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Chapter 13 The Ball Game (Part 2)

The game started again soon, but it was obvious that the Slytherin team was in a bad state by Mo Wen's ball just now. In just a short while, the ball was cut off by Riley, and then passed to Mo Wen.

There was another shout at the scene.

Mo Wen took a deep breath, then rushed towards the ground with a dive. The player on the other side who was about to intercept Mo Wen lost Mo Wen's figure in the blink of an eye.

Mo Wen rushed towards the ground like a shell, and then suddenly pulled up again just a few feet from the ground. A big right angle appeared in the eyes of the audience. With this simple action, after Mo Wen returned to his original height, there was only one defender and goalkeeper left in front of him.

His left and right shoulders shook, and Mo Wen made just a fake move and then passed the defensive player. His speed was too fast. He just made the player beat him up and then rushed over.

Facing the goalkeeper who was rushing towards him, Mo Wen easily threw the ball into the goal with a change of direction.

The cheers of the audience rang again. Mo Wen flew around the stadium for half a circle, and many girls screamed at him.

Marcus gritted his teeth and shouted, "Occurrence!"

Under his command, Slytherin's player rushed towards Ravenclaw's goal.

Unfortunately, after a long pass, Mo Wen caught up from behind at nearly twice the speed of the receiver, copied the ball in advance, and rushed towards the opponent's goal quickly. The poor Slytherin player chased Mo Wen's speed, and Mo Wen easily singled the goalkeeper scored another goal.

In a blink of an eye, Ravenclaw scored a few more goals, and the score became 80:0. Slytherin was almost stunned by Mo Wen's speed. Everyone looked at their captain at a loss. Marcus was not a real monster after all, and he still had some brains. Under his command, the batsmen and the ball seekers rushed towards Mo Wen desperately. After the batsmen used their strength to hit a roaming ball at Mo Wen, Mo Wen's speed finally paused.

Then he was surrounded by Slytherin. Marcus and two other chasers and goalkeepers surrounded Mo Wen, blocking all his directions of progress. Looking at Marcus who was rushing towards him with a grim smile, Mo Wen also smiled. Then the ghost flying ball in his hand drifted across a wonderful arc and passed it out from the gap among the two defenders. He reached Riley's hand, who easily scored the ball in the face of the empty goal, with a score of 90:0.

Mo Wen has always trained one skill in Ravenclaw's training, that is, passing. After all, he is just a first-year student and does not have the talent of Harry. It would be good to be able to practice one well. Weiss' positioning for him is also very simple, that is, to rush to the opponent's goal with speed. If multiple people intercept it, pass the ball. It can be said that Mo Wen only knows this move, but because his speed is too fast, Slytherin can't stop him at all, and this tactic is almost unsolvable.

Seeing the opponent score another goal, Marcus almost gritted his teeth and gave his subordinates a wink. The next game seemed very chaotic. Slytherin committed a desperate foul. The two batsmen waved the bat, no matter whether they hit the man or the ball, and the chaser didn't care about the ghost flying ball and almost rushed towards the Ravenclaw's players, almost knocking the Ravenclaw's players down on the broom. Affected by this, Slytherin finally saved some situations, and the score became 110:20, but they still did not stop Mo Wen. Anyone with discerning eyes could see that the victory would still be Ravenclaw's, unless Slytherin's finder now possessed Merlin and directly caught the golden flying thief.

At this moment, the ball was passed to Mo Wen again, and the whole game was filled with shocking cheers. He turned around and threw away the player who intercepted him, and rushed towards the goal. There were only two people, Marcus and the goalkeeper.

Marcus also rushed out with a ferocious look. Due to the angle, he faced Mo Wen head-on this time. Mo Wen shook slightly and opened the angle slightly. Judging from the speed and direction of the two people, Marcus would pass by him, but Marcus suddenly touched the broom and crashed into Mo Wen.

The two of them collided head-on like two meteors, and a loud bang suddenly rang in the air.

"Ah!" Many girls closed their eyes screaming and couldn't bear to look at the scene in front of them. Although Mo Wen was slender, he was only eleven years old after all, and now he was only 1.6 meters tall and big. He was almost regarded as a giant monster.

But the result was unexpected. A figure flew backwards from the broom, but it was not Mo Wen, but Marcus. After all, he was not a real monster. In front of Mo Wen's nearly three times the power of an ordinary adult, Marcus perfectly interpreted what it means to be a mantis arm and sucked out by Mo Wen. He fainted in the air, while Mo Wen paused slightly and continued to rush towards the goal.

He raised the ghost flying ball high, then threw it towards the goal, and the ball flew straight towards the goal. The Slytherin goalkeeper, who had originally seen Marcus knocked away, had his eyes lit up. He found that Mo Wen's direction was a little straight, and he could still reach it. Then he heard a 'sharp' friction sound. The goalkeeper's hands that grabbed the ball failed to block the ball. The ball flew into the goal after hitting the goalkeeper's hands, and the score was 120:20.

Everyone looked at this scene in shock. No one expected that Mo Wen's little body contained such power. He first hit Marcus head-on and nearly two heads taller than him, and then hit the goalkeeper's interception and attacked the ball. Even his teammates did not expect Mo Wen to perform like this. After all, the wizard did not rely on his body to make a living. Although perhaps the wizard in this world is not as thin as those of his fellow competitors in other worlds, Mo Wen's manifestation still lit up his eyes, and his tough playing style is far more shocking than the previous attack.

Mo Wen raised one hand high, and this action immediately detonated the whole audience. "Gurrys! Gurrys!······" A shout that was higher than the whole area resounded throughout the field, and the entire sky could no longer accommodate other sounds.
Chapter completed!
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