So close to the Blackhawks' baseline, Albert was just a few steps away from scoring a touchdown, so of course he kept running.
A touchdown is inevitable, but what should he do after the touchdown? Do nothing and just watch himself being knocked away by the artificial people behind him? No. The tiger man thought at that critical moment
ways to cope.
Bang! After Albert sprinted to the bottom line of the German team's position, he immediately threw the ball on the ground. He grabbed six points first!
Then, his clone appeared in front of him, already ready to help Albert's body. Without thinking, the tiger man stepped on the clone's shoulders and jumped up. The moment the clone disappeared, he
The moment I jumped to the highest point, I grabbed it with both hands!
Pound!! The artificial people behind him hit the ground at his feet, making an amazing roar.
Albert, on the other hand, raised his arms and hung himself on the crossbar of the German Blackhawks' goal, avoiding this disaster.
He lowered his head and glanced at the four androids on the ground who had collided and smashed into pieces. These guys were really ruthless. They knew that they were androids with metal skeletons and that their bodies could be repaired easily even if they were damaged, so they did whatever they could.
The ground rushed over and hit Albert. These shameless guys all rushed in so blatantly, hoping to hurt the tiger man youth, but not only was Albert not injured, he actually scored a touchdown and scored six points beautifully.
, isn’t it going to make these artificial humans and those who control everything behind the German Blackhawks half-to-death?
Thinking about it makes me feel so happy. Albert jumped down from the goal.
Ouch. It would be unfair to say that he was not injured at all. He had just created a clone to use as a stepping stone for his own body, but he still didn't handle it well in the emergency. He stepped on the clone's shoulder, causing the clone to get injured.
.As a result, after the clone was released, Albert's shoulder was also hurting, and there was probably a bruise there. Albert rubbed his shoulder. It was lucky to be injured to this extent, at least he was not injured by those four people.
Celebrity androids were smashed to pieces, right?
"Stupid tiger." Mutt ran over to see the situation: "Not injured? Win?"
"Nothing was injured. Successfully scored a touchdown." Albert replied calmly. The referee over there also blew the whistle to announce the score. The Sphinx was leaving the German Blackhawks with a score of 16 to 3.
.There are only four minutes left in the game.
Albert felt that there was no need to continue this game. Despite this, the Blackhawks would definitely not give up and would definitely continue to cause trouble. Those guys could lose the game just to let Al
Bert and others were injured but continued to play.
Just wait a little longer. Make sure there is no trouble in the last four minutes, and the game will be considered a complete end. Next is the German Blackhawks' offensive round. The Blackhawks don't dare to be too messy in their own offensive round. And
During the Blackhawks' offensive round, the Sphinx can still rely on Murtha Hill to cause trouble and disrupt the Blackhawks' plan. It seems that no matter what strategy the Blackhawks come up with, the Sphinx can handle it easily.
but------
"What if they take the opportunity to injure Murtha Hill even if they don't hesitate to commit a foul?" Albert asked by the way as he walked off the court with Mutt.
"That doesn't matter. Murtha Hill is not the main selection. The only one that can give full play to his kicking skills is today's game in the underground arena." Mutter replied disapprovingly.
Oh, of course. Albert thought about it and felt that it should be like this. First of all, the Snow Leopard Mertha Hill was too focused on the ball and even fouled the Sphinx for no reason. It was impossible for such a guy to play
The position of the first choice means that he can be replaced under extremely special circumstances. Moreover, if his kicking is to be as accurate as it is today, it must be reproduced in a completely windless arena, and except for the underground sports in Cairo
I am afraid it will be difficult to find another indoor windless stadium like this in Africa. Murtha Hill's kicking in this game looked very reliable. If the wind blows on the field next time, things will be different.
.
The Blackhawks have no reason or motive to injure a second-string player who is unlikely to play in the next game.
"Well, aren't they targeting Hiloma..." Albert was about to say something, but at this time he discovered that quarterback Hiloma also walked off the field.
There was no intention to participate in the team's defensive work. Instead, the captain of the second army, Jackal Redlich, came on to direct the battle.
"That's it." When Redlich passed him, Albert looked at the black eyepatch of the werewolf and muttered: "It doesn't matter if Redlich is injured, meow."
"It's not that it doesn't matter. But when it comes to avoiding the opponent's attacks, that guy's level is far higher than mine, and he won't be injured so easily." Hiloma grinned and said with a sneer: "If those androids really want to kill Redlich,
If they are injured, they must work ten times harder than they do now."
Is that so powerful? Albert thought. But he was not surprised. From the first time he saw Redlich, he knew clearly that the fox werewolf had practiced some fighting skills or self-defense skills. Because the guy walked amazingly
He is stable and very skilled in controlling his own center of gravity. Although stable footwork is also one of the necessary conditions for becoming a quarterback, Redledge's stability has far exceeded the level that a quarterback should have. Center of gravity
A person who is so stable can easily dodge or deflect the opponent's impact no matter how fierce the collision is.
