yang helped Jin Tianzhuang up, and comforted him.

As a result, as soon as the words came out, Jin Tianzhuang glanced at Lin Yang, twitched the corner of his mouth, and spoke contemptuously: "Just your slender waist, stop joking!"

"You think I'm bragging?" Lin Yang stared, a little depressed. As the emperor of Ziyang, he had never been underestimated in his previous life. He didn't expect that now, he would be underestimated and questioned repeatedly.

"What do you think."

Jin Tianzhuang rolled his eyes, then waved his hands, and said, "Okay, okay, hurry up and help me to the rest area. There was too much activity in the first half, and now I'm almost dying of thirst."

Seeing this, Lin Yang shook his head with a wry smile, pulled Jin Tianzhuang, who was as fat as a hill, from the ground, and walked towards the rest area outside the football field.

……

Behind Yang Zhen, Sun Sheng and the other three, as well as a few students carrying a whole box of Red Bull drinks, walked out of the stands and walked into the rest area of ​​the football field, as if to deliver drinks to the players of the football team.

When Lin Yang helped Jin Tianzhuang and other players from class three (fifteen) to the rest area, he happened to meet Yang Zhen and others.

"Red Bull? I thought the drink prepared in class would be cheap mineral water, but I didn't expect it to be Red Bull. It's amazing!"

Scarred and scarred, Jin Tianzhuang saw the red bull in the hands of the students behind Yang Zhen, his dead wood was in spring, his greedy eyes widened, and with a cry of surprise, he couldn't wait to shake off Lin Yang's arm and rushed forward. I want to tear open the box and take out a bottle to quench my thirst.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Feng, who was following behind Yang Zhen, just ran to the students who were carrying the Red Bull packing boxes, and suddenly stopped, turned his head suddenly, revealing a sinister and fierce face, with sharp eyes like a knife Even through his hair, he stared at Jin Tianzhuang's body.

"roll!"

The moment the deep cold reprimand burst out of his mouth, Jiang Feng raised his right leg, and with lightning speed, he kicked hard on the fat belly of Jin Tianzhuang who was running towards the Red Bull.

Suddenly there was a 'bang', going fast and returning even faster, Jin Tian was as strong as a fat ball, rolling backwards continuously on the football field, and barely stopped until Lin Yang was in front of him.

After this scene happened, Yang Zhen, Sun Sheng and others who were still walking forward also stopped and turned their heads to look.

The corner of Yang Zhen's mouth curled up into a sneer, and his eyes were cold and heartless, as if Jin Tianzhuang who fell to the ground was not his classmate who was fighting for the honor of the class on the football field, but an ant under his feet.

The other three (fifteen) class players around them also stood still in shock, never expecting that such a scene would happen because of a mere Red Bull drink.

For a while, the rest area was silent, and the atmosphere became more and more dull, as if a thunderstorm was brewing.

Lin Yang blinked his eyes even more, and took a deep look at Jiang Feng, a trace of coldness flashed in his pupils.But soon, he stretched out his hand and pulled Jin Tianzhuang up, and asked, "How is it? Is there anything wrong?"

"stomachache!"

With Lin Yang's support, Jin Tianzhuang stood up with a broken grass leaf on his head, covered his stomach with one hand, shivered all over, and grinned.

He really didn't expect that he would be beaten when he went to get the Red Bull.

Isn't the Red Bull prepared by Yang Zhen for the players in Class [-] ([-])?

If he is not allowed to drink, is it for the three (eleven) team to drink?

If that's the case, wouldn't it be funding the enemy and being a "traitor" of the third (fifth) squad?

"Take it easy, this matter can't just be left alone." Lin Yang's face turned colder when he heard this.

This was the only companion with whom he had a deep friendship when he was a teenager in his previous life.If it was someone else, he might have stood by and watched, but Jin Tianzhuang was different. He couldn't pretend that he didn't see it. When it was time to make a move, he had to make a move.

Otherwise, still a man?Or a cultivator?
Putting down these words, Lin Yang stepped out firmly and walked towards Jiang Feng.

After Jin Tianzhuang saw it, he thought of the feud between Lin Yang and Yang Zhen, and the horror of Jiang Feng being the No. 1 taekwondo in Los Angeles Thirteen High School, and his expression changed drastically.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to hold Lin Yang, but suddenly, because of Jiang Feng's heavy kick just now, there was a severe pain in his stomach, which made him stagger, and his outstretched hand grabbed the empty space. When he raised his head again, Lin Yang was already standing in front of Jiang Feng, quietly staring at Jiang Feng:

"What do you mean by beating the fat man?"

"Garbage is not worthy of drinking Red Bull. What's more, these Red Bull drinks are not prepared for you garbage. If someone looks at Red Bull beyond their control, I will hit it." Jiang Feng's mouth twitched, looking sinister and cold, He looked at Lin Yang without any fear.

Seeing such a performance, Yang Zhen nodded, with a smile in his eyes, this Jiang Feng is indeed his good dog, who knows what's in his heart, and deserves to be cultivated carefully.

"Trash? Hmph... In my opinion, you are the real trash!" Lin Yang's face darkened when he heard this, and a sternness flashed in his eyes.

With his right hand hanging by his side, his five fingers were slowly clenched. As long as he punched out with all his strength, he was sure to punch this arrogant man in front of him completely incapacitated.

But these words sounded like a thunderbolt to the ears of the people around them, and they were all shocked. He was the most powerful person in the school, but Lin Yang called him trash?

Really looking for death!

"Boy, your mouth stinks, you're trying to die, you know." Jiang Feng said coldly, while tilting his head, and there was a bone-stubble collision sound in his neck, which was creepy.

Ever since he advanced to the black belt level, climbed up to Yang Zhen, and succeeded as the curator of the Taekwondo gym, anyone who dared to offend him with his words was dealt with with his fists, thus earning a great reputation in the school.

Now, Lin Yang in front of him not only angered him with his words, but also the enemy of his loyal man Yang Zhen.

'In this case, let's solve it in advance! '

After the thought rose in his mind, Jiang Feng's face suddenly became ferocious, and he turned into a ferocious hungry wolf without hesitation. With a cruel ferocity, he stepped forward with one step, raised his fist, and aimed at Lin Yang's handsome face, intending to smash it down.

Seeing this, the members of class three (fifteen) around were all shocked, their breathing was stagnant, and they secretly raised their hearts for Lin Yang.

They all knew that Jiang Feng was a solid black belt, super terrifying, and with one punch, let alone Lin Yang's physique, even an ordinary sports enthusiast would have to fall to the ground!

(End of this chapter)