Volume One: Our Own League Chapter 81: The Thunderous Cannon from the Mighty Titan Leg

Goal!

Xu He scored!

The players of the Tenth Class football team leapt into the air, overwhelmed with delight.

“Xu, you’re incredible!” Li Jie roared with excitement, charging madly toward Xu He and wrapping him in a huge embrace, lavishing praise upon him in a breathless jumble, expressing his admiration from the depths of his heart.

All the players of the Tenth Class football team rushed over, including their goalkeeper Wang Xu.

They were truly ecstatic.

Xu He’s goal was of immense importance to them.

Zhu Ge ran over and gave Xu He a big, tight hug, shouting in exhilaration, “Xu He, you’re a hero—the hero of our Tenth Class football team. Amazing!”

Zhu Ge held Xu He close, holding him tightly.

At that moment, he didn’t know what more to say, so he simply embraced him in silence.

Then, someone from behind gave them a push, toppling the pair, and everyone piled on in a frenzied heap. Amid the commotion, they even heard someone excitedly shouting, “Long live Xu He! Long, long live Xu He!”

The Tenth Class football team had gone wild.

Naturally, Xu He was overwhelmed with emotion.

He felt tears welling up.

He loved this feeling—the fearless, relentless fight for victory.

It was exhilarating.

Xu He roared passionately, “Tenth Class Football Team, press on! For victory—charge!”

Xu He wanted to sound the horn for a counterattack.

On the stands, Zhuo Jun’s face was filled with awe as he watched.

Xu He’s impact was tremendous; he was utterly won over by Xu He. He had not expected Xu He to be so tough, so bold, so sharp.

That display had truly astounded him.

He saw countless precious qualities in Xu He, and was thoroughly impressed.

Zhuo Jun exclaimed, “This Tenth Class football team is really hard to beat—I really wouldn’t want to be their opponent.”

This was his most honest thought.

Beside him, Song Xiang nodded in silence. The impact Xu He had on him was no less than what Zhuo Jun felt. He was taken aback by Xu He’s fearless, charge-ahead demeanor, and likewise conquered by him.

After a moment, Song Xiang said, “I think the most formidable player in the Tenth Class football team is number 17.”

Song Xiang had given Xu He the highest praise.

Xu He had truly conquered the entire field.

Sixth Class football team’s captain, Yang Hao, watched with hands on his hips, his eyes fixed on Xu He, silent for a long time. He too was shaken by Xu He’s performance. Thinking back to their friendly match, Xu He had been impressive, but much of it seemed luck. Now, however, Xu He had grown so much.

Xu He’s progress was astonishing!

Yang Hao felt a rising sense of crisis—if the match continued like this, they might repeat the mistakes of the warm-up game.

Yang Hao stared hard at Xu He, then turned to remind his teammates, “Pay close attention to defense next. Tenth Class football team will definitely launch a furious counterattack. This period will be the most dangerous for us, but if we hold out, victory will be ours.”

Yang Hao was truly anxious.

The players of the Sixth Class football team grew serious, nodding in agreement.

Yang Hao continued, “Now, focus your defense on their number 17. He’s tough, and he never gives up. Don’t give him any chances, absolutely none. Understood?”

The players of the Sixth Class football team glanced at Xu He, then nodded firmly.

They had just witnessed Xu He’s prowess, and would not let him have another opportunity like that. In their hearts, they swore to defend against Xu He, not giving him any chance.

Soon, both teams returned to their positions, and the second half resumed.

At this point, there were nearly twenty minutes left in the second half.

Twenty minutes was ample time for the Tenth Class football team—enough to score two, perhaps even three goals. Of course, it would be difficult, but their confidence was high.

The match restarted, with Sixth Class football team controlling the ball.

But after only two passes, the ball was intercepted by the Tenth Class football team—Mu Yang made the steal.

The Sixth Class football players shouted, “Defend!”

With a thump, Mu Yang launched a long pass, sending the ball forward. It landed precisely on Yang Xin’s head; Yang Xin headed the ball to the oncoming Zhang Zhen. Without waiting for the ball to drop, Zhang Zhen volleyed it.

The ball whistled straight toward the Sixth Class goal.

Unfortunately, it was just wide of the mark.

The players of the Tenth Class football team shook their heads, lamenting the missed opportunity.

But their fighting spirit remained undiminished; they pressed on with their attacks.

Yang Hao wiped sweat from his brow and shouted loudly, “Keep defending! Hold out through this period and victory will be ours! Come on!”

The defensive players of the Sixth Class football team echoed, “Let’s go! Let’s go!”

