Peerless Bodyguard of a Stunning Beauty-Chapter 177 - 151: The Court as Battlefield, The Battle Intense

Chapter 177: Chapter 151: The Court as Battlefield, The Battle Intense

After First Year Class One scored a goal, Lili, Yu Lan, and Xuelian happily rushed over to Zhao Rong. Miss Lili instantly pecked him on the cheek and said, "Brother Zhao Rong, I knew it! That seemingly impossible goal must have been your work."

Yu Lan ran over, wrapping him in a sudden bear hug from behind. "Brother Zhao Rong, that goal was incredibly stealthy! It was absolutely brilliant."

Xuelian, however, stuck out her tongue and planted a direct kiss on his lips. "Brother Zhao Rong, I just knew it. Wherever you go, the light of victory follows."

Hearing this, Zhao Rong happily embraced the three beauties. "This time, we’re not just going to beat Second Year Class Two. We’re going to win beautifully, dominantly, and in a way no one has ever seen before—with a healthy, rosy glow!"

With those words, Zhao Rong charged back onto the field to fight for the ball.

When he approached Adam’s Apple Guy, who was in possession of the ball, the other player had a nasty thought. I was just looking for you to stick this syringe in your ass, and here you are. This must be a gift from heaven.

As Zhao Rong got closer, preparing to steal the ball, he also spotted the massive cattle syringe hidden in Adam’s Apple Guy’s sleeve. At first, Zhao Rong didn’t understand. What’s this guy doing with such a huge syringe during a soccer game? Does his family run a vet clinic?

However, when Adam’s Apple Guy whipped out the syringe and tried to jab him, Zhao Rong immediately sidestepped, dodging the attack. The fans in the stands gasped when they saw Adam’s Apple Guy dribbling with a syringe in hand while Zhao Rong charged in to intercept.

One fan, his kidneys weak from having secretly... indulged himself the previous night, looked on with concern. "Miss, you’d better stay away from that syringe! During the last match, he pricked a beautiful girl with that thing, and she turned into an incredibly ugly man! I don’t want to see a gorgeous girl like you get turned into a man!"

A fan with a receding hairline sipped his drink and shouted, "Miss, get out of there! Don’t try to take the ball from him! That syringe in his hand is deadly!"

Another fan, who was still a virgin after four years with his girlfriend, remarked, "In the last match, the moment Adam’s Apple Guy pulled out that syringe, it meant he was about to score. It meant Second Year Class Two was going to win. This time will be no different. Let’s just wait for him to score and for his team to win."

Just as everyone thought Zhao Rong was about to be paralyzed by the syringe, guaranteeing a goal for Second Year Class Two, he suddenly dropped into a horse stance. Drawing True Qi from the storm, he bellowed, "Palm Push, Shirt Lift!"

In an instant, a fierce gust of wind blew across the field. It not only ripped off Adam’s Apple Guy’s jersey but also blew so hard he couldn’t open his eyes. In that moment, with the speed of a lightning strike, Zhao Rong rushed forward, snatched the syringe from Adam’s Apple Guy’s hand, and jabbed it straight into his buttocks. As the needle went in, Adam’s Apple Guy let out a bloodcurdling scream and collapsed.

Zhao Rong then snatched the ball from his feet and sprinted toward the opposing goal, ready to use his Palm Push, Shirt Lift Martial Technique at a moment’s notice. He was unstoppable. As he tore down the field, every player from Second Year Class Two who got in his way had their clothes blown clean off by the force emanating from his palms. Zhao Rong advanced with the ball as if through an empty field, taking it all the way to the goal.

Standing in the penalty area, he looked at the goalkeeper, Liu Shisan, and said, "Vicious girl, do you want my Palm Push, Shirt Lift to blow you stark naked before I score, or will you step aside and let me score voluntarily?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Shisan’s mind raced. If his Palm Push, Shirt Lift blows my clothes off, won’t everyone find out about the gender reassignment surgery I had in Thailand?

Terrified, Liu Shisan immediately scrambled out of the way. Facing an open goal, Zhao Rong gave the ball a gentle tap with his right foot, sending it straight into the net.

When the crowd saw that Zhao Rong had not only taken down Adam’s Apple Guy but had also scored again, they erupted in cheers. A die-hard soccer fanatic instantly became a fan. "Hey, miss, what’s your name? Can I be your fan?"

A fan with loose teeth, who had a bad habit of eating candy before bed, said, "This girl is our school’s super rookie king!"

A diabetic fan, injecting insulin into his stomach, added, "How have I never seen this soccer goddess around school before? If I’d known how incredible her skills were, I would’ve been her follower ages ago!"

At that moment, the referee announced, "First Year Class One scores another goal! The score is now First Year Class One, two. Second Year Class Two, zero."

Down on the sidelines, the coaching staff was stunned. Second Year Class Two had dominated the school for years without a single loss, yet they had just been scored on twice in a row by the freshmen. An old coach, who had spent his entire career without ever leading a team to a championship, said with tears in his eyes, "It seems First Year Class One, the team I had such high hopes for, might actually have a chance to beat Second Year Class Two after all."

