Volume 1: Our Own League 017: Sometimes luck is more important than strength

Li Jie knelt on the ground in disbelief, his face full of incredulity.

He didn't expect that Yang Hao would risk falling to the ground and force his foot out and poke the football out. He didn't expect that Yang Hao would stretch out his hands on the ground at the last moment to prevent himself from falling, and he also rushed forward like a cheetah.

This series of operations really stunned him.

He didn't expect Yang Hao's determination to be so resolute!

Yang Hao taught him a good lesson.

Zhong Haokun on the side was also confused, he didn't expect all this, he was shocked.

Yang Hao's fighting spirit, which became more and more frustrated, and his determination to move forward together despite it, really made his soul tremble.

No wonder some would say that many geniuses are paranoid.

This Yang Hao is terrifyingly paranoid.

The players of Class 6 were extremely excited, and they rushed to their hero in a swarm and lifted Yang Hao up. At this time, Yang Hao was their king.

Seeing this, Xu He was also distracted for a while.

Yang Hao's performance had a great impact on him and made him doubt himself a little.

Before this, he had always thought that he was very powerful, and there should be few people in this school who would be better than him. But today, Yang Hao let him know what genius is, there are people outside the heavens.

Previously, he was really a frog in the forbidden land.

"Xu He, what are you doing in a daze? Ready to play? ”

"Xu He, are you scared?"

"Xu He......"

The sudden sound instantly surprised Xu He, and he immediately turned his head to look, and saw the cool Mu Yang waving to him, signaling him to play.

1-3 behind, and there is not much time, Mu Yang, who doesn't want to lose, naturally wants to give it a go.

Substitution, then a striker.

At this time, he was going to be replaced by Xu He.

Hearing this, Xu He's heart was instantly filled with excitement.

Finally it's my turn!

I'm finally going to play!

What Lin Xuefeng Yang Hao, you are all younger brothers. Look, your nemesis Xu He is here.

Xu He excitedly took off his jacket, revealing the No. 17 jersey on his body, and then rushed to the sidelines, ready to play.

He doesn't have much time left, but he is confident that he can do well.

I'm sure I'll be able to lead the team to victory.

Certain!

Yes, Xu He knows what he should do when he plays at this time!

Seeing that Xu He was about to play, Li Liying suddenly stopped him: "Xu He-come on!" ”

Xu He turned his head to look at Li Liying and nodded firmly.

He silently said in his heart: "Come on, Xu He!" ”

Then he high-fived Jin Yubin, who was replaced, and rushed into the court, and he Xu He finally appeared.

Excited, he ran directly to the front line, ready to help the team attack the city.

Zhu Ge said: "Xu He, go to the right side, you come to play the right midfielder, try to feed the ball to the striker!" ”

Mu Yang and Zhu Ge naturally knew Xu He's strengths and weaknesses, and they hoped that Xu He could use his speed and ball control to create opportunities for the forward line. After all, Xu He's shooting skills are really terrible, and they don't believe that Xu He can score.

Hearing this, Xu He was slightly stunned.

Despite his doubts and surprises, he still went to the right midfielder.

As long as you can play, you can play in any position.

He's a brick to the team right now, and he's going to move wherever he needs to.

Seeing Xu He on the field, Li Jie shouted: "Old Xu, come on!" ”

Xu He nodded firmly, and then said in his heart: "Today, I must score!" ”

Regarding the substitution of the ten-class football team, Yang Hao didn't care about it.

Perhaps in his opinion, he was the only one who could threaten their victory. As long as he doesn't fall himself, no matter who is on the opponent in this game, it will be their six-class football team that wins.

Therefore, Yang Hao didn't even look at Xu He.

Scorn!

Evenly, it's a blatant disregard.

The competitive Xu He was very angry in his heart.

He made up his mind in his heart that he must make this arrogant Yang Hao regret it.

Xu He devotes himself to the game, he wants to prove himself, I, Xu He, am not a little minion.

At the beginning of the game, Xu He was very active on the side, running up and down back and forth, tearing the opponent's defense line and looking for opportunities.

However, the main direction of the 10th class football team is still on the left side.

With a bang, the football was passed to Lin Xuefeng's feet by Zhu Ge. In the shouts of a group of warblers and swallows, Lin Xuefeng directly divided the ball, passed the opponent's defenders, and entered the opponent's penalty area.

As soon as he drew the centre-back out, he reversed the triangle and sent the ball to the middle of the box.

Zhang Zhen's leg at the front point did not put it down, he leaked the football, and Mu Yang, who followed up, shot with his leg when no one was defending, and the football roared out and flew into the opponent's goal.

Two to three!

Muyang bombarded the goal and scored.

After the goal, Mu Yang looked very calm, just raised his hand slightly to celebrate, and then waved his hand to signal the players who came up to celebrate to hurry back to their own half and start the game again.

Because now they are still behind.

Xu He wanted to go up to celebrate, but after seeing this gesture, he returned to his half.

The game restarted, and Yang Hao started his solo show again.

At this time, no one dares to take it lightly.

Li Jie and Zhong Haokun are waiting for the battle, yes, Zhong Haokun has already given up the middle defense, and the focus is completely on Yang Hao's side.

In this way, the middle is empty, and the other attacking players in the sixth class are out of the middle and have a chance.

It's a pity that Yang Hao ignored all this and still chose to go it alone.

