Fast!

Faster!

And even faster!

Long Shute's legs were still full of strength, and he chased after the soccer ball that fell far to the bottom line!

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But they were confronted by an even more intense, hot storm around Ronjut!

They can't break through!

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Utrecht goalkeeper Michel Worm was originally positioned a little further back in the centre circle - not because he wanted to learn from some goalkeepers to participate in the attack, but because the snow was too windy and his vision was blocked, he might not be able to see the dynamics of the front court if he stood in his own penalty area.

When Lindgren kicked the ball over, Worm was a little nervous and wanted to get back to goal immediately.

But after only a second, not only was he nervous, but he couldn't help but want to laugh, and his pace of retreat slowed down.

You, Swede, do you want to pass the ball? Or do you want to shoot? Still is...... Want to help us out?

"Rice ......"

Someone seems to be shouting something in the wind?

"Michelle!"

This time, Worm finally heard his name.

What do you want me to do?

To say thank you to the fans?

It seems like...... Didn't hear the final whistle?

He turned around to see what was going on.

What did the Utrecht goalkeeper see?

He saw the frightened expressions of his teammates.

He saw the excited faces of the Ajax players.

and a black shadow like a cheetah, which came to him in an instant!

This guy ...... What do you want to do?!

He thought he was Usain Bolt?!

He thought he could catch up with the ball?!

Although Worm wanted to make a mockery of the opponent's incompetence, as the team's last line of defense, he still quickly turned and retreated towards the goal.

Since he was six years old, he has been instilled by his coach that since he is a goalkeeper, even if the opponent has a 99.99% chance of not being able to catch up with football, he must return to defend in place.

So he chose to chase back with his strength.

So...... In the snowy stadium, under the bewildered gaze of thousands of spectators, two figures, one tall and one short, launched a 50-meter sprint race in the half of Utrecht.

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"Long Shute didn't give up, he is still chasing."

Duan Yixuan rubbed the teacup of his finger while absentmindedly explaining: "But Lindgren's kick is too hard, plus the wind and snow are so big, and the field is so slippery, even if you really catch up...... It's also difficult to control, not to mention, the opponent's goalkeeper is more than ten meters ahead of him, and the direction of this pass is a little ......"

"Caught up!"

His explanation was interrupted by Zhang Lu, a guest next to him.

Duan Yixuan looked up in amazement, and saw the moment when the victory and defeat had been divided:

The black lightning flashed past another tall figure, and the goalkeeper of Utrecht staggered like a baby who had just learned to walk!

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Damn it!

Worm couldn't help but feel like swearing.

This damn rain and snow!

He only ran three steps, and he almost fell under his feet, and it was impossible for such a turf to exert force!

The little guy at Ajax was at least ten metres away, and even if he slowed down a little, he wouldn't be able to catch up......

He comforted himself like this, but before the thought in his heart fell, a violent wave of heat swept past him!

He watched as the black storm overtook him!

The black robe is embroidered with two white circles!

Ajax No. 8!

How did he rush over!

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The flying snow particles make it difficult to open your eyes, the slippery turf makes it difficult for your feet to exert force, and the game has been carried out to the end, and the physical fitness is already at the bottom, and the control of the body is far less than usual, once you slip, it is easy to cause more serious injuries.

Long Shute understands all these truths, even if he didn't understand them before, he has already understood them after he has a scientific system.

But as if he didn't have any scruples, he stimulated all the energy in his body and accelerated forward at the fastest speed he could!

Ten meters behind?

It's nothing!

Because Longshute started too much earlier than the other party!

At full speed, he can cross 10 meters in one second!

What's more, Worm also turned around twice halfway through!

Hasten!

Hasten!

He's still accelerating!

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At the moment when Lonshit rushed into the opponent's penalty area, the whole stadium seemed to fall into a standstill.

Apart from him and Worm, neither Ajax nor Utrecht's players made any moves.

