Football is a very confrontational sport, its physical confrontation is very direct and intense, but compared with boxing and other direct mutual assault sports, the fun or focus of football is not entirely on the physical confrontation, but in the fierce confrontation of the game in the process of those wonderful tactics and techniques are completed under high-intensity confrontation, and the players under high pressure stable and accurate execution of tactics at the same time, calm and elegant show their skills, is the most exciting moment in the football game. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ding Yue's series of actions just now is undoubtedly such a moment.

Yan Fei clenched her fists, and the sweat on the tip of her nose seeped out, but she didn't notice it at all when she was nervous. The astonishing series of movements of the somewhat thin teenager just now, and the way he was now moving quickly along the white sideline, she thought that she might understand a little bit why her brother was so obsessed with the sport. It's so handsome!

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Although it is still a somewhat unfamiliar body, the familiar habits accumulated from countless dribbling practices in his previous life allowed Ding Yue to smoothly and quickly advance the ball to the left side of the front of the opponent's penalty area. And the Chinese class did not dare to slack off. The two central defenders pounced one after the other, and the two midfielders also desperately made up for the defense behind the diagonal back. Even the left wing-back was staring at the number 12 striker in the English class, and at the same time he was ready to fill in and block it.

With a crisp snap, Ding Yue's outer instep of his right foot flicked the ball, and his body began to run straight forward from before, to an inward cut!

"Stop! Don't take feints, keep your distance!"

Xu Jia was also desperately chasing back, but I was afraid it would be too late, so he commanded anxiously and loudly. As long as the two central defenders stand in their positions and wait for the support of the two midfielders, he believes that these four people will be able to drag the opponent's No. 7, plus he will chase back the past, even if his skills are good, several people will definitely be able to knock him down.

Ding Yue had completely entered the state of a lone wolf at this time, and he knew that except for Cen Long, who was dragging in the central defender position, even if the others passed over, unless it was an empty goal in front of the goal, there was a high probability that it would be the consequence of wasting opportunities. So after that heel pick-up pass, he only had the word "alone" in his heart.

Without slowing down, Ding Yue rushed straight towards the opponent's two central defenders!

Liang Daomeng and Shu Zhuang were placed in the position of central defenders by Xu Jia because of their strong bodies, although the two were not able to really contact football on the field due to academic reasons in junior high and high school, but as pseudo fans, they also have a considerable understanding of football.

At this time, Shu Zhuang stood behind Liang Daomeng, his eyes were full of nervousness and even a little panicked, staring at the thin No. 7 who was coming quickly, thinking about what to do next, and his captain's shout came from his ears, and he suddenly shouted to Liang Daomeng in front of him: "Fall back, be careful of being over!"

Liang Daomeng heard the loud command of the two teammates one after the other, his body trembled slightly and retreated, but damn it! Why didn't that No. 7 speed drop down at all, he seemed to be a little puzzled, didn't this teenager who looked even thinner than him for half a lap also ran for forty-five minutes like them!

It was this stunned kung fu, Ding Yue skewered in front of him with a flick of his toes, and was about to walk to the top of the arc of the forbidden area.

Shu Zhuang, who was already nervous to a certain level, looked at No. 7 who came with the ball like a silver fox, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat, like a soldier facing the enemy's muzzle suddenly saw the opponent pull the trigger.

He is no stranger to the teenager's dribbling movements and trajectory, cutting inside with the ball and then taking a long shot from outside the box, with Thierry Henry on the left and Robben on the right. Damn! Shu Zhuang shouted in his heart, allowing himself to recover from a brief loss of consciousness, and then his body also followed Ding Yue's running trajectory, hoping that he could block Ding Yue's vision when he shot the goal, and it was best to block the ball.

Ding Yue's in-cut action is extremely natural and accurate, as if the body automatically adjusted some unnecessary movements and some wrong steps for him, you must know that in the process of high-speed dribbling, sometimes with a little more strength, it is possible to let the ball out of his control, resulting in the loss of control of the ball.

