"This is an opponent who is not weaker than me. It seems that I have to summon the heroic spirit!"
Wang Long's heart beat wildly, he quietly lifted the sapphire ring and shouted softly:
"Underworld of Huangquan, in my name, the heroic spirit Gao Qiu appears!"
Bang!
A gust of cold wind flew past, and a middle-aged man wearing an official uniform from the Song Dynasty suddenly appeared.
"Gao Qiu, you are the god of Cuju, help me win this game!"
Seeing the heroic spirit appear, Wang Long said immediately.
"No problem, but I have to be possessed by your body, otherwise, I won't be able to use my ghost skills."
Gao Qiu replied.
"Then go ahead. As long as you can win, you can go any way you want!"
Wang Long didn't mind at all.
"No problem. Although we can't win the battle of heroes, in the field of Cuju, I am a god!"
Gao Qiu smiled with great confidence.
The next moment, Gao Qiu turned into a gust of wind, merged with Wang Long, and attached itself to his body.
"Are you God?"
Hearing the crazy words spoken by Gao Qiu, Lin Tianyou couldn't help but let out a laugh.
"Huh? Boy, why are you laughing?"
Gao Qiu shouted loudly. He could hear a deep look of contempt in Lin Tianyou's smile, which made him angry.
"I've heard that you are a man who became a high official by playing football. Oh no, Song Dynasty football should be called Cuju.
Well, the fact that you can get into a high official position by playing Cuju really shows that your skills are superb!"
After a pause, Lin Tianyou continued:
"But it's a pity that your opponent is me now. Even if you are a god, you will fall from the altar when you face me.
Because I am the Supreme!"
Lin Tianyou's tone and demeanor were ten thousand times more arrogant than when Gao Qiu said he was a god.
Gao Qiu's face looked ugly. He stared, remained silent for a few seconds, and gritted his teeth and said:
"Good boy, I'll show you who is the Supreme in a moment!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Qiu's jersey automatically moved without any wind.
The right foot is wrapped with soul power that only an exorcist can see.
With a long ray of light, he suddenly kicked the football under his feet towards Lin Tianyou's chest.
Scoring is not his goal, his goal is to use this ball to kill the rude boy in front of him!
boom!
A sound like drumming resounded throughout the entire venue.
It was like a thunderbolt from the sky, shocking everyone in the audience.
"Xiong, Xiong Jing, will Lin Tianyou be okay?"
You Xiaoran asked nervously.
The force of that ball was so powerful that even spectators like them could feel it.
Even if they watch the World Cup, they will never see such terrifying football power.
Many people doubted whether the bones in Lin Tianyou's chest would be broken by this ball.
"Ying, should it be okay?"
Xiong Jing replied unsurely.
She never imagined that playing football would be like fighting a war, it was so scary.
However, their worries were completely unnecessary.
The impact of football is huge, but it has no impact on Lin Tianyou.
He didn't even move his steps, he stood proudly on the spot and stopped the ball firmly at his feet.
"How is that possible? You don't have anything wrong with you?"
Gao Qiu was stunned, with disbelief in his eyes.
"Are you joking?
You are just a hero-level heroic spirit who is not even half-god or half-demon, but you still want to make this young master okay?
Who gave you the confidence?!"
Lin Tianyou's voice was indifferent, seeming to be disdainful and contemptuous.
"What did you say?"
Gao Qiu's face turned pale. He had always thought that he was a god-like existence in the Cuju world, but the young man in front of him didn't seem to take him seriously at all.
"Gao Qiu, this is a game, just kick the ball in. It doesn't matter if you can't hurt him!"
Although Wang Long was possessed, his soul was not submerged, so he saw everything in the scene.
He immediately reminded Gao Qiu.
"That's right, as long as I can score goals, what if I can't beat him?
My field is scoring goals, not fighting!"
Gao Qiu regained his confidence by Wang Long's words. At that moment, he regrouped and stared at Lin Tianyou.
"Boy, we are playing football. As long as I can beat you in terms of score, I will still be a god!"
After saying that, he rushed to Lin Tianyou, trying to steal the ball.
"Gao Qiu, you kicked me with the ball just now. Now, I'm going to kick you back. Be prepared!"
A red soul light bloomed from Lin Tianyou's right foot, and then the light spread out in all directions, extending across the entire stadium in an instant.
"Go for it!"
Lin Tianyou shouted low and kicked his right foot down suddenly.
boom!
A strong sonic boom exploded, and the ball seemed to be covered in flames, tearing the air apart.
With this kick, the football popped out of the barrel like a cannon and rushed toward Gao Qiu with overwhelming force.
Gao Qiu was still twenty meters away from Lin Tianyou, but in an instant, he felt an overwhelming force crushing him.
Even the air around him was condensed by this force, and he was unable to retreat even if he wanted to.
"How is it possible? This is my ghost technique. How can you use it?!"
His pupils were wide open, with a look of deep horror in his eyes.
The kick Lin Tianyou used to kick the ball was clearly the Heroic Spirit Ghost Technique he had just used.
Apart from him, it is impossible for anyone else to use it.
As a result, now, Lin Tianyou not only knows how to use it, but the power he uses is more than ten times that of him!
If he hadn't been sure that the other party was an exorcist, Gao Qiu would definitely have thought that Lin Tianyou was a great heroic spirit at the level of a true god or a true demon!
"Gao Qiu, please don't damage my body, otherwise you won't be able to feel better if I die!"
Wang Long's soul saw everything that happened in the field.
He was surprised that Lin Tianyou had such strong strength, and he was even more nervous about his body.
If the body is destroyed, then he will never be able to regain his soul, which is no different from death.
How could Gao Qiu not know that you cannot catch this ball with your body, otherwise you will die.
At the critical moment, Gao Qiu put his hands in front of his chest and decided to block the blow with his hands.
A handball foul is better than losing your life.
boom!!
The football landed on his arm.
Gao Qiu felt an overwhelming force that he had never seen before, overwhelming him and knocking him away.
There was a sudden spin, and Gao Qiu, just like his name, flew towards his own goal like a human-shaped football.
Perhaps because of his great strength, the strong wind whipped up when he flew upside down cracked the turf on the green ground and dragged out a trace that was dozens of meters long!
thump!
Half a second later, Gao Qiu finally landed, like a puddle of mud, and fell into the goal without making any sound.
Silence, everyone on the entire stadium of Xizhou Vocational High School became dead silent at this moment!
When have they ever seen such horrific football?
Is this still football?
It’s clearly like the Superman battle in a science fiction movie!
"Oh my god, I won't kick anymore. It's too scary. People will die!"
Someone from the vocational high school team finally reacted, screamed in horror, and ran out of the football field.
"Wait a minute, I won't play anymore. That man is a monster. Ten lives won't be enough to play football with him!"
As the man shouted, the others also reacted and followed suit.