Tang Jue is the peerless master on this turf, Tang Jue's left foot touched the football in advance, and the football changed direction and rolled towards Ali Sisoto's left side!

The results have come out, and Tang Jue has won this victory!

There was a look of pride in the eyes of the players on the white team. Then the next thing is to dribble the ball, kill into the opponent's penalty area, and then send the football into the opponent's goal. For Tang Jue, they trusted him very much, he had done this many times before, and he had always done it beautifully.

With despair in the eyes of the BLU players, what can be done to stop him? On this verdant turf, he had left everyone behind a long distance on his way.

Break through three people in a row to form a single knife!. However, with the exception of Pintori, no one knew that there was a problem with Tang Jue's body.

Tang Jue struggled to control the football under his feet, and his breathing was not even adjusted. But he couldn't stop, and Ali Sisoto behind him wouldn't give him time to adjust his breathing.

Tang Jue could only quickly adjust his breathing while dribbling the ball quickly.

What's wrong with the heart in the chest?

Damn the waist, what's wrong with it?

In Tang Jue's mind, this question kept being asked, but no one answered him.

The goalkeeper was ready, and he came out of the goal with a menacing save. He wanted to use his powerful momentum to suppress Tang Jue.

"Shoot! Shot! ”

The white player said eagerly. The hope of scoring a goal appeared in their eyes.

Tang Jue was three meters away from the goalkeeper, and the center of gravity of his body suddenly tilted to the left, like a bicycle traveling at high speed, and at the turn, his body formed a very small angle with the ground.

Like a bolt of lightning!

Tang Jue flew past the right side of the goalkeeper's body, and now the goal is wide open!

All Don has to do is send the ball into the goal.

This was a fairly simple action in the past. However, at this moment, this action turned out to be an arduous and abnormal action for Tang Jue.

Tang Jue's body seemed to have a big problem, Tang Jue's steps began to be messy, and his waist began to stiffen. Stumbling, the ball began to mess up again, and it seemed to be about to break free from Tang Jue's control. This left his teammates with a hint of doubt.

What's wrong?

What's going on?

Pintori looked at Tang Jue in pain, and muttered in his heart: "God is so unfair, do geniuses have to endure suffering?" However, this ordeal is also too big for Don. Maybe he's falling.

Ay...... Before he rises into the sky, he will fall. Before it reaches its glory, it will be extinguished!

God, what do you want to do? ”

Tang Jue was his most proud disciple, and he even felt that this was a gift from God. He thanked God in his heart countless times.

However, now seeing Don Jue's stumbling appearance, Pintori began to reproach God.

Tang Jue felt that he could barely control this body. The messy breathing made his chest rise and fall messily, without any rhythm, like someone who didn't understand music playing the piano, without any rhythm at all.

The goalkeeper had already sensed Tang Jue's abnormality, and he moved his steps quickly, hoping to burn under his eyes.

Since you can't adjust your breathing, don't breathe at all!

Tang Jue stopped the movement of his breathing muscles, and in an instant, his steps were no longer messy. The left foot kicked hard in the back of the ball, and the ball flew towards the empty goal.

The hope that had just burned in the goalkeeper's eyes was rudely trampled on by Tang Jue's left foot, and then extinguished!

The worries of the players on the white team disappeared in an instant, like lightning, flashing away!

"Beautiful!"

"Wonderful!"

"Oh God, I'm going to score like this!"

The white team members cheered. Tang Jue scored a goal in the game, which was the most normal thing in the past, as if it was as simple as eating and drinking.

They applauded because Tang Jue's shot this time was too exciting, breaking through the three people and hitting the empty goal. Before the shot, he seemed to have a problem with his body, but he overcame the difficulties to complete the shot after the last attempt.

At this time, Tang Jue was squatting on the ground, and his heavy waist made him unable to straighten his waist. His face was pale, and his chest was like a hill, constantly rising and falling. Cold sweat on the face is like a pulp, from the pores, scrambling to flow out, along with the cheeks. Drop by drop, drop by drop...... Falling on the emerald green leaves, the leaves shake gently.

Then Tang Jue looked up to the sky and lay on the turf!

The damp turf soaked Tang Jue's back, however, Tang Jue didn't pay attention to it. Now he needed to rest, even if there was a swamp behind him, he would still lie down.

In his previous life, the ridicule and ridicule of his descendants were blocked in his chest like a block. He smashed them with his fist. Now, however, there was a real block in his ribcage that made him barely able to breathe.

The members of the white team ran to Tang Jue who was stepping on the turf, and looking at Tang Jue's pale face and his chest rising and falling quickly and irregularly, they seemed to have found a problem.

"Don, what's wrong with you?"

"Don, do you want to go to the sidelines and take a break."

At this time, Pintori quickly came to Tang Jue's side. The pain on his face was even worse, as if he could feel the pain on Tang Jue's body. Pintori crouched down and said, "Don, you should rest." ”

Tang Jue opened his eyes, looked at Pintori's angular face, and smelled concern. There is also sadness in the midst of concern, why should he be sad? Does he know about himself?

Now it's a game, where is the reason to retreat without a fight. Damn the body!

Tang Jue tried his best to adjust his breathing, sat up from the turf with difficulty, and said to Pintori: "Coach, I'm okay!" ”

Pintori shook his head and said, "The body is important. ”

Tang Jue asked, "Coach, do you know that there is something wrong with my body?" ”

Pintori nodded.

Tang Jue frowned and asked, "Coach, tell me, what is wrong with my body?" ”

Pintori looked at Tang Jue with some sadness, and said lightly: "Actually, there is no major problem, only two surgeries are needed." ”

Still have surgery?

Two more surgeries?

Tang Jue looked at the coach's angular face and thought: The actual situation must not be as easy as the coach said. There must be something wrong with this body.

Since you know that there is a problem with your body, you must find it out. Tang Jue looked at Pintori and said, "Coach, you say, I will know sooner or later." ”

Pintori looked at Tang Jue's pale face, a slightly immature face with a sense of determination. He thought for a moment and said, "You have a heart problem, your kidneys have started to fail. ”

As soon as Pintori's words fell, the air began to freeze, and his teammates were struggling to breathe, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces, and a flash of surprise flashed in their eyes.

The condition is so serious, he has endured it to this day!

Tang Jue read this message from his teammates' faces. Could it be the result of last night's crossing? No, it's not. Such a message appeared in Tang Jue's mind: The afternoon before yesterday, all the members of the team were in the hospital and had a physical examination.

With that said, the test results from the hospital came out.

Just now, the teammates clearly revealed that the original owner of this body had not shown any abnormalities in the previous training. So, what kind of will did he use to suppress his physical discomfort and not show half a point in front of his teammates.

Such a strong will!

Could this be the foundation of his family business?

Heart and kidney disease, is that why he left football?

Sadness appeared in Tang Jue's heart, and then, his chest was full of heroism. The original owner of this body is so strong, no matter how you say it, you can't weaken his name!

Strong-willed!

I should have it too. I'm sick and I'm from 3000 A.D., so there must be a way to fix it. Change fate, choke the throat of fate, you must change!