Chapter 239: Xiuzuo vs Zhang Jie

Xiuzuo withdrew his right foot and kicked it out. The football was kicked into the air immediately, it didn't seem to be shooting at all.
But then, he put his together, the white light lit up at his fingertips, the football flying into the sky suddenly stopped, and then shot into the goal in an unreasonable trajectory.
"Wow, that's amazing!" I dreamt of admiration.
"I'm a genius football player, right?" Xiuzuo's little tail is about to rise to the sky. After all, he is a child, and he is very happy to get a compliment from others.
"Yes," I dreamed of looking at the child next to me, "but it's because you used superpowers."
"Actually, I don't want to use this kind of power," Xiuzuo looked distressed. "But at the critical moment, I can't help it. I know I'm shameless."
Like a new toy he got, Xiuzaku couldn't help showing off. He paced aside, looked at the lawn that was somewhat familiar in his dream, and pretended to say: "Look, I should listen to the devil. Since he is my ancestor, then it is only natural for me to inherit his will. Without him, I would not have been born.
However, if this is the case, you and I will be enemies. "
The child was young and energetic, his words didn't even have a brain, just a sudden thought.
But Zhang Jie, who was on the side, was not happy: "Little guy, do you think you are amazing?"
When Xiuzuo heard what he said, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Jie.
Zhang Jie showed him a provocative smile, and with one move, the football at the goal flew out of thin air, circled around him, and finally landed at his feet.
Zhang Jie stepped on the football, looked at the surprised boy, and beckoned provocatively at him: "How do I compare with you?"
After a long time of training, I found my voice: "You also have superpowers?!"
Zhang Jie nodded: "How do you compare?"
"Zhang Jie..." I dreamed of raising my hand to stop it, but Zhang Jie stopped it with his eyes. I could only shut my mouth and walked to Hong Tu to watch the show with Hong Tu.
I dreamed of looking at the two people in the field with some worry. He turned his head subconsciously, wanting to say something to Hong Tu, but when he turned his head, I saw Hong Tu staring at the opposite side of the field with no expression. Deserted lawn.
That direction is exactly the direction that I just looked at.
"Is there anything there?" I was curious about dreams.
"There are ten demons." Hong Tu replied, calmly like saying that the weather is good, not saying that the boss they were looking for was right in front of her.
"What?!" My dream was so scared that I almost jumped up.
Only then did Hong Tu look at him, with her index finger in front of her mouth, making a silent gesture to signal him to pay attention to the game on the court.
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 Shichen was here, he was somewhat powerless.
So he approached Hong Tu and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Hong, are you saying that the demon is there? Is he there always looking at us?"
"I didn't see it," Hong Tu said quite calmly, "he can't see, nor dare to look. There is a subspace there, and he is hiding in the subspace."
"Is it a different space?" I muttered dreamily, "I see, so I can't find it..."
Hong Tu glanced at the thoughtful dream of me, and then turned his attention to the game on the court.
This is a unilateral crushing game.
The power possessed by Xiu Zuo is actually very strong, but this power is relatively weak to the light of the game Servia. What's more, Xiuzuo doesn't use these powers. What he can use is actually only a small part of the power. And this is even more inferior to Zhang Jie.
The rules of the game on the court are simple, Xiuzuo stands in the center of the court and shoots, Zhang Jie keeps the goal.
Shuzuo stopped the ball, retreated a few steps, rushed forward, and kicked the ball out.
At the same time, he put together, the fingertips burst out with a slight light, the ball in mid-air paused in the air for half a second, and then drew an arc-shaped trajectory, rushing towards the goal at a very fast speed.
Zhang Jie stopped in front of the goal and watched the ball getting closer and closer. When he raised his hand, the trajectory of the football changed and flew in front of him, floating between his hands.
Zhang Jie closed his hands slightly, hugged the ball, looked at the shocked boy, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said provocatively: "Is it just that?"
The excitement of Xiu Zuo was completely aroused, and he reconciled and said: "Come again!"
Zhang Jie smiled and threw the ball back. After receiving the ball, he beckoned to the kid: "Come on!"
Shuzuo started kicking the ball again and again, and then changed the trajectory of the ball with super powers.
But every time, the ball would easily get out of his control and fly into Zhang Jie's hands.
In the end, Xiuzuo was anxious and tired, sweating all over, but Zhang Jie still looked calm and calm.
"Are you coming?" Zhang Jie threw the ball in his hand to his feet and stepped on it.
"You, are you also cursed by your ancestors?" Xiuzuo asked breathlessly, propping on his legs.
"No," Zhang Jie shook his head, with a ball under his feet, and came to Xiuzuo, "I don't have an ancestor like you. You'd better dispel your previous thoughts.
It is impossible for the demon to realize your wish, he just wants you to contribute his own strength. "
But Xiuzuo's attention has completely shifted, and his heart is now full of the powerful superpower that Zhang Jie has shown.
"Then you are a real superpower?!" Xiuzuo slowed down, smoothed, and then looked at Zhang Jie with admiration.
Zhang Jie was taken aback by his admiring expression, and it took him a long time to realize what he was talking about: "Don't count..."
The super powers he used all came from Servia, which was still somewhat different from those with real super powers.
Xiuzuo didn't care about his denial, just like a little fan, he kept pulling Zhang Jie and asking questions, but Zhang Jie couldn't stand it.
Suddenly, Zhang Jie turned his head and saw Hong Tu who was watching the show, and decisively chose to pull Hong Tu into the water: "Hong Tu! Let's play football!"
Hong Tu, who was watching the show, said, "...Okay!"
Hong Tu moved his wrist and walked in.
Zhang Jie smiled at Xiuzuo, and said, "I will show you the real superpower battle."
Xiuzuo turned his head to look at Hong Tu, who was walking by, then at Zhang Jie, nodding expectantly, and walked to my dream side.
Hong Tu walked across from Zhang Jie, smiling harmlessly: "Or the old rules?"
Zhang Jie nodded, kicked the ball to the center of the field, and stepped back.
"Three!" Zhang Jie lowered his body slightly, with one foot back slightly, ready to go.
"Two!" Hong Tu took the second countdown.
"One!"
The two shouted one at the same time and rushed out at the same time.
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