Time passed minute by minute, unconsciously, the game had come to stoppage time, three minutes of stoppage time, the Hengda players seemed to be attacking, but in fact they were around the periphery of the Shen team's penalty area, and as time went by, they became more and more impatient, on the contrary, the Shen team became more and more relaxed.

The fans in the stadium not only did not feel dull, but felt excited, they did not expect that the defense could be so good-looking.

Time had entered the last moment, and Yang Biao roared for no reason, "Attack!" ”

Like a mad lion, it instantly broke away from the backfield and rushed towards the frontcourt.

Yang Biao's unexplained action suddenly confused everyone.

"What does he want to do?" He Hui and Zhan Jun in the live broadcast room also asked their inner questions. After all, his action was too sudden, and he defended well, so why did he suddenly mess up.

And the members of the Shen Quilt team seemed to have received a signal from the head wolf, and instantly surrounded Gao Lin, who received the cross, like a pack of wolves, waving sharp long claws.

Gao Lin received the cross, and was about to adjust his position, bowing his head and shooting, when he suddenly saw that there were people around him, and his scalp couldn't help but tingle.

After Chen Nan grabbed the ball, he directly kicked the ball towards the backcourt with a big flying foot.

The ball arcs through the air and lands on the backcourt. There are at least 50 meters away from Yang Biao, and Jiang Ning and Hu Bing of the horizontal team are about 35-40 meters away from football.

It's better to break the siege! But why did the members of the Shen Quilt team suddenly mess up, could it be that they collapsed at the last moment, but looking at their expressions, it was impossible!

All this seems to be a huge mystery in the hearts of the fans, and even the Hengda players are in a daze.

Yang Biao instantly clicked on the star card of the wind-chasing boy Owen, Yang Biao really felt for the first time what is called a speed-type striker, at this moment he only felt the wind in his feet, and the wind blowing in his ears was blowing, like a wind snail.

The current Yang Biao is a Bugatti sports car with an aero engine.

Thanks to Brother Tuhao, who installed a fairly handsome and chic body for him, at this time, his flowing shoulder-length hair ran wildly, debauched and scattered everywhere, sweat beads swayed and sprinkled, and the strong light shone on the sweat beads, blooming with seven-colored brilliance, making his whole hormones soar in a straight line, and he was extremely masculine.

The stadium, which was still full of confusion, suddenly seemed to be hot oil and cold water, squatting and boiling, and at this moment, everyone stood up.

Because they saw a person flying, no, he was flying, and the frequency under his feet was so fast that he could barely see clearly.

Holy shit, he looks like he's going to fly, you see the frequency under his feet.

My day, does he want to advance to the Iron Palm Grass to fly?

"This No. 17 must have been born in sprinting." Look at his speed, at least 12 seconds per 100 meters.

Jiang Ning and Hu Bing also saw Yang Biao, who was rushing towards football, his feet seemed to be equipped with invincible Hot Wheels, his scalp was numb, and he was running all over the field, at the last moment, he could still maintain such abundant physical fitness and sprint for 100 meters, what did he eat to grow up?

"Dad, why did he run so fast, is he a popeye, ate spinach"

A cute little fan asked his dad with a confused face.

His father was speechless and finally pretended not to have heard.

Jiang Ning and Hu Bing also hurriedly started, not daring to slack off at all, and used their strength to run towards the football, if Yang Biao got the ball, it would all be over.

At the same time, the players of the entire Shen Quilt team seemed to have a tacit understanding, and the defense turned into offense in an instant, and all the players struggled to run towards the half of the horizontal team, roaring angrily, like a tiger descending from the mountain, out of the cage black bear, with a depressing to the extreme. Offensive and defensive transposition in an instant.

At this time, the Hengda players saw that the time had reached the last minute, and they also accepted the fact of the draw psychologically, only in the backfield of Shen was aimlessly reversed, waiting for the referee's whistle, and at the same time thought that the same was true for the Shen team.

"Danger!" Lee Jang-so, who felt a little powerless, had a hideous face, and suddenly ran to the sidelines, roaring angrily to direct the players to return to defense.

Yu Bao looked calm at this time, walked to the sidelines, the light in his eyes was sheng, his fists were clenched, showing the tension in his heart, and the actors on the bench behind him all stood up, supporting each other, looking at a man who was like a wild lion, like a man with a thousand rays of light.

Suddenly, Shen who rushed forward was collided with the Hengda players who were about to retreat quickly, to a certain extent, the Hengda players blocked the foul, but because Shen was benefited by the team, the referee did not pay attention to it, and the backcourt was full of people turning on their backs, and the tactics arranged by Yang Biao had been successful, blocking the Hengda players who wanted to chase back.

Fuck, he went above and beyond.

He really went above and beyond, how could it be?

The first one, Jiang Ning was overtaken by Yang Biao from the side, he subconsciously wanted to pull Yang Biao and wanted to make a tactical foul, but unfortunately, he stretched out and couldn't even pull the corners of his clothes, but he stumbled and fell to the ground.

watched Yang Biao go away.

Jiang Ning's face flashed with a kind of helplessness and resentment, and he knelt on the ground and slapped the ground helplessly to vent.

This scene is deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts, and it is rare that this 17th is really lawless.

The audience stood nervously, the drums were gone, and the roars were gone, and they wanted to see if this god-like man in the audience could finally get the ball and score it.

Transcendence!

Transcendence!

A miracle, this is a miracle!

He Hui and Zhan Jun also roared in the live broadcast room, although it is commonplace to surpass another person with speed in reality, but on a specific occasion such as a football field, it can ignite passion, make people's blood boil, and surpass two people in a row, which is unique in the Chinese Super League, even in the Chinese Super League.

Although they have seen a lot of scenes like this in other leagues, it is the first time in the Chinese league and in China, and it is inevitable that they will be excited.

Everyone couldn't help but cheer, at this time there was no difference between friend and foe, and some just wanted to watch a wonderful performance. It can even be said to watch a person's wonderful performance.

Yang Biao was extremely calm, took the first step to control the ball at his feet, made a cross-cut, and ran wildly in the direction of the goal with the ball, like a wild horse that had escaped.

Facing the goal directly, Zeng Cheng, who is a top goalkeeper in China, is ready to move left and right there, wanting to put pressure on Yang Biao.

Yang Biao's extremely calm push shot was simple and clear, and the momentum was heavy. The football crossed an arc in the air and hung straight into the corner of the goal, Zeng Cheng didn't have time to react, he could only watch the ball drill into the net.

"The ball is in!"

"The ball is in!"

"The ball is in!"

Zhan Jun and He Hui in the live broadcast room looked incredulous, although they both believed that the goal would definitely be scored, but when it really went in, they were still excited.

Lee Jang-so desperately waved his hand on the sidelines, asking all the players to press, as long as the referee has not blown the whistle, everything is possible, this is the stubbornness of a South Korean in his bones. In fact, no matter what we think of the stick, there are some things that are really worth learning from the stick, especially at the spiritual level.

The halftime kickoff, Zheng Zhi made a callback, Sun Xiang vigorously hoisted the ball to the goal of the Shen team, and before the ball fell, the referee said, "Huh!" The whistle sounded, not giving Hengda one last chance to attack.