However, Hoffenheim not only pressed all the midfield, but also played a combination that Fürth's coach Labadia couldn't sit still!

"This is your chance!" Tom exclaimed excitedly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Hoffenheim fans also stood up excitedly, they didn't dare to shout, but as usual, they sang their war songs in unison, and the low industrial heavy metal music, although there was no accompaniment, still stimulated people's souls!

"God knows, I don't want to be an angel!"

Riding the song, with a long-suppressed resentment, Weiss took the lead with the ball into Fürth's penalty area!

It was Nerich who rushed back as fast as he could, however, against his former team-mate, Weiss simply smashed the ball and turned to pass him with ease.

"How is that possible?" Nerich's eyes were full of shocked expressions, Weiss was not so powerful before!

Weiss was not greedy, he passed the ball diagonally to the front, and instantly broke the Fürth backline that had just been organized, and had already rushed into the Fürth penalty area, and Hedring, who had been hiding in the crowd, rushed out!

"Shoot!" Tom shouted excitedly.

Hedlin rounded his thighs and hit them with a powerful shot!

It's just a pity that Hedrin doesn't know if he hasn't played for too long, or if he's afraid of hitting the plane, this shot should be too right, and the goalkeeper Kirchstein, who Fürth loaned from Hamburg, although reacted a little hastily, reluctantly withdrew his hands and clenched his fists to hit Hedrin's shot out!

And that's not all!

The ball bounced back into the box, and the blue Hoffenheim and the green Fürth scramble, scrambling for the balls flying out of the air.

Luckily, Betram was standing right at the point where the ball landed, and he was the first to stop it.

It's just that, in the face of Kohler and Seitz pounced, Betram panicked, and he hurriedly kicked the ball out of the bottom line.

Wait a minute!

Is it the bottom line, not the sideline?

"Damn, are you confused?" Labadia, who was on the sidelines, waved his hands angrily, as excited as if he was going to hit someone.

There's nothing wrong with breaking the ball off the line!

But you can't do that in front of Hoffenheim!

Everyone knows that giving Hoffenheim a corner kick is almost giving them a chance to shoot!

You can't necessarily score, but it's as dangerous as being shot from an open spot in the box!

Sure enough, in the expectant eyes of Hoffenheim fans, Beta, who had been staying at the back, finally crossed the halfway line and came to Fürth's penalty area without hesitation!

"It's coming, it's coming! Here's the real opportunity! Tom grinned happily as if it was the New Year, "Beta's header is his famous skill, let's look forward to see if he can take advantage of this opportunity to equalize the score!" ”

Rangnick on the sidelines, like Labadia, stood on the sidelines.

He actually didn't know the bottom of his heart, because this time it was Weiss who took the corner kick instead of the team's assist king Salihovic! When Weiss was training in the team, the strength he showed was still a precise free kick, and even Eduardo and Copado couldn't compare!

But now, Weiss can only be punished!

Weiss was standing in the corner area, he was actually a little nervous, after all, if the ball couldn't reach Beta's head, he would have to take the blame!

"Don't be nervous, kick to the landing point you want, and leave the judgment and scramble to me!" Beta's words rang in his ears again.

"Whew!" Weiss let out a long breath, his eyes hardened.

Trust your teammates!

In perfect condition, he did not hesitate any longer, trotted two steps, raised his leg and flicked the whip, and the football placed in the corner area flew out like a cannonball.

"Rear point!" Beta confirmed the landing point the moment Weiss made his move.

On the one hand, it is his own judgment, and on the other hand, he also has a "heart and soul" with Weiss, the relationship between the two is good, it can be said that they are good friends, and they have been certified by the system, so they triggered the attribute skill of "Tobiang".

Hell-bent on redemption, Betram hurriedly grabbed Beta's jersey and desperately blocked Beta's pace.

"Get out of here!" Beta stared, his strong waist twisted suddenly, and a huge pulling force suddenly came from the somewhat wet jersey, and Betram suddenly couldn't hold it, and subconsciously let go of his hands.

Beta barely stopped, and together with Biliskov, he rushed to the landing point of the football.

"Hey, young man, you have to know how to be polite to the old man!" Biliskov snorted heavily, squeezed Beta with his thick chest, and as he spoke, he jumped first without waiting for Beta to reply.

This Croatian is a bit not simple, his body is very strong, and he is also very cunning, and if Beta doesn't want to burst out to push him with all his might, he may not be able to squeeze it! But if Beta wrestles with him, like just now, he will almost be affected by this cunning guy to the rhythm of the header!

It's a little strange to think about it, Marić is also a Croatian, why is there such a big gap in strength?

Beta didn't think much of it, he kicked his legs and jumped hard.

In the air, Beta finally regained the feeling of crushing!

Biliskov was strong, but he was also a bit bulky, and his bounce was pitifully weak compared to Beta!

Obviously, he also knows his disadvantage, so he jumps first to occupy a favorable position in the air! And he has a lot of movements, one hand keeps pulling the hem of Beta's clothes, and the other hand wants to take advantage of the early jump to press on Beta's shoulder!

Do you want to use beta as a support for staying in the air?

How can it be!

With his terrible bouncing speed, Beta broke free of Billyskov's hand at once.

In the next second, Beta had already crossed the height gap between the two and made eye contact with Billyskov!

"Just you? It's really an old man, right? Beta didn't speak, but his cold eyes were full of disdain.

After giving Biliskov a full taste of his disdain, Beta twisted his waist and turned to face the direction of the football. And in Billyskov's astonished eyes, Beta continued to rise, he had not yet reached his limit of flight!

"Heavy header!" In the air, Beta shook his head steadily.

The football exploded into the air like a cannonball, and Kirshstein, who had been watching the battle between Beta and Billyskov, had already tried his best to save it, but Beta's header angle and speed were not at the level that a normal goalkeeper could save!

At that moment, it was quiet!

“Goooooooooooal！” Tom's earth-shattering roar completely ignited Hoffenheim's enthusiasm at home.

"Beta! Beta! Beta! More than 4,000 Hoffenheim fans in blue jerseys excitedly shouted the names of the scorers.

After the goal, Beta held his head high and ran with a finger on the sidelines, his first goal, dedicated to the fans who have been supporting him!

"Beta lives up to expectations! He scored this crucial goal! Hoffenheim equalised! Tom said excitedly, "Straight to the dead end, this is a theoretical dead end, even if the peak lion king comes, he may not be able to pounce!" (To be continued.) )