320 hope is ahead

In that last little moment, everyone was worried that the referee would blow the whistle early. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the referee was biting the whistle, as long as Ouyang Qingfeng's goal was destroyed or hit the goal, no matter whether he scored or not, he would sound the final whistle.

Everyone was obviously a little exhausted, no matter which team the players were, but at this time, Ouyang Qingfeng was unusually calm and calm. Because he knows that this is the last ball, as long as they work hard to complete this goal, it means that the balance of promotion is tilted in their favor.

Before Li Yuhao arrived, a few Korean players came up first.

"Heh!" With Ouyang Qingfeng's sneer, he pushed the ball forward, and immediately, a familiar action, fried croquettes, was clearly displayed by him again, and then the magical oxtail ferry shook over a midfield.

Li Youhe arrived, the mature and experienced Li Youhe did not intercept Ouyang Qingfeng as recklessly as those junior juniors, he had already calculated Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, but no, Ouyang Qingfeng brought the ball to him, and used the Marseille slalom coherently after a false flicker, without waiting for Li Youhe to prepare.

By this time, he had already run away a few meters away.

Half-time head-on against Lee Yu Ho.

The two were less than six meters apart, and Li Yuhao also struggled with the last bit of strength, Ouyang Qingfeng's head was raised suddenly, and a golden light burst out from his eyes.

Suddenly, as soon as the speed was raised, his movements suddenly became faster, and his whole body completely lost the previous tiredness, and he went directly with the ball.

The movements of his feet are free, as if he has entered the natural state of the zone, but he is not like entering the zone, neither his movements nor speed reactions are as fast as the zone, but he is very human to compare.

Li Yuhao's figure flashed and appeared in front of Ouyang Qingfeng, and the two faced each other for the first time.

"That's right, you guy, you didn't have so much energy until the last minute! To be honest, I didn't expect anything from you for the first ninety minutes!" Li Yuhao said to Ouyang Qingfeng in a stiff Chinese.

"Really?" Ouyang Qingfeng's mouth twitched, but his face did not mean any pleasure.

"This time, even if it's only for a minute, let's fight seriously!" Before Li Yuhao's words fell, his body suddenly moved, and the next moment, his feet had already appeared at Ouyang Qingfeng's feet.

Ouyang Qingfeng's eyes shrank, and the whole person was so surprised that he couldn't do it, because Li Yuhao's kicking speed was too fast, so fast that his face changed.

Everyone in the field was staring at the duel between the two in the midfield.

The last ball, life or death.

"What, I have definitely surpassed the normal speed of this guy before, but now ......" Ren Yi was behind Ouyang Qingfeng, clearly looking at Li Yuhao's kicking speed, his whole person was exactly the same as just now, and even burst out with stronger strength than before.

Ouyang Qingfeng pulled back, flicked the ball to the side, and when his right foot was about to catch the ball, Li Yuhao had already touched the ball, and before he could take the ball away, Ouyang Qingfeng directly turned around and stuck between him and the ball, turned his back to Li Yuhao and controlled the ball at his feet.

Li Yuhao's body retreated and then turned around, returning to Ouyang Qingfeng, he pulled the ball back, the corners of his mouth grinned, ready to send the ball out, Ouyang Qingfeng stretched out his left foot from behind, and an irregular movement blocked Li Yuhao's pass.

The battle between the two once again ignited the passion of the two teams.

"How is that possible!"

"Do you mean...... He's in the zone, too?"

Everyone is incredible, especially Kim Ki-jun and Lee You-hyuk of the South Korean team, the two are the most familiar with Li Yuhao, his strength is undoubted, but now this Chinese teenager has intercepted Li Yuhao, who is full of firepower.

"Heh!" Li Yuhao's face changed slightly, with a hint of excitement in surprise.

And Ouyang Qingfeng's face was bloodless, and he looked at Li Yuhao coldly with a little panting.

