The Magic Trading System

Those who shouted these vulgar words were all villains, and they were intentionally using Zheng Hao's slip of the tongue to make a joke. For a time, the entire stadium was filled with cheers.    

    

Jing Tongxin's face was ashen, he was furious.    

    

He thought Zheng Hao was purposely making fun of him.    

    

Zheng Hao shrugged helplessly. He only realized that it was a bit evil after he said it.    

    

As expected, the bad silver found something and started to make a big fuss.    

    

He took two steps back, then accelerated forward.    

    

This time he kicked the ball with his left foot.    

    

In the history of world football, players who can shoot with precision are extremely rare.    

    

Therefore, when they saw Zheng Hao kicking the ball with his left foot, those male students who liked to play football all exclaimed in surprise.    

    

Zheng Hao's leg flew out.    

    

The ball drew another arc in the air and headed towards the dead angle in the upper right corner.    

    

Jing Tongxin jumped up. This time, he was closer to the right side. When the ball came flying over, he had already jumped high into the air.    

    

Unfortunately, his arm was too short.    

    

The ball flew by him with a "whoosh" about a foot away from his fingertip. Once again, it accurately caught a dead angle on the right side and entered the net!    

    

The ball went in!    

    

Jing Tongxin missed again and fell heavily on the ground. If he didn't dodge in time, his head would have hit the metal pillar.    

    

"Bang bang!"    

    

Jing Tongxin once again smashed his fist on the ground in frustration.    

    

The surrounding spectators were all extremely shocked when they saw Zheng Hao walk in after saying that he wanted to hang the dead angle on the right side.    

    

This footwork was too terrifying.    

    

Where was the fighting going?    

    

Only the best shooter could have such superb kung fu skills.    

    

Zheng Hao took the ball again and put it away at the penalty point.    

    

He raised his head and smiled, "This time, I want to be in the middle! Get ready! "    

    

Once again, he sped up his shooting speed towards Jing Tongxin.    

    

Jing Tongxin's face turned livid.    

    

He felt like he was a monkey now, a monkey that was being played around by Zheng Hao. His current situation was getting more and more difficult.    

    

What saddened him most was that he had no good way of getting himself out of this unfavorable situation.    

    

He could only grit his teeth and force himself to persevere.    

    

Jing Tongxin stood in the middle of the road and swayed left and right, ready to pounce.    

    

Zheng Hao smiled at him and took four or five steps back. Then, he suddenly rushed forward, increasing his speed to its fastest.    

    

A figure flashed like lightning and appeared beside the ball.    

    

Zheng Hao shot angrily.    

    

The ball flew up like a cannonball and flew towards Jing Tongxin with a "wuu" sound.    

    

Jing Tongxin saw it right. He suddenly jumped forward and pounced on the ball with both hands as if he was a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.    

    

Unexpectedly, his speed was more than a little slower than the ball.    

    

By the time he pounced, the ball had already arrived in front of him.    

    

"Whoosh!"    

    

The ball passed between his legs.    

    

He then rolled all the way into the net.    

    

The ball hit again.    

    

Jing Tongxin's body fell to the ground and he almost bit off a mouthful of mud. He was upset.    

    

He felt that he could throw this ball at him.    

    

How could he have missed it?    

    

After thinking about it carefully, Jing Tongxin realized that Zheng Hao's ball was a broken line. It seemed to be aiming at the top of him, as if it was trying to get into the net by sticking closely to the beam of the ball. However, when it flew in front of him, it suddenly sank down and went through his crotch, becoming a ball rolling into the net.    

    

This shooting method was too tricky. No one expected it!    

    

At this moment, Jing Tongxin had completely lost his temper.    

    

"Wah!" "How did you kick out this ball?"    

    

"I can only say that their shooting skills are too powerful!"    

    

"It's over, I'm really going to swallow all three of them!" Furthermore, each of them was even more miserable than the last. Every single one of them had an expression of humiliation when they entered the autumn. The dignified captain of our basketball team has lost all his temper from the beating. "    

    

For the next two goals, Zheng Hao didn't pursue any angle, but cleanly scored.    

    

Five goals, all hit!    

    

"Ah!" "Zheng Hao, you're too cool!    

    

Liu Hongfenn ran over to Zheng Hao with a cheer. She jumped into his embrace and hugged his neck, laughing and jumping.    

    

Zheng Hao smiled and said, "Hongfen, this isn't really anything, is it? It's just a free throw. "    

    

"Hee hee!" This is amazing, okay! A few of the students beside me praised you. They say your shooting skills are on par with top strikers. Although it was only a free throw, it was not easy to have such precise shooting skills! Tell me, did you really just grope around a bit and then master the technical quintessence of football? God! "If that's the case, then it's too magical." Liu Hongfenn said.    

    

"Cough cough!" Hongfen, don't be so excited. There are a lot of people watching by the side. Right now, I don't have any other strengths, but my ability to learn is extremely strong. Zheng Hao said.    

    

"You are simply my god! "My dear!" Liu Hongfenn looked at Zheng Hao lovingly and said.    

    

"Alright, alright. Now it's my turn to guard the door. Darling, go stand to the side and watch how I throw this fellow's shots out one by one." Zheng Hao rolled up his sleeves and said.    

    

"En!"    

    

As Liu Hongfenn spoke, she walked back to the side of the stage.    

    

Zheng Hao continued to head towards the goal.    

    

He stood in the middle of the goal, waved to Jing Tongxin and said: "Alright, you can start now."    

    

Jing Tongxin was also full of energy again.    

    

He told himself that this free throw must be as spectacular as possible to save the face he had just lost.    

    

He put the ball in the penalty spot.    

    

Taking a deep breath, Jing Tongxin took a few steps back and stood up.    

    

He also really wanted to hang up on her.    

    

However, after careful deliberation, he was still a bit worried about his footwork. If he made a mistake, the ball would be sent flying.    

    

Therefore, after thinking about it again and again, Jing Tongxin decided to be a bit more conservative, and use the safest way to shoot a free throw, to fight for all five goals.    

    

As he thought of this, he suddenly accelerated and kicked the ball upwards towards the left.    

    

His kick was also very powerful and fast.    

    

With a "sou" sound, the ball dove into the net.    

    

As Jing Tongxin kicked the ball, he saw Zheng Hao still standing in the middle of the goal without taking any stance.    

    

He just smiled contemptuously and said to himself that he had scored steadily.    

    

But in the next moment, his eyes went wide open.    

    

He saw Zheng Hao's figure suddenly move.    

    

It moved extremely fast and left afterimages behind it. With a "hu" sound, Zheng Hao moved to where the ball was.