After being called like this, the old man disguised as a reporter took off his black-rimmed glasses: "Hehehehe. I'm not old enough to have Alzheimer's disease, so I can't get lost in such a simple stadium."
Woolen cloth."
Then, he looked at a tall shadow among the group of people with mystery: "What's wrong, are you here too, Mr. Lion in human skin?"
The "Mr. Lion in Human Skin" he refers to, of course, refers to the owner of this underground arena, Father Lion Sphinx.
Originally, he wanted to keep a low profile, but being recognized so quickly, Father Sphinx had no choice. He coughed dryly and replied politely: "Long time no see, Mr. Croft. You."
He looks good."
"You seem to have found a lot of capable players this year." The old man narrowed one eye and said with a hint of mockery: "There are some good kids in your team. You have trained them well."
"...I dare not take it seriously." replied the Lion Sphinx.
"But, the purple diamond will not fall into your hands so easily." Croft looked at the lion man with his eyes that seemed to see through everything: "Back then, you knelt down thousands of times, and even blocked your
Full of property, you begged me to sell you the purple diamond, but I thought it was fishy so I refused. Now I have used it as a trophy to decorate your Super Cup game------the Super Cup you are best at
Tournament. If you really want to get that purple diamond at all costs, just work hard to win the game. In this way, you can win it legitimately, and no one can complain."
"Of course. I will definitely win." Sphinx replied without emotion.
"Let's just wait and see." Kroff sneered: "But I always believe that only those who truly love the sport of American football will be favored by the goddess of victory. From this fierce competition, I will gain the favor of the goddess of victory."
The team that wins in the end is not necessarily the most powerful team, nor is it necessarily the team that is the most sophisticated, but it must be the team that loves this sport the most and puts in the most effort to win. Can you
Do you understand the difference?"
The Sphinx made no answer.
"Listen to what I have to say." The old man said again: "If you continue to use the children on your team like pawns and win at all costs, then what awaits you in the end will definitely be failure. On the contrary.
, if you finally wake up and understand the true meaning of this game, you may still have the possibility of success. ------ Hahaha, no matter what, let us wait and see. No matter whether you fall in the mud of failure
In the middle, or standing under the halo of victory, I am looking forward to it!"
After finishing speaking, the old man walked alone towards the stairwell, and the group of security personnel who originally came to see him also hurriedly followed, for fear of losing the important Mr. Croft again.
But Father Sphinx stood still, as if he was greatly affected by the old man's words. He squeezed a teddy bear in his hand.
Time goes back to the middle of the game.
Albert received Mertha Hill's "killing" pass, and his body flew backwards involuntarily due to the strong impact of the ball (his back flew toward the German Blackhawks' baseline), but there were three people behind him.
The Blackhawks defender rushed forward, intending to intercept the young Tiger man.
Moreover, the three androids were coming in a menacing manner. They did not simply intend to intercept Albert. They simply wanted to cause Albert to be seriously injured through the excuse of "intercepting".
Because the scale of dark American football is very large, this level of collision by the defensive side is completely within the scope allowed by the regulations. The running back who is holding the ball and attacking is injured by the collision. No one can blame him, he can only blame the running back wearing a
The protective gear is not good enough to protect against the opponent's level of collision.
Is this the "evil trend" that reporter Wallace mentioned before? Albert thought to himself. There are always some people who ignore sportsmanship. During the game, they are not just trying to get the ball, but to make the opponent injured and unable to continue.
Participating in the competition, and with this rude style of play. In ordinary sports events, this is almost an unforgivable flagrant foul, but in dark American football events, some people can take advantage of the loopholes in the rules.
Of course, not everyone has the conditions to take advantage of loopholes. Where there is an action force, there is a reaction force. When the opponent hits Albert with all his strength at that speed, the opponent himself will inevitably suffer a lot of damage. It just happens.
, the Blackhawks are all artificial beings. Even if their limbs are damaged, they can only be sent off the field to have their parts replaced. Once they are repaired, they can play again immediately.
But Albert's side is completely incomparable. He is injured, and it will take a long time to treat him to minimize the impact of the injury. He suffered a serious injury that made him unable to move anymore, and he had to go to the hospital immediately. This
It's the gap between a body of flesh and blood and a body of steel, an irreparable gap!
Therefore, when Albert turned his head and saw the three androids crashing towards him desperately, he immediately realized that he was going to die. Flying in mid-air, he had no way to change the flight path, and he would inevitably
If he gets hit, he will definitely be seriously injured and no one can save him.
And if he was sent off at this time, today's game would be over. Without his [Sandstorm Magic] and his [Clone Technique], the Sphinx would no longer be able to compete with the Blackhawks!
Not only that. He was also finished. His original plan to rush back to Lviv immediately after the competition to participate in the [Great Hunting Festival] would also be ruined after he was seriously injured!
But------!
At that moment, a figure passed by.
A petite figure stood between the opponent's three android defenders and Albert.
