Jun Mo didn't aim at all, not to mention that even if he aimed, he couldn't kick accurately. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He just rushed to the most comfortable place at the most comfortable time and used the most comfortable position to kick the ball comfortably.

The ball slammed straight into the face of Moriei's right winger with a thud that pierced the air, and he instinctively closed his eyes and ducked his head to dodge, but the ball still rubbed against his head. It's already a lot better than a direct hit in the face.

He vaguely heard Jun Mo's sigh when he closed his eyes, and seemed to hear Jun Mo say: "Damn, I didn't hit." ”

Did he deliberately kick people in the face? Is he trying to get revenge for that goal?

After the ball rubbed against the top of his head, the direction of the force changed, and it bounced high into the sky, although the speed of the upward movement was also very fast, but the original effective clearance also became high and not far away.

"Grab the spot!" Yang Zhe shouted that he was already physically exhausted, and the danger of this ball was actually caused by his ability to keep up with Sen Ying's right winger.

At most, the ball could fly just a few meters outside the line of the big penalty area, and Yi Peng had already run there, but he was running out of the penalty area, so he could only turn his back to the goal.

"Stick to him! He must not be allowed to turn around and shoot! Yang Zhe continued to command, and he also ran towards Yi Peng from the left side.

Niu Ben, who had already been on the bar with Yi Peng, naturally would not fall, and he had been constantly pulling Yi Peng in the run in order to compete for the first opportunity.

But he lost to Epeng again.

Yi Peng got stuck in front of Niu Ben before the last move, but he also felt that it was getting harder and harder to make moves under Niu Ben's defense.

"Don't even think about turning around!" Niu Ben stuck it on it, and used the old man's cart that was suspected of Yang Zhe's signature defensive move, Niu Ben entered the No. 1 middle school team to play football with Yang Zhe during the summer vacation, and he was naturally exposed to it.

"Good boy!" Yi Peng didn't have time to stop the ball, so he leaned back against Niu Ben and used his left foot to move the ball to the left when the ball landed at the knee level.

It's Wang Hong again!

Wang Hong inserted the forbidden area again, and this scene seemed familiar.

It's a single knife again!

Yi Peng's ability to make the ball is terrifying, and the entire back line of Yizhong is played with by him in applause! It's only been a few minutes since the game, and that's already a lot of good passing!? If his teammates could have seized the opportunity, Mori Ying would have overtaken and led by two goals!

The right back of No. 1 Middle School was originally an amateur, and when the game was nearly 80 minutes old, his physical strength was even more dripping, and he couldn't run at all, and Senying's players were like playing chicken blood one by one after Yi Peng came on the field, so now the right side of No. 1 Middle School has completely become the opponent's corridor.

Wang Hong looked back at the ball while running, unlike the previous two times, he needed to slow down slightly this time in order to let the ball catch up with him, but there was no one around, it was still a single chance, and because the ball speed was not fast, it was more conducive to the preparation of the shot.

"I'm not going to waste another chance!" Wang Hong encouraged himself, looked up at the goal, and wanted to confirm the position of the goal and the goalkeeper, but saw what he didn't want to see.

Jun Mo!

It's Jun Mo again!

Jun Mo didn't know when he appeared in front of Wang Hong, and even the bystanders didn't know when Jun Mo ran to that position.

Wang Hong's legs were frightened, and his running stopped, "Didn't he clear the left side of the penalty area at the beginning!?" Why did you run to the right side of the penalty area again?"

After this pause, Wang Hong felt a white object slowly roll out at the end of 0 below his field of vision.

Ball!

Forgot the ball!

Wang Honggang was about to shoot, Jun Mo was another unreasonable ball-facing pump, his posture and footwork were strange, and he looked like an amateur.

But this ball king is not aiming, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, and a hint of anger.

MD, he definitely wants to avenge the previous slap in the face!

Although the distance between the two was very close, the ball still rose up at a furious speed and went straight to Wang Hong's face!

"This kid!" Wang Hong scolded in his heart and instinctively avoided it.

Originally, the ball was very close, and as a defender, you should not kick it at the opponent, because the slightest rebound can cause the opponent to score.

As a scorer, this ball should not be hidden, as long as the ball is smashed on yourself, no matter which part, it is possible to score.

But negative and negative are positive, and what should not be turned into what should not become should.

The ball was kicked out of the penalty area by Jun Mo again.

After Wang Hong dodged, he watched the ball fly out and leaned on, and immediately felt very regretful.

"And!" The person who shouted lightly touched the ball, and the ball smashed into the penalty area again, and Nie Ran ran to the half of the middle school again.

Zhuang Yihuan couldn't help but praise after seeing it: "This person ...... The mind is very clear...... Quite calm. “

Nie Ran was originally the starting point of Senying's attack, and he saved the ball from his own bottom line, but in a few backs and turns in the penalty area, he actually ran to the penalty area again.

It's so everywhere!

It is precisely because of his ubiquity that Moriei's attack continues! It was as if an invisible net had been compiled, and one was surrounded by a dead man in the middle.

Nie Ran's ball was headed at Yi Peng, and the ball speed was not block, but the players of No. 1 Middle School basically lost their ability to run now, and no one even wanted to intercept the ball.

It was another one-on-one between Yi Peng and Niu Ben, Niu Ben just wanted to go around to grab the ball, but was grabbed in front by Yi Peng's side shoulder and stride.

