From the perspective of Zhang Jie's own wishes, he is indeed not very happy to play in the penalty shootout.

Originally, he was not afraid, and the penalty kick was nothing more than continuing to keep the goal, he could achieve 100% success in the regular game, and he would be afraid of the goal of the penalty kick? Of course, the difficulty of the penalty kick is a little bit higher, and the goalkeeper needs to face the attacking player alone.

But for Zhang Jie, this is not too difficult, and there is not much difference. Because the most difficult thing for a goalkeeper in a penalty contest is nothing more than the judgment of the offensive player's offensive direction. Once the goalkeeper can have an accurate judgment on the direction of the ball, the chances of success will be greatly improved.

And this is precisely Zhang Jie's strength, normally speaking, there is no ball that he can't judge accurately. Not to mention the ability he relied on, the ability also belongs to his own control, right?

So he should be fearless about penalties, but now it's different, after that attack just now, his head hurts even more. He was really worried that he wouldn't be able to hold on.

But once he got into the groove, he regained his confidence.

And after understanding the rules, he was even more relieved. According to the rules, the sum of the goals scored in the first five rounds is enough to exceed the opponent. For Zhang Jie, just five balls should be fine. Because he can be sure that he will score. At the same time, under normal conditions, I will definitely be able to hold on. So the penalty kick contest should be fine, of course, provided that you don't mess with your head.

The list and order of participants in the penalty kick tournament should be determined first.

Wu Songtao was one of the five players in Alan Lee's team, but he was not ranked first, and he was almost last. And among the five members of Li Feng's team, Zhang Jie is naturally included, and he is ranked first.

The penalty kick began.

Alan Lee's team seized the opportunity and attacked first.

The first attacking player of the team entered the penalty area with a solemn face. After observing for a while, stop the ball, retreat some distance, start, raise your foot, shoot, and do it all in one go.

The ball flew out of an arc towards the corner, but the attacking player didn't have much hope. Because they are facing a goalkeeper who has played against them for so long and has never seriously conceded a goal. The ball, scored ... Zhang Jie's arms.

The attacking players smiled wryly, and sure enough, there was no surprise.

Offensive and defensive swapping.

Zhang Jie entered the state of preparation as the team's first offensive player.

Wu Songtao saw Zhang Jie entering, and he was instinctively a little frightened. It's no wonder that he has faced off against Zhang Jie these times, but whenever Zhang Jie raises his foot to shoot, his goal must be missed, which has basically become a routine.

Since then, he has also carefully scrutinized, but he still can't figure out the reason. If it is said that it is a mistake in judgment, but it cannot be said that every time I meet Zhang Jie, I will make a mistake, and if someone else attacks, there will be no mistake, which is unreasonable. But there was no other reason for it than an error in judgment. Every time the direction of his defense is always the opposite of the direction of Zhang Jie's attack. It seems that Zhang Jie has some kind of magic on his body, or some kind of magnetic force, and he can use the shot ball to kick himself out. This made Wu Songtao both depressed and a little frightened.

Zhang Jie didn't run, just stopped the ball and prepared to attack.

Wu Songtao looked at Zhang Jie's feet nervously, trying to determine where the direction of the attack was.

Zhang Jie didn't do anything to interfere, but raised his foot to shoot straightforwardly.

Wu Songtao was desperate to find that the ball was in the opposite direction of his defense. The ball, again went in... Goal!

Wu Songtao looked at the football that had entered the goal, and he really had the urge to strangle Zhang Jie to death.

Although for Li Feng's team, it feels like Zhang Jie's goal should be nine out of ten, but when he really saw Zhang Jie break through the opponent's goal, he was still excited and began to take the lead again.

Zhang Jie found that he still imagined the penalty contest too complicated, in fact, for him, even in his current half-crippled state, it is not very difficult. Because the time required to judge is actually very short, after a round, the winner or loser is basically determined. Five balls, it's no problem to defend by yourself, but Wu Songtao will definitely not be able to stop it completely, at least he can't keep the ball. And once you score a goal, that's enough, five goals in a round, and it's the same for you to be ahead of one.

The results were not much different from Zhang Jie's judgment. Wu Songtao held a total of three balls. The first one was Zhang Jie's, and then he saved three balls in the middle in a row, and in the last corner, there was another error in judgment, resulting in a failure in defense. In fact, in addition to Zhang Jie's goal, his defensive success rate is 75%, which is also very high.

