SYSTEM: BECOMING A FATHER
901
"Wow! I caught it! Cousin, you have a lot of interest!"
Outside the arena, Huang Yiyi, who was holding her breath, jumped up and cheered.
The jade man next to him heaved a sigh of relief, and the heart that jumped down his throat also fell back. Then, an expression of excitement appeared in her clear and beautiful eyes.
"Brava!"
He followed while sighing, a tone of admiration.
He had always felt that Cousin Yiyi was a very artistic type of person. She has an outstanding talent in singing, musical instruments, and painting. He should not be good at sports like football.
His opponent is a professional player, and he can take the ball easily, which shows how good he is.
Hearing the cheers from the side, Yang Dazhi finally came to his senses, his face suddenly reddened, and he was extremely embarrassed.
He's really missed!
His shot of a professional player was captured by an amateur man. How embarrassing would he be if he fainted!
It seems like this person has a lot of power! In good condition!
He secretly said that the reason he could catch the ball was because of this person's physique.
This person looks very polite, but he is tall and may exercise all year round. This ball was still possible to capture, and he was not using all of his strength right now.
"It's a little skill!"
He picked up the ball that was thrown backwards and hummed, "Just now, I haven't used my full strength yet! Next, you need to be careful!"
he said, he sneered, put the ball in place, stepped back step by step, took ten steps back, then stopped, took a deep breath, and started running.
!
He kicked hard, draining all his strength. The ball darted, turned into a black shadow, almost impossible to catch, and instantly hit the opponent's face.
This ball, you can't catch it!
He snorted coldly, full of confidence.
This shot, he did his best. If he were to hit this kick, it would make this person's face bloom and his nose shaft would break. No. gabe.
The people watching from behind also showed excitement and anticipation.
They could see that the team captain was using all his strength.
Benedict!
The next moment, there was another soft voice, and there was no shouting as they had imagined.
The powerfully exploding ball landed on the slender white palm, and what was incredible was that the hand did not even tremble, and the figure was even sturdier like a stone, with traces of silk, not moving.
"It's…"
They all screamed, as if they had seen a ghost.
Is this man's hand made of iron? Doesn't it hurt?
Without frowning, he easily picked up the ball!
Even the top goalkeepers in professional leagues do not have such abilities!
"Not impossible!"
Yang Dazhi stood still again with a look of despair on his face.
He doubted himself a little, didn't he just use his strength? Are you still dreaming?
"Do you want dinner, come again?"
Ye Mo sneered, threw the ball lightly, and threw it back.
"You…"
Yang Dazhi glared furiously, barely blowing up his lungs from anger.
This person laughed at him, he had no strength!
He clenched his fists tightly, with blue veins exploding on his forehead, but he was embarrassed and embarrassed.
taking a deep breath, he placed the ball, thought for a moment, and then decided to change his strategy.Because it was impossible to improve this person directly, then give up, and then give up, and score a few more goals to humiliate this guy.
He is still very confident in his shooting ability.
At U20, he was one of the best shooters.
taking a few steps back, he ran again, and as he approached, he raised his leg to shoot, and he purposely swayed to confuse the opponent, pretending to shoot to the left, and then he started shooting, but all he can shoot is to the right.
He was almost elated when he saw his opponent figure being confused by him and swinging to the left.
But, the next moment, he only felt a chill all over his body, like falling into an ice warehouse.
The figure, like a ghost, dodged to the right, pierced with both palms, and grasped the ball firmly.
Yang Dazhi froze, like a stone statue, his face was filled with extreme horror and incredible color, and then the color of blood gradually faded, revealing a pale gray color.
The ball's still caught!
it's the third!
This guy's reaction, how could it be so quick, almost scary!
Such strength and reaction, he has never seen it in domestic football!
He, is he a professional?
impossible!
I have never seen or heard of it. It couldn't be a professional, but if it was an amateur, wouldn't it be a genius, a monster?
He stood there, his face gradually dignified.
The group of people at the back were silent as well, and their faces were extremely ugly.
"Catch again!"
"beautiful!"
Outside the court, Huang Yiyi cheered again.
"Isn't that Jiang Xiaohua! Who's the gatekeeper? What does this have to do with them?"
"I don't know! It looks really good. He has caught three goals. Those guys are professionals, Hwaseong! The shooter was Yang Dazhi. Their captain, one of the new generation of players, is quite famous."
People from all over the world come together and talk a lot.
!
Ball again!
Ball by ball!
Outside the court, there were exclamations and cheers, but on the field, there was dead silence, and Yang Dazhi's face was decadent, pale, and possessed.
No matter what tricks he makes or how hard he kicks, he will continue to be followed.
Soon, he became impatient, anxious, and two more goals were taken easily.
He was trembling, almost sitting down.
He couldn't believe it, and he couldn't accept it. With his own strength, against an amateur man, he made nine shots in a row, and he didn't score a single goal. It's shameful!
!
Ball again.
Looking at the hand, he picked it up again steadily. He finally gave up despair, his body trembled, and he sat down limply. The entire person was as if his soul was being pulled, lethargic, numb, like a walking dead person.
Behind him, a group of people were both pale.
Outside the venue, the atmosphere was somewhat boiling, and there was a commotion.
"This... What happened?"
At this moment, in a corner of the stadium, two middle-aged men walked together, looking at this scene from a distance, they were shocked.
“What else is going on, of course you are cheering for my boy group!” A man in blue on the left suddenly laughed, very proud and proud.
He is Hwaseong, coach of the U20 team, Gao Jianye.