Niu Ben doesn't know how many times he has scolded his mother in his heart.

Yi Peng's grabbing, not only stuck Niu Ben behind, but also instantly blocked Niu Ben's sight, Niu Ben is now completely unable to judge the situation in front of him, let alone where the ball is, he can only judge by Yi Peng's direction Yi Peng seems to be carrying himself away and turning around to shoot.

"Stop!" Yang Zhe shouted

"Gotta hold on to the ball!" Niu Ben retracted his position slightly, ready to fall to the ground and shovel the ball at the moment when Yi Peng turned to the side, that is, when the ball could reappear in his field of vision.

Sure enough, Yi Peng turned half of his body away, and Niu Ben's vision instantly became clear, but there was no ball at Yi Peng's feet!

What about the ball!?

Niu Ben stared at Yi Peng's feet and moved his gaze up slightly, the ball reached Nie Ran's front, and Nie Ran was almost in front of the first penalty area!

Damn, it's Yi Peng's cooperation in making the ball for his teammates to shoot! I've been deceived again!

The goalkeeper of No. 1 Middle School had already shifted to the left side due to Wang Hong's insertion from the left side before, and he had not had time to come back, so Nie Ran aimed at the right side of the goal.

Shoot hard! The ball flew into the air and swept past Yi Peng and Niu Ben with a strong momentum, and blasted towards the upper right part of the goal.

The goalkeeper of No. 1 Middle School was still behind the left side of Yi Peng Niu Ben, and there was no reaction at all.

This ball is here!

Nie Ran was already about to start celebrating, when suddenly another person appeared in the air on the right behind Yi Peng Niu Ben.

The man's posture was the same as that of a baggage dragon.

He kicked his legs off the ground, and his whole body was in the air.

"You creeps! It's endless!" The man shouted in the air, completely unaware of the incredible expressions of the crowd.

It's him again!

"One~Library!" Jun Mo shouted, this time he finally cleared the ball out of the sideline with a clean kick, and he kicked the ball out with the sole of his shoe. When he got up from the ground, he felt a silence in the air, and the court lost the sound of mutual calling, but only the sound of thumping basketball and ping pong ball in the distance.

Only then did Jun Mo realize that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes, and that kind of look was as if his eyes were cramping, if his eyes could cramp.

How is this possible?

Is this a human thing?

Some people just can't believe how Jun Mo used such an unconventional posture to clear the ball. And more people can't believe Jun Mo's three consecutive defenses.

These three defenses, the first on the left side of the box, the second on the right side of the box, and the third time in the middle of the box!

No one noticed how Jun Mo had moved to three completely different positions in such a short period of time to complete the interception!

Will he teleport!?

Every time at this time, Zhuang Yihuan, who would mumble to himself, was silent.

Yang Zhe and Deng Jianguo know very well that this wave of words "almost" is derogatory, which is completely Jun Mo single-handedly defended the three-way siege and cleared the siege with three must-score goals to forcibly hold the tie.

"Humph! What to see! Is it a hang that scares you like this? "Don't be disdainful.

***

One drum, then decline, three and exhaustion, Sen Ying couldn't attack for a long time, as soon as the explosive momentum during this period passed, Sen Ying's breath also sank, but the morale of one gradually rose, and there were only a few minutes left in the time, although there was no verbal exchange, but the two sides seemed to have reached a tacit understanding of such a draw psychologically.

But Yi Peng is an exception.

"One more goal!" Yi Peng's bell-like voice shook every Senying player, making their hearts flutter again, and at the same time intimidating a player.

"Enough time!"

Damn, this Yi Peng is so good at playing, isn't the equalizer enough? Must overtake? Deng Jianguo scolded in his heart.

But in Yi Peng's view, it is necessary for the newcomers of Senying to win this game and gain confidence growth.

"Be merciful, Team I!" Deng Jianguo half-jokingly.

"Be forgiving and forgiving, the draw is almost over." Yang Zhe agreed.

"Haha." Yi Peng laughed, and before he could say anything else, someone next to him interjected.

"Bastard, Idatori! You think beautifully! It's us who score! The one who wants to win, it's us!" Jun Mo walked up to Yi Peng and glared at him fiercely with his eyes, his forehead against Yi Peng's forehead, "You remember it for me!"

Yang Zhe and Deng Jianguo felt a cool breeze blowing through their souls, and their whole bodies froze in place.

This guy can't figure out the situation!

"That's right!"

Another shout made Yang Zhe and Deng Jianguo almost pee out, and their legs were as soft as noodles.

Niu Ben walked out from behind Yi Peng and Jun Mo, and also topped Yi Peng: "You don't want to score another goal!"

In fact, the person who was most stimulated by Jun Mo's performance was Niu Ben, who had already been annoyed and angry when he lost to Yi Peng in a row.

"Hahaha, let's try it then!" Yi Peng said cheerfully.

***

The game continued, Sen Ying threw the ball out with his hand, looking for Yi Peng, Yi Peng had already pulled to the sideline near the ball to catch the ball, Yi Peng just unloaded the ball with his chest, Niu Ben flashed out from behind and intercepted the ball!

"Mine!" Niu Ben shouted.

Everyone was shocked, this was the first time Yi Peng had conceded a goal in this game. Yi Peng also didn't expect Niu Ben to follow from the center back position to the wing.

"Fight back!" Niu Ben took a step with the ball and shouted.