"Do it again!!" Mutt, who appeared there in time, shouted, raising his arms in front of his chest and making preparations to step on Albert's feet.
That little fool! Albert cursed in his mind.
He actually wanted to sacrifice himself again to help him step up!
Even if it succeeds this time and Albert can be saved, what will happen to Mutt?!
That little cat boy would be smashed to pieces by three androids in an instant!
Did that guy not even want to take his own life in order to save Albert?!
But------
"I want to win!" the cat boy shouted.
Albert was getting closer and closer to Mutt, and he was unable to change this inevitable trend while flying in mid-air.
Even if he doesn't want to, he will still hit him.
The difference is just to crash into it, use Mutter as a stepping stone to jump away from the danger zone, and then watch Mutter get injured; or crash into it, not even jump, and be seriously injured together with Mutter - these two choices
Just a multiple choice question!
"Tsk!" With no other choice, Albert forced a backflip in mid-air, adjusted his posture, and then stepped on Mutt's arm based on his feeling!
Bounce! Relying on the amazing elasticity of the cat boy's rubbery body, he bounced up several feet before landing!
Albert, who bounced so high in the middle of the way, passed by the opponent's three artificial defenders and successfully avoided the murderous collision of the German Blackhawks defenders!
Pounds!! Then he heard a scary loud noise behind him. The three defenders must have collided with Mutt! Just hearing the sound hurt!
Blah blah blah!! Albert also rolled to the ground smoothly and rolled on the ground for a long distance. Of course, this rolling is meaningless and will not increase the distance for the Sphinx team to advance.
, it was just a series of actions used as a buffer when landing to prevent Albert from suffering greater harm.
"The Sphinx advances twenty-two yards! First gear!" the referee blew the whistle and announced.
"Uh-huh!" Albert climbed up from the grass without much damage. The artificial turf in the stadium is of high quality and is the most ideal material as a buffer.
"Timeout!" Shiloma saw that something was not going well and immediately called a timeout.
But it was Mutt who made him very worried. Albert dropped the ball and immediately rushed over to check on the cat boy.
"Mutt?!" He walked over in panic, and when he saw the severed limbs of the android players all over the place, he turned pale with fright. The androids with metal skeletons all had their hands broken due to the impact.
His feet were terrible. You can imagine how much damage Mutt would have suffered when he was hit by three androids at the same time!
"Hmm... Uh-huh..." However, the cat boy slowly crawled out from the pile of broken pieces of the artificial people. Although he was covered in blood, he stood up calmly: "It hurts."
!"
"You...are you okay?!" Albert rushed over and looked Mutt up and down: "Where does it hurt? Why can Meow still stand up? Just lie down!"
"I'm fine, don't be like this." The cat boy rubbed his abdomen, mainly checking for internal injuries. However, he didn't seem to have suffered particularly serious internal injuries. If he had, he would have been in so much pain that he couldn't even stand up.
, let alone holding it with such force.
The bones were not broken either. However, with the special physique of a "rubber man" like Mutt, it was impossible to break the bones.
"Is it really okay? Then where did all the blood on your body come from?" The tiger man young man looked at the bright red patches on the cat man boy's face, chest and belly, and couldn't help but wonder.
"It should come from them, right?" Mutt pointed at the motionless androids lying on the ground. Indeed, the manmade humans with metal skeletons that were shattered due to the huge collision were constantly suffering from some kind of abnormality.
The liquid that is known to be engine oil or blood is also dark red, somewhat similar to blood. The "blood" on Mutt's body may not be Mutt's own blood at all, but comes from the mysterious mechanical fluid on the other person's body.
"It's okay..." Hiloma, who came over with the medical team, was also confused, and even complained in the confusion: "Really, I told you not to waste time on suspending the game again and again."
frequency."
"Sorry." The cat boy moved his hands and feet and checked the injury under the guidance of the medical staff. Albert and Hiloma were relieved until the medical staff were fully sure that Mutt was not injured and could continue playing.
Come down.
Mutt did not leave the field due to serious injuries, but the three artificial defenders were carried off for repairs.
"There are only the last forty-eight yards left." After returning to the Sphinx team's position, Albert stared at the Snow Leopard Mertha Hill and asked: "Can you really kick in from this distance? If you can.
Just kick it in quickly and don’t delay it any longer. Mutt and I won’t be so lucky every time!”
"No problem, leave it to me!" Merthahir was very confident: "By the way, who will be my supporter?"
"If you can promise not to kick my hand, I will do it." Hiloma hummed: "But failure is not allowed, otherwise you will never want to play."
"Understood, Captain." The snow leopard man replied with a playful smile on his face, not at all nervous.
Whoosh!!------
He lived up to expectations and used a clean kick to make the ball cross the seemingly impossible distance of forty-eight yards and easily fly into the goal of the German Blackhawks.
In the first ten minutes of the second half, the Sandstorm Sphinx led the German Blackhawks with a 10-0 advantage. (To be continued)