135: He might die on the spot! The reporters all ran away in fright!

At the same time, the trending searches were closely related to this match, but they were all about Lin Pei's Mighty Vajra Foot.

#Lin Pei Uses Mighty Vajra Foot to Help Paralyzed People Stand Up.#

#Miraculous! Lin Pei's Mighty Vajra Foot Truly Helped the National Football Team Improve Their Physique.#

#Mighty Vajra Foot Can Not Only Cure Illnesses, But Also Neutralize All Poisons.#

#Lin Pei Kicks Japanese Team Members, Unexpectedly Neutralizing the Stimulants in Their Bodies.#

...These few topics dominated the top ten positions on the trending list, receiving even more attention than the Japanese Team's doping scandal.

As a result, Lin Pei became a minor internet sensation once again.

The internet was filled with messages from netizens hoping Lin Pei would give them a kick, as well as major hospitals and clinics hoping he would come to practice as a chief physician.

Seeing this, the European Team members, who were currently hitting sandbags at the martial arts hall, breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed many other industries were trying to poach Lin Pei, making the probability of him entering the football world much smaller.

They could foresee that if Lin Pei truly entered the football world, those past glories would basically have nothing to do with them anymore.

Besides that, even more reporters were staking out outside the stadium; as soon as Lin Pei walked out, they swarmed him.

Lin Pei was very helpless.

He had once dreamed that one day he would become the best actor, with a group of reporters following behind him every day, just like this.

He didn't expect it would actually be because of this so-called "Mighty Vajra Foot."

It was clear that these reporters had previously been wary of his kicking power.

After learning his foot could cure illnesses, everyone clearly dared to crowd around him.

Lin Pei kindly reminded them.

“Everyone, my foot sometimes accidentally kicks people, please keep your distance.”

These reporters and paparazzi didn't care at all.

“It's fine, let you kick us once, and maybe we'll be even healthier.”

Lin Pei smiled, looking extremely kind.

“But lately, my control over the force hasn't been very good.”

“If I can't make you stronger on the spot, you might die on the spot.”

They truly lived up to being reporters; their reaction speed was incredible.

As soon as Lin Pei finished speaking, within a few seconds, the crowd dispersed with a "whoosh," like birds and beasts scattering.

The area in front of the stadium entrance became spacious in an instant, leaving behind only a few shoes of various sizes and heights.

Lin Pei turned his head and saw that the fellow actors who were just crowding around him had also retreated, already ten meters away from him.

At this moment, only the two Monks, Restraint of Arrogance and Monk, remained by his side.

It seemed his acting just now was quite good; everyone believed his words without a doubt.

He waved his hand.

“What I said just now was just to trick them; things like 'dying on the spot' simply don't exist.”

“I still have very good control over my kicking power.”

After his explanation, however, no one showed any intention of coming closer.

And everyone's eyes looked a bit strange... Lin Pei followed the gaze of a certain actor and realized that it wasn't just a few shoes lying at his feet, but also a huge rat, which had already died with blood flowing from its seven orifices.

Lin Pei was puzzled.

“Where did this rat come from?”

Was everyone afraid of rats? But this rat looked like it was already dead.

Monk answered Lin Pei.

“Master, this rat just came from the southeast.”

“When you said 'die on the spot,' you gave it a casual kick, and it really died on the spot.”

“...”

This... how did he have no memory of it at all??

This seemed a bit hard to explain now.

But they were all colleagues in the same group; they couldn't possibly rehearse scenes from ten meters away in the future, as their throats wouldn't be able to take it.

He had to try his best to explain clearly.

However, as soon as Lin Pei took a step towards the crowd, everyone was startled and retreated another full twenty meters.

“...”

Lin Pei was helpless.

At this distance, did they think his kick was more powerful than the range of a gun?

At this time, Stephen Chow came out of the stadium and put his arm around Lin Pei's shoulder.

However, in the next second, his body stiffened, and his eyes stared fixedly at the dead rat at his feet.

“Ahahaha, bleeding from the seven orifices, Big Brother's kick is truly mighty!”

In the next second, Lin Pei's shoulder was empty; Stephen Chow had already jumped far away.

“Big Brother, I'm not afraid of being kicked by you, but I'm afraid of rats...”

“...”

After the incident of accidentally kicking the rat to death, the situation of being surrounded by people outside the stadium never happened again.

In the news reports about Lin Pei that appeared from time to time on the internet, his image was always captured from a distance, so much so that even his face couldn't be seen clearly.

At the end of each news piece, there was also a note saying: 'Filmed at the risk of his life by Reporter So-and-so.'

Before this, every time Lin Pei went out, he could see many people queuing at the door, wanting him to give them a kick to treat their difficult and complicated illnesses, but now, not a single one could be seen.

Lin Pei was happy for the peace and quiet... Not long after, filming for shaolin soccer began.

Lin Pei still relied on his personal charm of being honest and sincere to close the distance with everyone.

On that day, because everyone was afraid of being accidentally injured by him and kept their distance, Lin Pei directly expressed his attitude.

The movie still had to be filmed.

If everyone didn't come to him to rehearse, he would take the initiative to go to them.

When everyone heard this—good grief—Brother Lin coming to kick them intentionally was far more serious than an accidental kick. Everyone immediately weighed the consequences.

Fine, being accidentally kicked was indeed a bit better.

So, everyone became more proactive and enthusiastic in seeking out Lin Pei to rehearse their scenes.

Just kidding, if they weren't proactive, Brother Lin would be the proactive one.

And during the process of rehearsing, not a single accidental injury actually occurred, so everyone finally felt at ease.

As time went on and nothing happened, everyone actually felt a bit 'itchy' and wanted Lin Pei to accidentally injure them once to see what the effect would be.

One day, Lin Pei woke up from a nap with the Film Crew and found Lin Zicong holding his foot and studying it.

Lin Pei was completely bewildered.

Holy crap.

He had seen people picking their own feet, but this was the first time he had seen someone picking someone else's feet.

After spending so many days together in the Film Crew, he and Lin Zicong had become very familiar with each other.

It was also because of this that he maintained a shred of rationality just now and didn't kick the guy flying.

Lin Pei pulled his foot back and looked at Lin Zicong as if he were a lunatic.

“What are you doing?”

Although Lin Zicong was covered in fat, his reactions were extremely agile; to save his life, he had already quickly dodged to the side.

He held up a small box in his hand and smiled somewhat sheepishly.

“Hehe, Brother Lin.”

“Your foot is so divine, I just wanted to take some 'fur and skin' from it to study.”

“What if it has the effect of curing illnesses and neutralizing poison?”

Lin Pei grimaced at what he heard.

“Zicong, have you been watching too much 'The Legend of Mad Monk'?”

“Can't you just ask me directly? Let me tell you, my foot skin, foot hair, and foot grime don't have any special effects at all.”