"Second one."
Qin Yang smiled as he tossed the ball to Zhang Langqiang.
"Hmph, what's there to be proud of? It's just catching one ball. In this kind of match, Brother Qiang has never lost."
Li Dapeng snorted coldly, thinking that Qin Yang's smile looked a bit boastful to him and the others.
A glint flashed in Zhang Langqiang's eyes. A beautifully kicked ball didn't make it, and the spotlight was instead stolen by this kid Qin Yang. However, for him, the first ball was just a warm-up. Next, he'd make sure this kid knew his place.
The Mad Wolf Heart Method was circulating in Zhang Langqiang's body, his muscles filled with explosive power.
"Second ball, start!" Sun Tiantian shouted lightly.
Zhang Langqiang ran a short distance and lifted his foot.
Bang!
The second ball, perfectly aligned, no frills, shot straight at Qin Yang in the center of the goal.
The force was so strong that the grass on the field bent with the wind.
