At the same time,

In the constantly flashing light screen, the images of Shaolin football continued.

The Shaolin team entered the training process, and other teams were not idle either, and they entered the training one after another.

As the favorite to win the Super Cup, the players of the Devil Team also started training early in the morning to prepare for the game.

However, unlike other teams, the training of the Devil Team is not on the ground, but underwater.

They also train by themselves and never play against anyone else.

Therefore, to the outside world, the Devil Team has always been the most mysterious team.

No one has seen them train, and no one has seen them play in friendly matches.

Every time, either they don't make a move, or they will definitely win the championship once they make a move. This is the impression that the Devil Team has left on everyone over the years.

At the moment, the big boss is sitting by the water, and the players underwater are training with ventilators.

Due to the strong water pressure, the players' bodies are under great pressure all the time, which is not available in football matches.

It can be said that the training intensity of the players of the Devil Team has long surpassed that of other teams.

Under the water, the busy staff are debugging various data and monitoring the changes in the indicators of the players' bodies. Looking at the instruments and numbers that are constantly changing in front of them, the players are all solemn.

Just then, the staff nodded to the players, and the players of the Devil Team swung their right legs and kicked hard.

Boom!

A violent explosion sounded, and a huge wave immediately exploded on the water surface.

The power of this kick is as great as a bomb.

After seeing this scene, Qiang Xiong also looked proud and full of confidence.

"With such amazing explosive power, it will be a matter of time for the Devil Team to win the world championship."

Then the phone rang.

Qiangxiong took out his phone and picked it up.

But before the other party could say a few words, Qiangxiong's expression changed and he was slightly surprised.

"Who are you talking about? That dead cripple?"

Obviously, Qiangxiong was surprised by what the other party said, but he didn't care too much.

Because Uncle Da had no use value to him for a long time, he was just a waste.

No matter what Uncle Da wanted to do, no matter how he did it, it would not threaten him.

As for forming a team to participate in the competition, that was even more impossible!

You know, forming a team is not just talk. It not only requires enough manpower, but also strong financial support.

Uncle Da couldn't find enough people, and he didn't have much money. For such a guy, he might not be able to collect the registration fee to participate in the competition. What else should he worry about?

Thinking of this, Qiangxiong couldn't help but feel happy about his operations over the years.

He has now paid back the humiliation Uncle Da had inflicted on him a thousand times, but this is not enough, he must trample Uncle Da into the dirt, I will not stop until I step on hell!

Soon, the scene in front of me changed again. After winning the auto repair team, the Shaolin team was immersed in a joyful atmosphere.

It turned out that Uncle Da brought everyone to the Football Association and wanted to sign up for this Super Cup.

In the hall, no one knew what Uncle Da said, but he was rejected by everyone.

"Hey! What did you say! No, why not?"

Faced with Uncle Da's questioning, the little girl looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

At this time, the uncle was dirty and didn't look like a coach at all. He came here in a hurry. People who didn't know thought he was a vagrant begging for food.

Seeing this, Uncle Da continued to say to the little girl,

"Little girl, you were not even born when I played football, why are you embarrassed?"

The little girl blushed, and after a long while, she slowly said to Uncle Da,

"Our person in charge is not here!"

Just as Uncle Da was talking to the little girl, Qiang Xiong came over with his men.

Seeing that Uncle Da wanted to sign up, Qiang Xiong immediately greeted him,

"Golden right foot! You are here again!"

Seeing an acquaintance coming, Uncle Da immediately tried to please Qiang Xiong. He knew very well that if he wanted to participate in the competition, pleasing Qiang Xiong was the only way.

With his power and means, as long as he didn't nod, he would not be able to participate in the competition.

Thinking of this, Uncle Da immediately nodded and bowed to Qiang Xiong,

"Brother Qiang, I want to take my team to participate in the competition. It's an open tournament, and everyone has the right to participate in the competition."

Hearing this, Qiang Xiong gently shook his fingers and told Uncle Da,

"Not everyone has the right. I am the chairman of the committee. If I say I have the right, then you have the right. Do you understand?"

Uncle Da nodded and bowed again, trying his best to please him. (To read the novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Seeing Uncle Da being so accommodating, Qiang Xiong finally felt a little relieved, and then he became curious about Uncle Da's team.

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"What team is yours?"

Seeing Qiang Xiong's interest, Uncle Da thought that this matter might be a good thing, so he quickly called his players to follow.

"Come! Come! Come here! Call Brother Xiong!"[]

Then, everyone came over in one breath and stood in front of Qiang Xiong.

Qiang Xiong looked around and saw that the players in front of him were all ugly and ugly. How could they look like football players?

Especially when there were old men like the eldest and third brothers among them, he laughed even more!

He never dreamed that his defeated opponent would organize such a team?

It was funny, really funny!

Thinking of this, Qiang Xiong couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha!!"

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"Your team is simply the best! I really want to see it!"

"Tell me quickly, what is the name of your team?"

Uncle Da's face changed slightly. Of course, he could feel Qiang Xiong's disdain. He didn't regard the players in front of him as players. They were just beggars.

But the uncle was in a weak position now. There was nothing he could do. He smiled and told Qiang Xiong,

"This football team is called Shaolin Team!"

Seeing this, Qiang Xiong smiled and said,

"Whatever, everything is the same..."

"I really want to see your Shaolin team. Is there a registration fee? I'll pay it!"

Uncle Da wanted to say thank you, but Qiang Xiong pulled his shoulder and said,

"You're welcome. We are brothers! Cripple!"

Seeing that Uncle Da's face changed a little, Qiang Xiong hinted again,

"My shoes are a little dirty again..."

But this time, Uncle Da didn't lie down, but smiled and said to Qiang Xiong,

"White is easy to get dirty."

Qiang Xiong put his hand on Uncle Da's shoulder,

"What should I do?"

Uncle Da immediately reacted and smiled,

"I'll help you wipe it, I'll help you wipe it!"

Seeing this, the other members of the Shaolin team also rushed over,

"I'm good at cleaning, I'll do it!"

"I'll do it! I was a sweeper in Shaolin Temple!"

"Let me do it! This pair of shoes is so valuable!"

"Get out of the way! I'm best at this kind of thing!"

"Don't grab the small one from me!"

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