107: Brother, it was this Chinese guy who kicked me like this!

The opposing players and the goalkeeper put all their effort into blocking him.

In the end, they blocked nothing but loneliness.

The ball had already been shot into the goal before they could even react.

To be more precise, what they were actually blocking was thin air.

After a period of busy activity, everyone looked back and found those balls lying quietly in the goal, which was extremely ironic.

Damn it.

This person is simply not human!

Others play soccer; he launches soccer balls.

The speed was outrageously fast, and the direction was terrifyingly accurate.

He's just too damn good!

If he's this good, why is he here bullying them? Why doesn't he go next door to help his country play in the match?

At the match next door, the Dragon Country players were being bullied to death by the Japanese people.

The actors were even more shocked now than before.

"Confirmed, Big Bro's ability is stable. This guy is practically a god-foot; I'm truly impressed!"

"The key is that we didn't even see how that ball got there. It was way too fast."

"If we want to analyze it, we'd probably have to film it and watch it in slow motion."

"Star Lord's script was still written too conservatively. He could have written the main cast to be even more badass. Reality is already this badass, so why hold back in the movie?"

Stephen Chow tossed aside his melon seeds.

"You think so too?"

"Good, good, you reminded me. I'll change it right now."

"I guarantee it'll give you all a big surprise, ah ha ha ha ha."

...Beside Lin Pei, Bliss's reading glasses had already slipped to the ground.

He found it very difficult to understand.

Is Dragon Country Kung Fu really this powerful? This young man's shooting technique is simply too shocking!

He really couldn't see how the ball got through.

But one thing he was certain of.

The position of every one of Lin Pei's shots was exactly the same; the naked eye couldn't see any deviation at all.

How is this possible?

It's one thing to be fast, but why is it so accurate every time?

What's the deal?

Does his foot have a built-in sight? Is there some kind of standard scale?

After the extreme astonishment, Bliss was actually unable to get excited this time.

He only let out a slight sigh.

"Hai, Bull..."

He even had the urge to pick up Lin Pei's foot to study it... A moment later, he walked to a corner and made a phone call.

On the other end, Messi was bleary-eyed from sleep.

"Coach?"

Bliss had a somber expression.

"Old man, I have some bad news for you."

"Our position in soccer in Europe is about to become insecure."

Messi didn't expect the coach to raise the topic to the level of continents the moment he opened his mouth.

"Why?"

"It's understandable if you say our team is temporarily falling behind, but how could people from other continents compare to Europe?"

"Which continent has a new star? Africa? North America?"

Bliss sighed.

"It's in Asia. I've encountered an extremely powerful Dragon Country person here."

Messi paused.

"Dragon Country? That's impossible, right?"

"Coach, are you joking?"

Bliss's tone was serious.

"I am not joking."

"I can only say that with him around, you, Ronaldo, Beckham... all of your levels are not worth mentioning."

Messi gave a bewildered smile.

"Coach, have you gone crazy? Or have you been brainwashed by Eastern sorcery?"

"It's fine to praise him as powerful, but saying we're not even worth mentioning is too exaggerated."

"A Dragon Country person? I think he's the one not worth mentioning."

Seeing that he didn't believe him, Bliss didn't want to say any more.

"Anyway, you'd better watch out for yourself."

"I've decided to stay here to study Dragon Country Kung Fu; I won't be returning home for now."

"If you need anything recently, go find Larry."

At this time in Bullfighting Country, Messi was stunned after the call was hung up.

His coach, Bliss, always had a keen eye for talent and didn't seem like someone who would talk nonsense.

There's someone that powerful in Dragon Country?

But hasn't Dragon Country's soccer level always been negligible?

...In the Film Crew, during a temporary break for everyone, several people entered the doorway one after another.

Judging by their appearance, they should be Japanese people.

Lin Pei wasn't sure at first, but then he saw Kimura being carried in.

Someone recognized their attire. So they were the team playing against Dragon Country next door?

What was this posture for?

The man in the lead jumped excitedly into the middle of the field, pointed at the big hole in the roof, and said something in slightly clumsy Dragon Country language.

Lin Pei realized that it seemed most Japanese people who came to Dragon Country spoke the Dragon Country language.

Looking at their expressions, they felt they spoke it particularly well.

Tsk, this mysterious self-confidence.

What the man said was, "Come look! I said there was such a big commotion; turns out the roof is leaking."

His companions all looked at the hole together, dancing with excitement.

Even Kimura, lying on the stretcher, craned his neck to look.

Lin Pei was stunned.

This curiosity is really strong. Even in this state, he had to have people carry him next door to watch the fun?

It's just a hole in the ceiling, what's so great to look at?

At this moment, Kimura's gaze shifted while he was foolishly smiling and swept over Lin Pei in the field.

His eyes shook, and he almost jumped off the stretcher.

But that was only his imagination. After all these days, his lower body still couldn't move.

The doctor had almost pronounced a death sentence for his buttocks.

Even so, his buttocks twitched reflexively, like a final surge of life before the end.

After fear came hatred.

Damn it.

Because of this person's kick, he would likely be crippled for the rest of his life.

Since they've met, he must take revenge!

Kimura immediately called out to his big brother, Kenjiro.

"Big Bro, Big Bro!"

Kenjiro turned back impatiently.

"Wao?"

"Need to use the bathroom again?"

Kimura felt a bit ashamed and shook his head frantically.

"No, Big Bro."

"..."

Seeing Kimura's expression was off, Kenjiro walked over.

"What exactly is wrong?"

Kimura raised his finger and pointed at Lin Pei.

"Big Bro!"

"It's him... it's him who kicked me into this state!"

Kenjiro followed the direction Kimura was pointing and saw Lin Pei.

He gritted his teeth.

He was just worrying about not being able to find this Dragon Country guy, and today they actually happened to run into each other.

Thinking about how he had to serve his sworn little brother every day for his bathroom needs, the muscles on Kenjiro's cheeks bulged. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to go settle the score with Lin Pei.

He had just moved when Kimura grabbed his sleeve.

"Big Bro, it's not good to go directly. His feet are extremely powerful!"

"I'm afraid you..."

The actors from the Film Crew nearby heard this and couldn't agree more.

"Well said. Our Big Bro's feet can only be described as a pair of divine feet."

"His leg strength is number one in the universe; no one dares to refute that."

"Look, this roof was kicked through by him with a ball."

The several Japanese people were all stunned upon hearing this, then they sneered.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Regarding you Dragon Country people, we might not know much about other things, but we certainly know about your leg strength."

"You can't even get a single point. Being that weak, you're only fit to kick an eggshell."

Although he didn't believe the hole in the roof was kicked by Lin Pei, Kimura was well aware of his leg strength.

It was absolutely at the level where one kick could kill a person.

Back then, he was kicked into being a cripple precisely because he mocked the Dragon Country people's poor leg strength. He didn't want his teammates to be maimed as well.

He waved his hand to stop everyone's joking.

Thanks to [Qingzhu ¥] for the tip.

Wishing everyone a happy National Day!