But soon there was a nagging whisper in his ear.

He looked overjoyed, slightly raised his hands to the sky, as if thanking someone, and then stopped.

The other team members also stopped and moved closer to him.

"Captain, what's the best plan?"

"It's true that he is a Confucian, but he is also a Confucian. Don't forget, he is a special admissions student for this government examination. He is a Confucian who worships Gongyang's sect."

"Such Confucianism... what is the connection between this Confucianism and illness and ghosts..." Most people still have questions.

One person suddenly understood: "Ah, I understand, it is earth energy. Shuru controls earth energy. He is standing on the Wolf Plain, and the earth energy around him is centered on him, so the sick ghosts seem to be attached to him...

"

The captain's eyebrows were solemn and he nodded: "Yes, the sick ghost has absorbed the heavenly energy of nine people, and only lacks the earthly energy to breed wolf species...so he fell in love with this kid...Looking at it like this, maybe he himself doesn't know it."

"Then what should we do now?" Several other people's expressions were immediately shrouded in worry.

The captain's eyes narrowed, flashing with a sinister and vicious light.

"Since the sick ghost wants earth energy, then we will give it earth energy... It will only follow the boy to look at the plum blossoms to quench its thirst, and we will use the real earth energy to seduce it..."

"How to give earth energy to sick ghosts?"

They are not from Wendong and do not understand Confucianism. Naturally, they do not know that earth energy is the root of life.

If Wen Donglai heard what they said, he would definitely scold them madly and say they were really crazy.

A playful smile emerged from the corner of the captain's mouth, and he pointed at the sky. The others looked at the sky. The sky was still nine layers of phantoms. Apart from that, there was nothing else, and they all showed blank expressions.

One person guessed: "Could it be that he is carrying the Holy Sacrifice to Heaven, but there is Mo Longsheng here, I'm afraid I can't hide it from him!"

The others nodded secretly.

The captain shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "Carrying the Holy Sacrifice to the Heaven will only allow us to obtain surging heavenly power, but it is meaningless for the competition; I point to the sky, that is because there is another heaven that I can wait for to sacrifice..."

"Another day, what day?" Several people fell into greater doubts.

The captain's eyes were deep and he said quietly: "Her name is Xintian."

…

The game was nearly halfway through, and Wen Donglai shot four more times, scoring four goals and scoring two, with a 50% probability, which was some consolation.

The score has been drawn to nine to seven.

As long as two more points are scored, it will be tied, and if three more points are scored, it will be a narrow victory.

Wen Donglai had to cherish time. More than half of an hour had passed, and he had to end the game within an hour.

He opened his feet again, but the disease was still stuck to his feet like a cowhide plaster. He was firmly in control of the situation.

Inside and outside Langyuan, exclamations arose one after another, everyone regarded him as a god, a god who could turn the tide.

His popularity in Kuru Town is beyond ancient and modern.

He controlled the sick ghost with his foot and reached the goal line again. Except for a few opponents, there was no one else around him.

Bow your waist and bend your knees.

Wen Donglai took a deep breath and shot again.

The impression that his feet were touching hard objects completely disappeared, and the sick ghost disappeared. Because he could not remove the force from his feet, he fell forward and took a mouthful of mud.

"Bah..." He spit out mud and stood up to look around.

Could it be that the sick ghost ran away on its own?

He turned around and finally saw that the sick ghost was really rolling backwards, and the direction was exactly the group of members of the World Team.

At this time, they were running lightly on the wolf plain. It seemed chaotic, but in fact, there was another plan.

Because their hands are not swinging to both sides, but are held together in a gesture of worshiping the sky.

This kind of running method is not only different, but also very bad.

Wen Donglai was stunned for a moment, and felt a surge of energy, which caused his temples to beat incessantly.

"Earth energy... strong earth energy gathered on them..."

Wen Donglai quickly touched the corners of his eyes, and his eyes immediately returned to the world of Qi, and he could see it clearly.

The earth energy on the bodies of those people who were doing weird running postures was entangled together, and they broke free from the constraints of heaven and earth and scattered on the Wolf Plain.

His eyes moved slightly, looking at the sick man rolling towards them.

There are wisps of scattered earth energy floating on the path that the sick ghost walks. Every time the sick ghost passes by, the scattered earth energy will disappear.

The purple and red Qi on the sick ghost's body began to churn violently, and even tended to shrink into the body.

At the same time, the sick ghost's rolling direction was directed at that group of people.

His mind turned and he understood instantly.

Sick ghosts need human earth energy to give birth to offspring.

These people are not cutting meat to feed tigers, but they are feeding tigers with their own bodies.

Such a bad move must be related to the floating Yin stem branch 10-10 Confucianism and Weirdness floating above the head.

Kuzhu, why are you suffering?

"…grass…"

He let out a curse word and retreated quickly, his steps flying like flying.

We absolutely cannot let them lead the sick man to the goal line, otherwise it will be too late.

At this time, several members of our main world team had lost too much earth energy, their bodies were shaky, and their foreheads seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist.

With sharp eyes, he was shocked when he saw Wen Donglai 'floating' over and quickly caught up with the sick ghost.

"Captain, he's here."

"Don't worry about him. No matter what tricks he uses, he will never get in again. Haha, victory is ours..."

They still went their own way and ran towards the goal line.

Wen Donglai quickly caught up with the sick ghost and stretched out his feet to explore. However, the sick ghost was like a loach covered with oil. It actually made a seven-character curve and bypassed his feet, and rushed towards me without hesitation.

A few people from the main Tianxia team.

The other teammates of the Kuru Wild Wolves didn't even follow Wen Donglai's heels, nor could they give him any help.

"Haha, I'm right." The captain, who was wearing No. 4 competitive uniform, smiled very cheerfully.

The audience even clenched their palms with sweat.

"What is this kid doing? His soles are slipping or his calves are weak. Why can't he even control this sick guy?"

Then look at the funny look of Wen Donglai chasing the sick man with sweat on his face.

"Could this be a ghost who sent a sick man from thousands of miles away...could he be shooting at the door of his own house..."

"…grass…"

Wen Donglai was covered in sweat at this time and his mood was extremely irritable.

He was about to approach the goal line, and his opponents were waiting for him with smiles.

"Come on, this game is almost over." Many people have already made their conclusion.

Wen Donglai gritted his teeth and felt heartbroken.

"If you want earthly anger...I will give you earthly anger...I can't bear to let go of my children and I can't trap the wolf."

He roared loudly, pushed his right hand forward, then pulled it back and placed it on his chest. According to the way of mastering earth energy, his hands seemed to be holding something invisible and insubstantial.
Chapter completed!