In the eyes of others, this is probably what Mutt looks like now. After all, the cat boy in mid-air can't do anything. Facing King Arthur's spear-like thrust to grab the ball, he can't even get the slightest countermeasure.
When he came out, he could only hug the ball with all his strength, hoping that it would not be knocked out of his arms by his opponent.
Of course, Iron Mask No. 9's shots are fast and the angle is tricky. Even if Mutt hugs the ball, there is no guarantee that he will be able to escape from the opponent's ball this time. He has seen the King of Knights use the same move before."
Albert has been bullied several times, and each time he almost took away the ball. But every time the Tiger youth forcibly moved his arms at the most critical moment and used his body to hug the ball. This
The consequences of this kind of ruse to protect the ball were also terrible. The elbows of both of Albert's arms were injured to varying degrees. If Mutt had done the same thing, the result would of course be the same ending ---
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But wait, will it really happen?
Snap------
At that critical moment, Mutt spotted the angle of King Arthur's attack and moved his elbow slightly.
As a result, although his protection was not very comprehensive, Iron Mask No. 9's hand only passed diagonally across the ball in his arms, and did not hit the ball as accurately as expected. Mu
Te blocked part of the attack with his elbow and barely saved the ball!
Then he waited for the pain on his elbow to follow, maybe even severe pain. But the pain did not come, and at the same time he fell to the ground with a thud.
"...Go two...one yard!" the referee blew his whistle from a distance and announced. Because he hit his head when he landed, Mutt's ears were still buzzing when he got up and he couldn't hear.
He was aware of everything around him. But from the referee's shout, he could roughly guess that he had advanced twenty-one yards. His body was very soft, and the impact damage he received when he landed was actually very slight, but his head was still damaged by the impact when he landed.
Due to the inertia, I suffered a mild concussion.
Where's the elbow? The cat boy took a breath and immediately looked at his arm. After all, for outfield catchers, their arms are like their lives.
The elbow was not injured. In other words, it was just a slight scratch, which was basically not a problem. Iron Mask No. 9's spear-like sudden attack to grab the ball originally hit Mutt's elbow, which should have hit the cat.
The boy's elbow would have caused a lot of damage, but fortunately Mutt has a special "rubber man" physique. Even his bones are soft and stretchable. The violent blow just now hit his elbow.
, the impact was absorbed, and it should have caused huge damage, but instead it became painless and itchy.
Should it be said that Mutt was too lucky, or should it be better to say that he was the "nemesis" of King Arthur's move? Originally, Mutt had already taken this move with the awareness that his arm injury would affect the subsequent games. Thank God that his arm was fine.
"Hmph." Iron Mask Man No. 9 quickly evacuated from Mutt, just snorted and walked off the field. He probably also realized the threat of Mutt.
"Ten minutes. Are there still 25 yards left..." Hiloma looked at the bottom line of the Great Britain team from a distance and said thoughtfully: "I wonder if His Highness the Prince can finish the run."
There was not much time left in this game, so he probably planned to let the golden lion Leoport play again and let the kid run the rest of the distance in one breath.
Albert frowned. But they all knew that Leo could not run that distance. Iron Mask Man No. 9 already had a way to counter Leoport's [Sandstorm Travel], and was defeated by Iron Mask Man No. 9.
If the number catches up, Leo will only be beaten one-sidedly and will fall to his knees before running a few steps.
Being able to rely on Leo to advance ten yards, no, five yards, is probably the limit.
Even so, Hiloma just used a strange trick to deceive the British Knights once, allowing the team to successfully advance the twenty yards. The same trick will not work a second time, after all, King Arthur is there. Just now he
I almost took the ball away from Mutt. If it happens again next time, I guess the ball will really be taken away.
In the end, no matter how many tricks and tricks were used, the Sphinx could only advance to this point and could not advance further. This touchdown was really difficult to score.
As a result, no matter how many tactics quarterback Hiloma used, it was still Albert who ultimately decided the team's outcome.
If the Tiger Youth cannot defeat the "legendary" Iron Mask No. 9 head-on, there will be no way to win this game, and there will be no way for the Sandstorm Sphinx to move on.
Let's try again. Even if it's foolhardy. Even if all his little tricks will be seen through by the clever King Arthur in an instant, Albert will still challenge.
Even if the whole world regards him as a laughingstock, it thinks that a small character like him cannot possibly win the "legendary" Iron Mask No. 9 in a head-to-head confrontation------
As long as there is one person in the world who is still willing to believe in him------
He has the motivation to continue challenging.
