Chapter 259: The most anti-heaven skill in the vein of mountains and seas
The entire Tai Chi Stadium fell silent at this moment.
Everyone was stunned.
The leaders on the rostrum didn't even see what was going on on the field.
The cheerleaders of the fifth class froze in place like puppets, and the drink bottles in their hands did not make the slightest sound.
The fat man opened his mouth wide, as if he could swallow a rhinoceros, and his face looked like a ghost.
Wang Zhe maintained a posture of turning his head and looking back, like a sculpture, or a wangfu stone, completely stupid.
And at this time, several figures hurriedly passed by Wang Zhe, and a group of fifth-class members, including Wang Chen, ran to Mo Xiaochuan's side and hugged him to celebrate.
It was only at this time that Zhou Wei, as the referee, blew the whistle in his hand with hindsight, and stretched out his hand to point to the middle circle arc with a sluggish expression.
The goal is valid.
The score on the field, 1:0.
The next moment, a burst of cheers burst out from the camp of the seven-class cheerleaders, like a mountain and a tsunami.
"Good shot!"
"Mo Xiaochuan!"
"Awesome,, awesome!!"
......
Mo Xiaochuan's goal took a total of thirteen seconds from the start of the steal to the kicking of the football into the opponent's goal.
Not to mention looking at world football, even in school football, this goal is definitely not the fastest one.
But it's definitely the most bizarre one.
Because theoretically speaking, Mo Xiaochuan's goal passed all the other ten players on the opponent except for the goalkeeper.
If such a goal is put in the professional league, I am afraid that someone will give Mo Xiaochuan the title of China's Messi the next day......
In fact, even Messi can't single-handedly finish all the opponent's players and then shoot and score.
Fortunately, this is just an obscure campus football game.
Fortunately, this is not a sports book......
Of course, from a certain point of view, even in the professional football league, not to mention the Chinese Super League, even in the five major leagues, Mo Xiaochuan has 12 million percent confidence and scored an identical goal.
As long as he wants.
Because for him, the eleven players on the other side, whether they are forwards or defenders, midfielders or goalkeepers, are just scarecrows or stakes standing in place.
Mo Xiaochuan really hasn't played much football, but he has watched the ball and knows the rules of football games.
Isn't it just kicking a football into the opponent's goal?
For Mo Xiaochuan, this couldn't be simpler.
Because he can turn everyone but himself into a fool.
Based on, the most anti-heaven magic skill of the mountains and seas: the power of charm!
If Mo Xiaochuan was willing, he could have maintained the efficiency of scoring a goal in thirteen seconds until ...... The final whistle blows.
As a rough calculation, it follows the format of a game of 90 minutes.
Then, the final score of this ball game is probably 400:0.
Well, that seems like a bit too much......
So Mo Xiaochuan planned to "release the water" next to make this game look normal.
Although Wang Zhe's side was a little confused by Mo Xiaochuan's lightning breakthrough in the opening game, he quickly came back to his senses and began to loudly encourage his team members to let them concentrate.
Wang Zhe believes that the goal conceded this time was just an accident, and it doesn't matter, after all, the game has just begun.
It's better to lose a goal at this time than to be killed or drawn by the opponent at the end of the game.
There is still a lot of time, and the fifth class still has a lot of opportunities to tie the score, and then overtake, and finally bring the seventh class a massacre.
However, when kicking off again, Wang Zhe still seemed a lot more cautious, and he directly kicked the football to his backfield with a big foot and handed it to the central defender Cheng Jike.
Next, the flow of the game finally returned to normal, with both sides attacking and defending, but overall, the players in the fifth class were stronger and had more chances to score.
Only this time their luck seemed to be a little bad, Wang Zhe's header hit the crossbar, and then bounced off the bottom line, allowing them to miss their best scoring opportunity since the opening kick-off.
At this time, ten minutes had passed since Mo Xiaochuan's goal.
The players of the fifth squad have also completely come to their senses and launched one attack after another on the back line of the seventh class, like a storm crashing on the shore, endlessly.
In comparison, although Wang Chen and Mo Xiaochuan also launched several counterattacks, they couldn't help it......
Mo Xiaochuan really can't play football!
Whether it is running, passing, or even simply dribbling, it is also a stumble, so Mo Xiaochuan's chances of touching the ball are really rare, and it is completely a matter of running up with the football, running back, and running up again......
Judging from the scene, Class 7 is like one less fight......
This made the cheerleaders of the seventh class, who originally had high hopes for Mo Xiaochuan, disappointed one by one.
The ghost knows if the goal in the opening game was scored by Mo Xiaochuan!
However, at this time, Wang Zhe's shot was firmly held in his arms by Sun Xiang, the goalkeeper of Class 7, and then a hand threw the ball at Wang Chen's feet.
Class Seven launches a quick counterattack!
Although Mo Xiaochuan's kicking skills can no longer be skilled, at least his attitude is still fine, and when he sees the opportunity to attack, he immediately buries his head and rushes towards the opponent's half.
And after Wang Chen took a few steps to the ball, he was immediately pasted up by the defenders of the fifth class, seeing that he was about to lose the ball if he didn't get the ball again, in desperation, he could only kick the football in the direction where Mo Xiaochuan was!
Seeing this, the students of Class 7 who were cheering for the players off the field suddenly sighed one by one.
In their opinion, the offensive was over.
Because they have seen this kind of picture too many times before, the final result is either that Mo Xiaochuan can't catch the ball, or is cut off by the opposing defender, or the linesman raises the flag to signal offside.
On the contrary, the cheerleaders of Class 5 are in high spirits, and for them, the next step should be another bombardment of the opponent's goal.
However, then, a scene happened that no one expected.
Mo Xiaochuan unexpectedly caught the ball.
But it doesn't matter, because soon, Cheng Jike, who was originally on Mo Xiaochuan's right side, posted up, intending to use one kick to shovel off the football that left the soles of Mo Xiaochuan's feet.
Mo Xiaochuan turned his head and glanced at Cheng Jike.
So the latter's figure suddenly froze, and he passed by Mo Xiaochuan, looking like he was dodged out of position by Mo Xiaochuan!
Seeing this, the linesman immediately clenched the flag in his hand, ready to raise it, and sentenced Mo Xiaochuan to be offside.
Zhou Wei had already put the whistle in his mouth and was ready to blow it at any time.
But the linesman's flag was not raised.
Because he was also intimidated by Mo Xiaochuan's gaze.
And just between the lightning and flint, Mo Xiaochuan had already rushed into the penalty area of the fifth class, and the goalkeeper did not react at all, just watching Mo Xiaochuan kick the football into the lower left corner of the goal.
Now Class 7 is 2-0 ahead.
Things are getting a little out of hand......