"Good luck! Good luck! Go, Team China!" With a series of shouts, the students of Hope Primary School dashed out like galloping horses…
"Yiming, catch the ball." The player who served was the flying man, Yang Dezhi.
"Han San!"
"Yiming!"
"Erhu"
"Forging!"
At the start of the second half, the Hope team learned their lesson from the lack of cooperation in the first half. They began to pass the ball continuously to make up for their lack of skill. Although the United team's players were physically stronger than the students of Hope Primary School, they were a little helpless against their tacit cooperation.
"Brother Yang!" Sun saw a gap left by the United team and immediately passed the ball to Yang Dezhi, who had already circled behind! Yang Dezhi took the lead and broke through the midfield! They entered the penalty area and were about to raise their feet to shoot when they saw two blue-eyed white men surrounding them...
"Brother Tian!" Yang Dezhi saw the opportunity and kicked the ball to Long Tianao, who was running on the left side of the sideline.
"Success or failure depends on this move!"
Long Tianao's heart was filled with anger as he watched the ball fly towards him. His entire body was filled with flames. He stared at the rapidly moving ball and the angle of the goal. Just as the ball was about to reach his feet, he suddenly raised his foot and used all his strength to fight! The moment he kicked the ball, he fell to the ground!
The football flew towards the goalkeeper like a fireball in a fiery storm!
Seeing such a fierce flame smashing towards the goal, the burly black man was also shocked. He did not expect that a weak Chinese student, who he had always looked down on, could kick such a powerful ball. However, this was only a flash in his mind. Then, he stared at the flying football and quickly adjusted his angle. He spread his hands and bent his knees, waiting solemnly!
"Bang!" Just like a burning rocket that hit a sturdy bunker, the football and the black man bounced off at the same time!
The players of Team Hope were shocked, the players of Team United were shocked, and even the thousands of spectators in the stands were shocked! Even the referee was shocked!
"Dezhi, it's up to you!" Long Tianao, who was lying on the ground, shouted at the top of his lungs.
It turned out that the ball did not bounce far after being blocked by the black macho man. It landed not far in front of Yang Dezhi!
"Dezhi!" "Dezhi!" The surrounding team members rushed over!
Yang Dezhi also gradually woke up. He ran to the penalty area at the fastest speed and raised his leg to shoot at a blind spot in the goal!
"Bang!" The ball was saved by the goalkeeper again.
"Bang!" At this moment, Hu Yiming also came to the penalty area and followed up with a kick. The ball flew towards the goal again!
"Bang!" It pounced out again!
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" The United Primary School players looked like fools as they watched one Chinese player after another break into their penalty area and bombard their goalkeeper! But he was indifferent! Perhaps they were frightened by the will of the people of China! However, what was unbelievable was that the next few balls were forcefully thrown out by the black burly man. However, Lee Lian Ying's last shot was extremely tricky. The angle of the kick was extremely tricky, and it went straight to the opponent's upper left corner! At this time, the black man lying on the right side of the goal could only raise his body and rush towards the upper left corner without caring about his own safety...
"Shaken ~!" The ball was thrown out again! However, at the same time, the burly man's head hit the doorpost…
The black man could not hold on any longer and finally fell. At this time, the ball fell to Meng Xiaofeng, who was standing on the right side of the penalty area...
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Meng Xiaofeng…
"Brother Meng, it's up to you now."
"Young Master Meng! Kick it!"
"Meng Xiaofeng! Kick it!"
Everyone was cheering non-stop. Looking at the football slowly falling to his feet, Meng Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, and then a wave of heat came from his heart...
"It's time for me, Meng Xiaofeng, to make a name for myself!”Meng Xiaofeng was ecstatic. The goal was less than ten meters away from him, and the opponent's goalkeeper was still lying on the ground. He only needed to kick lightly and he could enter...
Everyone held their breath. Just as they thought the goal was going to go in, another unexpected thing happened. It turned out that because Meng Xiaofeng had delayed for too long, the United team's defenders were initially shocked by the power of the Hope Team, but they slowly came to their senses. Just as Meng Xiaofeng was about to kick the ball, a powerful shovel came from behind him.
"Bang!" Meng Xiaofeng fell heavily to the ground…
"Young Master Meng!"
"Brother Meng!"
"Xiao Feng!"
A large group of people surrounded him, only to see Meng Xiaofeng clutching his right leg and rolling on the ground in pain…
At this moment, the audience exploded with people mocking the Chinese players…
"I didn't expect the Chinese to be so weak. Just like that opportunity just now, any child in our empire could kick in.”A Japanese man on the stage mocked.
"That's right, how can the sick men of East Asia like China be compared to the strong samurai of our Great Japan Empire!”
"Yes, yes!"
"Little Tian, did you see that? That was definitely a malicious foul. Look at that white man's actions just now. He clearly wanted to break Meng Xiaofeng's leg!”
Yang Xiaotian chose to remain silent, but this time, his attitude was completely different. His eyes were already burning with rage, and his fists were clenched tightly. A natural chill emanated from him, causing Deng Chao, who was standing beside him, to feel a chill down his spine…
"This is a foul! Foul!" Qian Hesen, who was in the stands, couldn't hold it in anymore. He rushed to the field and pointed at the referee.
"Pull him away!"
The referee only said one sentence in English and signaled for the match to continue…
Immediately, Qian Hesen was chased up by a few security guards…
" We request for a replacement, a replacement!" Qian Hesen shouted angrily.
"Shh!" The referee signaled for the match to be paused, and the red team's player would be replaced...
"Who's going up?" Qian Hesen came to the substitutes 'bench with a heart full of anger.
"Teacher, choose one. Me!" Deng Chao raised his hand angrily.
"Teacher, I'll go!" Another person raised his hand…
" Teacher, I..." At this time, people kept raising their hands. Qian Hesen seemed to be hesitating...
……
"I'll go!" After a long period of silence, Yang Xiaotian, who had been sitting silently at the side, finally stood up. Everyone looked at him, only to see that his eyes were filled with flames. It was a ball of black flames, and his body was as cold as ice, giving off a chilly feeling…
(A flood of voices sounded from behind him…)
Looking at Yang Xiaotian's fiery eyes, Qian Hesen's anger was ignited." Alright!" I'll go and ask the referee immediately!" Qian Hesen couldn't suppress his excitement and ran to the referee. Soon, the referee signaled,""Red Team No. 12, get off the stage and switch to No. 25!”
Number 25! This was Yang Xiaotian's team number. As a special number, there were too many things worth remembering. However, he did not have time to think about it at the moment. He stood up straight and tidied up his simple outfit. He put on his dashing red uniform and ran off the field. Everyone's eyes on the green field were focused on a 1.5-meter-tall, fit, but extraordinary red player. The moment this person entered the arena, he exuded an extraordinary aura. It was a cold aura, and his eyes were filled with flames...
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