Half Time.
The stadium was boiling with excitement as the audience talked with bright smiles all over their faces.
"Can you believe it? The Flame Tiger is leading by 2-0."
"No one can believe it!"
"Ah! It is so fun to watch."
"Is that your favorite player?"
"Gang, of course. Scoring two goals with powerful shots is incredible."
"Ah, I can't wait for the second match to start."
As the audience were discussing excitedly about the match, the Dust Valley Sect disciples sat with gloomy expressions.
"Senior brother, can our team come back and win?" a female disciple asked.
"How would I know? Those two stupid outer court disciples are useless. They can't even defeat ordinary gangsters."
"Our sect would lose a lot of face if they were to lose to them today."
"If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have joined them to play."
This was the thought of all the inner and core disciples. They were filled with regret.
