The Last Second

Zhang Jun saw Li Yongle panting and supporting his knee a few times. Sweat continued to drip down from his cheeks. He was like a person that could fall down at any time. However, as soon as Zhang Jun started running, Li Yongle would immediately stand straight and track him, eyes glinting. Although sweat constantly seeped out from his skin, his actions were not any slower.

He had been tackled repeatedly and his teammates helped him repeatedly. "If you become soft because of this small matter, I will gladly make you regret for another year!"

"Kaka chose Zhang Jun once again! It is the right choice as Li Yongle is now injured. If Zhang Jun dashes forward, he would be able to break through Zhongyuan's line of defense. Li Yongle is once again confronted with a test!"