At the same time (?), in the stone pillar forest of the Red Sea, there was a temporary arena.
"What should we do next, Hiloma?" Gusta, the center of the Sandstorm Sphinx team, asked as soon as they formed the formation. Albert and Mutt were not on the court, except for Phileos on defense.
Apart from providing some slight advantages, the Sphinxes can basically say that they have no chance against the Great Britain team. According to this trend, the Great Britain team is expected to easily score a touchdown in this round, so that the Sphinxes will not be able to defeat the Great Britain team.
The score is getting closer.
If there are no more means.
"How are you doing today?" Quarterback Siroma suddenly asked: "Can you use [that move]?"
"What? Use it now?" Gusta's expression became serious: "Didn't we agree to preserve it until the finals?"
"There is no way. If we lose in today's game, we have no chance of entering the finals. Rather than saving it until the last moment, we might as well use it now." Hiloma said.
"...I understand." Gusta, the tiger man, groaned: "Then I'll wait for your signal."
Although he pretended to be nonchalant on the surface, Gusta knew that Hiloma was forced into a desperate situation this time, so he disrupted the original plan. This was not like Hiloma's style, but the situation was so desperate.
The Knights of Great Britain are indeed monsters and terrifying opponents.
Kick-off. Moussa Hill kicked the ball away with all his strength, hoping that the receivers of the British Knights would catch it as late as possible, so that their offensive position would be pushed as far back as possible.
However, the Sphinx team's wishful thinking did not work. Even though Mertha Hill, a Leopard man with super strong feet, kicked the ball with all his strength, the ball that flew out was still quickly caught - not because of Mertha Hill.
Hill's kick was not high enough or far enough, just because Great Britain's outfield catchers are so good! Forty feet up from the ground, that leap into the sky like an eagle spreading its wings represents the highest professional level in the world of American football.
!
Mutter, who was watching the game from the sidelines, fell into silence. He knew that the receiver of the other team was a much better talent than him. It was enough to see from the catch just now that the opponent's ability in all aspects was far superior.
For him. Despite this, he did not think that he would lose to his opponent in a head-to-head confrontation. If he tried his best, he might have a way to defeat such a talent.
Whoosh! After receiving the ball, the outfield receiver started running fiercely, and Great Britain's running back came to join the receiver. While waiting for the receiver to approach, Dayou used a short pass to catch the ball, and then ran in one breath.
The meaning of array!
The two were already very close, and they passed each other. The receiver could only pass the ball behind him, so he passed the ball the moment they passed by!
"Now!" Hiloma suddenly ordered.
Gusta, the tiger man who had already gathered enough energy, suddenly roared: "Roar ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"
It was a war cry, and it was quite standard. It could be compared to the war cry that the Vikings used to intimidate their enemies before going to war. And------
That war cry made Gusta become the focus of the audience. Everyone on the field, whether it was the referee, the players resting on the sidelines, or the players playing on the field, all focused their attention on the center Gusta without exception.
He couldn't even look away from Ta's body for a moment!
The players of the British Cavaliers are of course no exception, especially the outfield receiver and running back who were just passing the ball! The ball had been passed from the hands of the outfield receiver, and it should have passed through a
The short pass was not difficult to remember and eventually fell into the hands of the running back. However, because the running back's attention was suddenly attracted by Gusta's war cry, he was even distracted at the moment of catching the ball.
, the football slipped away from his fingertips with dignity and fell to the ground with a thud!
"...Pass failed!" When the referee came to his senses, he just saw the ball falling on the ground and immediately announced.
"This...!" The running back was obviously surprised by his mistake. Such a major passing error is rare in this kind of professional game, and it is also very embarrassing------
It's embarrassing enough to leave a lifelong stain on that player's career!
"What was that just now?" Man in the Iron Mask No. 9 (King Arthur) groaned in the dugout.
"It's a battle cry. It's not like I haven't seen it before." Coach Tietou (Grand Duke Palinloer) replied: "Not bad. There are not many guys with the guts to roar such a majestic and powerful battle cry nowadays.
."
"I know it's a war cry. What I want to ask is why he can forcefully attract everyone's attention with his war cry." Iron Mask Man No. 9 continued: "Pasiva is also a professional player.
It's absolutely impossible to pay attention to that kind of battle cry when you know you have to concentrate on catching the ball."
"......what do you want to say?"
"What I want to express is that the [mistake] just now was not a simple accident." Iron Mask Man No. 9 analyzed without emotion: "Pasiva was affected by the big tiger's [certain move]
."
"How is that possible?" Coach Tietou snorted doubtfully. After all, the opponent was just an orc, and the battle cry was majestic and eye-catching, so it was barely justified. Could it be that there was some kind of confusing move in that battle cry, such as
Hypnosis? Can orcs use hypnosis? Even if it can be used, it is probably impossible to master it, right? And even if the other party is really a guy who is proficient in hypnosis, Persiva, as a Knight of the Round Table, will never be hypnotized so easily
Confused?
