Chapter 582

"It's not lost, it's too brave. Look at the other players in Penglai team. What are they doing? WOW! They didn't even care

The commentator said, "they are all fighting for each other. No one has the intention to help the No. 8 player. Looking back at the peninsula team, the whole team seems to be iron and orderly in attack and defense. See, the defender of the peninsula team has started to intercept, Kojiro and the other two strikers have crossed the midline and are ready for the defender to pass the ball."

"The defender of peninsula team has contacted with No. 8 of Penglai team. It only needs one foot, and one foot can snatch the football!" The commentator beside yelled excitedly.

It seems that he is a fan of the peninsula team. If the peninsula team wins, he can win millions of games

The commentator just finished, a look of surprise appeared on his face, "the No. 8 player of Penglai team successfully broke through. My God, the No. 8 player actually broke through two defenders of peninsula team, which can be called a miracle."

On the court, fan Xi passed with the ball, making the guards of the two Peninsula teams play in circles, and then a bull's tail passed, so the ball went around the two guards. Fan Xi made a small jump, caught the football directly, and then began to attack the other team's goal.

"What happened?" Kojiro yelled in the front, "stop him, hurry up!"

The other two strikers were also confused. They thought No. 8 of Penglai team was a parallel. After all, the No. 8 of Huaxia team has never appeared. It seems that No. 8 player of Playboy can easily pass their two guards, which is unbelievable.

The spectators outside the stadium were also surprised. They thought that the peninsula team deliberately released water. Many people have begun to roar dissatisfied and cheer them up.

Kojiro looked at fan Xi actually crossed their two defenders in the back court, and then drove straight along the bottom line, with an unstoppable posture.

Let him continue to break through, to his goal, looking at the fierce No. 8 player, the goalkeeper and the guard standing outside the restricted area can hold completely is a puzzle.

Their Peninsula team plays a team from China. It's the winning ticket. There are countless spectators sitting outside. If they are really preempted by the other team, the joke will be very big. It's estimated that people all over the world will laugh at their Peninsula team.

"Captain, I can't stand it!" The guard who had been thrown away was panting.

Kojiro gritted his teeth and knew that he could only do all he could to defend at this time. Looking at the other players in Penglai team, they were indifferent, as if they were not happy for their teammates' successful breakthrough.

"Pass!" Kojiro turned his head and looked at the forward beside him, "what's the ghost of Penglai team? Where did it come from?"

Yamaguchi looks confused. When asked about this topic, he asked who he would play against teams from other countries. They would do their homework in advance and watch the videos of other teams. But is it necessary for Chinese teams?

Chinese football is as bad as rotten cabbage. Who is in the mood to pay attention to such a group of people? One or two players are absent on the field, and they are all sure to win.

In the face of a strong enemy, they have to play a million spirit, in the face of crayons, they will instinctively ignore.

"I don't know!"

"Back to defense, back to defense!" The head coach of the peninsula team, a man with a big beard, has started to shout on the sidelines.

Shame, it's the biggest shame of the World League this year.

Commentator two people look at each other, can't believe this year's Chinese Penglai team will have such an excellent forward.

"See, the coach of the peninsula team is yelling for all the players to come back to defense. This is to use 11 people to block the No. 8 player of Penglai team."

"Yes, it's incredible. The players of Penglai team look very ugly, and they actually..."

"Cough..." another commentator coughed.

The commentator realized that he had lost his stance and said with a dry smile: "there is such an excellent striker who forces the peninsula team to be in a mess. But now the No. 8 player of the other team has gone deep into the bottom line and is about to make a move. Can we really have time to defend at this time?"

The commentator next to him shook his head and said, "it's too late. There are as many as seven strikers and defenders in the half court. It's too late for him to run back. Is it the No.8 player of Penglai team who scored the first goal today?"

"I think player No. 8 has a lot of momentum. I believe it will be the best goal of all the national games today."

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The two commentators were also excited. From the moment they came on the stage, they were not optimistic about the Penglai team. Now they have to admit that this Penglai team is different from other Chinese teams when they watch fan Xi's amazing control of the ball.

The key point of a game lies in the number of goals scored and the advantage of the star team to win, but the weak will fight back and finally turn the whole situation around, which is what journalists are looking forward to.

There are too few miracles in the world. Every time there is a miracle, people will pay attention to it. The two commentators on the sidelines are also looking forward to the miracle created by Penglai team here.

"It's going to break the door!" A commentator stood up excitedly, "look, player No. 8 has come to the other side's penalty area, and the back guard of peninsula team is completely left behind. At this time, even if the forward comes back to support, it's too late. Is this the first one today..."

The two commentators' excited tongues almost fell off, ready to explain the first miracle goal today. But before they finished, they really bit their tongues, but they didn't care about the pain at all. They looked at fan Xi in surprise and dullness.

"The number eight... He's really lost?" One commentator covers his mouth and stares.

When fan Xi was about to score, suddenly in front of thousands of people, he came out from the other side's penalty area. He didn't shoot at all, OK?

"Nest!"

Wang Weijie is sweating and excited. His liver is shaking. A historic goal is about to appear. But at this time, fan Xi turns around and meets a beautiful woman. They are ready to go straight to the theme. Suddenly, a beautiful woman comes and says, "I've come to my relatives. What a tragic scene.".

"Again." Cui Yong is more calm. He has personally experienced fan Xi's style. He knows what Fan Xi is going to do.

Ge Wen also covered his face, did not know whether to cry or laugh, "this fan Xi brother is too good at playing, actually came to Los Angeles to play this set, I can't bear to look directly at."