After staying in the hospital for a while, Ling Feng found an excuse to pee and urinate. Apart from his sore legs, he was not injured at all. Besides, he got so many merit values ​​at once, Ling Feng couldn't wait to realize the Ruyi Things Control Technique.

Clicking on the special item store, Ling Feng immediately entered the merit value, and at the same time he was busy clicking to buy, and a golden light flashed into his body instantly.

Ling Feng shivered all over, and a line of words immediately appeared in his mind: The novice is on the road, and the Ruyi object control technique has been completed in his first grade. Practitioners must remember that this set of immortal techniques must be combined with their own immortal power. Those with superior immortal power can move around.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and saw that there was a test of his actual control below, so he immediately clicked on the test.

Immediately another line of words flashed out: the tester was weak and could control pencils, erasers and other things, and to control the time to last for two hours.

Ling Feng had not had high requirements at first, and he had no idea how to move mountains and fill the sea. He was definitely satisfied with him when he could control something from the beginning.

Then, he immediately began to control the pencil of punishing evil and promoting good with his mind. Sure enough, the pencil slowly flew up. Although it was a little difficult, it was enough to make Ling Feng overjoyed.

With his successful control of things, Ling Feng's third-class disabled in his personal information was officially replaced by Ruyi's Dawei Dafa Xiaochucheng. After this period of hard work, his personal strength, merit value, hearse, and property have been updated.

Only the subordinates are left, and the Ghost Yamen and others are still in a vacant state. The system reminds these positions to be filled as soon as possible. As the godson of the King of Hell, the first major task is to create a small palace of Yama on earth, with its own yamen, judges, ghost servants, hears, etc. As the saying goes, sparrows must have all the small internal organs, so that they can truly share the worries of the King of Hell.

Thinking about his future "better life", Ling Feng is full of expectations.

When he returned to school the next day, Ling Feng was in a very good mood. After repeated trials over the night, this art of controlling things was much more refined.

"What's the situation?" But just as Ling Feng stepped into the school gate, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the school was a little nervous. Many people were running to the playground, shouting desperately, "This time our school is over."

Ling Feng scratched his head and followed them in surprise. As soon as he arrived at the playground, he found that the school's football team was playing against Experimental Middle School.

These two middle schools have a tradition of football competitions. Once a year, they are full of gunpowder and they are very popular every year. Almost every time, Haizhou Middle School loses the game.

For this reason, the principal vomited blood after each competition. Of course, this is not because he cares much about the competition, but because he can't stand the ridicule of the people in Experimental Middle School.

At this moment, the first half is coming to an end, and Haizhou Middle School has fallen behind with a big score of 0:3.

All the students looked disappointed, and the principal Zhang Hu's face was even red and his teeth were chewing.

On the contrary, almost all of the Experimental Middle School crossed their legs, their eyes full of disdain. Many people were talking sarcastic. It seemed that every year when they came to Haizhou Middle School to abuse people, and even the main players were already out of the field, and they were basically substitutes on the field.

That kind of condescending contempt made every Haizhou Middle School particularly angry.

"It's over, I played like this in the first half. I don't know what I'll be abused in the second half!"

"I heard that our principal Zhang Hu and the principal of Experimental Middle School bet that if anyone loses this competition, they will kowtow three times to the winner, and they will have to face all the teachers and students in the school. It seems that our school's face will be really lost now."

"Yes, when we meet people from Experimental Middle School in the future, we will inevitably be ridiculed by them. Damn it, I feel so angry when I think about it!"

...

When they came to their class, Li Qiang and others couldn't help but mutter, and almost everyone was in extreme depression.

At this moment, the system suddenly issued an alarm: Note that in the future, the morale of all living beings in the area under your jurisdiction, is severely frustrated and their emotions are very unstable. As their master, you should do something!

Faint! This system is so irritating. The King of Hell actually needs to improve morale. This is also drunk.

However, Ling Feng was also angry when he saw Experimental Middle School insulting his school so much.

Now he has mastered the Ruyi object control method. Although it is only the primary stage, controlling a football should not be a problem.

At this moment, the referee blew the whistle of the first half.

The teams of both sides returned to their respective rest areas.