A handsome and skilled coach who favored the freshmen added, "With this beauty leading them, First Year Class One will definitely crush Second Year Class Two."

On the field, after Zhao Rong scored again, all the players from his team celebrated with a massive group hug. As the hero of the moment, Zhao Rong was lifted and tossed into the air by his teammates.

A female player, so busty it threw her off balance, rubbed against him and gushed, "Miss, you are the absolute coolest soccer player I’ve ever seen! If only you were a man... I’d let you have your way with me all night long..."

Another female player with a gravity-defying butt helped toss him high into the air. "Ah, I really wish you were a man. If you were, I’d definitely let you push me all you want tonight..."

As he was being tossed about, Zhao Rong found himself brushing against one girl’s chest, then another’s butt, and then another’s waist. He was only let down when the referee blew the whistle, signaling the end of the first half.

「In the locker room」

While Zhao Rong and his teammates were resting, a male fan burst in. He grabbed Zhao Rong’s arm, demanding an autograph. "I’ve been a fan my whole life, but I’ve never truly admired a single star player. But today, after seeing your skills, I’m completely blown away! Star player, you have to give me your autograph!"

Right after him, a female fan also rushed in. She threw her arms around Zhao Rong, covering him in kisses. "Hey, we’re both women, so it’s not like we have to worry about being improper. Star player, you are just too amazing!"

While Zhao Rong’s team was celebrating in their locker room, the mood in the Second Year Class Two locker room was far different. They were hastily plotting how to cheat and use vicious tactics to take out Zhao Rong and win the match in the second half.

Big Hoop Earrings, the leader of the Four Vicious Girls, pulled a revolver from her bag and handed it to their forward. "Take this. As soon as you get into the penalty area, if that crazy goal-scoring girl dares to block you, just shoot and cripple her."

Next, Perm Hair, the second of the Four Vicious Girls, took a crossbow from her bag and gave it to the right forward. "Kid, you take this. If anyone dares block your path, shoot them. Remember, these arrowheads are coated with a deadly poison. Don’t misfire and hit yourself, or you’ll die a horrible death from your body rotting within a week."

Then, Liu Shisan, the third of the Vicious Girls, pulled a can of pepper spray from her pocket. Holding it up, she sneered, "Beauty, if you dare to come for a shot on goal, I’ll spray you into a state where you’ll wish you were dead."

Soon, the referee’s whistle blew.

When the second half began, Second Year Class Two came out with extreme arrogance. Their left forward immediately pulled out his handgun, waving it around to intimidate anyone who tried to steal the ball as he charged toward the penalty area.

When Miss Lili saw the opposing forward dribbling with a revolver, she exploded with anger. "What the hell? Is this a soccer game or a warzone? With a gun in his hand, who’s going to dare stop him? This game is unplayable!"

Seeing Lili’s fury, Zhao Rong stepped forward with a calming smile. "Miss Lili, don’t worry. I, Zhao Rong, have my own way of dealing with him."

With that, Zhao Rong used his Special Abilities. Activating Instant Teleportation, he vanished and reappeared moments later holding a discus he’d grabbed from the nearby track and field area.

Just as the gun-wielding forward reached the goal mouth of First Year Class One, he waved his pistol to threaten the defenders and the goalkeeper, cackling wildly. "With a gun in my hand, scoring is a breeze! I have a gun, who dares stand in my way...?"

Before he could finish his sentence, a discus came flying from off-field and smashed into his head, knocking him out cold. In the instant before he lost consciousness, his last thought was, Dammit, who just hit me in the back of the head with a brick?

The crowd, which had watched as the forward was about to score, burst into laughter when they saw a discus fly in from out of nowhere and knock him unconscious.

A former discus thrower in the stands commented, "Whoa, that’s just fate! That forward must have done some seriously bad stuff in a past life to be struck by a disaster from out of nowhere right as he was about to score."

A former javelin thrower was laughing so hard he was bent over. "Man, it’s like the heavens themselves don’t want Second Year Class Two to score! This is hilarious!"

A fan who was on the shot put team remarked, "Damn, whichever guy threw that discus from the other field is a beast! To throw it that far and hit the forward dead on... Still, good thing it was a discus and not a shot put. Otherwise, that forward would be dead for sure."

When Big Hoop Earrings saw her carefully planned trump card—the gun-toting forward—taken out by a random discus, she was so furious she fainted on the spot.

Seeing the failure of their first plan, Perm Hair stepped forward and gave the right forward a meaningful look. "What are you waiting for? Grab your crossbow and get in there! Remember, I’m sending you out to shoot someone, not to score a goal..."

The crossbow player looked back blankly. "Boss, who am I supposed to shoot?"

Infuriated, Perm Hair slapped him across the face. "Who else, you idiot? Shoot the main goal scorer from First Year Class One!"

Hearing this, the crossbow player dashed forward, pretending to go for the ball. His real intention was to shoot Zhao Rong with an arrow from his poison-tipped crossbow.