103: What?! Brother, you really kicked a hole in the ceiling!

Over there, Lin Pei's toe had already touched the ball. He made a preparatory move and swiftly kicked his foot forward.

Everyone's curiosity had reached its peak, and they collectively craned their necks to watch.

Just as the ball was about to be kicked, Lin Pei's foot stopped abruptly right in front of the soccer ball.

Everyone's necks collectively jerked.

Why isn't Big Brother kicking?

It looks like he's genuinely afraid of not kicking it high enough and losing face in front of everyone?

Stephen Chow also raised an eyebrow.

Sure enough, kicking high is harder? Even Big Brother finds it difficult to execute.

Monk, who was demonstrating nearby, nearly threw out his back.

He rubbed his head with both hands to calm himself down.

“Benefactor, why did you stop?”

Lin Pei looked at the roof.

“My apologies, Master Monk.”

“I just remembered I should kick with less force.”

“I'm worried about damaging the ceiling of our soccer stadium.”

!!!!

Everyone exchanged glances.

Holy cow.

Big Brother has some nerve.

Master Monk, the number one martial artist in Dragon Country, couldn't kick it to the roof. Big Brother thinks he can?

Who would believe that?

Stephen Chow also glanced up at the high roof.

Wait.

Is Big Brother serious, or is he joking?

...Everyone then heard Monk let out a cold laugh.

“Benefactor, are you too engrossed in the script?”

“Please pull your thoughts out of the script now and return to the real world.”

Lin Pei was stunned.

Was he too serious about memorizing lines just now, and the master suspects he's gone silly from reading the script?

He waved his hand.

“No, no, Master Monk, I'm telling the truth.”

“After all, this ceiling isn't very high, and it wouldn't be good if I broke it.”

Not high??

Monk frowned.

He just said the roof was high, and this person immediately says it's not high. Is he deliberately provoking him?

Everyone retracted their necks.

“What's going on? Is Big Brother trying to stir up trouble here?”

“Right? After all, how could Big Brother allow anyone in the Film Crew to be stronger than him?”

“He's even worried about kicking a hole in the ceiling—he really dares to talk big.”

“Exactly. Even if he could reach the ceiling, it's sturdy. How much force would it take to break it?”

“Seriously, look how angry Master Monk is; he's about to lose his temper again. His face practically screams the four characters: ‘Bragging Shamelessly’!”

“...”

Monk was indeed already agitated. He took a deep drag on half a cigarette, and his voice became excited.

“Benefactor, just kick it without worry!”

“Let me see your strength. Ideally, you should kick a hole right through the roof!”

You cheeky fellow!

What's the point of just talking big?

He simply didn't believe anyone in Dragon Country had stronger kicking power than him!

Looking at Master Monk's flushed face, Lin Pei was a little confused.

He was just worried about the roof, so why did Master Monk get angry?

Tsk.

There truly was a reason he was called Monk.

Master Monk told him to kick without worry. Does that mean if he breaks the roof, Master Monk will be responsible for fixing it?

Thinking this, Lin Pei repeated the motion.

“He's kicking! He's kicking!”

Everyone craned their necks again.

After hearing Big Brother's impossible boast, everyone's mindset had changed.

Before, they were purely curious about Big Brother's skill level.

Now, they wanted to see how Big Brother would handle the situation after his big talk was exposed.

Big Brother wouldn't find another excuse not to kick this time, would he?

Only Stephen Chow, on the scene, widened his eyes, a look of panic emerging within them.

Oh no.

Big Brother wouldn't really kick a hole in the roof, would he? Should he try to stop him?

“Snap!”

A sound rang out ahead, and Lin Pei truly kicked the ball.

Everyone watched the ball rise, rise, rise... then “plop,” it fell back down... The crowd nearly booed in unison.

He just said he could kick a hole in the roof, and this is it?

Looking at his posture and how he moved his foot, the momentum seemed stronger than theirs.

Yet, it felt like he didn't kick it as high as they could, and it was still miles away from the roof... How would Big Brother explain himself now?

Stephen Chow stared blankly.

He had worried too much just now.

When it came to kicking high, his Big Brother really didn't seem up to par.

Monk finally calmed down quite a bit.

Well, well.

Director Big Brother's kick was actually lower than he had imagined.

Just now, he had the nerve to say he was afraid of breaking the roof?

Lin Pei stepped on the ball, showing not a trace of embarrassment.

But he was still a little uneasy.

“Master Monk, let's be clear first.”

“If the roof really gets damaged, you're responsible for fixing it, right?”

Everyone was speechless.

He can still try to explain this away?

Monk smiled.

“Alright, alright, Benefactor, go ahead and kick.”

“No matter what state the kick leaves it in, This Poor Monk will fix it, okay?”

“Stop hesitating, use all your strength, come on...”

Before Monk could finish speaking, they heard a loud “Bang,” and the ball was kicked out by Lin Pei again.

The crowd was too lazy to crane their necks, so they just casually looked forward.

But what they saw was unbelievable.

Damn it, where's the ball?

They couldn't find Big Brother's ball at low altitude?!

“Crash!”

A distant, crisp sound echoed, and everyone looked towards the source.

They found... a hole in the ceiling!

“Holy crap, don't tell me Big Brother really kicked a hole through the ceiling?”

“It's true! I watched the whole time. Damn, that ball shot out like a rocket, ‘whoosh,’ and it flew away.”

“This Mighty Vajra Foot? This is the best soccer stadium in Capital City. The roof can't possibly be made of paper, right? It was just cleanly kicked through like that?”

“So Big Brother didn't say a single false word today. We misunderstood him.”

“I can understand it this way? Big Brother's kick is even more powerful than Master Monk, the number one martial artist in Dragon Country? That means Big Brother is the number one in Dragon Country.”

“Holy moly, no wonder Big Brother is the male lead. This male lead script is practically tailor-made for him.”

“No wonder he can be Star Lord's Big Brother. He has real skill! With a single kick like that, who wouldn't want to call him Big Brother!”

“I was wrong. From now on, he is my true Big Brother. I won't submit to anyone but him!”

“Sure enough, Star Lord understands Big Brother's true strength...”

“...”

Stephen Chow, not far away, had a bewildered look on his face.

Before this, he wasn't entirely sure of Big Brother's true strength either.

Big Brother was actually even more powerful than he had imagined!

Stephen Chow praised him wildly.

“Ah ha ha ha ha, Big Brother, you are too awesome!”

However, Stephen Chow was not the most frantic person reacting in the entire venue.

At this moment, Bliss from Bullfighting Country had an even more exaggerated reaction.

His eyes were wide as a bull's, and he ran quickly around the stadium, gesticulating wildly, as if he were bullfighting.

He kept chanting like a repeating machine.

“Sea Bull! Sea Bull! Sea Bull!...”

Each shout was more fervent than the last, and he simply couldn't stop!

...Meanwhile, Zhao Wei, who had been resting in the corner, finally realized something, pursed her lips, and burst into tears.

Damn it.

Lin Pei's kicking power was so damn strong that he kicked a hole through a cement and steel ceiling.

Her own body was made of flesh.

Only now did she realize what her own flesh and blood body had endured.

That kick hitting her body was practically an atomic bomb hitting an eggshell.

Waaah, thankfully she was lucky to be alive...