Although Morizaki the Great stopped that inevitable reverse razor in the final moments, Makoto Hayada and his razor-like shot were deeply imprinted in the hearts of generations of midfielders.

Like Ronaldo's pendulum swing, the razor's shot is equally deceptive.

Especially when the shot ball has already flown out of the frame, few goalkeepers will continue to make saves.

It is almost human instinct not to act on things that are completely out of bounds.

And for a goalkeeper, what he learns in a long and boring training session is to restrain this instinct!!

In less than a second, the ball flew four or five meters outside the left side of the penalty area and flew out of the right post, and Ou Chuliang's left foot just stepped on the goal line.

In the next moment, Ou Chuliang stood up on the ground, stretched his body violently like a spring, and threw his arms straight towards the upper right corner of the goal.

In the first frame after Ou Chuliang's save, the top right corner of the goal was empty; However, less than ten frames later, a black and white ball appeared in the upper right corner of the goal.

Everyone was stunned.

The soccer ball, which had long since flown out of the frame, flew back???

Roar Roar Roar...

A series of beast-like roars came from Ou Chuliang's throat, his goal was clear, he was chasing time, fighting for space.

And the soccer ball that flew out of the door frame and flew back was just an elf that just hit his fist and made a space jump.

Boom!

The ball was intercepted in the top right corner of the goal, bounced into the air and landed outside the net.

It was as if he had received a heavy blow, and his whole body fell into the goal, tangled with the side netting. After landing on the ground, the body set off white waves in the net, which also caused an uproar on the European continent.

Marcello in front of the TV. Lippi stood up and shouted to his assistant: "Found it, I found it, I found the goalkeeper who can replace Peruzzi!" ”

At the same time, the heads of clubs, coaches or club presidents such as Inter Milan, AC Milan, Roma, Real Madrid, Barcelona, Lyon, Hamburg, Borussia Mönchenchen, Borussia Dortmund, Manchester United, Arsenal, etc., are ordering their opponents to keep an eye on this goalkeeper from the East.

If the right one is right, they will do whatever it takes to get him into their club and develop him as a new generation of goalkeepers.

It's no wonder that these veteran football guys are making such a fuss, because Robert Carlos' outside volley just now is just so cool!

Even Pagliuca, Seaman, Schmeichel, and other world-class goalkeepers who have been famous for a long time can't help but grin and shake their heads when they see this goal.

Carlos' shot was enough to divide the goalkeeper into three gears.

The goalkeepers in third gear stood still, judging that the ball was flying out of the frame or not reacting at all, but they didn't move at all.

The goalkeeper in second gear will do his best to pounce on the ball, but neither the long nor the high jump will be successful, because although the ball is shot from the left side, after crossing a huge arc in the air, it is only the moment of entering the goal, it is the closest to the left, and it is also the most likely point for the goalkeeper to touch. Anyone who wants to intercept the ball on the way will be bypassed by such a large arc.

The goalkeeper in the first gear, like Ou Chuliang just now, did not think about where the ball was flying or even the way of the ball, but returned to the goal line as soon as possible, and did his best to block all the angles of the net. It is precisely because of this that Ou Chuliang stopped Carlos's earth-shattering arc at the last moment.

When he saw that such a shot was saved by Ou Chuliang, Ronaldo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and laughed softly: "He has such strength, it is not surprising that he can stop my pendulum!" ”

The foreigners gathered together to study the difficulty level and rationality of Ou Chuliang's save just now, but the domestic fans opened their eyes one by one and watched the replay of the ball just now.

Shoot beautifully, pounce even more beautifully!

The moment Ou Chuliang pounced the ball, the living room of Huang Wu's house was boiling.

Whether it was Huang's father, Huang Wu, or Xiaowei and other friends, they all stood up one by one and shouted loudly.

Instead of yelling like the males with muscles controlling their bodies, the white squad leader sat upright on the chair and peeked at Ou Chuliang with a resolute face in the camera through the swaying human slit.

Although he didn't use his voice to vent his inner excitement, the white squad leader's clenched legs and his fists clenched in the floral long skirt all revealed the manic throbbing in his heart.

