The referee has already put the whistle in his mouth and is about to blow the whistle for the end of the first half. Chu Yang attacked with the ball.

It will be his last chance for the first 45 minutes.

When Milk bragged about Chu Yang, he always liked to say that "the midfield to the opponent's bottom line is in his range", but now, the midfield to the bottom line is Chu Yang's active area.

In order to fully exert the impact of the striding meteor, Chu Yang specially retreated to receive the ball near the midfield.

Mo Ya's pass was just right, and Chu Yang stopped the ball very well, even a little too good.

It means that he is not satisfied with stopping the ball, and by the way, he also gave the players who followed the defense.

Then it's a matter of stepping out of the long legs and making a long spurt.

It is rare for people to see such a center forward who comes and goes unscrupulously in the middle, and the crazy breakthrough on the field is more likely to occur on the two wings or when the defense counterattacks, and it is indeed a great spectacle in football for Chu Yang to rush stupidly in the face of thousands of troops in the middle.

In particular, the distance that is longer than ordinary people makes him look completely like a stupid second fool.

But at this moment, all the players on the field, all the spectators in the stands and in front of the screen, no one dared to be stupid.

Legend has it that people who have been in high positions for a long time have their own majesty in their words and deeds, and it is said that it is called aura.

At this moment, Chu Yang seemed to have an aura on his body.

This aura is a bit similar to the devastating aura that comes with the title of Warcraft, but it is a little less domineering than that aura, more elegant, and more temperament that seems to be unable to stop him.

The oncoming midfielder was swept clean by his swift change of direction with the wind, and the defender who followed him was left behind by him with a simple man-ball.

Before the other defenders were in place, Chu Yang had already come to the line of the big penalty area.

Leco's eyes lit up, and he quickly pulled open the gap and reached for the ball.

Chu Yang didn't squint, raised his feet, and hit the door.

The ball flew towards the goal like a cannonball, and the defender who couldn't block it quickly turned to look, just in time to see the goalkeeper swooping down with great agility.

He couldn't touch the ball.

The hearts of the Atletico players and fans were half chilled at that moment, but the ensuing scene gave them a new lease of life.

The ball hit the crossbar hard and flew back into the box.

Atletico Madrid breathed a sigh of relief, only Avaro in the backfield noticed that Chu Yang quickly ran towards the penalty area after shooting the goal.

The power of this shot is great, and the bounce back is also very far.

Chu Yang rushed over his head a little, and the ball went over his head and fell behind him.

Just when some people were gloating, fans who were familiar with Chu Yang had already expected the next moment.

Chu Yang made the action they imagined, braking sharply, turning, jumping, and shooting with his heel.

The scorpion wags its tail.

The ball goes in.

Tie.

The entire Mestalla stadium was immediately in a frenzy.

Mo Ya, Banderas, and Joe came one after another, surrounding Chu Yang in the middle, looking even more excited than Chu Yang.

Chu Yang just opened his arms, opened his five fingers, and once again put on Da Fengxian's stinky fart of "You see Lao Tzu's dick is not a dick", and he couldn't drag it.

“goal！ In the forty-fifth minute of the game, Chu equalized the score for Valencia! This is another dragon tail swing! He's almost turned this weird way of shooting into his regular weapon, it's just terrifying! ”

"Avaro doesn't cry, stand up and."

"People Alvaro just accidentally completed an unusual shot, and he didn't think about comparing with Chu Yang, what do you mean by being sneering here?"

"Lao Tzu is willing."

"The old lady is also happy."

"There's no yin and yang, no cynicism, it's just that I feel sorry for the Spanish golden boy."

"I finally played a heel goal, and before I could blow it, Chu Yang played a more exciting dragon tail."

"Someone's goal is just as wonderful, can't you blow it?"

"Of course you can, as long as he's kind."

The half-time ended in a 1-1 draw, with players from both sides returning to the dressing room to recover their strength while listening to the manager's instructions.

Grecel was foaming at the mouth in front of the tactical board, but Chu Yang was deserting below.

He's looking at the list of achievements.

Although the stone is powerful, but it needs a process of accumulation, the timing of the long shot just now is fleeting, he played in a hurry, failed to use the stone shock, it reflects his own long-range shooting level, as soon as the ball leaves the foot, he feels that he may not be able to score.

He had studied the Fontaine and Schwartz matches, and they often had bursts of fire in those situations, but they both had high shooting percentages, or at least they looked better than him.

It made him feel like his shooting should be stepped up.

Now that the shot has come to 16, it is getting closer and closer to 18, a number that can make a qualitative change in his shooting attributes, and he does not have absolute confidence to break many records in La Liga.

"That's it...... 'On the way: 10 hat-tricks in his career (9/10).'"

Chu Yang believes that as long as the shot reaches 18, plus a hundred steps through Yang and Wushuang Divine Shot, his shooting skills can definitely stand at the peak of the current football world, and those who can be compared with him can be counted on one hand.

According to the system, 18's attributes are combined with top talent and skills, and he can be the best in a certain skill even in the entire history of football.

Even a core player like Chu Yang didn't notice desertion when the coach arranged tactics, and it is conceivable how calm Valencia's locker room is, but it is not so harmonious in the away team's locker room.

Atletico Madrid coach Simons slowly glanced at his players, and everyone was silent.

Simmons didn't stay silent for long, and said slowly when everyone's pressure was at its highest, "Can anyone tell me where this is?" ”

A group of people, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to speak.

"Gerding, tell me, what is this place?"

Gerding, who was named, felt a sudden shock in his heart.

He was the team's first centre-back and he was partly responsible for conceding a late goal in the first half.

"This is the Mestalla, the home of Valencia."

"Is it Mestalla? I thought it was the Bernabeu or the Camp Nou, but it was just a fucking Mestalla! Who will tell me what the hell is Mestalla? What the hell is Valencia? Simmons didn't let anyone answer this time, and said to himself, "A team that was struggling in La Liga a few months ago, a team that has just been rebuilt for less than two months, a team that a Chinese landlord bought to play......"

"It's ridiculous that you've been beaten into garbage by a team like this."