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333 The True Nightmare(1/2)

In order to take into account both the competition and Wang Bi, Xia Kun can be said to be quite hard.

This precise blow to Wang Bi can be said to be the level that Xia Kun had stolen throughout his life, and the soul of the King of Ball exploded with all his strength. It is not only a test of the ball skills, but if he hurts his hair within the range of the shooting range, he will definitely blame himself for a long time.

After that, it happened to be the intermission time. Xia Kun went to work hard for a long time before forcing himself to quickly fall into his dream, handed over his body to Alisha to manage, and then summoned the Dream Building Space. After learning that An Ran was also in the dream, he pulled her in and attracted Wang Bi in the Dream Building Space. This time, the match was finally successful.

I don’t know if it was because of the dream that caused people to have delusions or Lin Anran’s mistakes. The script written by Anran just hit Wang Bi’s heart. He was completely collapsed, just holding the childhood sweetheart designed by Lin Anran for him and cried bitterly.

"Since you still have a football dream in your heart, don't do anything stupid again." Lin Anran's childhood sweetheart gently stroked Wang Bi's head. Wang Bi, who was 1.8 meters tall, fell into peace in his childhood sweetheart's arms. Xia Kun looked awkward in this scene, but Lin Anran was very moved and was shocked.

"There is a question... why do you set this object so similar to yourself? No matter whether it is appearance or personality."

"Is it very similar to me?" Lin Anran muttered, "I am a childhood sweetheart based on the template of Yamato Stomako's wife. I feel that girls with this personality are very friendly and easier to make a cliché."

"What I want to say is that the feeling of maternity is very strong. If I lack family care when I was a child, I would be really attached to this feeling." Xia Kun nodded.

It actually... didn't hurt me?!

Lin Anran was very surprised by Xia Kun's changes, and was surprised with a little smugness, "How about it, I'm not useless. I've worked very hard to cooperate with you while I'm asleep."

"I never thought you were useless waste?" Xia Kun tilted his head and wondered.

"Then you always treat me as a tool!" Lin Anran was angry.

"The tool man and the useless waste are different..." Xia Kun said, "Doesn't [Tool Man] mean useful?"

Lin Anran thought about it and suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong, but when she saw Xia Kun's disgusting expression, she finally remembered the reason, "Can you not contact me only when you need me? This is too little of me."

"No..." Xia Kun said, "I don't need you anymore this time. I'll try whether you are online or not. If you are here, let's check the process."

"You are looking for death! Are you sick!"

Lin Anran pulled Xia Kun and beat him up.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Qingsi received a call.

"Hey, Akun? Where is it..."

Yang Yaqing stared at Zhao Qingsi and then in the surveillance video, Xia Kun, who was completely resting, was walking, immediately fell into deep thought.

After receiving the news, Director Song immediately sent a plainclothes police team to escort bomb disposal experts to the stands. While trying not to interfere with the audience as much as possible, they carefully searched for the backpack that had finally appeared in the video surveillance under an empty seat.

nailed it!

Zhao Qingsi and Yang Yaqing celebrated each other with their fingers tightly. After realizing that they and Yang Yaqing were too intimate, Zhao Qingsi pushed Yang Yaqing away again.

"Oh..." Yang Yaqing looked at Zhao Qingsi with a very playful gaze, "What else can you be shy? We are both people who have slept together, so what's wrong with you?"

"You're so proud!" Zhao Qingsi blew up and said, "I'm going to cheer for Akun, you don't have to interfere with me next."

"Don't worry, I'll cheer for Akun together."

"Only I can call Akun like this, please die!"

"I won't!"

Yang Yaqing easily flashed through Zhao Qingsi's pink fist and made a face at her, making Zhao Qingsi almost ran away in anger.

It will take some time to remove the bomb disposal. The explosives are sealed in an explosion-proof tank after the time is lifted. The bomb crisis is temporarily lifted. Next, Xia Kun can pay full attention to this game.

In order to regain control of the body while possessing, Xia Kun had to use the Dream Code and soul to leave the body to reset the soul. When he took over Alyssa's body control, he found that he was about to walk outside the field. Everyone was staring at him in a daze.

"Xia Kun! Are you okay?"

At this moment, the rhythm of the attack of the Emperor's Normal University was interrupted and he began to chase the football that fell to the midfield. Xiao Jin yelled at Xia Kun who was stunned.

[I really don't know... I'm so rude exercise, several big men rubbed against me. I can't accept it physically. I'm a girl, Brother Kun...]

No matter how Alyssa explains, Xia Kun plans to beat her up in the dream space next time.

