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Chapter 1042 Provocation! Opponent! Counterattack!

Facing a group of people who were aggressive and ordinary students, they might be scared. Li Xuehao naturally wouldn't. He knew what happened to the women's football team members. It was probably because he had just seen him having a "conflict" with their coach, so he ran over to cheer.

Although they did not shout, their glaring expressions fully demonstrated their attitude.

The thick middle-aged man did not take advantage of his power. Even because of the arrival of the women's football players, he put down his waving arms and looked at the women's football players in the lead and asked, "Mino, are you used to the venue?"

"Yes, coach, I've been completely familiar with each other since yesterday and today, and there's no problem!" The female football player in the lead nodded. Although she was wearing the same uniform as other players, she wore an extra pair of black and blue gloves on her hands. It was obvious that she was a goalkeeper.

He is about 1.8 meters tall and has a captain's armband on his right arm. It is rare for him to serve as a goalkeeper but serve as a captain.

What is even more conspicuous is that she has long silver hair tied into a ponytail and is shining behind her. She is dazzling and dazzling under the sunlight, has fair skin, and her facial features are not as soft as other girls. She has a high nose and deep eyes, and she looks like a mixed-race child.

"That's good." After hearing the words of the mixed-race captain, the thick middle-aged man nodded.

"Coach, why are there students from other schools here?" The mixed-race captain turned his attention to someone surrounded. Although the two were about the same height, she felt a condescending look down.

Li Xuehao heard it a little funny. He is a student from another school. Isn’t she a member of the other school?

"A guy who accidentally walked into the wrong place." Perhaps because the women's football team was present, the stout middle-aged man had to maintain his image, not as full of gloomy anger as before, waved his hand at someone and said as if he was sent something, "Don't stay here anymore, go."

Li Xuehao looked at him expressionlessly. How arrogant he was to say such words? This is Tsuki Yoshigao's home court, not their Fukushima Kung Fukushima.

"Hey, the coach asked you to leave, didn't you hear it?" His slow reaction made the captain of the mixed-race was very unhappy. He was just a guy from another school and almost started fighting with the coach. Of course, she didn't think the other party could beat the coach. They rushed over and did not stop the coach. They just wanted to block the gazes around and facilitate the coach to take action, so as not to be seen by the coach.

"What if I'm not going to leave?" There were more than one or two arrogant people. Li Xuehao looked at the mixed-race captain with playfulness. He was forced to do this and didn't care about "being involved in the following". Moreover, he had some ways to prevent that kind of thing from happening.

"What did you say!" This time, not only the mixed-race captain glared at him, but more than a dozen women's football players were staring at him with gritted teeth. They were even more impulsive and even had a tendency to take action, including those tomboys who taught a guy who had a conflict with their most respected coach. They did not have any psychological barriers.

"Don't say it, go back and practice." The stout middle-aged man next to him was watching the show, but when he saw the movement in a corner of the football field, he quickly stopped the disciples' provocation.

"Coach..." The mixed-race captain was a little unwilling.

"Your opponent is here." The stout middle-aged man reminded, pointing to a corner of the sidelines.

The mixed-race captain was stunned at first, then he understood and looked in the direction the coach pointed, and indeed saw a team of players with white and red above and red above.

"Hmph, the man from He Yi Fugao has finally arrived." The remaining women's football players gave up on someone surrounded and looked over together. One of the tomboy said disdainfully.

"He Yi Fu Gao is so arrogant. He has just come out now. You must teach a lesson later." Another tomboy said.

"That's right, we want to avenge the revenge we were swept last year. This year, we are only qualified to represent Kanagawa Prefecture in the national competition!" The captain of the mixed-race gritted his teeth and said with confidence.

Li Xuehao was directly ignored. The women's football players who just wanted to attack him lined up neatly to welcome the arrival of their opponents.

As the players of that team approached, the few people who were originally talking loudly also became quiet and the atmosphere became unprecedentedly solemn.

Although his vision was somewhat hindered, Li Xuehao still saw the appearance of the players of the team clearly. The tallest Yuki Mashima, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, stood out from the crowd. He had a cold face and sharp eyes. This was an expression that could only be achieved if he transformed into a captain of the women's football team. His chest was only slightly raised. Obviously, to avoid being in trouble, the extremely plump place was tied up by her.

When he got closer, the stout middle-aged man was about to meet him, but he didn't see the other party's coach. He quickly stopped and gave the mixed-race captain beside him a wink.

The captain of the mixed race understood it, stepped forward a few steps and said to Yuki Mashima who was walking in the front: "Yuki Mashima, we have been waiting for a long time."

However, Yuki Mashima didn't look at her, and walked directly to the stout middle-aged man, bowed slightly and said, "Sorry, Coach Kawaguchi, I'm sorry, we're late because of some things."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Actually, we haven't waited for too long." Coach Kawaguchi smiled, as if he didn't care at all. He looked behind her again and asked in surprise, "Why didn't you see Coach Mashima? Has his injury been healed yet?"

"Yes, the coach's injury will take a few days to recover." When Yuki Mashima said this, his expression was a little strange. Although he couldn't tell with a stern face, Li Xuehao still noticed it. The expression seemed to be embarrassing and embarrassed.

Moreover, what puzzled Li Xuehao even more was that he didn't know why Yuzo Mashima was injured at all. Yuki Mashima didn't mention it to him. What was the injury?

"That's a pity. I thought I could fight him again... Then please say hello to him on my behalf and let him have a good rest." Coach Kawaguchi said with a pity, and then added, "But your coach is not present, we won't show mercy."

"Please rest assured, even if the coach is not present, we will face the best condition to fight." Yuki Mashima was not afraid at all, and he was not even at a disadvantage. He had a strong counterattack in his words. Even if the coach was not present, we could easily beat you.
Chapter completed!
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