Chapter 1246 Rest and Reconciliation in Silent Night (23)
Uncle Phileos has fallen!!
However, it doesn’t matter! Because it was not the Leopard Phileos who was sprinting with the ball, his fall will not affect the result of the game! As long as Albert can get over this huge wall formed by the air, the Sphinx
The team still has a chance of winning!!
However, the high-pressure air has grabbed hold of the tiger, making his whole body shaky! The faster a person sprints, the more unstable his center of gravity becomes, and the strong wind formed by the airflow can certainly blow Albert over!
Oops! The tiger clearly felt that he had lost his balance and was about to fall forward! If this continues, he will be pinned in place by the opponent in front of him again!!
Damn! I’m so unwilling! He clearly knows that his opponent is cheating, and he clearly understands his opponent’s cheating methods, but Albert is still helpless against his opponent! Is this the end of it?!
"Go!!" Unexpectedly, Phileos, who should have fallen to the ground, quickly got up and bumped Albert with his back!!
This clever collision allowed the tiger, which had lost its balance, to regain its footing! Yes, Uncle Phileos was Albert's anchor. With him opening the way, the tiger would definitely be able to get around it!!
Albert rushed out with all his strength, drilled towards the right side of Phileos' lower abdomen, and made a side breakthrough!
The giant guard also pressed down with both palms and fished in a wide area, hoping to use the storm he created and his own physical advantages to hug the tiger and the leopard man together!
No way!! Phileos also opened his palms to compete with his opponent with all his strength! His strength is far inferior to his opponent, but he only needs to block it for even tenths of a second. It is enough!
The giant's defender, delayed for half a second due to Phileos's blockage, failed to catch the little tiger that was wandering around! Albert finally broke through from the giant's defense and ran to the bottom of the enemy's formation like a storm!
"Touchdown!!------" The referee's announcement was already covered up by the enthusiastic cheers of the audience!
The score became 33:35. In the last five minutes of the game, the Sandstorm Sphinx managed to catch up with only two points behind the Guinea Giants!
Then there is the bonus game. The kickoff position is set to three yards before the Giants' baseline, where you must kick the ball in or score a touchdown.
"What should we do? Do we want to use kicking?" Phileos was already busy discussing with Hiloma.
"If we score a touchdown, we can indeed score two points directly and tie the Giants." The Tiger captain glanced at the giants and was very unhappy: "However, the wall was so thick that there was no way to break through."
"
Each of the Giants' players is a big man, and it is already very difficult to disperse the defense. When these eleven players are densely arranged within a mere three yards, the wall is even more impenetrable, relying on the Sphinx.
Even the orcs from Team S couldn't pry open any cracks.
"But even if you kick the ball, there is a high chance that it will be blocked by them." Gusta, the tiger man, also frowned and said. They know this best on the offensive and defensive lines. The last kick in the bonus game was blocked by the opponent.
The giants on the offensive and defensive lines were knocked away with one hand. After learning this lesson, even the easiest kick to score points cannot be used with peace of mind.
"Well... since the chance of success is not high, of course we should use a method that can score more points and try our best, right?" Albert couldn't help but interjected.
At this statement, not only Hiloma and Phileos, but also other players on the Sphinx team turned their heads at the same time and looked at Albert with surprise.
"Uh...what, what's wrong? What did I say wrong? What's wrong?"
"You kid...! Occasionally you still say some super cool words!" Hiloma sighed.
"At that moment, I thought it was Father Sphinx who was speaking..." Phileos also covered his mouth and sighed.
(So, Father Sphinx is also such a crazy person?)
(Wait, who is the madman!?)
"Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey!!" Captain Shiloma gave a sinister laugh: "It's interesting! It's crazy, but it's fun! Just do what the little tiger said!"
"Are you serious?" Mutt hurriedly stopped him: "Even a touchdown is just a tie, and forcing a touchdown will only increase the chance of injury, and it will do no good at all!"
"No, there are indeed benefits, because it can prevent the Giants from delaying time." Gusta explained: "After the next possession of the offense is in the hands of the Giants, they have forty seconds to prepare for each kickoff.
This time is usually used for the team to hold strategic meetings, but the Giants will definitely make full use of these forty seconds and kick off the ball at the last second every time. That would be too bad: even if the Giants don't go at all
Seizing the right to attack first, running a few steps and then lying on the ground every time, they can delay at least 160 seconds before they use up their four offensive opportunities."
"More than two minutes, meow..." Albert sighed: "There are only five minutes left, and if half of it is consumed..."
"So we must attack with a touchdown." Captain Hiloma hummed: "In the case of tying the ball, put pressure on the Giants so that they have to attack actively. In this case, time will be lost in our offensive round.
It will be a little more abundant."
"But---" Mutt still had an opinion.
