Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 2215 is traced to Sha Fei (53)

So close to the bottom line of the Blackhawks, Albert is able to reach the line in a few steps, of course, continue to run.

The touchdown is bound to be a touchdown, but what should he do after the touchdown? Doing nothing, just watching yourself being hit by the artificial people behind you? Do not. The tiger youth thought of the way to cope when it was a thousand miles.

Snapped! After Albert sprinted to the bottom line of the Germanic team, he threw the ball on the ground. First grab six points!

Then, he appeared in front of him, and he has already done a good job of helping Albert's body. The tiger youth did not want to step on the shoulders of the avatar and leap. At the moment when the avatar disappeared, at the moment when he jumped to the highest point, both hands took advantage of the situation!

lb! ! The man behind him slammed into the ground beneath his feet, creating an amazing roar.

And Albert raised his arms and hung himself on the beam of the goal of the German Blackhawks, avoiding the robbery.

He looked down at the four man on the ground who had collided with each other. These guys are really embarrassed, knowing that they are artificial man of metal skeleton, can easily repair the body when they are broken, and they rushed over to hit Albert. These stinky guys are so blatantly hit, wanting to hurt the tiger youth, but Albert is not only not injured, but also beautifully scored six points, not to put this group of artificial people And the people who are manipulating everything behind the German Blackhawks are half dead?

I feel so happy when I think about it. Albert jumped from the goal.

Hey. It is said that he is not injured at all and is not too strict. He just changed his body to be a stepping stone for his own body. In the midst of his urgency, he still did not handle it well. Then he stepped on the shoulder of the body and injured the body. After the result of the disintegration, the shoulders of Albert's body were also hurting, and it was estimated to be a bruise. Albert licked his shoulder. It’s a blessing to be hurt by this level, at least not by the four man-made people.

"Stupid Tiger." Mutter ran over to see the situation: "No injuries? Win?"

"Nothing hurts. Successfully made a touchdown." Albert replied indifferently. The referee over there also blew the whistle to announce the score, and the Sphinx team was throwing away from the German Blackhawks by a score of 16 to 3. There are still four minutes left in the game.

Albert felt that there was no need to continue playing in this game. Despite this, the Black Hawks will definitely not stop there, and will definitely continue to do things. Those guys can lose even if they lose the game, just to let Albert and others hurt and continue to play.

Look at it again. Guarantee that there will be no trouble in the last four minutes, and this game will be over. Next is the offensive round of the Germanic Blackhawks, and the Blackhawks are not too chaotic in their offensive rounds. And in the Black Hawk's offensive round, the Sphinx can still do things with Mersey Hill, disrupting the Blackhawks' plans. It seems that regardless of the Black Hawks' strategy, the Sphinx can handle it.

but------

"If they don't hesitate to foul, they have to take the opportunity to get Mercer Hill injured?" Albert and Mutter walked off the court together, by the way.

"That doesn't matter. Messahir is not a positive election. The ability to fully play his playing skills is only the game in the underground arena today." Mutter replied in disapproval.

Oh, of course. Albert thought about it and thought it should be like this. First of all, the Snow Leopard Mansahir was too focused on the ball, and the Sphinx team was unfavorable. Such a guy can't play the right position, and he will be replaced in extreme circumstances. Moreover, he wants to have the goal of today's kick and must be replayed in a completely windless arena. In addition to the underground arena in Cairo, it is difficult for Africa to find a second such indoor windless stadium. This time, the game of Mesahil seems to be very reliable, and the next time the game is on the court, things will be different.

The Black Hawks have no reason and no incentive to hurt a second-team player who is unlikely to play again in the next game.

"Then, what they are aiming for will not be Heloma..." Albert just wanted to say something, but this time he found that quarterback Heloma had also walked down the court. There is no plan to participate in the team's defensive work. Instead, the captain of the Second Army, the Jackalid Red Lich, came on command to fight.

"It turns out." When Redclich passed him, Albert looked at the black eye mask of the jackal, and shouted: "If Redridge is injured, don't be tight."

"It doesn't matter. But on the evasion of the opponent's attack, the guy's level is far above me, he won't be so easily injured." Siloma grinned: "If those artificial people really want to get Redridge Injury, they have to pay ten times more than they do today."

So powerful? Albert thought. But he was not surprised. From the first sight, he saw Redridge and began to clear that the Jackals had practiced some fighting or self-defense. Because the guy walked amazingly, his control of his center of gravity was quite skilled. Although the footwork is also one of the necessary conditions for the quarterback, the stability of Redridge has far exceeded the level that the quarterback should have. Those who are as stable as the center of gravity, no matter how fierce the collision, can easily dodge or dispel the impact of the opponent.

