124: This guy from the bullfighting country, your skill level is really not that great.

Messi instinctively didn't believe it and questioned Lin Pei crossly.

"Dragon Countryman, are you cheating?"

"If you really shot the ball, how could I not have stopped it?"

"Are you using some deceptive Dragon Country Magic?"

Stephen Chow rolled his eyes again, feeling like they were about to cramp.

"Tch... Brother from Bullfighting Country, you have to understand that our Dragon Country Magic can't create something out of nothing, you know."

"My big brother isn't using Dragon Country Magic; this is Dragon Country Kung Fu, you idiot!"

"Ask the brother goalkeeping over there; was that ball kicked by my big brother, or did it appear out of thin air?"

Messi looked at the Goalkeeper again and found him still sobbing.

The crying made him even more irritable.

Messi asked the Goalkeeper grumpily, "What are you crying for? Where did the ball in your hands come from?"

The rough-looking Goalkeeper wiped away his tears.

"Shite, you have the nerve to ask?"

"That ball flew over from the other side and grazed my foot."

"Look, my shoe was worn down to just the uppers, and the sole of my foot is torn."

"How can I not cry? It hurts like hell."

"How did you let them score so quickly? I didn't even have time to react. Are you capable or not?"

Being criticized, Messi looked at the Goalkeeper very impatiently.

Humph.

Does getting hit by a ball hurt that much?

People with poor ability are just drama queens.

It seems this Dragon Countryman really did shoot while he wasn't looking.

How despicable!

...The people in the Overseas Livestream Room were also a bit surprised.

"It seems this Dragon Countryman really did shoot just now. It's quite unexpected; I didn't even see it clearly."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that the Young Man not only looks handsome but actually has some skills."

"Yeah, his kick is quite powerful; he even made our Goalkeeper cry."

"That's hard to say. Don't be fooled by that guy being a big brute; he's a huge crybaby."

"What is Messi doing? How did he let someone kick it past him?"

"He probably didn't expect this Dragon Countryman to be less of a scrub than he thought. He let his guard down and didn't block properly."

"Oh, don't worry. If Messi gets serious, the Dragon Countryman won't be able to kick the ball past him at all."

"Go Messi!"

"..."

On the field, the match between Lin Pei and Messi continued.

When Lin Pei served for the second time, Messi clearly exerted all his strength and stared intently at the ball at Lin Pei's feet.

He decided not to give the despicable Dragon Countryman even the slightest chance to exploit any openings.

So, watching Lin Pei's ball being kicked out, Messi proudly and confidently struck a blocking pose.

Then he stepped down and, with a smirk, performed a return kick.

Seeing that Lin Pei hadn't moved, Messi's mood improved even more, and he smiled radiantly.

Jie jie.

This Dragon Countryman indeed couldn't handle Messi's ball.

Stephen Chow rolled his eyes so much he was foaming at the mouth.

"I say, brother from Bullfighting Country, what are you smirking at?"

"Could it be you've been stunned stupid by my big brother's shooting technique?"

???

A shot?

Messi scanned the opposite side, and after finding the ball missing again, his smile vanished instantly.

Then he looked back at his own goal in horror and found the ball indeed lying inside.

What?

He actually failed to block this Dragon Countryman's ball?

No wonder when he tried to block and kick it back just now, he felt his old waist wobble.

It turns out he was blocking air?

At the goal, the Goalkeeper was hiding far away, even out of the frame.

And it was clear he had scrambled out; right now, he was still slumped on the ground.

He patted his chest, panting heavily.

"Shite, luckily I ran before the serve this time."

"This Dragon Countryman is too terrifying. I could really be kicked to death if I'm not careful, boohoo..."

From this angle, Messi finally saw the Goalkeeper's foot clearly.

A hole had actually been worn into the sole of his foot, and the bottom of his foot was a bloody mess, too gruesome to look at.

Hiss.

It hurts just looking at it.

So he wasn't lying earlier.

This foot was indeed mangled by the ball kicked by the Dragon Countryman.

At this moment, Messi's face turned somewhat pale.

Looking at this power, is Dragon Country Kung Fu really this formidable?!

This was just the effect of being grazed by the Dragon Countryman's ball; if he were to be kicked directly, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The most frightening thing was that the Dragon Countryman's ball was so fast he couldn't block it at all!

...When he looked up at Lin Pei again, Messi's gaze had already become very complex.

The arrogance in his eyes was completely gone, replaced by shock and fear.

Fuck.

Never mind not being able to catch the Dragon Countryman's ball—even if he could, he wouldn't dare to now.

Wouldn't that be flirting with death?

Seeing that Messi's arrogant bluster had been almost completely extinguished by him, Lin Pei felt a wave of satisfaction.

"Mr. Bullfighting Countryman, as I said before, your football skills really don't seem like much."

The Dragon Country Officials Media Livestream Room was boiling with excitement.

"Holy crap, Brother Lin is so cool! There's no doubt now—with Brother Lin's kick, he's number one in the world at football!"

"Just now I suspected Messi didn't react in time, but looking at it now, Brother Lin is just straight-up crushing him. This is so badass!"

"The key is, look at Messi on the other side—he doesn't even dare to breathe loudly. Is he totally defeated? Isn't this guy usually super arrogant and never admits defeat?"

"Exactly, he even kicked Messi into submission. My idol... well, he's my former idol now. It's not scary for a man to be arrogant; what's scary is being arrogant when you can't beat the other guy."

"I'm a Messi fan too, but now I feel like Brother Lin is literally glowing standing in front of him. He's crushing him in every aspect—what should I do?"

"..."

And it wasn't just the domestic audience; overseas netizens were even more shocked.

"What? Messi failed to block the Dragon Countryman's ball again? How is that possible? Is Dragon Country Kung Fu really that powerful?"

"My God, is he dazed from eating too much Dragon Country duck? Block it!"

"Didn't you see how fast the opponent was? The Goalkeeper's foot is mangled."

"Oh, it really is. I misjudged that brother earlier. If I were injured like that, I'd cry harder than him."

"This Dragon Countryman is really amazing; he actually defeated Messi."

On the field, Stephen Chow echoed Lin Pei's words, critiquing Messi's skills.

"My big brother was being polite. Brother, it's not that you're 'not great'; you're clearly just bad."

Messi was so angry his veins were bulging, but he didn't dare say a single word.

Because Lin Pei was right in front of him, and he was afraid of being kicked.

A wise man knows when to avoid a disadvantage.

Hearing the Dragon Countryman say Messi's skills were poor, the European Team members finally looked up from their duck.

Seeing the ball in the goal, everyone sighed in disbelief.

"What's going on? How can Messi not even beat a Dragon Countryman? He let them score so quickly?"

"To even let a Dragon Countryman call his level poor is simply unacceptable."

Everyone reached a silent consensus and began to criticize.

"Messi, has your skill level dropped?"

"It looks like it's declined a lot. There haven't been any matches lately; you haven't been training properly, have you?"

"No matter how much your level drops, you shouldn't be unable to catch a Dragon Countryman's ball. This has practically plummeted to the basement."

"That's ridiculous, man. Are you still thinking about eating duck? Play properly!"