Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2544: Separation (37)
Chapter 2544 Parting Ways (Thirty-seven)
Mutter, who rushed to the stadium by the transport boat, had not even approached the platform where the stadium was located, and could not wait to use the small telescope on the transport boat to look at the scoreboard on the pitch. Then he frowned.
Fifteen minutes into the game, the current score is 14-0, the British Cavaliers are leading, and the Sandstorm Sphinx can't even get a point.
What the hell.
Didn't the Sphinx have Albert's stupid tiger as a point-scoring running back? With [God Hidden] and [Clone Technique], that guy should always be able to break through the opponent's defense, at least one and a half touchdowns, right?
Is it such a shame to be scored twice in a row and the Sphinx can't score a single point?
Looking at the score from here, and vaguely seeing the Sphinx team in a muddy tug-of-war on the field, Mutter even had the urge to hurry up and grab Albert and beat him .
Okay, and can't beat it.
So, is Great Britain's defense really that indestructible? Mutter took a look. Although he can't see the details clearly from this angle, he can slightly see that the Sphinx team is in the attacking stage. In order to avoid being grabbed by the opponent's lightning tactics, he handed it a short pass the moment he got the ball and handed it to Albert. The problem is that the opponent's speed is so fast that the ball didn't even touch Albert's finger, and the players of the opposing team of Great Britain came from both sides of the Sphinx's wall like lightning. The defender killed Albert one at the same time.
The tiger man hurriedly reached out to grab the ball. Although the ball was a little unstable, he still forcibly caught it, but because of the momentary distraction of grabbing the ball, his reaction was delayed by a beat, and he was successfully pinched by the opponent.
Pounds! Mutter seemed to be able to hear the loud noise of the clip. It was the sound of the collision between the armor and the armor. Even though he was wearing protective gear, it must have been very painful for Albert to be pinched by his opponent like this.
"Third gear! Sphinx forward... yards!" Mutter could only vaguely hear the referee's pronouncement from this settlement. It seems that it should be "advance zero yards". It is too embarrassing to be unable to advance even one step even though it is already in the third gear.
But then again, it was a magical attack time. The people of Team Great Britain seem to have the ability to read minds, and they can launch a flawless pincer attack at the moment when Albert just wants to catch the ball, so that the tiger youths don't even have the chance to use [Shen Hidden]. That almost a foul, but reluctantly roaming on the edge of the legitimate game rules, is one of the best things of the British Cavaliers.
If there is no way to break this move, Albert's offense will be completely neutralized, and the Sphinx will be completely lost.
Of course, these are all differences due to Mutter's absence.
"Pause! Substitution!" Before the transport boat that the cat boy was riding in was fully approached, Shiloma had already called the game to a halt.
"Sorry I'm late. You guys are in a tough fight?" said the cat boy, jumping off the transport boat.
"It's bulging." The headless snow leopard man Mersa Hill looked at Mutter's crotch and hummed: "Suddenly wearing a [safety cup]?"
"long-winded." Mutter said: "Today's game is more intense, I'm afraid of getting hurt."
"Humph..." Albert frowned, looking a little unhappy.
"What? Do you have any comments?" Mutt then glared at Albert, with a displeased expression on his face: "What the **** was the game just now? Are you in bad shape today?"
"Suppressed. The other party seems to be able to read minds..."
"Impossible to use, that kind of thing." Quarterback Shiloma said that they also wore magic bracelets, and mind reading would of course be disturbed by that thing.
"But how do you explain the series of weird things just now?"
"Mind-eye technique." Shiloma hummed softly.
"Heart...what?!"
"You must have heard of it, right? Only high-ranking knights in the Knights of Great Britain can use secret techniques that are not passed on. In fact, it is not that they cannot be passed on, but there are too few people who can learn them and can use them in actual combat. There are fewer people who use it normally."
"Mind-eye... That kind of thing is so different from mind-reading. They are obviously wearing [Bracelets]. Since mind-reading can't be used, mind-eye can't be used, right?"
"No. Mind-reading is to use magic to directly read the opponent's brain waves or even interfere with the other's brain waves, while mind-eye surgery is just a pupil technique, using its own eyesight to see photons." Shiloma said: "Then It can already be regarded as an acquired skill, and the [Bracelet of Sealing Demons] is helpless with it."
Albert was silent for a moment.
"This is more difficult than fighting the elves before, is that what you mean?" Mutter asked half-understood: "Our every move was predicted by the other party?"