Just when Ding Yue was about to bring the ball to the top of the arc of the penalty area, the two midfielders on the opposite side also arrived. When he looked up slightly, the sturdy central defender in front of him, who was at least seven or eight meters, sealed the shooting angle quite well.

Ding Yue didn't have time to be stunned, because if he hesitated a little, he would immediately fall into the encirclement of four or even five people. He stopped the ball that was still rolling forward in the first moment, then pulled the ball back as fast as he could, and took another step towards the first centre-back who had passed.

There were no expected shots, not even a single feint. Shu Zhuang preconceived that the No. 7 on the opposite side would cut inside and shoot, so when he saw the opponent's emergency stop smash, he thought about following the opponent to retreat, but the center of gravity of his body had tilted to the right.

''Damn bastard!'' Shu Zhuang cursed in his heart, how could No. 7, who looked like a little ghost, be able to jump like this!

"I'm coming!" Shu Zhuang was criticizing Ding Yue in his heart when a voice came from behind him, and then a short and fat little man came out from behind him.

It's the left-back No. 3 Xian Haofeng!

As soon as Xian Haofeng saw the opponent's No. 7 incut, he expected that the other party was going to transform into a crazy demon again. So he decided to give up the opponent's No. 12 striker around him and encircle the opponent's No. 7 with the past. pinched the other party's No. 7, and definitely pinched the seven inches of the English class!

Mo Shaojiang in the stands stared at the blue No. 7. I kept shouting in my heart, too. He was so curious what else this kid could do.

Sure enough, just as the two full-backs were put together in front of the number 7. I saw that his body first shook to the right, deceiving the center of gravity of the left fullback who had just run over to the right side, and Ding Yue's inward cut just now made the opponent's left fullback think that he was going to break through again from this one, after all, it is very common to feint back and forth.

And Ding Yue's left leg at this time also shook with his body, creating the illusion that he wanted to use this foot to pluck the ball and then break through. Finally, seeing that the center of gravity of the opponent's left back had been deceived to the right side, Ding Yue immediately used the inside of his right foot to stick to the ball, scraped the ball to his left foot, and then pushed the ball forward quickly with his left foot at the moment he touched the ball!

It passed through the gap between the two of them at once!

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Why is it so simple to give people over again? The girls in the English class didn't understand what was so wonderful about this, but seeing that Ding Yue was once again facing the goalkeeper one-on-one. Is this going to be scored again?, everybody held their breath and waited for the final shot.

Maybe others didn't know the seemingly ordinary move just now, but Mo Shaojiang's heart was stirring like a river and a sea, and he couldn't calm down.

"Croquettes!"

Lu Hu burst into a foul mouth, and then shouted out the name of Ding Yue's extraordinary action. The most representative character who uses this passing action is Iniesta, Lu Hu only thinks that watching this ball today is really the most right thing to do since the beginning of school, Ma Dan first made a long-distance run, and then a heel volley passed people, and now he has transformed into Iniesta, is this No. 7 still a person?

The eyes of the two people in the stands were completely focused on the forbidden area of the Chinese class. The thin boy faced the goalkeeper one-on-one. Pick-and-shoot Angry Shot Piercing Crotch Again?

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Ding Yue looked at the goalkeeper who was half-squatting in front of him and staring nervously at him, smiled, and pushed the ball with his left foot near the penalty spot on the right. Don't look at people passing!

Wei Xudong had been following Ding Yue to the opponent's penalty area constantly, and only realized that he had run a little too much until he ran near the penalty spot. But looking at Ding Yue's terrifying transcendence, he was also a little stunned, how could such a thin body be so smart?

Ding Yue passed the last two defenders, Wei Xudong waited for Ding Yue to shoot, and the ball was there again!

But just when Ding Yue and the goalkeeper were one-on-one, the ball rolled over. Wei Xudong's mind was a little cloudy, but in front of him, there was a 7.32-meter empty door.

Instinctively a push with the right foot.

'Did I score?'

Wei Xudong looked at the yellow football that rolled into the net and opened his mouth wide.

It wasn't until his teammates pounced on him that he really realized that he had scored! He had scored in an official match! This was the first time he had played an official football match in his life!

"Damn! I'm awesome!"