It's just that I ran into Zhang Jie, a pervert, and the defense was 100% successful. Alan Lee's team scored five points, and under Zhang Jie's defense, the penalty kick was lost.

In fact, this situation is rare, and it is even rarer if it is two teams of the same level. Penalty kicks are equivalent to saying that goalkeepers need 1-on-1 defensive offensive players, and in this case, the probability of being able to defend the goal is already quite low, not to mention that it takes all 5 balls to be able to defend it.

So, Zhang Jie once again shocked the audience.

Someone in the stands also looked at Zhang Jie with a shocked expression, and he was also shocked, is this a showdown between a professional team and an amateur team? He didn't believe his eyes a little.

The performance of that professional team was normal, although they didn't score in the end, but the performance on the field was really good enough. Whether it is from the organization of the attack, the so-called coordination, as well as the tacit understanding of the pass, the kung fu of the feet, etc., they are all very good, worthy of the title of a professional team. But it is precisely this that makes it even more obvious that another amateur team is less like an amateur.

Their offense is in line with their status as an amateur team. Except for the goalkeeper's quick attack, which broke through the goal, the rest of the attacks were mediocre. Others can also see that they are really working hard to organize the attack, but there are really no bright spots, whether it is coordination or footwork, there is still a certain gap, so there is no goal, but it is reasonable.

But their defense was a big surprise. As mentioned earlier, the situation of the two teams, under such a fierce attack of the professional team, under such a high level of attack, with a small number of defensive players, he can achieve 100% success in goal, which shocked the professional in the stands. What's more, a talented goalkeeper can still shoot at goal, and he has a total of two shots on goal in the whole game, and he actually hit all of them, what kind of concept is this? If he is given assistance to a high-level team, he can go so far? Thinking of this, he can't hold himself back.

Li Feng's team is still excited.

The first time I competed with Alan Lee's team, although I was already very excited internally, but for the outside world, I didn't particularly recognize their team, and it always felt like I was very lucky. But this time it was different, and they proved with their strength that they could indeed win. Although the reason for their team's two wins was that they had a goalkeeper who had a particularly good shot, in any case, in the end, their team did win by strength, and that was the best result.

At this time, Alan Lee walked towards Zhang Jie with a player from their team. This player was none other than the one who scored the only goal for Alan Lee's team.

"Zhang Jie, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, I might be lying in a hospital bed now, and maybe even say goodbye to football in the future. At the same time, I also admire you, if it were me, I really don't have to, I can choose to save the opponent in this situation and give up my own goal. So, although I lost to you, I was convinced. You conquered us with your strength. It's a shame that I didn't get to be teammates with you. I'm really looking forward to having the opportunity to work with you!"

Zhang Jie stretched out his hand and shook it with him and said, "You're welcome! If it were you, you would do the same." It has nothing to do with the high wind and bright festival, this is just the bottom line for people. Hopefully we can have this opportunity to fight together. ”

Alan Li smiled bitterly and said to Li Feng: "Now your fame is okay." It's really proud to beat a professional team and have a record like this. But how do I feel, you guys are stepping on our corpses to make progress!"

Li Feng laughed and said: "How can there be! We only won a small game, and we are still far from your level, and we still have a lot of room for improvement." ”

Alan Li said disdainfully: "Look at your old face, you are all smiling, and you are still modest!"

Li Feng laughed and didn't answer.

Alan Li didn't speak, patted Zhang Jie's shoulder, and left the court with the players.

On the court, there are destined to be losses and gains, and if Li Feng's team gains pride, then they are destined to be disappointed.

The game is over, but what's on the pitch has just begun.

As soon as the game ended, Zhao Ying rushed from the stands.

"Are you okay, how will this feel? I'm done calling the driver, let's go to the hospital now!" In a hurry, Zhao Ying also forgot what she was hiding in front of everyone, and the driver blurted out.

But fortunately, everyone's attention is not on his words, just thinking that he has hit a car.

"I'm fine, it's normal to get a little bit injured playing football. This little hurt, little meaning. Hurry up and cancel your 'taxi' car!"

Zhao Ying reacted at this time, but still asked with concern: "Is it really okay?" I see that it was bleeding just now, anyway, the car has been called, let's go to the hospital to take a look!"

The people next to him also persuaded: "Yes, let's go to the hospital to have a look, and rest assured!"

Zhang Jie couldn't help it, so he had to prepare to go to the hospital with Zhao Ying.

At this time, a man stopped in front.