Everyone watched in a daze as his figure faded away.

Will he be able to catch up?

After he caught up...... What can be done?

With such a big pass and almost aiming at the left corner flag, what can he do?

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The Utrecht fans in the stands let out a second exclamation.

Lindegaard, who remained at the edge of the box, couldn't believe his eyes.

Longshute ...... Caught up with his long pass!

Ronshit caught up with the football less than three meters from the baseline!

But...... The football is still above his head, and it hasn't completely fallen yet!

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Rasmus ...... What a lot of effort did your uncle use!

Long Shute scolded Lindgren's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, and then slammed the brakes and jumped up.

“……”

De Kuhl, the commentator of Dutch television, suddenly had a short circuit in his brain at this moment.

His commentator partner, Janssen, struggled to spit out a few words:

"Long Shute...... In the air...... Turn 180 degrees ......"

At this time, Dekur reacted, and he jumped up as if he had been stepped on by the tail: "Is he a gymnast?!" ”

They are all professionals, and they know how difficult these two moves can be!

One second was still a 100-meter sprint, but the next second suddenly carried out such a non-human conversion, if you change to an ordinary person, even if you don't just jump because you can't get rid of the strong inertia and lose your center of gravity, it will also cause a lumbar abdominal muscle strain because of a sudden turn! Even torn!

But Long Shute did this trick, and he completed the twist during the jump!

He used his forehead to knock down the ball from the fall!

Then he landed on the turf and slipped under his feet......

It was already the end of the race, a 70-metre high-speed sprint, followed by non-stop braking, jumping, turning......

His control over his body has indeed reached its limits.

No outsiders have entered the Utrecht side for 15 minutes, and the snow flakes near the bottom line can even step on the footprints, and the slippery degree can be imagined.

Seeing that he slipped and fell, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a normal person!

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"Long Shute has slipped! Ajax's final counterattack is over! ”

Deckur also breathed a sigh of relief, and was just about to sing and dance to celebrate, only to find that Janssen was still looking at the broadcast screen with a solemn face.

Then he made a formal decision:

In the future, the match between Ajax and Longshut, until the end of the game, he will not gloat casually!

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Worm is finally back in the box.

He was undoubtedly the loser in this sprint race.

Although he had two more turns, he was at least a dozen meters ahead of his opponent in the starting position, but by the time he reached the finish line, his opponent had already completed a set of gymnastics movements with a difficulty of five stars!

And he fell and got up!

But it's nothing...... I was back in goal and he was out of the way and he didn't have a shot angle at all......

Worm comforted himself as he pounced towards the goal.

As long as you block the position of the near post, even if the opponent is Van Basten, he will never want to score!

Ay?

Van Basten?

Worm finally got back to where he was supposed to be, and he opened his arms and blocked the near post.

His opponent was positioned too close to the baseline and theoretically had no shot on target.

But just as Worm was in position to crush Ajax's last chance on the counter-attack, he saw the number eight in the black away shirt not hesitate to lift the ball high with the instep of his right foot.

Why pick?

If you choose to volley hard into the near corner, although there is not much possibility, if the general is too unlucky, it is possible to block the ball into his own goal in a panic!

Worm jumped subconsciously, but was still one step too late.

Could it be that someone answered?

He quickly turned his head to look behind him, but the entire half was empty, only a white snow falling in the wind.

Wind?

Worm's eyes almost straightened!

He looked at the ball that was clearly flying in mid-air in a direction parallel to the goal line, as if it had encountered an unstoppable attraction, and slowly changed course as it flew, grazing the goalpost in an unbelievable arc and crashing into the net......

"Whoa......

The side nets turned up white spray.

Worm sat on the ground!

His neck...... It hurts!

The evening breeze blew on Long Shut's face, and his half-length hair was blown by the snowstorm.

He held out his finger to the stunned Van Basten on the bench with a smug smile on his face.

I shot from a zero angle...... How is it compared to you?