C425 Best Chance!
C425 Best Chance!
Of course, Luo Xi was very unhappy with Wang Feng. He only took Wang Feng's words to heart, so he didn't really care.
Football is a team sport. What's the use of listening to him alone?
"Beep!" With a whistle from the referee, the match began.
Just as Coach Guo expected, the opponent's attack was very fierce. As soon as the match started, they started attacking the senior high school team like crazy as if they didn't need any defense.
The students had met teams of the same level and standard before, but they had never met such a fierce team. In less than thirty seconds, their formation had been smashed into a mess, full of holes.
Coach Guo panicked and shouted from the side, "People are watching us, don't run around the ball..."
"Lin Ming, the difference in strength between the two parties is too great. Under such circumstances, it's useless for one person to keep an eye on one person. The best way is to defend the area, and the area will be more developed to fight less, to reduce the pressure. " Just as Wang Feng finished his sentence, the opponent's No.9 player passed two guards and faced Huang Maozhong with a single sword.
Coach Guo's heart was about to turn cold. It hadn't even been a minute and he was about to lose the ball?
"Huang Maozhong, don't come out …" "Hmm?" Before the No.9 had a chance to lift his leg to shoot, Huang Maozhong had already appeared beside him and kicked the ball into the other side's half-time.
"This …" Everyone was shocked. One must know, the opponent's No.9 was still outside of the forbidden zone, yet Huang Maozhong was outside?
"At least I didn't train him for such a long time." A knowing smile appeared on Wang Feng's face. He could understand why Lin Ming was the only one besides Huang Maozhong, who had such a large movement area.
As long as Wang Feng is at home, Lin Ming and Huang Maozhong train together every morning.
Huang Maozhong practices shooting to guard the door, Lin Ming practice how to pass the ball.
It could be said that besides Wang Feng, Lin Ming was the only one who knew Huang Maozhong's strength the best. Huang Maozhong's godly performance was not surprising at all.
What made everyone even more shocked was that with Huang Maozhong's kick, the football unexpectedly fell toward the gap between the opposing defender and the goalkeeper. Luo Xi, who had recovered from his shock, quickly thrust forward and formed a single attack.
The opposing player was too arrogant, the gap between the defender and the goalkeeper became a loophole that Huang Maozhong could exploit, so he directly counterattacked!
"Good job!"
"It's too beautiful!"
Although the ball hasn't yet entered, this kind of quick counterattack undoubtedly gave the opponent a lot of psychological pressure. The students on the stage immediately shouted excitedly, and Coach Guo was also trembling with excitement: "This field of vision, this footwork, this consciousness …" When did Huang Maozhong become so powerful? "
Seeing Luo Xi directly facing their goalkeeper, the two opposing defender hurriedly chased after him.
Before they caught up to Luo Xi, Luo Xi shot out without hesitation!
Bang!
The soccer ball went straight to the upper right corner of the goal, but Luo Xi was too good at angle. Half of the football hit the corner of the goal and bounced back with a "bang", which was destroyed by the defender's kick.
"Ai!" Luo Xi hugged his head tightly. He could not take it anymore and was angry at himself.
Such a good opportunity was wasted. Once they became serious, they would lose such a good opportunity!