In the room, Hidetoshi Nakata took a few steps back in a row, and with a bang, his back hit the sliding door, and there was no way to retreat. The white socks under his feet were deeply sunk between the big toe and the index finger, and he didn't even notice that the toes were hooked to cramps.

Carlos's arc against the sky made him stunned, but Ou Chuliang's extreme save destroyed him.

"It's... How is this possible? ”

"It can't be!"

"It can't be!"

"This..."

"What's impossible?" Yumi Nakata on the side asked softly.

The kimono girl had already kicked the rattle into the corner, and the two apricot eyes were wide open, staring closely at the purple-robed man on the screen.

"Ernie sauce, Ousan obviously saved the ball, why do you still say it's impossible?"

"I, I... Burst!!! ”

Nakata Hidetoshi only felt a tightness in his chest, coughed several times in a row, and finally exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"After the Olympics, I will persuade Europe to play in Europe!" Ladd stood on the sidelines, not as excited as the rest of the bench and staff. Instead, he looked at Ou Chuliang, who was being helped up in the goal, from a distance, and secretly made up his mind.

The ball went out of the bottom line, and the referee didn't give the players too much time to be in a daze.

The Brazilian team quickly kicked a corner kick, but because it was still in the shock brought by Ou Chuliang's extreme save just now, the quality was not high, and it was cleared by Wu Chengying's header at the front point.

The ball was kicked far into the front court by Yang Chen, and at this time, the national Olympic team did not chase after it, and the Brazilian defenders did not desperately pick up the ball. Both players tacitly maintained a brief balance, taking advantage of the time when Aldair picked up the ball to digest the save that Ou Chuliang had just made.

Soon, when Aldair stepped on the ball on the left flank, the players from both sides were once again back to attacking and defending each other.

Anyway, they are all pressed and beaten, is there much difference between being pressed and beaten by the Japanese team and being pressed and beaten by Brazil?

No!

If we don't, why can't we defend well and then play a nice counter-attack?

Gradually, the national Olympic team members began to solidify themselves under the onslaught of Brazil.

This seems to be a talent of the national number players, and if you keep it, you will accept the status quo.

The game went on for half an hour, and the Brazilian team still didn't build an inch. Due to physical strength, the attack gradually slowed down.

While Rad could see that Brazil had slowed down the tempo of their attack, it was longer for the players on the pitch to strain their nerves.

Fortunately, as soon as I got nervous, people quickly ran in front of me with the ball; Now, with a high level of concentration, you have to think about each other's next move face to face, and it is inevitable that you will make mistakes under your feet.

In the 34th minute, Juninho made a decent fake pass, and when Sun Jianjun reacted, the opponent had already swept past him with the ball.

In a hurry, Sun Jianjun hurriedly turned around and chased back, but he didn't cooperate well with Li Xiaopeng who rushed over, the two squeezed together, and put Juninho down the moment he fell to the ground.

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle blew just in time to award Brazil a free-kick in front.

Sun Jianjun's foul was committed 30 meters in front of goal, but strangely, the rest of the Brazilian team swooped into the penalty area, leaving only two Brazilian players in yellow in front of the ball.

"Look at this posture, the Brazilian team wants to attack the goal directly!" Liu Jianhong touched his chin and judged.

Sure enough, the Brazilian players who had gotten into the box were all scattered, two on the left and three on the right, leaving a large gap between the ball and the goal.

Sun Jianjun, Yang Chen, Li Xiaopeng, Qu Shengqing, and Peng Weijun formed a human wall. One by one, one hand covered his chest and one hand covered his crotch, under the command of Ou Chuliang, he went to the left for a while, and then to the right.

"Isn't Chu Liang okay?"

Li Xiaopeng, who was standing in the second position of the outer doorpost, moved a small step and complained casually. As soon as the words fell, Qu Shengqing, who was the outermost, shouted: "Don't be crooked, just how Liangzi commands." ”

Although Qu Shengqing is not a goalkeeper, he knows very well that Ou Chuliang must be entangled in his heart at this time.

With such a long distance, such a wide shooting angle, and the footwork of the No. 6 in front of the ball, the "villain wall" composed of these five people is not worth mentioning at all.

