Baal's tank-like body was already in motion, performing agile movements that belied his physique.
His whole body leaned to the side, with his entire weight pressed onto his left leg, as his right leg lifted back to its limit, maximizing the distance between his foot and the ball.
Bang!
The moment his foot made contact with the ball, it rocketed towards Li Xiu like a cannon shot.
The ball flew low, and as it passed, the grass on the ground was blown aside by the airflow. In an instant, it was at Li Xiu's abdomen.
With the ball at this height, it was impossible to use the previous lifting method, and Li Xiu didn't have time to dodge.
The Fat Man was already ready to call for medical personnel, but then saw Li Xiu suddenly clench his hands together like a sledgehammer, smashing the ball in front of him.
The soccer ball's trajectory was altered by the impact, bouncing off the ground and flying out.
