Due to Zhao Ritian's involvement, the Huaqing University and Capital University's students almost broke into a fight. Their chests heaved heavily, annoyed at each other.
Fifteen minutes later, the second half of the match began!
"Damn it, go kick his *ss!"
Capital University's players had their morale boosted. They threw the bottles in their hands on the ground and swore revenge.
Meanwhile, Huaqing University's side was unbelievably calm, looking as though they were already guaranteed a sure win.
"It seems that Zhao Ritian is getting serious." murmurs grew from within the quiet stadium. The sound came from Huaqing University's audience, carrying with it a trembling tone of idolization.
"I feel it too. After this, Capital University will probably face a humiliating defeat."
"Next is Zhao Ritian's one-man show. I can't wait!"
"Shh, quiet. Please start your show."
