"Keep it! Keep it! The tall one is going to head the ball. Do stop it
Cui Yong's voice was almost hoarse, but he had to roar for fear that an Sudong would kick the ball.
Fan Xi stands behind and looks at an Sudong's pattern control. Cheng Yan also stands beside him. They look at each other. Then fan Xi says with a smile, "how can you block an's younger martial brother?"
"Let's see how I scored!"
Ansu Dong whispered. The ball was shoveled by the tip of his right foot, and the football soared into the air. The football was spinning like a top.
All eyes were focused on an Sudong's feet. When an Sudong raised his right foot, Cui Yong and Shen Kong heard their heart beat nervously.
"He wants to force a goal... But he can't do it without angle."
Ge Wen couldn't see an Sudong's action clearly from his original position. He ran and changed his angle. He just saw the ball flying. Ge Wen covered his mouth in an instant. What's his play.
"I've been a referee for so many times. I've never seen such a strong football player. Even a first-line player in China doesn't have the ability to control the ball and psychological quality. He's a genius in football."
The referee Wei Tong clenched the whistle in his mouth, clenched his fists, and read this sentence unconsciously. Now he was more excited than an Sudong. When an Sudong raised his right foot, he could not help but quickly ran to an Sudong's side and watched his action attentively.
"How can you kick around? A good chance is wasted like this. Don't you see the tight defense of Tianhe football team?"?! It would be a miracle if we could score
Wang Weijie jumps in the back. Although he is far away from the goal, with years of football experience, he can see the rhythm of compulsory goal.
Shen Kong said with Cui Yong beside him, his eyes full of satire, "this man is stupid, we defend like this, he also wants to score, it's just impossible!"
"Don't take it seriously. This man is very talented. Maybe there is a special way to score goals. We'd better be safe."
Cui Yong doesn't believe that an Sudong can score goals, but an Sudong gives him too much shock. Up to now, his heart is still a little trembling. Cui Yong once played with the players of Huaxia national football team, but compared with an Sudong, they are both underground and in the sky.
When the ball was about to fall on the top of an Sudong's head, an Sudong took off with a bow, bent his head 90 degrees and hit the football.
Fan Xi shakes her head after seeing an Sudong's action. "It's not upside down golden hook. Although it's a good move, if I were you, I would definitely use upside down golden hook. It's much more handsome than this. Younger martial brother an's posture is just like a shrimp. It's not beautiful at all!"
"If I were you, I would use one foot in the air to show the momentum of breaking mountains and rivers with one foot!"
Cheng Yan is very excited when he talks about this action.
"It's really vulgar. If I were a dragon, I would wag my tail. That's the most handsome posture. It's more in line with my temperament." But Dong Feng said.
It's annoying to hear Wang Weijie's quarrel in the back, so he just shakes to fan Xi's side.
When Cui Yong saw the football flying over, he cried eagerly, "block it with your head!"
Shen Kong is the tallest. He only has the ball in his eyes. He is calculating the height and distance of the ball!
"Deng! Deng! Deng
Shen Kong stepped back quickly, but he found that even if he jumped to the top, let alone with his head, he could not touch the ball with his hands.
"Finished, the speed of the ball is too fast, he can't catch up, I don't know if the ball can be scored!"
Gewen took the water cup in his hand and drank it unconsciously. He had already finished it, but Gewen didn't know it.
"In! Come in! Go in
Wang Weijie didn't feel like he is now for a long time. It's like the feeling of scoring for the first time. He is both happy and excited.
Listen to Wang Weijie excited roar, a Niu a face of impatience, "will certainly enter, my younger martial brother an hand, shot in vain!"
"It's over. I can't catch up!"
Shen Kong knew that he could not catch up. With the relaxation of his heart, he slowed down at his feet.
"Don't go in! Don't go in
Cui Yong prayed in his heart, watching the football across his head, Shen Kong chasing, and the ball flying towards the goal. He gritted his teeth and dared not blink.
"Going in..."
Gavin can't help whispering!
"The speed of the ball is so fast that no one can stop it!"
Wei Tong muttered to himself that an Su Dong's move of passing the ball over his head made Wei Tong speechless and wonderful.
"Bang!"
The goalkeeper of Tianhe football team is a tall and big young man, wearing No.3 shirt. When the ball flies, he judges the trajectory of the ball. In a moment, he reflects that the speed of the ball has exceeded the limit of his judgment. He has no time to think about it. He pushes his right foot on the ground and jumps directly from the ground.
The ball still passed through his fingertips, but he didn't catch it and scored.
The third goalkeeper of Tianhe football team couldn't help scolding, "grass!"
"Ha ha, the ball is in. It's amazing!"
Wang Weijie cheered and cheered. He was thinking about who he would embrace. He didn't have a normal person in his football team.
"You can enter the trough like this!"
Cui Yong looks dull. He doesn't move. He doesn't know what to say.
"If those people are at this level, I feel like we're going to lose."
Shen Kong came back decadent and stood beside Cui Yong. His voice was feeble.
"It doesn't look good. Maybe we'll lose."
Gavin put his head in his hands and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Not bad, younger martial brother an. It's just a little embellishment. It's a little ugly."
With a smile on his face, an Sudong came to fan Xi and went to their half area together.
"Tianhe football team continues to serve!"
Wei Tong thought that an Sudong would celebrate and dance a hot dance. Unexpectedly, there was no reaction at all. Only Wang Weijie looked very happy. Wei Tong was also surprised by this calmness. Since they didn't celebrate, let's serve directly.
Cui Yong held his breath and took the ball to the line in the middle of the field. Cui Yong pushed away the person who wanted to serve. He wanted to serve himself.
"Younger martial brother, it's my turn to shoot this time. I must score a goal smartly!"
Fan Xi is ready.
An Sudong naturally knew what Fan Xi meant and warned him in advance, "brother fan, don't overdo it. Don't do anything beyond the limit of human beings. Our appearance is conspicuous enough. If you want to fly the moon in the air or anything, you will scare the athletes in the opposite direction!"