Chapter 122 [Technique]

Fluent and coherent movements that don't drag the mud and water at all, there is no sense of rustiness at all from the previous few days, and people who still have some doubts are finally convinced that Ling Yun is really a master at this time.

To be able to let the football rub the crossbar and the goalpost and enter the net, I have to say that there is a bit of luck in it, but this also shows in a certain way that Ling Yun is a master of art and bold, and if he doesn't have this strength, he doesn't dare to try to score like this.

After a moment of silence on the court, applause rang out, and this applause was of course given to Ling Yun.

"A good goal." In the distance, Zhang Tie waved his hand excitedly in front of the goal, although he couldn't stop the ball as a goalkeeper, but Ling Yun's excellent shot still made him happy from the bottom of his heart, his brother scored, how to say that he also had a light on his face.

"Ling Yun's football skills are really good." Luo Xiaoluo straightened up, his long ponytail swayed in the wind, and at the same time, a smile bloomed on his face, like a green lotus blooming, elegant and pure. Attracted some boys around, if there is nothing, the erratic gaze.

"Hmph" Mu Qingyan snorted lightly, "Luck is not bad." Although she doesn't know how to play football, she still knows more or less about football, and she certainly knows the difficulty of the ball, and the goalpost didn't block this phenomenon made her very sad.

Li Heng stood in front of Ling Yun and clearly saw the whole process from his strength to shooting, which was almost a textbook-like action, which made him amazed.

Now he looked at the expression on Ling Yun's face, indifferent, from the second expression has not changed since he touched the football, and the same is true when the ball grazes the crossbar and the goalpost, could it be that he was already sure that this ball would go in like this just now? This ball is not luck? Li Heng couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

He can still be called a master in school, of course, he knows better than others the difficulty of kicking this kind of ball, and he looks at the problem from different angles from different heights.

"It's your turn" Ling Yun turned around, caught the football kicked by Zhang Tie, and then gently kicked it to Li Heng.

Li Heng smiled, caught the football, looked in the direction of the goal, without the slightest hesitation, visually measured the current distance, stretched out his legs and feet, and the football flew towards the goal like a cannonball, Zhang Tie jumped up from the door, and slammed his right hand into a fist towards the flying football.

Although Zhang Tie's save was very timely, and the judgment was also very accurate, the right fist hit the ball directly, but the ball still tilted and flew into the goal, and the audience burst into applause again.

This is a typical Li Heng's goal, different from Ling Yun's skill just now, Zhang Tie's football relies more on strength and speed, in his opinion, many opportunities on the field appear suddenly, and at this time, there is no time for you to observe the surrounding environment, and then design the best way to shoot.

An ordinary shot, as long as there is speed and force, can become a goal.

As long as the ball goes in, that's enough.

"It's really powerful" Ling Yun smiled, and at the same time stretched out his thumb, although he had already played a game with Li Heng two days ago, but because the two of them were in the center position, they didn't fight each other a few times, and Ling Yun didn't notice Li Heng's shot two days ago, and now he saw it really made his eyes shine.

"Each other" Li Heng grinned, patted Ling Yun's shoulder, and then took a step back, "The score is one to one, and now it's your turn again"

Mu Qingyan, who was standing next to the playground, also took a long breath at this time, at least Li Heng also entered, and now the pressure should have run to Ling Yun's body again. However, looking at the handsome figure in the distance, she still looked like Erlang was not under any pressure, which made her very disappointed.

Taking over the flying football, Ling Yun squinted his eyes again, and then swept towards the upper left corner in the distance, the upper left corner of the target.

The same action as just now was shown again, but this was just a god, Li Heng had already found that the angle and strength of his hitting the ball were completely different.

The football flew up, and also drew an arc in the air, and that arc attracted the attention of the audience like a glow in the dark night, could he still replicate the luck just now?

In the eyes of many people, the football once again grazed the crossbar and the goalpost and Zhang Tie's hands into the goal, but this time it became the upper left corner of the goal. ,

The stadium fell silent again, and everyone was quietly watching the goal. Although it was the same silence as just now, but now everyone's mood is completely different, just now they thought that Ling Yun was just a luck, but now it is another such goal, which makes them suddenly feel a little strange, Ling Yun's luck is so good?

