It's harmony!

It was he who appeared in front of the far post and used a half-flying snatch!

Why is no one keeping an eye on him!?

Why is no one keeping an eye on Yu Yihuan?

Wasn't there three people watching him closely?

With a flick of the instep, the ball flew upwards and hit the goal at the top of the goal, the net made a small arc, and then stopped the ball back, the ball fell to the ground, and it rolled twice and rolled to the back of the net to stop. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ball went in.

It's incredibly easy.

To use a phrase often used in commentary, I can score this ball for me. What's more, he is Yu Yihuan, if he can't score such a ball, then he is not Yu Yihuan.

But Moriei's players were still enveloped by a chill.

Simple, isn't it amazing? Simple, is it garbage?

Of course not!

The more expert you are, the more you understand this.

Yi Peng understood.

This is as if the supreme realm in martial arts is to simplify the complex, turn the tricks into no moves, and reach the realm of perfection, which is natural, and between gestures, it is all powerful.

Just like in real football, some players have a very low goal efficiency, do not score non-difficult goals, and always score some world waves, but the value of such players is not necessarily higher than that of players who score goals efficiently but score very simple goals.

Previously, there may have been players who were lucky and thought that Yu Yihui was a dribbling maniac who liked to work alone and was sometimes lucky enough to score the world wave.

But this ball completely killed their illusions, Yu Yixiang is also a simple and efficient shooter, the sense of smell of opportunities and the ability to grasp opportunities are equally good, Yu Yihuan, almost all-round!

Yu Yihuan staged a hat trick in such a relaxed way, which was really as comfortable as gently putting on a hat when he went out in the morning.

"You'd love to fight him, wouldn't you? He's probably your toughest opponent in the last three years! Yi Peng looked at Lian Hao on the sidelines, Lian Hao's body was not on the court, it could be seen from his fiery and fanatical eyes that his spirit had already come to the court.

4:4, the score on the field became 4:4!

The score was pulled back to the same running line, and the time had exceeded 90 minutes, but according to the agreement at the beginning, there were still 5 minutes of stoppage time.

But no one seems to have the will to fight anymore, and even if some people still have physical strength, they don't have the motivation to continue competing.

Although Senying's players were unwilling, they were forced to draw by a middle school when they thought they would win, but they didn't feel that this was completely unacceptable.

Some of the players in No. 1 even celebrated, and it was certainly worth rejoicing that their group of miscellaneous fish were able to fight with Moriying.

Yu Yixiang did not celebrate.

"Hey! Who's going to get the ball over! "A shout was heard.

***

Jun Mo stood near the midfield and pointed in the direction of Moriei's goal.

Moriei's goalkeeper was stunned, and looked at each other with a few defenders, and he didn't know who Jun Mo was calling.

"Look at what! Say what about you? Jun Mo shouted again.

A few people were inexplicable, and they didn't know what Jun Mo was going to do.

"The gatekeeper! That's you! Pick up the ball and drive it to me, I just asked the referee, and it's five minutes away! The game isn't over yet! I'm going to hurry up and kill you! Give it to me quickly, don't waste my precious time! ”

"Damn! What did he say? Senying's players were dissatisfied with the discussion, and the goalkeeper was also very angry when he heard it, but when he saw Jun Mo's menacing appearance, he couldn't help but weaken his legs, and obediently fished the ball out of the net and drove it out.

Jun Mo, at this time, you still want to win the game?

Yi Peng and Deng Jianguo even had a trace of respect for Jun Mo in their hearts, this kind of desire and persistence for victory, looking at the entire Zhulu League, I am afraid it is difficult to find a few people who can match it.

Deng Jianguo was excited, his eyes flickered, at this moment he felt how correct it was to find Jun Mo, he seemed to see the long-lost spirit of No. 1 Middle School from Jun Mo, the spirit that was gradually lost with the appointment of the new principal, but No. 1 Middle School had won the respect of the entire city with this spirit in history.

"Good! Brother Mo, let's play these last five minutes! Yi Peng was in awe.