Once again, kick off.
As a result, Redlich was not moved to the center position, and Gusta was still the center. Although Redlich was missing, it meant that the less than half-second advantage obtained by [unintentional] at kick-off was lost.
But Gusta's [War Cry] was of great significance, and seemed to make up for this shortcoming. All in all, the ball passed from Gusta's hands to Hiloma's hands, and then without any suspense, it was passed short to Albert again.
"Run backward!" Hiloma reminded him as soon as he passed the ball, asking Albert to run backward to match Gusta's battle cry.
Although he had almost never been trained to run backwards before, it was difficult to suddenly ask the tiger man to run backwards, but he had to do it and turned around and started running.
It feels terrible. You can't see what's behind you when you run backwards like this. You can only vaguely feel the murderous aura from Iron Mask Man No. 9 spreading from behind. That guy must be running towards the tiger menacingly now, I guess.
You will be behind Albert in less than a second!
Is it getting more and more difficult to run backwards and survive King Arthur's onslaught? I just hope that Gusta's battle cry can really bring an advantage to Albert and make this running formation successful.
Gusta watched all this, and his timing was very accurate. Just when the Iron Mask No. 9 was one yard behind Albert and wanted to take action against the tiger man youth, he used the war cry.
The whole world has focused its attention on the tiger man Gusta. That is a mandatory effect. Even if you want to take your eyes away from Gusta, you can't!
At this moment, Iron Mask No. 9 should also be looking at Gusta.
But Albert knew that Iron Mask Man No. 9 was proficient in mind-sighting skills. Even if his eyes were fixed on Gusta, he would still be able to know the direction Albert was heading in and thus block him.
So dodging is useless. No matter how clever you are, you can't escape the palm of that guy. You can only confront him head-on------no, "confrontation from behind" is the right way?
Boom! He felt the opponent's body collide. But this was expected, and Albert was wearing protective gear, and the breastplate was thick enough that he was basically not afraid of the opponent's impact!
But the real problem came next. After the other party's body came close to him, Albert suddenly felt like he was leaning against a thick cement wall, unable to push at all!
What is the principle of this??
Although Albert is a relatively small Khajiit (compared to Khajiits of the same age), as an orc, he still has some racial advantages. There is actually a gap in stature with his opponent Iron Mask No. 9.
Not big, it can even be said that he has a slight advantage! Logically speaking, if he leans on like this, even if he cannot knock the opponent away, he can at least slowly push Iron Mask No. 9 towards the bottom line of the Great Britain team!
But why can’t it be done?? So thick and strong! Because I can’t see the situation behind me, the feeling of being blocked now is more like running into a thick wall! Why do mere humans have such powerful power?
With such a firm posture, is that guy really a monster with infinite strength and energy?! Are his legs rooted in the ground and unable to move no matter how hard he pushes?
No! It’s because of his stance! Albert figured it out in an instant. He was running backwards, and the direction of his force when running was very different. Of course, he couldn’t use his full strength. But the opponent was the same as Albert.
Facing the direction, facing Albert's back, he pushed forward with all his strength! He used his force in the right direction, and of course he could exert a power that transcended the racial gap!
Not only that, the thrust from Iron Mask No. 9 became stronger and stronger (it seemed that he had mastered the secret of exerting force in this position!). Not only did he block Albert's advancement without moving, he also began to push back, allowing Al to push back.
Bert began to lean forward and became unsteady on his feet!
Oops! Albert is about to lose this wrestling, and he knows that the moment he loses this wrestling and falls, Iron Mask No. 9 will shoot the ball in his hand again! Albert loses
The moment when the balance fell down and the flaw was exposed, it was the moment when the opponent's sharp thrust like a spear penetrated into his arms and knocked the ball away!
Of course, Albert could sacrifice his elbow and forcefully block the blow at the risk of damaging his arm again. But how long can this last? Until the moment when his arm is broken?
......wrong!
If he continues to think about how to defend and how to reduce losses from defeat, Albert will never be able to defeat Iron Mask No. 9! He is carrying the fate of the entire team. If he does not win against Iron Mask No. 9,
, there is no way the Sandstorm Sphinx can win this game!
Escape is impossible. This green field is open and open, and everything he says and does is seen by the world. In this stadium, he has nowhere to escape!
Since there is no way to escape, then just bite the bullet and find a way to win from this competition!
In this case, Albert can think of the only way to victory, and that is------
He took a deep breath and instantly lowered his body weight!