Next, Li Heng did not hesitate, waved his foot again, and sent the football into the goal, with a big score of 2 to 2.

In the third ball, Ling Yun was as calm as ever.

swept the football under his feet and winked at Mu Qingyan on the side of the field.

In the lower left corner of the third, Ling Yun settled down, and finally scored again in full view of everyone, and it was against the doorpost and the ground.

Once it can be said to be a coincidence, and twice can be said to be luck, when Ling Yun shot the ball into the goal in this way for the third time, everyone was silent, and after a long while, there was no sound of anyone talking around. Kicking this kind of ball again and again cannot, of course, simply be explained by good luck.

And they have noticed that the three balls into the goal are in the upper right corner, the upper left corner and the lower left corner, thinking of this, many people have such a thought: "He did it on purpose, if it follows the next development, it should be the bottom right corner." ”

Next, Zhang Tie hit the post for the third time and flew back. The big score was 3 to 2, and Ling Yun had completely taken the initiative on the scene, and the relaxed and freehand look on his face had almost tilted Mu Qingyan's nose next to him.

Everyone's guess was that Ling Yun was going to shoot next, and Zhang Tie in the distance was no exception, three balls and three dead corners, and the fourth ball was the last dead corner, he was thinking in his heart.

So the fourth ball, will he play according to this pattern?

Ling Yun's next action told everyone on the scene the result, only to see that he didn't have any other actions after receiving the ball, just like Li Heng just now, he suddenly picked up his right leg and then his foot was hit the football, and then the football flew towards the lower right corner of the goal like lightning, without a trace of fancy, only strength, speed and angle.

Although Zhang Tie had expected the ball to enter the lower right corner, he didn't expect it to come so quickly, and he didn't even touch the football after making a hard save, and the ball grazed into the goal as always.

Everyone in the audience gasped, just in the blink of an eye, the ball entered the goal, how much force does this speed take, many people subconsciously put their eyes on Ling Yun's body, not the football that was still spinning in the net, they could hardly imagine that this boy who looked a little thin would have such a strong explosive power in his body.

Li Heng stretched out his thumb, he felt that there was no point in comparing it at all now, because he already knew that Ling Yun had completely mastered the rhythm, and now Ling Yun was invincible. The following balls, according to the current trend, Ling Yun can easily score all of them.

Ling Yun smiled slightly, he also knew that the two of them were just playing, although Li Heng would not mind if he continued to compare, but he would feel a little embarrassed.

He took two steps forward, and then smiled: "Brother Li, it seems that my luck today is really good, now it's time to go back to eat, so I won't be able to compare." ”

"You won this ball, I took it today" I saw Li Hengda wave his hand, and a loud voice sounded, and at the same time, there was no decadence on his face after defeat, but a smile.

That's right, it's a smile, Ling Yun's strength, he can see it with his own eyes now, that is to say, this time the football team is not supported by him alone, in his senior year, he finally has hope of getting the championship.

Winning a championship is a dream he began to pursue after stepping into college, but three years of time in exchange for three years of disappointment. Now Ling Yun's sudden appearance has given the football team another general, and he is not weaker than him. Li Heng suddenly felt that he would gain something if he persevered, this sentence was too right. His persistence finally ushered in the harvest season.

The upcoming football match, he suddenly began to look forward to it, this year he will have the most laugh.

In the eyes of many people, there is no longer the original expression of watching a good show. Similarly, no one dares to despise Ling Yun, they know that this kid who has never appeared on the field is really a master, he hasn't touched football for a few years, and now he still has this level, so how powerful will he be before? Many people's hearts can't help but start chattering. ,

"Third child, you shoot so accurately" Zhang Tie walked over and gave Ling Yun a bear hug. The excitement on his face was fully revealed, and he almost wrote that this man was from one of my dormitories.

Now the most depressed person in the audience is, of course, Mu Qingyan, looking at the infinite scenery of Ling Yun on the field, as well as the girls around her whose eyes are almost shining, snorting slightly, and then muttering: "What's the use of playing the ball so well, it will attract girls on the court, what's the use"

"Hurry up, or you'll wash my clothes in the evening." Ling Yun pushed the boss who was pressing on him, and he felt a stream of sweat rushing into his nostrils, and his otherwise clean clothes seemed to feel a little wet.

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