"You can think so. But the elves rely on their strong hearing and vision, and only respond instantly after we have acted. The people of the British Knights are using their minds, and it is when we have At the moment of the thought of [doing a certain action], you can take countermeasures." Shiloma shrugged: "So they should respond faster than the elves in every action. Compared with their reaction speed, no Good results."
"Then what should I do..."
"Anyway, follow my instructions. There will be a turnaround." Shiloma sternly.
He has a stern face. In the previous Super Bowl matches, Albert had never seen Shiloma's expression like this. Shiloma, the cunning tiger man, always tackles every game with a treacherous smile, as if everything is under his control. But this time, he kept his face straight.
There's a "he can't laugh anymore" feeling -- is the situation really that serious?
At the same time, another man jumped from another small transport boat to join his own team.
"It only appeared at such a time, which proves that you have already talked to that kitten?" The coach of the Great Britain Cavaliers, who is also the Heavenly Knight Palinlor, asked in a low voice.
Of course, Palinlore's identity, like Arthur's, is also a secret within the team, so Archduke Palinlore has been wearing another mask since he first joined the team, he is another The Man in the Iron Mask was also the [Man in the Iron Mask No. 9] back then. This name has now been inherited by King Arthur, because Palinlor's body is too strong to control his strength. If he plays a game, he will hurt too many people, and he has to retire.
The guy who was able to compete head-on with [The Man in the Iron Mask No. 9] and let Palinlor use his full strength without worrying about hurting the opponent is no longer there.
------I always feel a little lonely.
"That kitten is actually quite arrogant. I also give face to Father Sphinx... No, give face to coach you, and then I will reluctantly talk to him." Contemporary [Iron Mian] Human No. 9], that is, the knight king Arthur hummed.
"Huh, duplicity." Palinlore saw through King Arthur's real thoughts: "Do some preparatory exercises, and it's time to play in the next attacking round."
"Of course." Before coming here, King Arthur put on his jersey at a very high speed, and now he only needs to warm up.
"Ivan and Tristan didn't come, they have business to do in Iceland. Among the main players who can come to the game, only Persiva and Calvin can use the [Mind Eyes Technique] seriously. ]?" The Cavaliers thought while looking at the jerseys of the players on the court.
"Nevertheless, it seems to be enough to overwhelm the Sandstorm Sphinx." Palinlore, or the coach known by the players as [Iron Head], hummed.
"Didn't Pasiva say that he would not play again after he became a Knight of the Round Table? Saying that it is unfair to other teams to play in his capacity..." Tie Mian Ren No. 9 muttered.
"Ordinary competition, yes. But he seems to be very interested in the little tiger who can only use the strange clone technique. This time he made a special appearance to compete with the little tiger."
"Result?"
"Forty wins and forty wins, Tiger is completely defeated. He didn't even escape them once." [Tie Head Coach] grinned, "What are you going to do next, Tiger? If you don't think of a way to break it, this game will end?"
"The orcs can't use mind and eye skills, it is indeed a disadvantage." King Arthur analyzed without emotion.
"It's not impossible in theory, it's just because the orcs' own genetic factors are affected, and it's just a little harder to learn." Palinlor replied: "There are many examples of guys other than humans who can use the mind-eye technique. You see, even a half-hearted guy like Ivan can't use mind tricks."
"It works, but it doesn't work well, otherwise he wouldn't have lost in the previous ring match." The King of Knights still analyzed without emotion.
"Yes." Palinlor hummed.
It was at this time that the opposing team was replaced by Mutter the Catman, who of course played as an outfield catcher.
King Arthur groaned inwardly. It's already on the third gear, and with one more sack, it's time for the Sphinx's offensive round to end. Does it really make sense to switch to a better outfield catcher until now~IndoMTL.com~?
Kickoff! When the football was thumped into the hands of the Sphinx quarterback Shiloma, the thin and cunning tiger man suddenly made a 180-degree turn, with his back to the front. The raider of the British Knights was attacking aggressively.
It was clearly a blitzkrieg tactic, and the Britannia players wanted to grab the ball from Siloma. But when Shiloma turned his back to his opponent like this, it was very difficult for the British to attack.
But of course, Shiloma couldn't make a decent long pass in this position, so the ball had to be shorted to Albert for the little tiger to run.
Three fullbacks of the British Cavaliers, including Pasiva, attacked together, killing Albert as soon as he received the ball.
However------
"Hehehehehehe!" Shiloma suddenly jumped high, twisted her waist and abdomen to an unbelievably soft level, and threw the ball in this weird posture!
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