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Chapter 48 World Wave!(1/3)

 [World Wave Experience Card]: After use, the user's shot may become a World Wave within ten seconds.

Hu Lai stared at the orange card in the system for a long time.

He didn't expect that he could actually draw out such a thing. He originally thought that the lottery system would be able to draw out some potions and medicines. It was amazing, and he could draw out training scrolls.

I didn't expect that there was such a thing.

I don’t know if his continuous drawing of low-level items like [Stamina Potion] and “Thank you for participating” helped him accumulate enough lucky points before, so that he could draw this thing in one go.

Obviously, this is the key to his victory tomorrow.

But Hu Lai also knew very well that this thing did not mean that he would directly enter an invincible state for ten seconds after using it.

After all, it is clearly written in the description: "It may become a world wave."

It's possible, not certain.

Hu Lai didn't know exactly how it was possible, but he thought he couldn't just take a random kick and be thousands of miles away from the goal, and suddenly become a world wave and fly into the goal, right?

It has to be a decent shot.

The problem now is that except for the first decent shot when Mao Xiao was not serious, he never had such a chance again.

It's not that he didn't even have a shot, it's just that he never had a decent shot.

These two are completely different concepts.

Mao Xiao and Yan Yan were closely guarding him. Most of the time he was knocked away without even a chance to shoot. On rare occasions, he was able to use his keen judgment on where the football was to land to get a chance to shoot.

But both Mao Xiao and Yan Yan can immediately use their physical advantages to make up for their shortcomings in the placement of the football. Often when he shoots, the opponent's body will also hit him firmly, making him completely

He couldn't exert his force very well, and he had no time to care about the accuracy of this shot.

For example, he tried to volley with his foot, but because he was knocked away by Mao Xiao when he was shooting, he might have just rubbed the football with his toe, turning the powerful volley into a light poke.

How could such a shot threaten the goal guarded by Meng Xi?

So even if I have such a card, do I need to use it for such a shot?

You must know that he has such a trump card, so of course he must cherish it very much and not squander it casually.

If there is no better opportunity, if you use it rashly, you will lose the chance to make a comeback.

He recalled the contents of the two days of special training in his mind, carefully recalling every detail of how Mao Xiao and Yan Yan defended him.

Although two people are defending themselves together, it is still difficult to achieve complete synchronization. In other words, there will be some "delay" in the cooperation between the two of them. After all, no matter how tacitly understood, they cannot be the same as one person.

So let yourself face two people at the same time instead of facing one person at a time.

As long as you can fight one on one, your chances are much greater than if you fight against two.

But how can we separate the two people and still get a decent shooting opportunity?

Hulay went through scenarios in his mind, including his own movement and the possible responses of the two defenders.

I just kept thinking about it and didn't even know when I fell asleep.

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Li Qingqing tossed and turned in bed. She had been in bed for a long time, but she just couldn't fall asleep.

As soon as she closed her eyes, the image of Hu Lai lying motionless on the ground would appear in her mind, as if he were dead.

And the picture is still black and white...

She was so frightened that she quickly opened her eyes to get rid of this ominous scene.

Tomorrow is the last day of special training, and it is also Hu Lai's last chance to pass the test.

She agreed with the arrangement of letting Hu Lai do basic training for a year, but every time she heard the laughter directed at Hu Lai on the sidelines of the two days of training, this idea in her mind would loosen a little.

Even if it was right to let Hu Lai practice the basics for a year, she now just hopes that Hu Lai can use practical actions to slap the faces of those who are waiting to see his joke!

She didn't know whether Hu Lai reacted to the laughter, but she was very unhappy, very unhappy, as if it was not Hu Lai who was being laughed at, but her.

Because of this, she was particularly worried about Hu Lai's performance tomorrow.

If Hu Lai really couldn't score, wouldn't he be laughed at for a year?

Especially that Li Zhiqun...

Anyway, Hu Lai has made it to the school team. You can't even make it to the school team, and you don't know where you can be so embarrassed and laugh at Hu Lai's jokes all day long?

Ah! I’m so angry!

Li Qingqing couldn't help but punch the bed board hard.

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After school in the afternoon, the stands of the stadium were full of people, and even many people gathered on the track.

If Li Qingqing hadn't been with Song Jiajia and had this big human shield to help her push away the crowd, she might not even be able to see the stadium.