"Okay, the tactics are decided like this, you just have to execute them." Phileos sneered: "Even if the touchdown fails this time, we can still rely on the touchdown of the last attack opportunity to overtake, it doesn't matter! And
Shiloma should have planned everything a long time ago, whether it's a failed touchdown or someone getting injured."
"Hehehehe, of course." The captain put on his helmet and smiled sinisterly: "I have already thought of 150 combat strategies to suit each situation. You just need to implement the tactics faithfully.
Just go down! If you dare to hold me back, I will go back and kill you!!"
"Oh oh oh oh oh!!" the orcs roared, forming up in formation and preparing to attack!
At the same time (?), Great Britain, the base of the Knights of the West, Attenborough.
"Husky and the others are so slow." Hal had just logged out of the virtual game and sat on a bench to stretch his muscles: "It's just to go to the toilet, why does it take so long?"
"Perhaps they went for some secret training." Calvin also logged out of the game and stared at the leopard boy sinisterly: "Looking at the looks of the Evil Star Duke and the little dog, they should be secretly training
Have you made any agreements? For example, the little dog wants the evil star to teach him swordsmanship and so on------"
"Swordsmanship meow?" Hal frowned thoughtfully.
The little fish-man prince Calvin smiled even more sinisterly: "Huhu, it has nothing to do with you who is already half a cripple anyway."
This sentence deeply hurt the young leopard man. Hal, who is weak and has limited mobility, can hardly walk even a few steps. In reality, those physically demanding physical exercises are beyond his reach. He is currently
The few things he could have fun with, apart from quietly reading books and playing with toys, were the only games in this virtual world. But his only friend Husky went further and further away to learn swordsmanship from Uncle Evil Star.
, I believe that in the near future, Husky will become a very good knight in reality.
I always feel...so lonely.
"Chirp?" Porky the Balloon Fish came over and kissed Hal's forehead.
"Yes, Hal and Pochi, meow." The leopard boy stroked his pet fish and said with a wry smile.
"Chirp~~~!" The little carp was so happy that it quickly circled around the leopard man boy. Then he got carried away and spun faster and faster, flew out of the orbit, and bumped into someone's butt (if fish had butts).
Cat face.
"What the hell..." As soon as Palamedes opened the door, he was hit by a white thing. He quickly grabbed the thing with his hand and took a closer look: "Ichijo.
.....fish?"
"Chirp!------" The balloon fish struggled in the hands of Palamedes, as if he was afraid that he would be eaten by the leopard warriors.
"Dad?" Hal shouted in surprise: "Why are you here meowing?!"
"Hey, my little kitten." Palamedes let go of the hand holding the balloon fish and grinned at his little son: "Were you good when daddy was away?"
"Uh..." Hal didn't know how to answer for a while.
"Chirp~!" Pochi broke away from Paramedis' grasp and swam back to Hal as if he was running away, hiding behind the leopard boy and trembling.
"Good evening." Calvin came down from the bench early and bowed slightly to Palamedes: "Calvin, the second prince of the Kingdom of Iceland, sends my regards to Sir Palamedes."
"Oh, this kid is so polite." The big cat couldn't help but admired.
"Just pretending to be polite on the surface. This kid is actually a devil." Tristan snorted, walking out from behind the big cat: "Calvin, what are you doing here with a group of brats? Your fishing club shouldn't be on the coast.
Is it going to be held?"
"No, how is that possible?" Calvin smiled at his brother in confusion. He must have been prepared: "It's dark outside, there are many mosquitoes, and the seawater smells bad. How can such a low-grade and vulgar place be suitable for us to visit? -
-----Fishing can also be done here."
"Oh, here?" Palamedes asked puzzledly, quickly taking a look at the environment in the simulation training room. Apart from benches for people to lie down and rest, there is almost nothing else. But this is not so much a place for rest.
Instead, it looks more like a computer room. Those high-tech-looking benches are connected to a lot of wires, and they seem to be of great use.
"It's just nonsense anyway, you big talker." Tristan said with a sullen face.
"Brother, good or bad, where has the most basic trust between people gone? Everything Calvin said is true. If you don't believe it, you can also enter the game to see what happens." Calvin said with a smile.
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"You'd better tell the truth." Tristan, the fish-man prince, clenched his fists and sat down on one of the benches: "If you let me expose your lies, I won't touch your ass."
Beat it to bloom."
"Do you really want to try..." Palamedes didn't like such high-tech things, and always felt that something would happen if he lay on this mysterious bench.
"You have to try everything." Tristan accidentally pushed Palamedes and pushed the big cat down on the bench. He even took the opportunity to pull up the hood of the bench and buckle it on the big cat's head. In this way
As soon as it came, even if the leopard man warrior was unwilling, the machine on the bench had been forced to start. Paramedis only felt dizzy for a while, closed his eyes and fell asleep.