Li Xiu looked at Pa Shan in front of the goal thoughtfully. Pa Shan’s physical prowess was indeed strong, even a bit stronger than Jin Zhenhuan.
The difference was that Pa Shan was more decisive and confident than Jin Zhenhuan. However, it could be confirmed that he didn’t really understand soccer techniques; he merely relied on his great physical strength to play by the rules.
He was too proud and underestimated the sport of soccer.
After Pa Shan finished kicking ten balls, Zheng Xiu walked over with a towel and handed it to Pa Shan to wipe his sweat. In fact, Pa Shan hadn’t even sweated a drop.
Sha Chu also came over, she was very satisfied with Pa Shan’s performance. Such physical prowess could rank in the top three in Tyrone City’s soccer league. With someone like him as goalkeeper, the Madmen’s team performance would definitely improve.
"Baal, go try out that newcomer," Sha Chu had already decided to use Pa Shan. She wasn’t very concerned about the rest of the trial, just wanted to go through the motions.
Baal hesitated and said to Sha Chu with a bitter face, "Boss, no need to try it, I can’t score; I’ve tried before."
Sha Chu was taken aback: "You can’t score against that newcomer’s defense?"
"Yes, can’t score." Baal said helplessly, he didn’t want another unpleasant experience.
Only then did Sha Chu carefully scrutinize Li Xiu, seeing a young man in his twenties who seemed bright and robust, but compared to Baal and Pa Shan, he seemed a bit slender.
Zheng Xiu was also a bit surprised. Baal was quite renowned in Tyrone City’s soccer league, she had heard of the name Razor Ball. For that young man to be able to block Baal’s attack, he wasn’t weak either.
"Baal, did you use Razor Ball?" Sha Chu asked.
"I did." Baal was quite straightforward.
Sha Chu didn’t think Baal would dare lie to her face, but hearing this made her a bit hesitant.
"Since he can block Baal’s goals, why not let the two of them duel one-on-one, which would be fairer?" Zheng Xiu still had full confidence in Pa Shan.
"How do two goalkeepers duel?" The chubby man found Zheng Xiu’s idea incomprehensible.
"Goalkeepers are also soccer players, so they naturally need basic shooting ability. Let them face off with penalty kicks; whoever’s goal is first breached will be eliminated." Zheng Xiu shared her plan, then looked at Pa Shan and said, "Pa Shan, you’re okay with that?"
"No problem." Pa Shan replied coldly.
"Sure." Sha Chu thought this idea was good, and said to the chubby man, "Go ask if that newcomer is willing to accept the challenge."
"I accept." Li Xiu had already heard their conversation, and agreed before the chubby man could speak.
"Let’s flip a coin to decide who kicks first?" The chubby man took out a coin.
"No need, let him kick first." Pa Shan walked straight to the goal, stood in front of it, and said to Li Xiu, "Don’t waste time, let’s start."
Li Xiu took a ball to the penalty spot, put it on the ground, and loosened his joints.
"The player whose goal is breached is out, right?" After loosening up, Li Xiu didn’t kick immediately but looked at Zheng Xiu and asked.
"Of course." Li Xiu’s tone made Zheng Xiu a bit uncomfortable, she raised her eyebrows and said.
"Alright." Li Xiu said nothing more, stepped forward, and kicked the ball.
It was clear that Li Xiu’s strength wasn’t as powerful as Baal’s, and the ball wasn’t very fast.
More absurd was that the ball Li Xiu kicked was obviously higher than the goalpost, seeming as if it would fly directly out beyond the crossbar.
"Such physical and mental qualities, competing with Pa Shan, are simply insulting to him." Zheng Xiu couldn’t help but sneer.
The chubby man also shook his head and sighed, he thought Li Xiu’s mental quality was a bit weak, but facing such a strong opponent as Pa Shan, nervousness was normal.
Pa Shan watched the ball fly over his head, didn’t even move.
He was too proud, in his view, that ball was far above the goal and will fly out, surely not touching the goal, so there was no need to reach for it.
However, after flying over Pa Shan’s head, the soccer suddenly plunged downward rapidly, crashing into the goal.
Pa Shan realized something was wrong, leaped backward like a phantom, his fingers touched the ball.
But he moved too late, although his fingers touched the ball, the trajectory changed and it still landed inside the goal.
"Woah... Fallen Leaves Ball... at such close range... kicking such a Fallen Leaves Ball... this guy..." The chubby man’s eyes stared blankly.
Now he suddenly thought of what Li Xiu said when they first met, that he could play any position.
Before, the chubby man didn’t take those words seriously, but now seeing this Fallen Leaves Ball, he was stunned.
The Fallen Leaves Ball in actual play isn’t easily mastered by many.
Zheng Xiu was dumbfounded, Pa Shan was dumbfounded too, staring blankly at the soccer in the goal, not knowing how to react.
"Interesting." Sha Chu looked at Li Xiu, seeming to have become slightly interested in him.
"What a beautiful Fallen Leaves Ball..." Kun Sha praised.
"That ball doesn’t count, Pa Shan hadn’t said to start." Zheng Xiu said through gritted teeth.
Leaving now would be a big loss of face.
Pa Shan, although also unwilling, couldn’t say such words himself, kept his mouth shut without saying anything.
"Li Xiu, give Pa Shan another chance. No matter the outcome of this duel, I’ll give you a starting position. You don’t necessarily need to be a goalkeeper, right?" Sha Chu smiled at Li Xiu.
"Okay." Li Xiu certainly didn’t need to be a goalkeeper, as long as he had a starting position.
"You kick or I kick?" Li Xiu looked at Pa Shan and asked.
"You." Pa Shan’s expression turned serious, if it were usual, he wouldn’t accept such a charity opportunity.
But in front of Kun Sha, Pa Shan didn’t want to lose just like that; he wanted to prove himself to Kun Sha.
This time, Pa Shan wouldn’t be careless, he stared intently at the soccer beneath Li Xiu’s feet. With his movement speed, even if Li Xiu kicked another Fallen Leaves Ball, as long as he wasn’t careless, he could catch it, giving Li Xiu no chance.
Li Xiu kicked the ball again, but this time it didn’t fly above Pa Shan’s head; instead, it headed towards the top left corner of the goal.
Pa Shan didn’t expect Li Xiu not to use the Fallen Leaves Ball, but with his physical and reaction abilities, he quickly shifted gears, leapt towards the left to catch the ball.
However, unexpectedly, the ball turned just in front of him, curving towards the right side of the goal.
In midair, even with great power, Pa Shan couldn’t alter his diving direction, and could only helplessly watch the ball fly into the bottom right corner of the goal.
"Oh my, this Razor Ball is incredible! At such a short distance, how did he kick such a big curve?" The shooters in the team shouted out. This was the real Razor Ball, not like Baal’s so-called skill Razor Ball.