But now we need to pay attention to the scores.

The current score is 3:4. In the second half, Xia Kun was stunned and the Dongchuan Road University team had already scored two points in a row.

Have to hurry up...

After Xia Kun finished the work, he felt refreshed and walked as fast as he suddenly became a different person. He began to sprint like before, and snatched the ball from the opponent's feet while the opponent was kicking the ball.

"Wow, wow!"

In front of the TV station, the new generation idol Liu Yuxin, who had been completely silent, suddenly seemed to have come alive and forced himself to interrupt Lu Yiming's commentary, "My Kunkun! Kunkun is resurrected! Go to Ya Kunkun! Let them see the power of your King of Ball possession!"

This girl...how did she attract fans by relying on her character...

Seeing Xia Kun reviving on TV, Lin Anran jumped up excitedly, hugging Ji Xiaoxuan and shouting and dancing. Ji Xiaoxuan was tortured and a little impatient, "You just woke up and looked so ugly."

"You are so embarrassed to say to me?" Lin Anran couldn't help but complain.

“4:4!”

Xia Kun relied on a long-distance raid and left everyone behind. It can be seen that Dongchuan Road University was exhausted by this time.

This is the disadvantage of exerting strength from the beginning of the first half.

If you continue to play like this, it can be said that Dongchuan Road University team is at the end of its strength and has no way to compete with Xia Kun with infinite physical strength.

"Good Xia Kun!"

Yang Zhou and Xia Kun celebrated with high fives, "You finally came back to life."

There are 10 minutes left before the end of the game, and the Imperial Normal University Football Association will play against the Dongchuan Road University team.

Zhao Qingsi sat on the bench and cheered for herself loudly, while Yang Yaqing leaped on the railing and stared at her silently.

Everything is like a reappearance of a nightmare scene.

Xia Kun ran more and more and more and more and more, and he always felt something was strange.

According to normal thinking, if Xia Kun's nightmare space creates a foreseeable dream, a small different action may trigger the butterfly effect and make the result completely different.

However, when Xia Kun worked so hard to change the status quo, the final scene still returned to the original predicted dream timeline. Rather than saying that this is a coincidence, it is a kind of—

inevitable?

"Xia Kun, why are you in a daze again? Get moving quickly!"

Xiao Jin yelled the same words at Xia Kun.

That was the same words that Xia Kun dreamed of in the nightmare space.

Gradually, Xia Kun's vision began to blur, and countless complex shadow objects began to grow. Everyone's back seemed to be under heavy pressure from a ball of black objects.

【Brother Kun, are you okay?】

The chat bubble that Alyssa was concerned about also turned into garbled after briefly displaying. At this time, Xia Kun was like an overloaded machine, and his always meticulous thoughts began to become confused.

Think about it carefully, Xia Kun.

Something must have missed...it will make you so nervous-

If the nightmare space is to Xia Kun, it is to ordinary humans.

When people wake up from a dream, they always forget something.

Then, Xia Kun's awakening in the dream space does not mean that he is awakening in the nightmare space.

While performing memory rewind, Xia Kun continued his running on the court.

There must be some carrier that reminds me of...

He held on to the heavy burden of his body and cut off the ball passing by.

He rushed to the goal of Dongchuan Road University, and in the stands above the goal, the score was 4:4 and the data of 90:01 were written.

Three minutes of injury time, which was almost Xia Kun's last shot.

If this ball is just like this, then according to the sense of déjà vu in the Nightmare Space, the stands will explode at the moment when Zhao Qingsi runs towards him, and then Qingsi will also...

It has been removed and the explosion has been removed, why do it still-

Xia Kun's ears sounded a whisper of [shooting].

The source of the sound is chaotic, like black hair, like Xiao Jin, like Yang Zhou, like anyone present.

It seems that no one looks like each other.

But no matter who it is, Xia Kun has already kicked the ball out of instinctive reaction.

His speed is unmatched.

His angle is also quite tricky.

The exhausted goalkeeper of Dongchuan Road University team pounced in the wrong direction again, and could only watch the football arrest in despair and powerlessness.

"The ball has entered!"

The audience burst into warm cheers, and the bursting waves of people made Xia Kun feel a little tinnitus.

This sound...is like...

It's like...

Xia Kun was surrounded by his teammates, and everyone hugged Xia Kun enthusiastically to celebrate the upcoming victory.

The members of Dongchuan Road University team all collapsed down exhausted and weakly. Only one minute left before the final whistle, they had almost no hope of getting it back.
To be continued...
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