"Why are there more people than before?" Li Qingqing was surprised when she finally squeezed into the front row.

"Because everyone knows that this is the last day of Hu Laite's training. It's like the finale of a suspense drama. When the mystery is revealed, the ratings will definitely increase dramatically." Song Jiajia explained.

Li Qingqing looked around. Many people looked excited and looked at the players warming up on the court with expectant eyes. Some people were excitedly asking people around them: "Who is Hu Lai? Who is Hu Lai?"

Obviously there are people here who are watching the team play for the first time. They must have been interested in this topic in the school in the past two days and came with them.

For Hu Lai, this is simply the most critical training session in his football career, a life-or-death moment, but for these spectators, it is just the finale of a lively drama.

Li Qingqing sighed.

Li Zhiqun stood in the crowd and was squeezed so that he could only stand sideways, twisting his neck and looking towards the stadium. But this did not affect his good mood at all.

Looking at that tiny figure, he sneered again and again.

Whether you want it or not, you have become everyone’s laughing stock! You can shut me up, but can you shut up so many people in the school?

Li Zhiqun was trembling with excitement when he thought that in a little while, he would witness the scene where Hu Lai was beaten into the muddy pond.

He even regrets it now. He should have made a bet with Hu Lai before, betting two hundred yuan that he would not pass the special training. Not only would he no longer owe Hu Lai money, but he would also make Hu Lai owe him money.

One hundred yuan, and he would never accept Hu Lai's condition of asking Song Jiajia to pay for it.

In this way, as long as Hu Lai doesn't pay the money, he can return the nickname "Skinny Dog" to Hu Lai and see what qualifications he still has to shut him up.

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The normal training is over and it’s time for the part that everyone loves to see.

The people watching on the sidelines were obviously excited, and there was a commotion in the crowd.

People on the track were squeezing in, and some people even stepped on the artificial turf of the stadium.

Li Ziqiang didn't care about the commotion behind him. He was staring at Hu Lai.

The kid has already entered the restricted area and is preparing to complete his last "special training".

Li Ziqiang did not explain the rules and precautions of the special training. He believed that there was no need for him to say anything more.

Mao Xiao stood in front of Hu Lai and whispered apologetically to Hu Lai: "Sorry, Hu Lai... Even if you go to practice basics for a year, don't give up and don't quit the team. Wait until you are ready.

Basically, you will definitely have the opportunity to play in the game when you are a sophomore in high school..."

He couldn't let Hu Lai go during the training. Judging from the training of the previous two days, today's training would not change the result. Everyone, including him, believed that Hu Lai was 100% doomed.

Hu Lai looked at Mao Xiao, who was sincerely worried about him, and smiled: "Thank you, Mao Xiao."

Although this big man can be unimaginably stubborn at times, he can indeed be considered his friend.

He doesn't have many friends in Hu Lai. In this school, apart from his deskmate Fatty Song, this is Mao Xiao.

At this moment, Li Qingqing's face suddenly appeared in Hu Lai's mind.

She...should be considered a friend, right?

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Li Qingqing and Song Jiajia stood together and watched Hu Lai's special training. The special training had begun, and it seemed to be no different from the special training of the previous two days.

He still ran directly towards the spot where the football landed, and was knocked backwards during the physical confrontation with Mao Xiao or Yan Yan.

There is no hope at all.

Despair gradually spread in Li Qingqing's heart.

She suddenly thought that Song Jiajia might be very happy to see this scene, because maybe Hu Lai was hit and gave up football, so she could go eat chicken with him.

Thinking of this, she turned her head and glanced at Song Jiajia next to her, only to find that the fat man was looking at the court solemnly, with no joy on his face.

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When Hu Lai got up from the ground again, Yan Yan shook his head slightly. He wanted to tell Hu Lai that this was meaningless and that this special training was unfair from the beginning.

Although he didn't know why, he could tell that the head coach didn't seem to like Hu Lai very much, and his training standards would always be higher than others.

He couldn't quite understand the meaning of Hu Lai's persistence. It was obvious that this kid was not having a happy time in the team, couldn't play in games, the training was boring, and he couldn't see the meaning and hope of hard work at all.

Is it really a "passionate player" who uses love to generate electricity?

But even with passion and love, not many people can go down this road.
To be continued...
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