Li Yuhao's movements under his feet are very profound and mysterious, the virtual and the real are difficult to identify, a switch Li Yuhao is about to break through from the side, and when he is about to break through from Ouyang Qingfeng's side, Ouyang Qingfeng's body retreated, as if he had stepped on a lost track, and retreated several steps in succession, but when he first arrived in front of Li Yuhao, without saying a word, he made a strange downward movement, and his right foot slammed into the ground and rushed forward, with the illusion of directly hitting Li Yuhao.

However, how could Ouyang Qingfeng be such a reckless person, but before he slammed Li Yuhao, he suddenly turned around and changed direction, and with a hook at his feet, he went with the ball.

A wind.

"This is ......" Looking at Ouyang Qingfeng's strange steps, Tang Bo's face twitched in shock.

The head coach of the South Korean team held his head in his hands, so nervous that he didn't dare to look at the time, and nearly half a minute had passed since the confrontation between the two on the field, and no one let anyone, let alone run with the ball in the last little bit of time to shoot the ball into the goal.

Is it all going to stop here, and this game is a 3-3 draw?

He didn't want to, the arrogant South Koreans would never play a draw with a country with backward football skills, that would be a shame, and he would be removed from office when he returned.

But right now, he wants to shout, he wants Li Yuhao to score again.

However, nothing can change.

Ouyang Qingfeng took the ball down, Li Yuhao bullied him again, the two acted very similarly, but in different directions, the next second Li Yuhao took the ball away, Ouyang Qingfeng would follow him and continue to take the ball away.

None of them expected that such a wonderful individual confrontation today would become a legendary topic in football later.

Ouyang Zhentian didn't expect that it was only at the last moment that Ouyang Qingfeng showed his extraordinary strength, which made him look at him once again.

"This man, I'm going to decide!"

Although Han Meimei didn't know what the uncle next to her was talking to herself, she didn't dare to shout at this moment, because the arena was unusually quiet, and everyone was staring at the final duel.

It's not that everyone else is a fool standing still, but everyone is following each other to guard against one person, and at this time, on the field, except for their respective goalkeepers, everyone else is stuck together.

It's like those last seconds in the NBA.

No one wants to let anyone go, and the only hope is in the man who takes the ball and fights against him.

The referee bit the whistle and looked at his watch.

"It's too late!" Li Yuhao showed a smug smile, "In the end, you still didn't win me!"

"Really?" Ouyang Qingfeng replied, the corners of his mouth grinned, and the smile was a little penetrating, "At least the ball is still at my feet, I didn't lose!

Li Yuhao's face changed.

Ouyang Qingfeng's eyes quickly scanned the situation in the backcourt of the Korean young star team, and decisively rubbed his right foot lightly on the football, and the football jumped high on the grass. When he landed on his right foot, his left foot quickly lifted up.

"Blazing, Flame, Phoenix!" A powerful kick crossed nearly half of the court.

A phoenix roared, and the football danced wildly in the air with a roar.

This is a new move that Ouyang Qingfeng has been honing in the European arena, and he has also kicked an incredible shot in the game.

"Wow!"

Everyone on the entire field looked at the ball kicked by Ouyang Qingfeng with disbelief on their faces.

Enter, not enter.

No one knows, not even Ouyang Qingfeng himself doesn't know if this ball will be shot into the goal, the distance is too far, if it weren't for the time, he doesn't think he would kick such a ball at such a distance.

The football circled in the air like a phoenix for a while, crossed the heads of many people, and plunged into the door of the Korean teenage star team. The goalkeeper still didn't make any movement at the moment, looking at the unbelievable ball in his mind, he was so shocked that he couldn't make any movements.

And in the entire football field, this moment is quiet, even if a needle falls on the ground, I am afraid that a soft sound of "jumping" can be heard.

Ouyang Qingfeng grinned, "It seems that I still won." ”

For a few minutes, you were still celebrating the upcoming victory, and this second, it's all over!

Football is round, and no one can be sure what will happen on the pitch in the next second.

The whistle blows, and the game ends. (To be continued.) )