Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Seeing this, Zhong Zhenzhen's sense of justice burst out, and he shouted angrily, "This is too much, our eleven warriors have charged into the fray, and they don't even have a bottle of mineral water! LEE Lee, follow me!"

There was an iron house selling water right beside the west sports field, but when Zhong Zhenzhen arrived there, he saw a few students from Class Two also there.

"Hey, boss, give me two boxes of mineral water and two boxes of Red Bull!" Zhong Zhenzhen took his phone and prepared to transfer the money.

The boy from Class Two sneered, "Sorry, we've already bought all the water here. It's none of your business."

"What?" Zhong Zhenzhen turned his head to look at the boss of the metal house. "Boss?"

The owner scratched his head awkwardly, "Sorry, sorry."

"Sorry your sister!" Zhong Zhenzhen shouted loudly. The mineral water and the Red Bull were placed beside him.

Two female cheerleaders from Class Two pushed Zhong Zhenzhen away, "Screw your mother, didn't you hear? We bought all the stuff here, are you f * * king looking for trouble?"

"Scram!" Zhong Zhenzhen shouted, and was about to make his move.

A big cow from Class Two walked over. This woman was 1.8 meters tall, 180 pounds, and had two long braids. She looked exactly like a female sumo wrestler. "Hey, what are you trying to do?"

"Ugh …" Zhong Zhenzhen was instantly discouraged, and seven to eight students from Class Two around him came over, "You guys, what are you doing? Bullying with numbers? "

The big cow sneered, "So what if I bully you with less people? The items here are all from our class two, do you dare to make a move and give it a try? "

LEE Lee immediately pulled Zhong Zhenzhen along, "Forget it, don't cause trouble, let's go back."

Zhong Zhenzhen could not swallow his anger, but there was nothing he could do, he could only follow LEE Lee back, and muttered curses: "These bastards of the second class, they are truly shameless, they actually used such a shameless trick, f * ck."

"Enough, don't be angry. This time, it's all our fault for not repeating the same thing. Next time, we'll just prepare in advance." LEE Lee said.

The two of them returned to the sports field, but saw that among the people from Class 12, the one holding the Red Bull and the one holding the pulse was drinking madly, Pei Soong took off his shirt, exposing all of the muscles on his body as he spoke loudly about tactics, "Defensive and counterattack is the most suitable tactic for us, we lasted through the first half, and we almost scored the goal. I need to take a few more chances like this.

Vincy, you did well! "I admit that I was wrong about you before. In the future, I can guarantee that no one in Class 12 will dare to laugh at you. You are our Class's holy wenxi!"

Young Master Zheng was overwhelmed by the favor. Wiping his sweat, he said humbly: "My hard work is not enough, I still need everyone's encouragement!"

Zhao Kui said, "Wen Xi, you really are unexpected. The previous half's rescue was too awesome. I submit. If anyone dares to laugh at you again, I, Zhao Kui, will be the first to fight it out with him!"

On the stage, Zhong Zhenzhen and LEE Lee were dumbfounded. Where did they get the drinks from?

"Look, Zhenzhen!" LEE Lee pointed to the nearby Jiang Wuchen.

He saw a supermarket attendant riding a tricycle over, it was filled with different kinds of beverages and boxes of Snickers. After taking them off, Jiang Wuchen took out his phone to pay.

"Holy sh * t, this punching bag!" Buying so many things at once? Wasn't it worth money? Where did he get the money from? It's all for my grandpa. " Zhong Zhenzhen said angrily, "Let's go!" Then, he pulled LEE Lee down.

Earlier in the first half of the competition, Jiang Wuchen had discovered this problem, so he contacted the supermarket to get them to send him water and drinks.

It was all thanks to him that he was able to drink water at this moment.

However, at this moment, none of the Bravehearts of Class 12 paid attention to this issue. Everyone's blood was boiling. The fact was, as long as they worked hard enough, they could still level with Class 2.

In the first half, there was even a thrilling door-frame, almost to the point of breaking the door.

"Hey, uncle, are you crazy to buy so many things at once?" Zhong Zhenzhen said in a huff.

Jiang Wuchen turned around and saw them, and smiled: "You guys came to watch the ball? Looks like there's still a sense of collective honor, this is for you. " As he spoke, he took out a box of Snickers.

"I won't eat it. It's so sweet and so sweet." Zhong Zhenzhen said angrily.

"I'll eat." LEE Lee immediately went to receive him, "Hehehe, you guys chat, I'll go look for Wen Xi." As he spoke, he ran to the side of the brave warriors, and each of them divided up a few Snickers.

Zhong Zhenzhen said snappily: "Uncle, did you buy so many things because you didn't get to fight because you felt regretful? Actually, no one would think much of you! It was also to the point that you didn't get on the stage. I didn't expect Wen Xi to be so incredible that she managed to score a few fatal goals consecutively. If it were you instead … I'm afraid, I won't say anymore. "

Jiang Wuchen laughed but did not say a word. He had too many secrets and could not explain them all with one or two sentences.

"The second half is about to begin. Let's keep fighting. There might be a chance for us to win. Brothers, do your best!" Pei Soong wiped the sweat off his forehead.

At this moment, everyone's sense of collective honor exploded. "Go for it!"

The team members went up and the second class began.

However, this time around, Class 12's momentum was very strong. After drinking the Red Bull's pulses and eating the Snail Sword, each and every one of them had incomparable stamina. They fought to the death in defense, not allowing Class Two to advance.

Teacher Wu, the main coach on the side, panicked. He stood up and shouted, "Put the ball back, open your big feet, there's no guard in Class 12, leave it to Ye Feng!"

What? There was no guard for Class 12? What am I? Zhao Kui glanced at Teacher Wu in rage. However, he had a yellow card on him, so he didn't dare make any big moves.

The second class took a long pass strategy and went straight through the midfield to look for the three forwards.

Ye Feng held up the position and pushed Zhao Kui behind him, easily taking the ball. He then turned around, but he was smart, he purposely threw the ball when he turned around, and after falling on the ground, he hugged his knees and screamed loudly, as if he was his father.

The judge didn't notice and once again revealed his yellow card to Zhao Kui.

Zhao Kui was so wronged that he almost knelt down and cried. He held his head with his hands and loudly explained. The referee didn't even listen to him as he pointed and whistled, asking Zhao Kui to leave.

When Pei Soong came over to comfort him and hug him, Zhao Kui's eyes were bloodshot. "F * * k, I was wrongly accused."

"Forget it, there's no use talking about it now. Let's talk about it later." Pei Soong said.

"Sigh." Zhao Kui shook his head dejectedly and dragged his heavy body off the stage.

The forward positioning ball was only 20 meters away from the goal. Shooting and passing wouldn't be a problem.

This time, the main punishment officer was none other than Song Yuan, his free kick had broken the door before. Class 12 was very nervous as Pei Soong had personally come back to stand on pedestal.

Song Yuan and Ye Feng whispered to each other, and then Ye Feng ran into the forbidden area, and said smilingly: "Idiot, guess, will you still be able to defend this time?"

"Even a moron can catch two of your balls. You are even worse than a moron, idiot!" Young Master Zheng stared at Ye Feng and scolded him, "What are you looking at? Unconvinced? Hit me, come on, f * ck you. "