132: The Japanese team will challenge Lin Pei again.
On the field, the Japanese Team Members were far ahead of the Dragon Country Team, having already scored several points.
Given this momentum, everyone felt that the Dragon Country Team was going to lose again, and lose even faster this time.
The Dragon Country Team Members on the field also realized this and tried to use all their strength to block them.
Unexpectedly, the Japanese Team seemed several times stronger than them, and they couldn't stop them at all.
Several players were violently knocked down by the Japanese Team Members while trying to steal the ball up close, falling to the ground in pain.
By halftime, the Japanese Team Members were still full of vitality, while the Dragon Country Team Members had sustained injuries of varying degrees and looked quite battered.
When the Dragon Country Team Members retreated off the field, they happened to sit in the seats directly in front of Lin Pei.
The players were dispirited, sighing constantly.
Someone saw Lin Pei, and their eyes lit up.
“Brother Lin, why don't you give us another kick?”
Lin Pei was still pondering how he could kick his own belly button, and hearing this, he was slightly confused.
“Regarding physique, theoretically, one kick should upgrade it to the maximum potential value.”
“Even if I give a few more kicks, it won't help.”
“How could you still lose? I tested it a couple of days ago; the Japanese people's stamina is nothing special.”
“Tell me honestly, when I kicked you yesterday, did you hide steel plates over your belly buttons?”
The players all looked like they were about to cry, feeling extremely wronged.
“We really didn't, Brother Lin. Yesterday, we genuinely took that kick from you; we nearly passed out from the pain.”
“You saw it, didn't you? Our performance on the field just now wasn't bad, right?”
Lin Pei was stunned.
Just now, he was either thinking about his lines or figuring out how to kick himself; he really hadn't watched the match much.
But seeing how sincere the players were, he nodded in encouragement.
“Not bad.”
The players instantly burst into tears of joy. This affirmation from “God of Foot Strength,” Brother Lin, was extremely important to them.
Stephen Chow spoke from the side.
“To be fair, our players really performed well today.”
“Look, although they sustained some injuries, they show no signs of fatigue. Their energy is many times better than before.”
“It's just that the opponent was too strong today—excessively strong, in fact.”
An official media reporter, carrying a camera, squeezed over at some point.
Since the seats were side by side here, he believed Lin Pei wouldn't have room to move, ensuring he wouldn't be accidentally injured.
“I can testify. I was also present at the last match. The performance of our National Football Team Members is many times better than the previous one.”
“The last match truly made my teeth itch with frustration.”
The players looked at each other, momentarily unsure if the reporter was complimenting them.
As a complete witness to the previous match, the reporter spoke fluently.
“But it's clear that the Japanese Team has become even stronger.”
“Could the techniques they practice really be more powerful than Teacher Lin's Mighty Vajra Foot?”
Restraint of Arrogance shook his head coldly from behind.
“Impossible. In the martial arts world, the fastest way to clear meridians and improve physique is only my Master's Mighty Vajra Foot.”
“Other techniques are not just unheard of, they simply don't exist.”
This time, Monk, unusually, stood on Restraint of Arrogance's side.
“If my Junior Brother says it doesn't exist, then it doesn't. When it comes to martial arts techniques, he is practically a walking dictionary.”
“The way they are acting doesn't look like they practiced any technique. Could it be some other reason?”
A player's expression suddenly turned serious.
“I feel like they might even be slightly incoherent. Did they drink a lot before taking the field?”
His teammates shook their heads in rebuttal.
“Hiss, we didn't smell any alcohol just now.”
“And their state doesn't look like drinking, because they aren't just mentally excited, they are physically excited.”
“Damn, that strength is practically like a beast's.”
Physically excited? Like a beast?
Hearing this, everyone almost simultaneously and tacitly thought of a possibility and blurted it out together.
“Stimulants?”
“Smoking Opium?”
This out-of-place phrase, “Smoking Opium,” was naturally spoken by Monk.
Restraint of Arrogance gave him a cool glance.
“Hmph, I think you've smoked yourself stupid.”
Monk didn't become agitated this time. He waved his hand and continued chewing his goji berries.
“That stuff really doesn't have this much power.”
“...”
The netizens in the live broadcast room clearly heard their analysis and judgment, and were all greatly shocked at this moment.
“Damn, these Japanese people are too shameless! They're actually doping?”
“I thought something was off earlier, but looking at it now, all their reactions match up. Look, their eyeballs are all bloodshot.”
“If we don't report this, Japan should be banned from the World Cup forever!”
“Exactly! Those Little Devils have no bottom line. They should be banned from participating in any competition!”
“...”
Everyone present was filled with righteous indignation, and Stephen Chow slapped his thigh and stood up.
“The Japanese people are so blatant, despicable, and shameless! We must report them now!”
However, the National Football Team Members felt no excitement at this moment; instead, they were even more motivated.
“They took drugs, but we rely on genuine skill! We need to go back on the field and defeat them!”
“Exactly. If we end the match like this, everyone's impression of our Dragon Country Team will still be that loss from a few days ago.”
“Right, if we report this, they might be banned from competition for a long time. Wouldn't the score between our country and the Japanese Team remain stuck at 0:7 for ages?”
“No way! We must defeat them this time and wipe away the shame!”
When everyone heard this, they agreed.
Thanks to the Mighty Vajra Foot, the players' sense of logic had also strengthened considerably, and they managed to convince everyone.
But who knows how much the opponents injected? The difference in strength between the Dragon Country Team Members and them right now appeared enormous.
If they kept playing, the Dragon Country Team would still lose, and perhaps more miserably than a few days ago... Just as everyone was unsure how to proceed, Kenjiro in the field looked toward the audience and called out to Mr. Lin.
“Hey, Mr. Lin.”
“I wonder if I could challenge your foot strength again during this halftime break?”
Everyone realized what was happening.
It turned out that not only the Dragon Country Team Members, but the Japanese people also wanted to redeem themselves against Lin Pei.
Choosing to take drugs might be exactly why.
After all, under normal circumstances, they would definitely be crushed by Lin Pei.
Stephen Chow tugged Lin Pei's sleeve.
“Big Brother, you can't go!”
“The Japanese people's state is completely wrong right now. It feels like their muscles have 'popped' up a lot, and their speed is almost inhuman!”
“I'm afraid you might not be their match.”