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I don't know why, I was obviously spared, but I still had a thick shadow in my heart.

A straw prevented No. 1 Middle School from falling into hell, but below, the gate of hell, did not have the slightest intention of closing.

Jun Mo and the others looked at the expressions of the Qingyang players, and their expressions did not have the slightest regret.

Chen Ce's face was full of confidence, as if the goal that was blown away was not worth cherishing at all.

They... Confident to score in the time to come!

Qin Hao felt a deep chill, which completely cooled his already burning body.

Some of the players from No. 1 Middle School simply sat on the ground to rest, and Tan Xiao also felt that his legs were shaking slightly unconsciously, and he was about to cramp!

No. 1 Middle School can't last long.

Jian Muye didn't complain at all about the referee's behavior of blowing the ball, he held his hands in front of his chest, his waist straight, and looked at the court.

This goal did not go in, but this goal has already broken the first hit.

No. 1 opened a big kick, but the ball was easily picked up by Qingyang, and no one even wanted to take the ball in the midfield.

Is even Jun Mo tired?

This is because the overall formation of No. 1 Middle School did not overwhelm the front court when the dead ball was dead, and Jun Mo did not want to run forward, but just followed the positions of Deng Jianguo and Qin Hao and others.

Yu Yihuan tried to retreat to fight for the top, but was quickly stopped by Qingyang's people, and Yu Yihuan was still too isolated in the frontcourt.

This time, there was no need to pass through Chen Ce, and Qingyang's ball was quickly delivered to the front of the first penalty area.

Is there no hope? Qin Yiyu's face flashed with a solemn look that had not been seen for a long time.

"I'll kick it!" After comforting Huai, he inserted a long-range shot.

"Don't even think about it!" Yang Zhe didn't know when he recovered it in the middle and blocked the ball with his body gambling gun.

"Is it really not going to work?" Yang Zhe looked at Tan Xiao next to him and thought, he felt that Tan Xiao's movement ability was declining rapidly, and he was ready to help Tan Xiao fill the position.

Yang Zhe doesn't have much physical energy left, but compared to Tan Xiao, Deng Jianguo and others, it is still sufficient, the main reason is that Qingyang's two wings retreat to the middle of the organization are more common, and they rarely take the means of strong penetration on the side, so the physical consumption of the fullbacks is relatively small.

"It's not over yet!"

The ball hit Yang Zhe and bounced back, it was in the direction of Shu Huai, and Shu Hua rushed up to shoot again.

"Don't think!"

Qin Hao barely destroyed the ball with a tackle, and after the tackle, he didn't stand up for a while, and his body was still in the process of recovery, this game was indeed a bit reckless.

Don't worry, destroy this distance, there is no one in the back.

Shu Huai comforted himself like this.

The entire formation of No. 1 Middle School has been compressed to the front of the penalty area, and there are no players from No. 1 Middle School behind him, and now it is the time for Qingyang to besiege unscrupulously!

The ball rolled not far away, Shu Huai stabilized his body and prepared to go back to get the ball, and suddenly, a figure appeared between him and the ball.

Number 7!

It's that kid again!

After Chen Ce saw Yu Yihuan, he was filled with an ominous premonition, and immediately shouted: "Don't let him get the ball!" ”

Shu Huai hurriedly ran in front of Yu Yihuan when he slowed down and turned around: "Hehe, return the ball!" ”

Before Shu Huai finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark.

It wasn't a black, but an illusion of Yu Yi's harmonious shadow flashing.

Shu Huai seemed to feel that he had lost his center of gravity in an instant, his body fell to the side, and he instinctively took a step to barely support it!

Shu Huai looked back in horror, feeling a little more relieved, the team's right back kept a very good distance from himself, even if he was harmonized by Yu Yi, the defender also occupied a very advantageous defensive position.

But the next scene made the stone that Shu Huai put down in his heart smash hard in his heart, almost smashing his heart through.

Facing the defender who was standing in a good position, Yu Yihuan did not stop to slow down after passing Shu Huai, but made a pause feint, and then took the ball away, and his body rushed out like a spring.

Raw trip!

What a speed!

Chen Ce, who had already been returning to the defense in advance, found that he couldn't keep up with Yu Yihuan at all.

After passing Shu Huai and the right back in an instant, Yu Yihuan faced a large open space.

This open space did not exist in the first place, because the two-man layered defense was basically impossible to break through, not to mention the help of the right midfielder behind the midfield.

But Yu Yihe relied on his personal ability to create a breakthrough in this way.

Like a lightning speed, Yu Yixiang followed the left ribs into the penalty area.

Qingyang was too pressed, and the defenders in the middle did not dare to go to the right side for a while, but only dared to slowly approach the area on the right side when they retreated from the middle.

Yu Yihuan has already reached Qingyang's penalty area, and there are three Qingyang players in front of him on the right who are constantly retreating and adjusting the angle according to his pace. Chen Ce and others in his right rear were struggling to chase back, and at the same time, there was Chen Zijie who followed up at the far end.

Is it backwards, or forward?

This is not what Yu Yixiang is thinking about.

This is the question that Qingyang's defenders are thinking about.

Yu Yihuan's eyes were firm, he had been waiting for such an opportunity all the time, but the vigilant Chen Ce had never given him such an opportunity for the whole time!

I'm going to score!

I want to score!

After entering the penalty area, Yu Yixiang slowed down the speed of dribbling because there were too many people in front of him, and the speed tended to be a smooth rhythm.

Both sides are waiting for the other's variations.

Yu Yi harmonic variation!

His body tilted outwards like a phantom.

Bottom?

The outermost defender hurriedly shifted his center of gravity to defend the bottom line, but his body froze.

Because, the phantom of Yu Yi's harmony tilt was instantly corrected!

It's another feint.

Yu Yihuan's shake did not shake the defender away, but it shook out an angle, and the seamless defensive blocking of the three finally appeared a gap!

You can't pass this gap, but you can shoot this gap!

Yu Yihuan didn't hesitate, he seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time, his thighs didn't swing too much, his calves exerted force, and his right foot pushed the ball out directly!

The three defenders' eyes were full of eyes at the moment, no matter how hard they tried to move their bodies, it didn't help, it all happened so fast, and they watched the ball pass through the only gap between themselves and their teammates.

It's within reach, but there's nothing you can do.

But there is one person who can still exert his last strength!

The goalkeeper raised his hand almost instinctively, he could only spread his hand as far as he could to extend the length of the defense, he could not judge the path of the ball, nor could he expand the width of the defense, betting that the ball would just hit his hand.

Luck and instinct prevailed over technique.

The ball that went straight to the far corner hit the goalkeeper's hand, changed direction, and went high above the goal.

The ball didn't go in!

The audience all took a deep breath, and they didn't expect that in the final stage of the game, the two teams staged such a wonderful attack and defense.

"Is there any hope?"

Qin Yiyu looked at Yu Yi and thought about it.

There is also hope if he can steal the ball.

Qin Yiyu's gaze shifted from Yu Yihuan's body to Jun Mo's body.