After Breaking the Persona, I Reach the Peak of My Life

Chapter 650 - 640: Inconceivable

Bi Xia’s height is now about 1.73 meters after the system, but among male heights, Bi Xia’s height can only be considered medium-low.And An Yi’s height is approximately 1.81 meters, with a height difference of about eight centimeters between them.

Bi Xia grabbed An Yi’s collar with her head raised, her starry eyes coldly staring at An Yi. Despite An Yi’s obvious height advantage, Bi Xia showed no disadvantage at all. Her inherent coldness and power forced An Yi to bend down, his waist unable to straighten as if it were being pressed down by a thousand-pound jack.

Everyone was stunned by Bi Xia’s sudden move, some even confused.

Maybe others didn’t know, but Bi Xia saw it clearly. When Meng Chi seized the ball, An Yi stretched his foot next to Meng Chi’s foot, tripping Meng Chi to the ground, and most importantly, Bi Xia noticed that An Yi kicked Meng Chi’s calf!

"Do you really think I can’t touch you?" Bi Xia coldly looked at An Yi, twisted An Yi’s arm behind his back with a swift motion.

"Bi Xia! It’s not break time now. If you dare touch me, I guarantee it won’t be like before, easily suppressed!" An Yi said hoarsely while struggling.

Bi Xia gathered all her strength onto her wrist, making it impossible for An Yi to break free despite his struggle.

Upon hearing An Yi’s words, Bi Xia coldly smiled, "Do you think I would be afraid of you?!"

"Heh," An Yi sneered, "It looks like you saw it, but so what if you did? No one else saw it besides you."

Saying this, An Yi quickly broke free when Bi Xia’s grip loosened, holding his wrist while apologizing to Meng Chi, "Little brother, I’m really sorry. I didn’t do it on purpose. Quickly call someone to check it out."

An Yi then turned to Bi Xia, sneering, "Mr. Jiu, it’s just a game, don’t take it so seriously."

Heh, Mr. Jiu? He’s just Fourth Young Master’s newly recognized brother. If Fourth Young Master was serious, he would be here. He most likely just said it for fun.

Looking at Xu Renfei, An Yi lowered his eyes, his expression returning to its usual gentle look. Luo Liu isn’t here, what do you all count for?

Watching An Yi’s departing figure, Bi Xia’s lips slightly parted, slowly forming a bloodthirsty curve. Her starry eyes darkened to an almost red hue in an invisible scene.

"Boss..." Meng Chi’s voice suddenly sounded, Bi Xia paused, and the blue in her eyes quickly dissipated.

Coming to Meng Chi’s side, she crouched down and lightly covered his leg, seeing the accompanying doctor carefully examine Meng Chi’s leg to prevent accidents.

After examining, the doctor slightly frowned, "Luckily, this happened on the beach, which has a cushioning effect."

Pointing to Meng Chi’s knee, the doctor said, "The knee is scraped and needs to be disinfected and bandaged. Also, I noticed a ligament strain in his calf. He needs to rest well and avoid vigorous activities for a while."

"I understand," Bi Xia slowly stood up, looking at Meng Chi who raised his head to look at her. She faintly said, "Chi, this round, you sit out."

"Boss..."

"Hurry up!" Bi Xia coldly ordered.

Xu Renfei took a deep breath, patted Meng Chi on the shoulder, and said to Bi Xia, "Little Jiu’er, should we substitute?"

"No need," watching Meng Chi being helped off the field, Bi Xia turned around, her starry eyes coldly looking at An Yi, "Ten people, that’s enough!"

Laughing softly, Bi Xia turned and casually walked towards the goal, her starry eyes deep and freezing.

As An Yi said, no one saw An Yi’s little tricks, so the game restarted.

Maybe because Meng Chi was off the field, the Seven-Nine team was missing an aid. The forward position was left with a gap, and the Yu Wing team immediately seized the Seven-Nine team’s flaw, launching a fierce attack.

When Yu Yu brought the ball near the goal, he kicked hard, the soccer ball racing towards the goal instantly.

Bi Xia gathered her spiritual power at her feet, starry eyes showing blue, red lips coldly curved up. Instead of jumping to catch the ball, she rushed out of the goal, exerted force, and stopped the ball with her foot, then kicked it hard.

The soccer ball carried all Bi Xia’s strength, directly aiming at Yu Wing’s goal, An Yi who stood not far from the goal watched the ball in shock, too late to dodge, the ball brushing his cheek, entering the goal with a bang.

For a moment, the field was extremely silent, An Yi suddenly collapsed onto the sand, legs weak, face pale, breathing heavily. No, impossible!

Seeing the unbelievable scene she caused, Bi Xia expressionlessly tilted her head, softly saying, "Sorry, couldn’t control the strength."