109: A match? I can handle one against many.

The Japanese Team Members were so ashamed that they buried their heads in their chests.

That tone.

It felt like their captain was just one step away from kneeling to those Dragon Country people.

They knew it was difficult, but couldn't the captain be just a little bit tougher?

They didn't expect the shame to escalate; they felt even hotter now, sweat gushing out even more, wetting a large patch of the ground.

A cleaning lady came in from outside and was startled by the scene before her.

"Oh my god, it's so misty in here, I thought I'd walked into a bathhouse."

"Why are these Young Men all steaming from the heat?"

Looking closer, the lady was shocked.

"Oh dear, why is there so much water on the floor?"

Seeing that their pants were all wet, the lady felt a bit embarrassed.

"Young Men, the restroom is over there; you shouldn't just do it right here."

The Japanese Team Members wanted to cry but had no tears.

Why didn't this lady notice that their upper bodies were also soaked?

Kenjiro continued to wipe the sweat off his face.

"If you lose, you must voluntarily accept punishment and let me... ahem... kick you back on behalf of Kimura."

A member of the Film Crew asked.

"What if you guys lose?"

Kenjiro was stunned.

He hadn't thought about that; they couldn't possibly lose to Dragon Country people at soccer, right?

Seeing him silent, the group discussed for a moment.

"If you lose, everyone must kneel and shout, 'Our Japan is too weak; Dragon Country's soccer skills are truly superior, we admit defeat!'"

"..."

It had to be said, this punishment was more severe than Lin Pei giving each of them a kick.

It wasn't very physically damaging, but it was extremely insulting to the soul.

But the Japanese Team Members didn't feel the insult yet, because they still firmly believed that when it came to soccer, Dragon Country people couldn't win at all.

Otherwise, if they could win, why weren't they on the Dragon Country national team?

Even the level of the Dragon Country national team was failing in their eyes.

So even if they were told to eat sh*t while doing handstands, it wouldn't pose any actual threat to them.

Kenjiro nodded.

"Fine, we agree."

Opposite them, Lin Pei, having received the challenge, was baffled.

"Agree to what?"

"Why should I compete with you?"

In his spare time, couldn't he memorize more lines?

If they had the guts, they should just gang up and try to take him down.

That way he could kick them away one by one, making it easier for the Dragon Country players to win.

Stephen Chow lunged in front of Lin Pei.

"Big Brother, are you really not going to compete? I'm so, so, so, so, so looking forward to the punishment they'll receive!"

"You don't know, but in the last match, our Dragon Country didn't get a single point; they were really crossing the line!"

"Big Brother, please compete, okay? Knock them flat!"

"Besides, having some real combat experience first will make it much smoother when we officially start filming!"

Lin Pei felt Stephen Chow had a point; not getting a single point was indeed too much.

And he could treat it as a rehearsal.

In the "shaolin soccer" script, many scenes involved matches between the protagonist's team and the Devil Team.

So this kind of real combat experience was quite valuable for filming.

Stephen Chow stood up and looked at the sky domineeringly.

"Based on the current market value of Dragon Country soccer players, I'm willing to invest a million to invite Big Brother to take action!"

Turning back, he saw that Lin Pei had already walked away, heading toward the center of the field where the match would take place.

Stephen Chow's eyes lit up.

"Big Brother, you've already agreed?"

"Did you not hear what I said about the investment?"

In the distance, Lin Pei didn't look back but raised his hand and waved.

"Add that million to my acting fee, Second Brother."

Stephen Chow was sheepish.

"Does Big Brother have to be so serious?"

"His hearing is truly amazing!"

...Since there was a World Cup international event at Field No. 1, all major mainstream media were broadcasting live.

Some reporters, having heard from somewhere that the Japanese Team and Dragon Country had an informal match next door, rushed over.

Because of the crushing defeat in the previous match, netizens were filled with righteous indignation.

In the blink of an eye, they noticed the venue had changed.

"Eh? Why did the venue change? Isn't the next match in the afternoon? Is this a temporary Extra match?"

"Hiss, why do these Dragon Country people look so familiar?"

"Oh my god, isn't that Star Lord? They couldn't be filming a new movie here, could they?"

"It really is. I heard a few days ago that Star Lord's new movie is about soccer. But if they're filming, why are these Japanese Team Members here?"

"The Streamer said they seem to be here to challenge a Dragon Country actor."

"Holy crap, I think I see Brother Lin. Did Brother Lin join Star Lord's movie?"

"Our Brother Lin must be playing the villain. Tsk, this is probably the most handsome villain in Star Lord's movies."

"Latest news: the person the Japanese people want to challenge seems to be Brother Lin!"

"What? Did my Brother Lin get a new skill for the new movie? But soccer requires skill; even our professional athletes lost. I'm really afraid he'll get crushed."

"Yeah, I don't dare to watch. Our country has been beaten enough today..."

"..."

In the field, Kenjiro asked Lin Pei cautiously, looking like he was about to kneel even before the match started.

"Big Brother, where are your team members? Or do you want to play against me one-on-one?"

Lin Pei thought for a moment.

"It doesn't matter. I can also go one-on-many."

Kenjiro's eyebrows shot up.

"There's such a good deal?"

He was a bit scared to play alone anyway; it would be better to call his brothers along.

Not taking advantage of a situation would be beneath his style as a Japanese person.

"Fine, then it's you against all of us."

The Japanese underlings also felt more at ease.

It seemed this Dragon Country person not only lacked soccer skills but also knew little about the rules.

One-on-many? Does he think this is a gang fight?

Agree first; by the time they explained the rules, it would be too late for him to regret it.

The live stream chat went wild again.

"What the hell? Are these Japanese people shameless? They actually agreed to Brother Lin's one-on-many. Are they bullying Brother Lin for not knowing the rules?"

"The key is that Brother Lin proposed it himself. It's over, it's over. He didn't have much of a chance to begin with, and now he's definitely going to lose."

"Exactly. Although these Japanese people are shameless, it has to be said their skills are quite good. Sigh..."

The people on-site didn't necessarily think Lin Pei would lose, as they had all witnessed his kicking power and shooting technique.

However, everyone couldn't help but feel worried.

Although the players Lin Pei faced earlier were professional, they were just Extras found by the director.

They were still a bit inferior compared to national athletes.

Not to mention these even more powerful athletes from Japan.

Moreover, Big Brother is going one-on-many this time; it really won't be easy to win... A moment later, amidst much anticipation, the match officially began.

Convinced that Lin Pei would lose, Kenjiro straightened his back.

The Japanese Team Members' spirits were reinvigorated; they skillfully formed their positions, as if laying a dragnet for Lin Pei's ball.

Even if it were a ping-pong ball, they were confident it wouldn't escape their grasp.

Just then, the referee gave the order.

"Ready, start!"

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