Therefore, indeed, if Redlich is determined to defend, the opponent will not be able to cause much harm to Redlich. This round is still the defensive round of the Sphinx, and there is no need for Redlich to risk holding on.
If the ball runs in formation, it will be even less likely to be injured by the opponent's attack.
So...there's really nothing to worry about, maybe? Albert sat on the bench, a drop of uneasy cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. Even if the German Blackhawks wanted to cause trouble, they couldn't make it happen.
In the last four minutes, this game should have ended peacefully...?
What's going on with this inexplicable uneasiness? Is there anyone else besides Redlich who the German Blackhawks are targeting?
But who is their target?
kick off!------
Murtha Hill kicked the ball out, and the ball flew very far, which could be said to be deep into the enemy's position. Logically speaking, the German Blackhawks should send outfield catchers to catch the ball, and start attacking after getting the ball. However, this group of artificial humans seemed to
He was not interested in the kicked balls at all, but continued to pile them there------
Oops!
Albert suddenly understood something.
"Run away! Don't fight with them!!" he shouted.
However it was already too late.
That's right, before the kicked ball even hit the ground, the entire German Blackhawks team, every player, crowded onto the offensive and defensive lines and pushed forward like crazy!!
Their target is not quarterback Redlich or kicker Murtha Hill at all, their target is the Sphynx's offensive and defensive line!
Or to be more precise, their target is center Gusta!!
Boom!! The shaky offensive and defensive line of the Sphinx team, which was already lacking in strength, collapsed instantly under the combined attack of all members of the opposite team! People were pressing on people, and artificial people were also pressing on people.
The scene was quite chaotic!
"...Gusta!" I guess even he didn't expect things to develop like this. Captain Hiloma's face instantly turned deathly gray!
"Timeout! Medical team!!" Redlich shouted on the court.
"It's probably going to be bad." Mute squinted his eyes and watched all this from a distance. Under the huge pressure of the German Blackhawks, in order to strengthen the Sphynx's slightly fragile offensive and defensive line, they also specially added three
Elephant Man foreign aid players. The three burly Gray Elephant Man just sat on both sides of center Gusta, barely stabilizing the offensive and defensive lines ------ before what happened just now. But no one could have imagined that the German Black Hawks
They would do this, gathering the combined strength of the entire team of androids to overthrow the Sphinx's offensive and defensive line. As a result, the offensive and defensive line, which was only supported by Gusta and the others, was naturally defeated by the group of people with strange powers on the opposite side.
It was broken by the artificial man! And the destructive power produced by this collapsed offensive and defensive line can also be extremely astonishing - God knows whether the fallen Elephants will flatten Mr. Gusta who is sandwiched in the middle?
!
"Well, the results are out------" Mutt said, pointing at the chaotic crowd from a distance.
Albert also concentrated on looking over, trying to see clearly what happened.
There seemed to be blood. I didn't know who was injured, and it looked quite serious.
"As expected...Mr. Gusta!" the cat boy exclaimed.
Yes, it was Gusta, the tiger man, who was carried away by the medical staff on a stretcher. This was really the worst result. Albert squinted his eyes and looked at it from a distance, and it seemed that he could vaguely see all kinds of injuries on Gusta's body.
There was blood everywhere. His arms and legs, I don't know which one, were probably broken. They were probably crushed by someone who fell down. It looked like he had suffered internal injuries. It should be said that he was crushed like that and was not injured internally.
That's a strange thing. Gusta is in the center of the collapsed human wall. It is very likely that he will be suppressed by the elephant people next to him, or he may be suppressed by the artificial people rushing from the opposite direction. No matter friendly or enemy forces, they are all weight.
A real guy, it's a miracle that the tiger man can hold up his strength!
"You're really good at playing, damn artificial people -------" Quarterback Siroma, who was watching all this quietly with almost no expression on his face, now revealed a tone that made people's spine...
Bone-chilling murderous intent: "It's not easy for a center as good as Gusta to find a substitute------"
He was angry, definitely. Even though there was no anger on his face, Captain Hiloma looked like a cold and ferocious demon at this time.
"This game is over! Sandstorm Sphinx vs. German Blackhawks, 17 to 3, Sandstorm Sphinx wins!" The referee's loud announcement brought a hasty end to the remaining few minutes of the game.
As a result, no matter how hard the German Blackhawks struggled, they were never able to get half a point from the Sandstorm Sphinx by touchdown. The only "goal" was forcibly won by kicking the ball.
The physical fitness of the orcs is far worse than that of the androids. Normally, no matter how hard they struggle, they should not win. The score should be the opposite. But this is not the case. This game perfectly explains the truth: strength is not everything, but having strength is
If you don't know how to use it, you will definitely fail.
But the Sphinx's victory came at a huge cost: the German Blackhawks managed to inflict serious injuries on the Sphinx's center Gusta, as well as three other forwards on the offensive and defensive lines, that could affect the next game.