"Jam him!" Ou Chuliang yelled as he pulled his legs and galloped.

The ball that has fallen to the ground has begun to roll forward, and when will it not come out?

Li Tie, who has worked with Ou Chuliang for many years, naturally knows what he wants to do at this moment, but his body is too thin, and after running for nearly 80 minutes, his physical strength is already on the verge of overdraft.

In Paulinho's field of vision on the other side of the audience, Li Tie could not be seen at all, only the cabbage hanging from his waist could be vaguely seen.

Li Tie is also smart, he has been holding Paulinho's jersey in his hand, forcing himself to follow behind the opponent. It is not a foul and can prevent the opponent from advancing.

But Paulinho still had an unparalleled advantage and chased Li Tie towards the ball.

What about high? What about Zhuang? What about fast speeds? What about good technology?

At this time, Ou Chuliang was like a tiger descending from the mountain, roaring and rushing towards the ball.

"Mine!"

Ou Chuliang, who had just run out of the penalty area, roared, like Hinata Kojiro among the football players, stretched out his right leg straight and shoveled towards the ball.

Looking at the menacing Ou Chuliang in front of him, Paulinho's impatient mood trembled in an instant.

That's a total of 11 shots from him in the game! Can you really walk the ball at the feet of such a goalkeeper?

At this moment, Paulinho hesitated and flinched.

He allowed his body to retract his outstretched right foot, and watched as the ball was touched by Ou Chuliang's sneakers first.

It was a pair of fiery red sneakers.

Like a blazing fire, it burned on the pitch in São Paulo.

Boom!

Bang!

Sneakers collide with the ball, the ball collides with the knee, the knee collides with the chest, and the chest collides with the Brazilian striker who can't brake.

"Get out of the way!"

Seeing the ball that bounced not far away, Ou Chuliang didn't have the heart to play Arhat with Paulinho. As soon as his left arm was raised, Paulinho, who weighed more than 150 pounds, only felt as if he had been lifted up by a jack, and the whole person flipped outward and pressed on Li Tie's body on the side.

Ignoring the pain, Ou Chuliang quickly got up and rushed towards the ball that was still rolling diagonally in front of him.

During the run, one arm is raised, the body is leaned to the side, and the right foot is flicked, and the posture in front of the big foot is properly opened.

Seeing that his strength was not enough, Júnior could only jump forward and turn his back to Ocullian, hoping to stop his big foot.

"Oh!!"

In the next second, Júnior didn't feel the impact from his back, and he didn't even hear the sound of the ball being smothered out. On the football field, everything is so quiet.

"Hiss~~~" Zhu Guanghu on the sidelines gasped, and his heart was in his throat.

Pascal on the side had bright eyes and stared intently at the field.

"Ah!! Xiao Liang !! Zou Xiaoqing screamed, which once overshadowed the noise of the scene.

Brother Liu's hands shook when he was taking pictures, but the flash was still clicking.

In the court, the ball was moved from front to behind the supporting foot by Ou Chuliang, and he staggered Júnior, who jumped over, with the ball.

This is exactly the trick that the São Paulo players have already used!

Throughout the game, the Sao Paulo players used this trick to shake off countless Jianlibao players. Now, they're suffering the same pain with a goalkeeper.

After dodging his vision, Ou Chuliang did not hesitate anymore, and flew up directly and took the ball forward to the court.

Liu Zhicai pressed the refill of the oil pen several times with a trembling hand in a row, and drew a straight wavy line on the "orthography" of the data under the long pass (left foot).

They don't know where the ball is, or even what they're going to do. All he remembers is that the team told him that when the ball is changed, he has to run forward as soon as possible.

At this moment, the discussion perfectly carried out the task assigned by Ou Chuliang. The moment Ou Chulian made a successful tackle, he spread his legs and ran towards the front.

By the time he overtook the last defender of São Paulo, the ball from the back had already chased over his head.

Stretch your legs and catch the ball.

The ball smashed firmly on the ankle of the 14-year-old, who was very soft, and the ball did not continue to bounce after being smashed on it, but rolled straight forward.

"Guard against him!" After eighty minutes of relaxation, Pierre's face finally showed a hint of fear.

