The belief that the small table is moving forward is like the dragon slaying knife in the Legend of Heaven and Dragon Slayer, with a kind of domineering that commands the world and does not dare to obey.

I'm just going to get this ball, and I'm going to push this ball in.

is like a martial arts master who has signed a life and death certificate, with the tragedy of life and death.

If you go down this way, you will either live or die, and there will be no turning back.

Everyone felt the small table's decision not to score a goal, and would rather die.

Is this still the little table we know?

Isn't he a big fat pig who is submissive, sleepwalking on the field like a sleepwalking patient, who can't find a sense of position or presence?

He seems to have changed.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the head of the small table slammed into the ball, and he did not rely on brute force to hit it directly, but at the moment of impact, his head straightened slightly, changing the trajectory of the football.

"It's a great header and if it hits the woodwork, it will cause a lot of problems for the goalkeeper because the goalkeeper can't judge the direction of the ball and can't make the first move, which will be a fatal blow."

Under the strong action, the trajectory of the ball suddenly changed, and the angle turned and flew towards the upper right corner of the goal.

The small table, which fell heavily on the ground, ignored the pain in his flesh, and held his head high, wanting to see if the ball could fly in, and he had a strong premonition that the ball would definitely go in.

Can I get in?

All the domestic fans in front of the live broadcast were roaring, "Get in, get in, get in!" "The huge sound is like thunder in the sky, deafening, this is the inner cry of hundreds of millions of fans.

An oppressive and serious atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire Ajinomoto Stadium, and the fans present had the urge not to shout loudly, but waited quietly for the results to come.

At this time, there is only one scene in everyone's eyes, a decisive battle between cavalry and shield soldiers, can the goalkeeper save the ball?

Li Mingguo is now extremely happy in his heart, before the game, although everyone said that the small table has been abandoned and is no longer a threat, but he still carefully analyzed the goal highlights of the small table in the past competitions in his heart of sailing a boat for ten thousand years.

After watching it seven or eight times, he keenly noticed an interesting feature, that is, when the small table bombarded the header, it would subconsciously throw it to the right side.

Ten hours of collection and analysis, at this moment finally came in handy, at the moment when the small table flew to the top, he subconsciously made the final judgment, the position moved towards the right side of the goal, and then jumped high, like an octopus with teeth and claws, like a blooming peony, and spread his body area with all his might.

The direction of the ball is driven by gravity, creating a spin and a very tricky angle towards the right goal.

"This goal must have gone in!" Huang Jianxiang had already stood up excitedly, raised his arms and shouted, because this angle was indeed too tricky, and it was also externally rotated.

The fans in front of the TV were also cheering, the probability of scoring this goal reached 99.99 percent, and in less than ten minutes of the opening game, the Chinese team led 2-0, and the opponent was not Thailand, Vietnam, Myanmar These weak chickens, but the East Asian super strong North Korea team that entered the World Cup finals in South Africa.

I can't believe that even the craziest prophet before the game, the Cannon King would not dare to have such an idea, but he is real and about to happen.

The fans at the bar let out a wolf howl like hungry wolves, writhing the fat belly, and singing to their heart's content.

The North Korean players had a gloomy look in their eyes, and although they were convinced that they could beat the Chinese team, they were 2-0 down in less than ten minutes of the opening game, which was a huge blow to morale.

Meritorious coach Kim Nam-jeong put his hands tightly behind his back, secretly clenched his fists to prove that his inner waves are turbulent, not as calm as on the surface, he has done a lot of research, but only missed the small table will suddenly erupt, and the next game has been in a very passive position tactically. will be led by the nose by the Chinese team.

The Chinese team, which has a two-goal advantage, can attack, retreat, and counterattack, use the small table in the front court to create a threat, retreat can defend the whole line, compress the offensive space of the North Korean team, and adopt crowd tactics to protect the goal.

At the same time, the next tactic of the North Korean team is also like a big beauty who stripped naked, naked in front of the Chinese team's coaching staff, they have been forced to the edge of the cliff, and they can only attack.

One wrong step, one wrong step, but you can't mess up, if you mess up yourself, then it's all over. As long as the characteristics of the North Korean team are played, there is still a chance for this ball. Lao Jin is cheering for himself, and on the surface it looks even more light, as if I just conceded two goals first, I let you do it, and in the next game, I will not only be able to pull it back, but also kill you.

