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When Lin Fan said he wanted to win the World Cup, the two foreigners laughed so hard one even rolled on the ground.

"Hahaha..."

"I'm going to die laughing. He actually said he wants to capture the World Cup—this is the funniest joke I've heard all year!"

"Why don't these Huaxia people have any self-awareness? Since the inception of the World Cup, Huaxia's team has only reached it once, and that was just pure luck. In fact, Huaxia football is simply not good; they didn't score a single goal and didn't advance from the group stage! Now, he shamelessly claims they will win the World Cup. Isn't that laughable!"

"And what did he just say, that he wants to buy a football club? Hahaha, that's hilarious. Does he even have the money for that? Just boasting here!"

The two foreigners mocked freely.

The officers couldn't stand it anymore.

The captain couldn't help but chime in, "That's enough. You two foreigners, don't be so arrogant here. Whether or not Mr. Lin can win the World Cup isn't for us to say, but as for buying a football club, that shouldn't be a problem. Do you even know that Mr. Lin is the richest man in Yun City?"

"What?"

The two foreigners were stunned. The richest man in Yun City?

They scrutinized Lin Fan with great surprise. To be the richest in Yun City and so young—Lin Fan really is something extraordinary!

"Hmph!"

The foreigners snorted coldly, "Even if he's the richest in Yun City, so what? Does having money mean you can do whatever you want? Even if he buys a football club, it doesn't prove anything. As far as I know, although Huaxia is quite powerful and has a population of 1.4 billion, you can't find 11 people who can play soccer. So what good is having money?"

Lin Fan waved over a nearby officer and said, "Brother, toss me your football."

The officer happened to be holding a football, and although he didn't know what Lin Fan intended, he tossed it to him.

Lin Fan caught the ball and smiled slightly at the foreigners, "Besides having money, how about some football skills like this? Does that offer some hope?"

Saying this, Lin Fan tossed the football into the air, took two steps back, and suddenly spun around, kicking the ball fiercely.

Whoosh!

The ball flew with an air-piercing momentum past the tip of the foreigner's nose. The sheer force, like a strong wind, twisted the muscles on the foreigner's face.

The ball shot out like a bullet through the air.

Bam!

The football crossed more than half the field, crashed violently into the goal post on the other side, and dented it deeply, embedding itself firmly in the indentation.

The entire goal shuddered violently, buzzing loudly.

Astonishment!

Astonishment filled the whole field!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The two foreigners gaped, speechless.

Is this...?

Did this really happen?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it was real. But what unfolded before them was undeniable reality, truly seen by all.

Lin Fan's powerful shot sent the ball flying over half the field, precisely hitting the goalpost. What kind of skill was this? And most shocking of all, the kick actually knocked the post down!

This inevitably reminded one of basketball, where O'Neal, known as "The Big Shamu," once shattered the hoop with a dunk, showcasing incredible strength.

But even O'Neal's feat was nothing compared to Lin Fan!

The gust from the soccer ball as it flew past twisted the foreigner's face and left a lingering ache in the facial muscles.

One foreigner was almost scared out of his wits.

Trembling.

Suddenly, a thought seemed to strike the foreigner.

He exclaimed in horror, "Shaolin Soccer, you're from Shaolin Soccer! Oh my, you Huaxia people really know Kung Fu!"

"What, could it be, he really is incorporating Kung Fu into soccer? If that's like the movies, what's the point of even playing?"

Lin Fan's kick was merely to quiet the arrogant foreigners.

Having achieved his goal, he said nothing more and turned to leave.

He walked over to Loli and said, "The match is over. Shall we go?"

Loli nodded, "Yeah."

In Loli's eyes was pure admiration for Lin Fan. Lin Fan was truly awesome; that kick left the two foreigners silent.

The two left the soccer field, leaving behind a crowd still in shock.

Lin Fan suddenly seemed to sense something and turned his head. His gaze landed on the wire fence outside the field, where he saw the limping uncle kneeling on the ground, looking at him with a complex expression.

Lin Fan didn't pay it much mind and walked out with Loli.

They returned to the badminton hall they had passed earlier.

As they walked, a burly man approached them, saying, "Sir, do you remember me?"

Lin Fan recalled; this burly man claimed to be a weightlifter aiming for Olympic gold. He had previously invited Lin Fan to a strength competition, but Lin Fan had declined.

"What's up?" Lin Fan asked politely.

The burly man said, "I saw the badminton you crushed and was really impressed, because I don't think I could do it myself. I figure you must be pretty strong, so I wanted to spar with you."

Loli said, "Sorry, we've got things to do. I don't think it's necessary."

The burly man said, "It won't take much of your time."

"You're Hong Army, right? I've heard people call you the Military God? Are you really that awesome?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind. A robust foreigner approached with a proud look directed at the burly man.

"I am Hong Army. And you are?" the burly man asked.

The robust foreigner replied, "I'm Jackson! A weightlifter from France. I enjoy challenging top athletes and heard you're quite famous in Yun City, so I came specifically to challenge you! Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

Hong Army's expression turned serious. "Jackson from France, a renowned athlete. Wow, you want to challenge me? Sure, right this way!"

Hong Army specifically asked Lin Fan, "Hey brother, interested in watching this?"

Lin Fan said, "Alright."

So Lin Fan and Loli followed along.

The news quickly spread.

"The Military God is being challenged by a foreigner!"

"Whoa, really? Let's go check it out!"

"This is going to be exciting!"

People buzzed with curiosity and quickly gathered at the weightlifting venue, packing the small venue to the brim.

Hong Army led the foreigner Jackson to the venue where they prepared to compete.

The contest would be conducted according to Olympic rules, consisting of the snatch and clean and jerk. The snatch involves lifting the barbell with both hands and squatting deeply, then raising the barbell overhead and standing up, passing if successfully done.

The clean and jerk involves grabbing the barbell and standing up with it at shoulder height, then lifting it overhead. If completed, it's a pass.

Generally, the clean and jerk is easier than the snatch, so its weight is usually heavier.

With top athletic talent kicking in, Lin Fan quickly grasped the rules of weightlifting just by watching them and instantly became a world-class weightlifter himself.