He didn't understand.

He couldn't figure it out.

He didn't know what was wrong.

Obviously, it was São Paulo who controlled the rhythm of the whole audience, why did he have an ominous premonition at this moment.

He didn't know what he was afraid of!

Afraid of that little kid running with the ball?

Oh no!

That's not it!

It's obviously just a little milk dog that hasn't developed yet, what's so scary... Well???

In Pierre's astonished gaze, the deliberation was like an arrow off the string, and in the blink of an eye, the ball was brought into the São Paulo penalty area.

"He's so fast?!"

"He's so fast!" Zhang Xiaorui laughed loudly, "Hahaha, dumbfounded, right?" Our girl's speed is one of the best! If this chick really spreads her legs, I won't even be able to catch up with him! ”

"Counsel!"

"Deliberation !!"

All the members of Jianlibao stood up, crowded on the sidelines, and stared intently at the teenager who was running with the ball.

"Shoot!"

"Shoot, !!"

Amid the roar of his teammates and coaches, he swung his right leg straight at the back of the ball with the hope of the whole village.

At a young age, he didn't know what to do, and he didn't know how to fake shots. All he knew was that he just had to kick the ball hard into the empty gate in front of him.

"Bang!"

Before his right foot could touch the ball, he felt as if he had been hit by a heavy truck. Fluttering in the air, his body flickered to the right, and in an instant he lost his position.

"Coach, European team, I... I'm sorry for you guys! ”

The moment he was knocked away, he hated himself, and two tears unconsciously burst out of his eyes.

He hated why he was born so late, why he was so small, why he was so weak, why he couldn't go any faster, why he couldn't shake off the opposing defenders and shoot with ease like the Brazilians opposite.

But it was all too late.

That's the ball that the captain broke so hard! He lived up to the expectations of his coach, teammates, and captain, and he felt that he was a sinner of Jianlibao!

Time, ticking by, sadly it doesn't come back.

The right foot of the deliberate shot loses power for a moment, leaving only the toe to push the ball towards the goal by inertia.

Seeing the ball rolling straight towards him on the ground, Sao Paulo goalkeeper Kuta directly put on a standard kneeling position, stretched out his arms, and waited for the ball to roll into his arms.

Seeing this scene, Pierre breathed a sigh of relief.

After attacking most of the half, if the opposing striker gets a single knife and scores, where will his old face go?

Just when everyone thought Kuta was going to confiscate the ball, an unexpected thing happened.

The ball that was discussed at the top of the pitch was rolled in front of Kuta on the field where there was no turf in front of Sao Paulo. A pebble that could change the fate of São Paulo blocked the ball's trajectory, and in a split second, it changed the direction of the ball's movement.

Kuta, whose posture had already been fixed, didn't have time to react at all, but subconsciously stretched out his left hand, but he had no choice but to grab it. The ball jumped in front of his left shoulder and into the net.

The St. Paul's Stadium fell into unprecedented silence for a moment.

Silent!

Everyone watched in disbelief with their mouths wide open.

Pierre's expression was also frozen on his face, one second he was still laughing and talking to the assistant coach, and the next second he was standing still like a stone statue on Easter Island.

Time ticks by, and the good news is that it doesn't need to be restarted.

"Deliberation !!"

A second later, the Jianlibao coach's seat erupted in an unprecedented cry in an instant, and everyone shouted the name of the discussion.

Zhang Xiaorui and Sui Dongliang hugged each other side by side, and all the previous unhappiness had long been forgotten. At this moment, they are a group, and they are all players of the Jianlibao youth team!

"I scored?"

"I scored?"

"I scored a goal!!"

The deliberator, who had just gotten up from the ground, watched in disbelief, and it wasn't until the cheers in the dugout rang out that he stood up like crazy and ran towards the backcourt with his arms raised.

"I scored! I scored! I scored!! ”

Watching the young discussion plunge into the arms of the substitutes, Zou Xiaoqing, who watched the whole game on the sidelines, couldn't help but burst into tears.

It wasn't until Jianlibao's laughter drowned her out that she remembered what Ou Chuliang had said to her.

"Football, sure enough, it's round."