So, indeed, if Redlitch has the heart to defend, the other side can't do much damage to Redridge. This round is still the defensive round of the Sphinx team. Redlich has no need to take the risk of running the ball, and it is even less likely to be hurt by the opponent's attack.

So... really nothing to worry about, probably? Albert sat on the bench and a chill of cold sweat appeared in the forehead. Even if the Germanic Blackhawks want to do things, they can't make any name. In the last four minutes, this game should be completed in such a calm manner...?

auzw.com This inexplicable uneasiness, what is going on? Is it possible for the German Blackhawks to target other people besides Redlitch?

But who are their goals?

kick off! ------

Mersey Hill kicked the ball out and the ball flew far, which was a deep enemy. It is reasonable to say that the German Blackhawks should send outfield receivers to catch the ball and start the offense after they get the ball. However, this group of artificial people seems to be uninterested in the ball being kicked out, but continues to pile up there ------

bad!

Albert suddenly understood what.

"Flee! Don't compete with them!!" he shouted.

However, everything is too late.

Yes, before the kicked ball has not yet landed, the entire team of the German Blackhawks, each player, has been pushed to the offensive and defensive line, madly pushing forward! !

Their goal is not quarterback Redlitch, nor kicker Mersail, their goal is the Sphinx's offensive and defensive line!

Or more accurately, their goal is center Gusta! !

Bang! ! Originally, there was a difference in strength. The crumbling Sphinx's offensive and defensive line, under the total attack of the entire team, instantly collapsed! People are pressing people, artificial people are pressing people, and the scene is quite chaotic!

"...Gusta!" It is estimated that even he did not expect things to develop like this, and the face of Captain Hilomar turned into a dead gray!

"Pause! Medical team!!" Redridge shouted on the field.

"It's going to be terrible." Mutt narrowed his eyes and looked at it all. Under the tremendous pressure of the German Blackhawks, in order to consolidate the Sphinx's slightly vulnerable offensive and defensive line, they also specially joined three foreign aid players. The three burly gray elephants were sitting on the side of the center Gusta, and barely stabilized the offensive and defensive line ------ just before everything happened. But no one can think of the Germanic Blackhawks will come to this set, the total force of the team's man-made people to overthrow the Sphinx's offensive and defensive line. As a result, only Gusta and several of them supported the offensive and defensive line, which was naturally attacked by the group of strangers who were opposite to each other! The destructive power of this collapsed offensive and defensive line can also be extremely astounding. Does Heaven know that the fallen elephants will squash Mr. Gustav, who is sandwiched in the middle? !

"Amount, the result came out ------" Mutter pointed far away to the chaotic crowd, said.

Albert also concentrated on looking at the past and trying to see what happened.

It seems that there is blood. I don't know who was hurt, and it hurts very heavy.

"Sure enough... Mr. Gusta!" the cat-man teenager exclaimed.

Yes, it was the tiger man who was carried by the medical staff on the stretcher. This is really the worst result. Albert squinted and looked at it, seemingly vaguely seeing blood everywhere in Gust. Arms and legs, I don't know which one, it should be broken. It is likely that people who have been fallen are crushed. It seems that he should have suffered internal injuries. It should be said that being overwhelmed by such an injury is a strange thing. Gusta is at the very center of the collapsed wall, and it is very likely to be crushed by people like people around him, or by artificial people who collide from the opposite side. Regardless of whether the friendly or the enemy are full-fledged guys, the Tiger Man’s body can stand up, it’s a miracle!

"I really play, **** man-made ------" I was quietly watching all of this, and the quarterback, who had almost no change in expression, was at the same time, and the tone of the moment revealed the ridge. The huge killing of the bones: "A good center like Gusta, it is not easy to find a substitute ------"

He is angry, absolutely. Even though his face did not look like a birth, Captain Hilomar was like a cold and awkward demon.

"The game is over! The Shaws Sphinx vs. the German Blackhawks, 17 to 3, the Sands Sphinx wins!" The referee made a loud verdict, ending the rest of the game.

As a result, no matter how the German Blackhawks struggled, they could not get a half point in the touchdown of the Suffolk Sphinx. The only "accounting" is still obtained by kicking the ball.

The physical strength of the orcs is far worse than that of the artificial people. Normally, no matter how you struggle, you should not win. The score should be reversed. But this is not the case. This game perfectly explains the truth: strength is not everything, but power but does not know how to use it, it will inevitably fail.

But the Sphinx's victory is very costly: the German Blackhawks succeeded in allowing Sphinx's center Gusta and three other forwards on the offensive and defensive line to be seriously injured in the next game.