And think back to Carlos's long-range shot just now, when the ball is really about to hit him, these untrained outfield players will subconsciously dodge it.

Not to mention others, if Carlos had kicked the ball from his side, he would not have tilted his head to block the ball with his face. As for whether the ball will fly into the net after getting past him, that's not something for him to consider.

"Liangzi, your fat brother treats you well, you have to take it leisurely with your fat brother!" Thinking of the end, Qu Shengqing could only pray in his heart.

After moving back and forth seven or eight times, Ou Chuliang finally shouted to stop. The five of them stood in place for an instant, motionless.

Seeing that Carlos began to slowly retreat, Qu Shengqing quietly turned his head and squinted one eye and looked straight.

"Whew! Fortunately, Liangzi, you are a real person! ”

Qu Shengqing is the human wall on the far edge of the outer goalpost, and at this time, his position has exceeded the outside of the goalpost by one and a half to two positions, and such a human wall position is to prevent the opponent from kicking the curveball from this side.

Such a clear defensive intent is the goalkeeper's signal to the opposing penalty taker: either push the limits and challenge the physics, or seek a shot from another direction.

Therefore, Qu Shengqing, who was standing on the outermost side at this time, became the safest person, except for the madman and the stunned, almost no one would choose to attack from his side.

Glancing at Carlos, who had left more than ten meters in the running distance, Qu Shengqing swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a grunt, and an ominous call hung over his head.

"Damn, no, what is he going to do with such a long running distance?"

At this time, the five walls of the National Olympic Games were tightly put together, and Yang Chen, who was sandwiched in the middle, wanted to cry without tears.

Other people can also twist their bodies to the left and right, but his position is called heaven and earth.

This is like a math problem for primary school students in later generations, knowing that Carlos's running distance is ten meters, to find Yang Chen's psychological shadow area.

"No wonder you choose such a position, these guys are all rushing to shoot!" Ladd looked at Ronaldo, Rivaldo, Bebeto and others in the penalty area, and saw at a glance what the Brazilian players were thinking.

'Do they really have that much confidence in their team-mates' free-kicks? Or is that long-range shot just now not blind, and he can still kick it again? ”

"Of course he can still kick it out!" Inter president Moratti laughed loudly, "This distance is not a problem for Carlos at all!" Half of the game was his range! ”

"Beep!"

At the referee's whistle, Carlos in front of the ball began to raise his arms and move forward with his feet in small steps.

At first, Carlos's small steps were frequent, but the distance he traveled was small, like that of a snail.

But every step he took stepped on the hearts of the Olympic defenders, stirring their nerves. This kind of running method is undoubtedly a blunt knife to cut the flesh, which makes every defender of the National Olympic Games extremely frightened.

Small steps moved little by little, and when it reached a critical point, Carlos suddenly opened his legs, and rushed to the ball with lightning speed and lightning to cover his ears and steal the bell, and the bell jingled to prevent the world from being full of love You didn't discuss Ying love me again, and with a bang, a piece of turf rose into the air.

Peng Weijun, who was standing on the innermost side and the most dangerous, widened his eyes, and there was an increasingly approaching ball in his pupils.

With a squeak, the ball flew past the corners of his ears.

This free kick, which was traveling at a speed of more than 150 kilometers per hour, was like a match that had been grazed through the scales, and it completely ignited Peng Weijun's ears.

In an instant, there was a roar in Peng Weijun's left ear, as if he was deaf.

In the wide-angle lens specially adjusted by the cameraman, the ball instantly passed through a distance of more than 30 meters, bypassed Peng Weijun, and flew straight to the upper left corner of the goal.

"Bang!"

Above the goal line of the National Olympic Games, a pair of big hands overlapping together at about 120 degrees suddenly stopped in front of the ball. Ou Chuliang's body in the air remained as motionless as a pole made of iron, and when his jumping feet fell to the ground again, the ball he received overhead was also tucked in his chest.

"Poof!!" Hidetoshi Nakata finally collapsed to the ground, his back against the sliding door, his chest stained dark red from a mouthful of old blood.

Not only Nakata, at this moment, fans all over the world were shocked.

, the ball was caught by him???