The Yelv Clan cheered.
There's nothing happier than seeing one's opponent make a mistake, helping one's own side gain an edge.
Such an error can easily cause the opponent to lose confidence in continuing the fight.
But, unexpectedly, the middle-aged man gave a shy smile, turned his body around, and struck the ball again with great force.
This strike was even stronger than the previous one.
The goalkeeper from the Yelv Clan hadn't reacted when the ball darted straight into the hole.
"Well done, Little Tao!"
General Jin shouted joyfully, waving his hands as if about to dance on horseback.
The Yelv Clan was stunned.
Yelv Guza was the first to react, shouting out a string of incomprehensible words, seemingly cursing or reprimanding.
Qin Yuan laughed and said, "This move is truly extraordinary; this return shot was excellent."
Qin Heng delightfully said, "Keep playing like this, and there's no need for extra rounds—I'm so lucky, so happy."