Yang Hao first used the rhythm to pass one person, and then one pedaled a bicycle and passed another person, and rushed directly to Li Jie. Just as Yang Hao was about to pass, Zhong Haokun leaned directly and used his strong body to directly jam Yang Hao outside, and then Li Jie quickly came up and destroyed the football with a big foot.

Facing the unusually strong Zhong Haokun, Yang Hao really suffered too much, and his body couldn't bear it.

Seeing that the football was broken, Yang Hao's brows were tightly locked, and his eyes were full of fierce fighting intent.

The football was cleared by Li Jie's big foot and flew to the right side of the front.

Seeing the football flying over, Xu He immediately leaned on the defender behind him with his body.

Xu He's body is still okay, although he is not as perverted as Zhong Haokun and Mu Yang, but his physical confrontation ability is still there.

The guy who defended him was obviously not very good at defending, and he was carried by Xu He and stretched out his feet from behind to destroy the football. Xu He seized the opportunity in an instant, and without waiting for the football to land, he directly stretched out his leg to pick up the falling football behind him, and the football flew backwards quickly.

Xu He turned around and directly got rid of the defender who lost his center of gravity.

The side lane is completely empty.

Xu He immediately accelerated to catch up with the football and sprinted on the side.

As soon as he ran out two steps, he saw Zhang Zhen in the empty space behind the penalty area.

Xu He didn't say a word, he directly waved his right leg and kicked the football, he wanted to make a high-altitude arc ball cross, and pass the football directly to the top of Zhang Zhen's head at the back point.

Unfortunately, the football kicked out turned out to be a half-high ball, and it floated directly towards the opponent's goal, and the cross turned out to be a shot.

But the speed of the shot is not very fast, it is a little shaky, and it doesn't seem to be a threat.

The opposing goalkeeper was very relaxed when he saw the goal, and the ball was his.

The opposing goalkeeper immediately reached out and was ready to receive the ball.

But at this moment, a figure rushed out from the side, and just as he was about to touch the football, a long leg stretched out and kicked the football he was about to hold.

With a bang, the football flew into the goal of the sixth class football team.

Three to three!

Class 10 football team equalized!

It was Zhang Zhen who scored the goal!

Zhang Zhen's sense of smell in front of the goal is too good, he can score such a seemingly unexpected goal, which is really amazing.

Xu He was impressed.

Zhang Zhen, who scored the goal, also gave a thumbs up to Xu He, who passed the ball, signaling that Xu He passed well and was very hidden, so that the opposing defenders did not notice him who was ambushed at the back point, which gave him the opportunity to shoot back in.

Seeing this thumb, Xu He blushed a little.

But he was happy in his heart because their side equalised.

Xu He waved his fist at Zhang Zhen and congratulated the other party.

Li Jie rushed up from the backcourt frantically, jumped directly on Xu He's back, and roared excitedly: "Awesome!" Lao Xu, you are so powerful, you are simply the savior of our team, amazing! ”

Xu He was really embarrassed to say this.

The other players also ran over, and even Zhu Ge gave Xu He a thumbs up, which made Xu He blush even more.

At this time, do you want to tell your teammates that you just wanted to pass the back point, but this pass was kicked by him?

Xu He immediately shook his head, thinking about it, forget it, it would be too embarrassing.

No matter what I thought at the time, but this assist was really my own, so I Xu He is still very powerful.

Xu He turned his head and looked at Yang Hao provocatively, who knew that Yang Hao didn't have a bird at all.

This gave Xu He the feeling of punching the cotton.

Xu He snorted coldly: "You are really proud!" ”

Xu He immediately turned around and continued to fight, he firmly believed that as long as he trained hard and improved his strength, no one would ignore him at that time.

"Xu He, come on! Aim for a goal! ”

Xu He cheered himself on.

There was not much time left in the game, both sides wanted to win, both sides stepped up their attacks.

However, it is clear that the Class 6 football team is running into a big problem.

Yang Hao, who has been fighting hand-to-hand with the top 10 defensive players, is physically exhausted, and his breakthrough success rate has dropped sharply, as if there is no longer any threat.

The Class 10 football team immediately seized the moment and attacked wildly.

In the final minutes, the game was completely one-sided. Under the signal of Zhu Ge and Mu Yang, the players of Class 10 frantically besieged the goal of Class 6, and the goal of Class 6 was in danger.

Xu He was very positive and frantically impacted the opponent's goal.

But his shooting skills were really poor, and a close-range volley in the box was actually pumped directly by him to the goal post, and then bounced off the bottom line.

Xu He himself was a little reluctant to go.

However, none of this affected his mentality, he was still fully committed, attacking aggressively, looking for every opportunity, just for a goal.

But seeing that the game time was approaching, he still had no chance to score, and he felt a little regretful in his heart.

However, he has not given up and has been working hard.

Just when the game was about to end, Lin Xuefeng on the side shook left and right in a row, and after shaking two defenders, he got the space to shoot, and he shot directly with his legs.

With a bang, the ball slammed straight into the inside of the near post before bouncing off the right flank.

The ball hit the knee of Xu He, who was waiting for his chance near the small penalty area on the right, and then the ball rolled into the goal of the sixth football team.

Four to three!

Xu He completed the lore in a daze!

Seeing the football in the goal, Xu He was a little crying and laughing, and said in his heart: "It seems that sometimes, luck is more important than strength!" ”