"You don't have to believe it. Then let's take a look further." Iron Mask Man No. 9 said: "He will definitely do it again, and then you will understand that this is indeed not a coincidence."
Coach Tietou shrugged.
Another kickoff. This time the ball was passed from the center of the British Cavaliers to the quarterback. The quarterback passed the ball to the running back without much thought, and let the running back run.
However------
"Roar ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!" Once again, Gusta let out a loud war cry. The air was shaking, even the mighty players on the offensive and defensive lines of the British Knights
They were all shocked and took half a step back. At the same time, everyone couldn't help but look at Gusta. They were so frightened by the roaring tiger that they couldn't even look away!
"Now!" Hiloma shouted. A figure flashed past the Sphinx quarterback!
Plop!! The leopard man Phileos rushed towards the running back of the Great Britain team. The moment the running back recovered from the battle cry and reacted, Phileos made a sacrificial dive and killed the running back.
The Britannia player fell to the ground.
"First gear, Great Britain, advance one yard!" the referee announced loudly.
"Hmm..." Coach Tietou, who was initially unimpressed, began to hum.
"It's really weird. Do you want to call a timeout?" Iron Mask Man No. 9 asked.
"We can't waste precious timeout opportunities in places like this." Coach Tietou said, "Let's wait and see for one more round."
"This doesn't look like you at all. Are you really the reckless man I know?" Iron Mask No. 9 couldn't help but wonder: "If the Grand Duke was on the court, he would have called a timeout without hesitation at this time.
Let the players regroup. Because you didn’t play in the game, you can’t ignite the fighting spirit at all?”
"It is also possible." Coach Tietou ignored King Arthur's sarcasm: "But now I am not a player, but a coach responsible for directing the team to victory. I can't waste all the team's advantages just because of a moment of enthusiasm."
"Yes... you just like it." Iron Mask Man No. 9 hummed. In a sense, Palinloer is both an excellent coach and a bad coach.
This is the second time. What’s going on with that wonderful battle cry that people can’t understand at all, and why it was able to make the well-trained British Knights suffer twice in a row. Pasiva is also a very good knight and player.
Well, his self-control and concentration should be good enough, at least not to the point where he would not be distracted by a mere war cry. But why? Even if he knew that that war cry would not threaten him, he would still know that
Knowing that he couldn't be distracted by that kind of war cry, Persiva was still distracted.
No, even King Arthur was distracted by that war cry. Iron Mask No. 9 clearly planned to completely ignore the war cry and focus on Persiva holding the ball, but he didn't.
It can be done.
It was as if... there was some kind of powerful attraction, forcibly pulling Arthur's eyes towards the tiger-man Gusta.
Isn't that really a form of hypnosis?
But that fat, stupid tiger really knows how to use such a powerful hypnosis technique? An orc? While wearing a demon-sealing bracelet, he also performed such a powerful hypnosis technique? Even almost completely immune
Arthur, who was mentally attacked, was also "hypnotized". So powerful?!
No, something is wrong.
But what is wrong? Arthur thought hard and couldn't figure it all out for a while.
After the Great Britain huddle briefly discussed tactics, they kicked off again.
The ball was passed from the center's hands to the quarterback's hands, and then Great Britain's quarterback jumped high and threw the ball!
It was a long pass, a "hail mary pass"!
That's right, since letting the running back run is not a good method and will be interrupted by the opponent's weird battle cry, then use other methods to score the touchdown! Super long-distance passes can make the British Cavaliers
Pushing an extraordinary distance in one breath, but of course the premise is that the outfield catcher of the Great Britain team can catch the ball!
Mutt frowned the moment he saw the ball. The Sphinx team currently does not have a good enough receiver on the field, and there is even less receiver who can compete with the Great Britain team! Although the "Prayer to the Virgin Passes"
The risk is huge, but since no one can compete with the excellent receiver of the British Cavaliers, isn't it a sure thing that the opponent will catch the ball and advance dozens of yards in one breath?
"Roar ah ah ah ah ah ah! ------" However, the moment the receiver of the British Knights ran out, the tiger man Gusta suddenly let out another war cry.
The war cry was loud enough to spread to every corner of the stadium. But strangely, the outfield catcher of the Great Britain team should obviously ignore the war cry and go straight to the ball, but he couldn't ignore it at all and went straight to the ball.
While running, he turned his head to look at Gusta like an obsessive-compulsive person!!
The result, of course, was that he walked without eyes, causing his run to go astray! The direction he ran in was dozens of yards away from where the ball would land, which was an almost impossible mistake to make up for! Wait until he came back to his senses to plan.
When accelerating and running to correct the error, the ball is already very close to the ground!
"Not yet---not---finish------!!" The receiver dived desperately, hoping to catch the ball forcefully with this dive.
However, he did not succeed. The ball still hit the ground half way before him, and bounced away with a thud. His hand had been stretched out straight, but his fingertips missed the ball by half an inch!
"Pass error! Second down! Great Britain Knights, advance zero yards!" the referee announced ruthlessly.