Chapter 239

He retreated his right foot and kicked it out. Football was immediately kicked into the air, not like shooting at all.

But then, with his two fingers together, the white shimmer lit up at his fingertips, and the football flew into the sky suddenly, then shot into the goal with an unreasonable trajectory.

"Wow, that's great!" I have a dream of praise.

"I'm a talented footballer, right?" The small tail of xiuzuo is going to be up in the sky. It's a child in the end. It's very happy to get a compliment from others.

"Yes," I dreamt, looking at the children around me, "but it's because you use your powers."

"Actually, I don't want to use this kind of power," Xiu said with a look of distress, "but every critical moment, I can't help it. I know I'm cheating. "

Just like a new toy, xiuzuo couldn't help showing off. He walked aside, looked at the lawn which was familiar in his dream, and pretended to say, "I think I'd better listen to the devil. Since he is my ancestor, it's natural for me to inherit his will. Without him, I would not have been born.

But in that case, you and I will be enemies. "

The child is young and full of vigor. His words have no brain, just a sudden idea.

But Zhang Jie, who stood on one side, was not happy: "little guy, do you think you are very good?"

When xiuzuo heard what he said, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Jie.

Zhang Jie showed a provocative smile to him. With a move, the football at the football door flew out of thin air, circled around him, and finally landed at his feet.

Zhang Jie stepped on the football, looked at the stunned boy, and waved to him provocatively: "how about I compare with you?"

Repair half a sound to find their own voice: "you also have super power?"

Zhang Jie nodded: "how about comparison?"

"Zhang Jie..." I dream of raising my hand to stop it, but Zhang Jie stopped it with his eyes. I can only shut my mouth and go to see a play with Hong tea.

I looked at the two people in the field with some worry in my dream. He subconsciously turned his head and wanted to say something to Hongda. But when he turned his head, he saw that Hongda was staring at the barren lawn opposite the field without expression.

That direction is exactly the direction that we just made.

"Is there anything there?" I'm a little curious.

"There are ten ghosts." Red tea answered, the tone is calm, like saying that the weather is good, not that they are looking for the boss in front of them.

"What?" I almost jumped up in my dream.

Red tea just looked at him, index finger standing in front of his mouth, compared with a silent movement, motioned him to pay attention to the game on the field.

My dream look changed, and finally I chose to be honest and quiet.

When he came out, he really didn't bring anything except the communicator on his wrist. Even if he knew that the devil was here, there was nothing he could do.

So he approached the red tea and asked in a low voice, "Mr. red, do you mean the devil is there? Has he been there looking at us? "

"I didn't see it," said red tea calmly. "He couldn't see it, and he didn't dare to see it. There's a subspace, and he's hiding in it. "

"Is it a different space?" I murmured in my dream, "that's why I can't find it..."

Red tea took a look at my meditative dream and turned to the match on the field.

This is a one-sided situation.

The power of cultivation is actually very strong, but it is weaker than the light of selvia. What's more, cultivation doesn't use these forces. What he can use is only a small part of them. And this is more than Zhang Jie.

The rules of the game are very simple. Xiuzuo stands in the center of the field and shoots, while Zhang Jie guards the goal.

Xiuzuo stops the ball, takes a few steps back, rushes forward and kicks it out.

At the same time, his two fingers together, the fingertips burst out a slight light, the ball in mid air stopped in the air for half a second, and then drew an arc track, with a very fast speed towards the goal.

Zhang Jie stopped in front of the goal and watched the ball getting closer and closer. As soon as he raised his hand, the trajectory of the football changed and flew to him, floating between his two hands.

Zhang Jie clasped the ball, looked at the stunned boy, slightly raised his eyebrows and said provocatively, "is that all?"

Xiuzuo's competitive spirit was completely aroused, and he was unwilling to say, "come again!"

Zhang Jie laughed and threw the ball back. After the man received the ball, he waved to the child: "come on!"

Xiuzuo starts to play football again and again, and then uses his super power to change the trajectory of the ball.

But every time, the ball will easily get out of his control and fly to Zhang Jie's hands.

At last, xiuzuo was anxious and tired, and he was sweating all over, while Zhang Jie was still light.

"Still here?" Zhang Jie threw the ball in his hand and stepped on it."Are you, too, under the spell of your ancestors?" Xiuzuo asked panting, supporting his legs.

"No," Zhang Jie shook his head and came to xiuzuo with the ball under his feet. "I don't have the ancestor like you. You'd better let go of what you thought.

The devil can't realize your wish at all. He just wants you to contribute your strength. "

But xiuzuo's attention has completely shifted. Now he is full of Zhang Jie's powerful super ability.

"So you're a real superpower?" Xiuzuo slows down, and then looks at Zhang Jie admiringly.

Zhang Jie was startled by his adoring expression. It took him a long time to realize what he was saying: "it doesn't count..."

The powers he uses are all from selvia, which is different from those real powers.

Xiuzuo didn't care about his denial, just like a little fan, he kept pulling Zhang Jie to ask questions, which made Zhang Jie feel overwhelmed.

All of a sudden, Zhang Jie turned to see red tea watching the play, and decided to pull red tea into the water: "red tea! Let's play football

Red tea used to be watching a play Good

Red tea moves her wrist and walks into the hall.

Zhang Jie laughed at Xiu Zuo and said, "I'll show you the real super power fight."

Xiuzuo turned to look at the red tea and Zhang Jie. He nodded expectantly and came to my dream.

Red tea went to Zhang Jie's opposite, smiling people and animals harmless: "or the old rules?"

Zhang Jie nodded, kicked the ball to the center of the field and stepped back a few steps.

"Three Zhang Jie leaned down slightly and retreated slightly, ready to go.

"Two!" Red tea took the second countdown.

"One!"

They both called out a cry and rushed out at the same time.

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