The aura is incomparably strong, and the surface is absolutely confident, this is the answer that Jin Nan is giving in an unfavorable situation, like a needle that fixes the sea, resisting the sudden wind and waves.

Just when everyone thought that this ball would definitely go in, suddenly a big pair appeared in sight, like the Buddha's Buddha's palm, even if you Sun Wukong jumped no matter how happy it was, he couldn't escape from my Five Finger Mountain.

It was goalkeeper Li Mingguo, in the last moments, he withstood it, and in the most difficult moment, he made a great save, a save that was enough to change the fate of the team, his big hand was encircled, blocked this must-score goal, and then slammed outward.

The ball was flipped out of goal range and he pulled the North Korean back from the brink of endangerment.

Director Zhu, who was nervously observing the situation next to him, was already ready to run wild to celebrate, his 61-year-old body was full of vitality, and his blood was boiling, as if he had returned to the youth of 18 years old.

However, this big hand blocked his dream, as if he dreamed of hundreds of millions of dollars in his sleep, sitting on more than a dozen big beauties, driving a yacht to sea, enjoying the sunshine and sea, and then walking on the peak of his rich and handsome life, suddenly a plate of cold water poured down, interrupting this wonderful moment alive, and the hatred in his heart can be imagined.

Lao Ji Fu Fang, aiming for thousands of miles, Lao Zhu, who came to his senses, comforted himself, his waist straightened, Jin Nanzheng's performance just now he saw in his eyes, there is quite a kind of Taishan collapse and does not change the cultivation, how can he not lose the battle, but also to show, let the wind and waves rage, I sit alone on the bow of the boat, see the wind and rain freely.

This man! Always have to learn and progress, always have to compare, Lao Zhu suddenly has a realization, if you want to go further on the basis of the present, the strength of the heart is particularly crucial.

"Blocked, blocked!" This powerful header with an extremely tricky angle was blocked by Li Mingguo alive, and Huang Jianxiang hugged his head for the first time, in disbelief.

And the twenty or thirty fans who watched the game at the scene were also a little sluggish, God pounced, God pounced, there was such a world-class save, didn't even God give the national pig a chance to redeem itself?

When the small table in Belgium rides the wind, when the rush forward, set thousands of favors in one, since the wind and water can be mixed, when the prosperity fades, the hero becomes a bear, there is a kind of luck in the dark is hindering you, making you poor, never come out.

It's just a little bit away, but you just can't touch it, and you vomit blood angrily.

This is a chance for the small table to fight for it! He did everything he could, but fate seemed to play a joke on him. Or even molest.

Xiao Table's heart couldn't help but feel a little low, he was not a strong person, seeing that he had put his life on the line, he still couldn't form a fatal blow, and he couldn't help but fall into some self-doubt.

A self-enclosed person always likes self-denial, but unfortunately, the small table is actually a closed person at heart.

Just when all the members of the North Korean team were relieved, suddenly a figure appeared in front of the ball, pulling out his feet and shooting angrily, cleanly. Leave no chance for a reaction.

The referee's whistle sounded like thunder, which shocked all the members of the North Korean team, and also shook the five thunders of the Chinese team, and the ball went in, and it was so easy, it was as simple as picking up a cup and drinking a sip of water, which simply made people doubt their lives.

"Who is it? Who exactly? Huang Jianxiang, who reacted, roared angrily, a trace of intoxicating blush flashed on his face, it was delicate, yes, every sensual person must have a trace of feminine softness hidden deep in his heart, but he usually didn't show it, and when he was excited, this trace of softness must flash.

"It's the 10th, it's the 10th, Yang Biao, Yang Biao, Yang Biao!" Emotional involuntarily, and trembling when he speaks.

Zhan Jun and He Hui also stood up excitedly, as if they had seen a ghost, how he appeared, they didn't notice.

"How did he appear, how did he appear, how did he appear?" Huang Jianxiang directly came to a triple question, asking others and himself.

The man who scored enough to change the trend of the game, like a god emperor, bathed in the camera, without a trace of excitement, as if scoring this goal was just a trivial thing, the cold gaze shot out of his eyes, like electricity, seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, and the whole body flashed with an evil light, just like Huang Yi's magician Pang Ban, mysterious and evil, domineering a generation.

Yes, Platini does have the unique temperament of Huang Yi's magician Pang Ban, especially the cold temperament in those eyes. The kind of invincible domineering hidden in the depths.

Perhaps at this moment, there is only one person who can fully describe it, and that is Haruta Inoue.