The experimental middle school was very imposing, and almost all the team members on his side were lowering their heads, which was particularly despair.

And at this time, the players were injured, and it was obvious that the situation in the second half was even worse than expected.

"Haha, these useless things are so rookie. I think they can't even organize the team in the second half. Should we play him crazy 10:0 in the second half?"

"Okay, is there any point with these people? I don't want to go to the second half, so I'd just let our women's team go up and compete with them. I think they can only fight with women!"

"That's right! Maybe we will be abused by our women's team!"

Opposite the people from the Experimental Middle School football team kept mocking each other, and did not give Haizhou Middle School any face at all.

And right in the center of their rest area.

A four-eyed frog was fanning a middle-aged man with a big belly, and kept saying, "Principal, do you think where will Zhang Hu kowtow to you later? I'm good at taking photos as a souvenir!"

"I think it's best to be under the flagpole of their school." The middle-aged man laughed and looked at Zhang Hu opposite him with contempt.

At this moment, Principal Zhang Hu was so angry that his face turned green.

"Coach, I'm afraid I can't do it in the second half..." On the side of the Haizhou Middle School football team, a player was lying on a stretcher and clenched his fists.

"It's okay, I really can't do it!" the coach shouted, and at this moment he felt more aggrieved than anyone else.

To be honest, the gap between Haizhou Middle School and Experimental Middle School is already very big, and this year they have specially hired European coaches, and their level is definitely much better than that in China. What's even more unlucky is that before the battle, several main players of Haizhou Middle School football team were unable to play for various reasons, which also made the game so miserable.

"Why don't you let me try it?" Ling Feng suddenly shouted.

"You? Ling Feng from Class 301? You can play football?" The captain next to him obviously felt that this was a joke.

"I can play twice, maybe I can score a goal when I go on the court!" Ling Feng said quite surely.

"Take twice? Can you still score a goal? Ling Feng, don't spend time here. I know you know the big guys in society. They are very glorious in the school during this period, but this is a game about the honor of the school. Please don't act like a joke?" The captain of the football team immediately said with a heavy voice.

"I didn't treat it as a joke, you treated it as a joke, and the ball was so good that you would be embarrassed to talk to others." Ling Feng ignored him and went up without changing the uniform.

"You?" The football captain's face turned pale in an instant.

"Forget it, Shaokang, I'm going to lose this game anyway, let him go. You and I can't afford to offend the Axe Club!" The coach sighed. With Ling Feng's appearance, he was completely desperate about this game.

However, with Ling Feng's appearance, the people from the Experimental Middle School football team immediately began to sneer.

"There is really no one in Haizhou Middle School. Even such a non-professional person has come on the court. Let us ask our team doctor if we don't have time, so he can also play with his feet." After saying this, almost everyone couldn't help laughing.

"Ah, Brother Feng has also played, can he play football?"

"I've been with him for three years and I don't seem to have seen him touch the ball. What's the rhythm?"

"It's over, I don't dare to watch it anymore!"

Listening to Li Qiang and the others' confused words, the people from the Experimental Middle School were almost tilted.

"Principal, it seems that we will definitely lose this time. Why don't I discuss with Principal Wang of Experimental Middle School? Let's just forget about the bet?" Next to Zhang Hu, the school teacher wiped the cold sweat from his face and said hurriedly.

"Don't admit defeat. Even if I really kneel down, I will never give in!" Zhang Hu was quite strong and slapped his thighs and screamed.

Soon with a whistle, the second half began. The morale of the Haizhou Middle School football team was depressed and lifeless. The Experimental Middle School football team was full of spring breeze and their footwork became better and better. The ball was quickly in their hands, and after a few perfect passes, the football was swept into the penalty area.

Moreover, the goalkeeper fell to the ground tragically at this moment, and was about to be attacked again.

Suddenly, someone took action, and he actually broke the football, and it was broken for too second. The football seemed to run with him, and it quickly passed the midfield. He also passed three opponents alone, and his footwork was simply amazing.

In an instant, all the people in Haizhou Middle School stretched their necks.

"Who is this person?" Principal Zhang Hu stood up suddenly.

"He, he seems to be Ling Feng who has just replaced him!" The school teacher stuttered as he spoke. Obviously, he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him...
Chapter completed!