As soon as Yi Peng's words fell, the ball was about to fall from the air to Jun Mo's position, and Jun Mo raised the football in a dashing manner, as if his movements had never been so stretched and natural.

After all, he just installed a big B.

Then the ball bounced off his foot, landed on the turf, and rolled slowly over a long distance, and everyone looked at the ball with strange eyes that had been watching, and their eyes moved with the roll of the ball, until they were trampled on by one foot.

This man is none other than Moriei's goalkeeper. Jun Mo passed the ball and stopped it again...

Everyone's eyes followed the ball, and then looked at Moriei's goalkeeper, blinking, not knowing how to deal with the situation for a while.

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

Senying's goalkeeper was even more dazed, staring at the ball at his feet for a long time before raising his head and looking at Jun Mo in front of him, and then, everyone's eyes followed Moriying's goalkeeper's gaze, and they all turned their heads and looked at Jun Mo.

Jun Mo raised the foot that was about to stop the ball before it touched the ground, and the whole person froze like a wax figure.

Then, I heard a "flutter" and several people laughed.

This laughter actually came from outside the field, and Jun Mo looked at it, shocked and angry.

"Hahaha, although Jun Mo actually received the ball." Jin Wan clutched his stomach and laughed wildly.

"And the stopping action looks pretty awesome." Then he smiled and slapped Jin Guan's back next to him.

"But it's useless!" Ke Shi laughed so hard that he knelt on the ground and pounded the ground wildly.

Then it was like an infectious disease, and everyone in the audience laughed to the ground, in fact, this was not an infectious disease, but a fuse, and the laughter bomb in those people's stomachs was no less than that of Ke Shi and the others.

"Damn! The three of you! Jun Mo wanted to kill people angrily, as if his whole body was burning with anger, and his eyes shot at Ke Shi and the three with knives, but these three people were already immune to Jun Mo's murderous aura and completely ignored them.

Ke Shi and the three of them naturally came to Jun Mo to go home together, and when they came to the Internet in the morning, Jun Mo told them that he was going to the game in the afternoon, and also said the game time, but because the game did not start on time, and five minutes of stoppage time were added, so Ke Shi and the three of them came to the game after the game and the game was not over, and they happened to see this scene of Jun Mo's embarrassment.

The green tendons on Jun Mo's fists burst out, his forehead was full of angry lines, and his face was gloomy like a dark cloud before a rainstorm. Suddenly, Jun Mo withdrew his murderous eyes and walked straight towards Sen Ying's goal.

Goalkeeper Moriei felt an invisible pressure like him, and his laughter turned into a dry laugh, and then the whole person trembled, Jun Mo had already walked in front of him with a dense dark cloud on his head, as if he was going to eat him.

Jun Mo's vicious face was suppressed, and the goalkeeper Mori Ying was so frightened that he closed his eyes and curled up in a ball, only to realize that nothing had happened after a few seconds, and when he opened his eyes, he found that Jun Mo had already walked towards the midfield with the ball.

It turned out that he was going to pick up the goal himself!

"Humph! I'll do it myself! Jun Mo said as he walked.

Some people were still laughing, and some people had already walked to their positions, and Jun Mo's move told them that the game was about to start.

Yu Yihe and Chen Zijie walked back to their half court quietly, and the two cold-faced people didn't laugh at Jun Mo in the first place, but now they have a straight face. Deng Jianguo and Yang Zhe also had a fighting spirit in their hearts again, this feeling had not appeared for a long time, even in the official match of the Zhulu League, they had never felt so eager to continue fighting.

Yi Peng laughed, but he didn't laugh at Jun Mo's stopping, at the moment when Jun Mo's funny stop appeared, Jun Mo's performance picture of the whole game seemed to be triggered, and scenes of memories flashed in Yi Peng's mind, through these pictures, Yi Peng suddenly understood something, so he laughed.

"After all, I'm still a novice, Brother Mo, I'm sorry...... No, I think thank you. Yi Peng muttered to himself.