Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

Inter Milan's team doctor took out the ice spray from his bag and sprayed it on Ye Chen's ankles.

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"Ye Chen, hold on, and go straight to the hospital on a stretcher later. We'll take a photo of you. You may have a broken ankle!"

The team doctor looked at Ye Chen's swollen ankle and was very worried.

Based on his years of medical knowledge, Ye Chen is likely to break a bone at this time.

Maybe it's still a comminuted fracture!

Casey, who received a yellow card for fouling Ye Chen, first walked over pretendingly, patted Ye Chen on the back, and apologized.

Then he turned his head to look at the coach James Paul on the sidelines, and pointed at Ye Chen.

That gesture seemed to be saying, Boss, the task is completed, Ye Chen was broken by my shovel, and he will end immediately!

Barrera was still angry, he walked over, knelt down and said to Ye Chen:

"Ye, you went to the hospital to take a good rest, the brothers are all here, that boy Casey has to break at least one bone today!"

"Okay, let's fuck him together!"

Ye Chen patted his buttocks and stood up.

He turned a few times on the ground with his ankles, doing something similar to warming up his ankles before a game.

Barrera: ? ? ?

Team doctor:? ? ?

After Cassie signaled to Giampaolo that the task was completed, she turned her head contentedly, only to see Ye Chen standing straight up.

He was surprised: "Uh, why did you stand up?"

"Ye Chen, are you crazy! Sit down quickly, the broken bones in your ankle will fall apart!" the team doctor roared.

Ye Chen scratched his head and touched his ankle with his hand.

The severe pain when he was just shoveled down by Casey has completely disappeared.

The big swollen bumps on the ankles are also gone.

Now, Ye Chen feels that his ankle is very healthy, flexible and full of strength.

It is more powerful than before it was uprooted!

"Hey!"

He bent his knees and made a jump on the spot!

Seeing Ye Chen jumping so high, the team doctor was stunned.

"You, is your ankle okay?"

Barrera was surprised.

"Didn't you say you had a broken bone? Why is Ye Chen acting as if he's fine?"

And the instigator of this vicious foul, Casey, was completely dumbfounded!

He saw Ye Chen bouncing around in place, feeling incredible.

"I'll go, this kid was nailed by me, he was obviously in pain just now, it will be less than a minute, will it be alright?"

Kathy raised her foot and touched the hard studs of her shoes, question marks were written all over her forehead.

What none of them knew was.

After Ye Chen realized the Shaolin Kungfu of [Iron Cloth Shirt Golden Bell Cover], he gained the trait of immunity to injury and disease!

No matter how bad the foul was, it could only bring physical pain to Ye Chen.

But it doesn't stop at the pain!

Ye Chen's muscles and bones will never be injured!

Say goodbye to injuries from now on!

"It's okay, it's okay, everyone, let's go, let's continue to kick off!"

Ye Chen signaled to the referee that he was fine and could continue the game.

In the South Stand of San Siro Stadium, [-] Inter Milan fans in the away game applauded Ye Chenbao enthusiastically!

"He stood up, Ye Chen stood up!"

"He seems to be all right? Oh my God, what Casey did just now made my heart pop out of my throat!"

"Casey, this beast, is also thanks to Ye Chen's young age and good health. If it were the veteran Candreva who used to play this position, his leg would have been broken long ago!"

"Ye Chen is a man, damn it, next time he will return to Casey!"

"Go back, Ye Chen go back!"

Although Ye Chen escaped with his injury immunity card and avoided the tragedy of being broken.

But the siege against Ye Chen has just begun!

The 56th minute of the game.

Inter Milan took a high ball from the backcourt.

"Mine!" Ye Chen jumped up to fight for it.

"It's my turn this time!" Biglia rushed from three meters away, sprinted and jumped towards Ye Chen.

On the surface, he was going to compete with Ye Chen for the top spot.

But Biglia pushed his knees high on purpose, hitting Ye Chen's chest!

Ye Chen was already prepared.

Just you messing with me, isn't I messing with you?

He also raised his elbows high!

"Fuck!"

"what!"

Both of them let out a scream.

It was Ye Chen who called "Fuck!" He was hit hard by Biglia's rock-hard kneecap to the ribs of his chest!

The whole person flew two meters away and flung across the ground.

It was Biglia who called "Ah!", and his side was not much better.

The brow bone was cracked by Ye Chen's raised elbow, blood was spilled on the grass on the spot!

Two people, both lying on the ground, groaning.

However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Biglia's foul was worse and more harmful!

In the studio, General Fan Zhiyi burst out with foul language in front of tens of millions of viewers across the country watching the live broadcast!

"It's mlgb's little grandson of Biglia." Fan Zhiyi slammed his fist on the studio table, "It's obvious that he's going for someone. He's going to destroy Ye Chen!"

Duan Xuan, the always calm commentator, is also getting nervous now.

He stuck the pen that recorded the data into the table with a click, and was furious!

"Obviously, from Casey before to Biglia just now, AC Milan is deliberately trying to abolish Ye Chen, just to make him get injured!"

"This is not playing football, this is murder!"

Fan Zhiyi watched Ye Chen close his glasses in pain, covered his ribs and panted heavily, his heart clenched tightly.

"My god, don't break Ye Chen's ribs. This position is very close to the heart. If the fracture is seriously misplaced, the tip of the rib may scrape the heart. This will be troublesome!"

It's not just Duan Xuan and Fan Zhiyi who are worried about Ye Chen.

Fans of Inter Milan and Ye Chen who were standing in front of the TV all over the country were also worried!

"Fuck, Biglia is playing Muay Thai!"

"I figured it out, AC Milan is playing leaf-cutting tactics, just like playing basketball, staring at Ye Chen alone, and Casey got a yellow card, so Bigglia will play!"

"What a despicable tactic, Giampaolo is really shameless!"

"It's so annoying to see, I really want to rush into the arena and beat people!"

Biglia covered his face and sat up.

The palm of the hand was scarlet.

Although the corners of his eyes were bleeding and his browbones ached, he was very proud of himself.

"I'm just a little out of shape, and you, Ye Chen, I probably broke your ribs!"

But the referee only showed Biglia a yellow card!

This aroused the anger of the Inter Milan players. They surrounded the referee and asked for an explanation for Ye Chen.

The referee said: "Both sides have fouled and caused damage to each other, but Biglia made a bigger move, so a yellow card is shown!"

Varela was in a hurry, "Looking at your logic, shouldn't Ye Chen get a yellow card and Biglia get a red card!"

Just as the players of Inter Milan surrounded the referee and chattered for an explanation.

Ye Chen stood up unsteadily.

He covered his ribs, rubbed them, and took a deep breath.

Biglia sat on the ground waiting for the team doctor to stop the bleeding because of pain in his brow bone.

Suddenly, he saw Ye Chen walking towards him as if he was fine.

Biglia thought it was the disfigured blood flowing into his eyes, but he was wrong and rubbed his eyes.

"Ah, it's really Ye Chen!"

Ye Chen walked towards him, pointed to his surprised eyes and said: "You are so fucking cruel, so cruel, it hurts so much that my brain is smoking, okay, okay, I will remember!"

Boom!Boom!

Ye Chen sneered, and punched his chest twice, which was hit by his knees just now, mocking Biglia who looked bewildered.

"I, Ye Chen's bones, can also be broken by a piece of trash like you? Stand up, let's keep kicking!"