Not to be outdone, the Tenth Class football team also shouted loudly, “Let’s go! Let’s go!”

Both sides fought with everything they had—for their team’s victory.

On the wing up front, Xu He raised his hand, asking for the ball. Immediately, two defenders from the Sixth Class team rushed up, pinning Xu He in the middle, denying him any chance to receive the ball.

Xu He frowned slightly. Their defense was so tight, not giving him the slightest opening.

Zhu Ge had intended to pass to Xu He, but seeing the situation, he refrained. Instead, he feinted and passed the ball to the other side.

The ball rolled swiftly toward the advancing Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen chased after the ball, but it was just out of reach; a defender from the Sixth Class team cleared it with a powerful kick.

The ball happened to land at Yang Hao’s feet. He controlled it and was about to make his next move, but suddenly, a gust of wind swept by and Zhong Haokun slid in, stealing the ball away.

The Sixth Class team’s counterattack was snuffed out before it began.

Yang Hao frowned slightly, sensing that the Tenth Class football team’s defense against him had become even tighter. His stamina was running low; it would be difficult to mount a high-quality counterattack in the remaining minutes.

The only way to secure victory now was defense. He immediately signaled his teammates to defend with all their might, not giving the Tenth Class any chance.

The ball rolled to Zhu Ge’s feet. Zhu Ge deftly turned his back to avoid the defender’s charge. Facing the goal, he advanced two steps and unleashed a powerful shot—the ball whistled just over the crossbar.

Gradually, the Tenth Class football team gained control of the field.

But that alone would not bring victory; they needed to score quickly. Time was running short.

On the sidelines, the classmates from Tenth Class grew anxious—they needed another goal.

Meanwhile, the girls in the stands thought of Lin Xuefeng. Why hadn’t Lin Xuefeng returned yet? If he were here, the Tenth Class football team would have a much easier time; perhaps they’d have already tied or even overtaken the score.

The girls called out Lin Xuefeng’s name in unison, but unfortunately, he did not appear.

Zhu Ge frowned and called out to his teammates, “Stop thinking about anything else. Lin Xuefeng isn’t coming back today. We have to rely on ourselves for this match. Let’s go!”

The players of the Tenth Class football team nodded in understanding.

Suddenly, Xu He pressed forward and intercepted the ball up front.

Zhu Ge and the others exclaimed, “Great chance!”

They immediately surged forward to support Xu He. The defenders of the Sixth Class team rushed toward Xu He, marking him tightly and giving him no space.

Facing three defenders, Xu He was a bit taken aback.

The Sixth Class team really valued him, sending so many to defend him. Xu He wasn’t sure if he should be pleased or not.

Confronted by these three fierce players, Xu He tried to break through but found it difficult.

He quickly abandoned the attempt, pulling the ball back. Just then, he saw Zhu Ge charging up the center and without hesitation, passed the ball horizontally to him.

The Sixth Class defenders turned their attention to Zhu Ge in the center.

A defender immediately rushed towards the ball, and even their captain and attacking core, Yang Hao, returned to challenge Zhu Ge.

Zhu Ge suddenly felt immense defensive pressure, but he gritted his teeth and pressed on.

Just as the defenders were about to reach him, he passed the ball sideways.

The ball rolled gently towards the center, and all the Sixth Class players fixed their gaze there.

Mu Yang of Tenth Class football team charged up swiftly, racing toward the ball.

He reached the ball and swung his sturdy leg, kicking it with all his strength.

Mu Yang’s legs were thick and muscular, brimming with power.

It was like the mighty legs of a titan!

This was a full-force blast—the power was unimaginable.

It was the thunderous cannon shot from the legs of a giant!

Sixth Class goalkeeper Wang Yi was startled, hearing a deafening roar, then seeing a beam of white light speeding toward him.

Wang Yi was nearly stunned—the ball was moving so fast.

Yang Hao’s eyes tightened; he remembered Mu Yang’s ability to launch powerful long-range shots. He instantly regretted the lax defense against Mu Yang.

It was over!

Sure enough, the ball flew straight into the top right corner of the goal.

Two to three!

The Tenth Class football team pulled back another goal.

The scorer was their vice-captain Mu Yang, and the visual impact of his goal was immense. The players of the Tenth Class football team were fired up, jumping with excitement and cheering.

But Mu Yang did not celebrate; he rushed into the Sixth Class goal, grabbed the ball, and quickly ran toward the center circle.

Time was running out; he didn’t want to waste a single second.

Every moment mattered—they had to keep attacking.

The players of the Tenth Class football team didn’t celebrate either. They turned and ran swiftly back to their half, preparing for the next wave of attack.