Chapter 57: Is It Lore?
'At 75 minutes, it was 1-1 and the home fans were starting to get anxious and it looked like it was not going to be an easy win.
The Bremen players don't want this, the cowhide is blown out before the game, take Cologne, and have a happy Christmas, but what can be done?
Tang Zhenglong entered the system.
"Can I redeem the corner kick god level grab point now?"
"Congratulations to your master, this game is okay."
Tang Zhenglong breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally there was nothing more than a moth.
"OK, exchange."
"But the host ......"
"What? Don't spit out. β
"There is an implicit condition to this skill."
"Implied conditions? No, I've used it so many times, and every time it succeeds, don't you think there's any limit? β
"Actually, there is, that is, the ability to defend your team's header must be below 80, if it is more than 80, then the skill card is not guaranteed to be effective."
"Why didn't you say it before?"
Tang Zhenglong suddenly realized that it was because there was no such player in the previous game, and at least one player on the other side in this game had a header ability of more than 80%.
That's Klose!
Tang Zhenglong looked at Klose, that is to say, as long as he dodges Klose, then the use of skill cards is still no problem.
"System, isn't that the truth?"
"That's right."
"Okay, exchange."
Tang Zhenglong probably shouldn't be so unlucky, could it be that he just happened to meet Klose to defend himself?
Tang Zhenglong clasped his hands together, "Bless don't have such a strange thing." β
"Please don't show up."
*****
"Bowman pushed the ball out of the bottom line, Cologne got a corner kick opportunity, I checked the data, Cologne corner kick goal probability is very high, thanks to Tang Zhenglong, let's see this corner."
Podolski ran over to kick off, and Tang Zhenglong hid in the penalty area.
At this moment, the person who was most unwilling to see appeared next to Tang Zhenglong - Klose.
Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, what were he afraid of.
"Hello Milo."
"Hehe, you're really good at German."
"Thank you, and so are you."
Sweat.
Although Klose is a Pole, he has been in Germany since he was a child, and his situation with Tang Zhenglong is still different.
"Milo, your header is so good, how do you practice?"
Klose smiled, "My headers are still average compared to yours, I've seen every one of your headers, how you run, you always seem to be able to get around the defenders. β
Be dumbfounded.
Completely dumbfounded.
Tang Zhenglong rolled a dead fish eye.
It's really a person who is afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong, so it turns out that he is being targeted.
"Impossible, you still look at Deyi?"
"We have a database, and we'll talk about it after the game."
Podolski's ball came out, Tang Zhenglong didn't believe in evil, he ran towards the landing point, almost jumping at the same time as Klose, but ......
It was Klose who got to the ball first.
Tang Zhenglong's heart is like ashes, his skills have failed, that's 100 big mouth points.
"Wow Wow Wow Wow !!"
Tang Zhenglong wanted to cry, it was like losing his beloved toy.
The system also came out to sprinkle salt at this time, "Master, I told you a long time ago, it will be invalid when you encounter a strong header ability." β
"Okay."
Tang Zhenglong remembers that there was something called an oolong card.
"System, I want to redeem an own long card, I want Klose to score an own goal."
"I'm sorry, master, Klose's comprehensive attributes are far stronger than yours, and you can't impose an oolong card on him."
Burst.
Tang Zhenglong almost vomited blood.
"Can you bully people casually if you have high attributes?"
The system did not speak.
After a while, the system said, "By the way, there is a discount skill now, do you want to try it?" β
"Discounted? How much is the discount? β
"The original price was 300, but now it's only 100."
"Holy."
"Take a look."
I saw that this is a left-footed skill card called Maradona.
"Maradona's left foot? It's not a goal-scoring skill. β
"It's not."
"Just the moment you shoot, it's Maradona's left foot."
"There's a bird for that."
"But there's no limit to this skill, you can use it anywhere, whether it's outside the box or inside the box."
"But I'm the right foot?"
"No."
Tang Zhenglong felt a little unreliable.
"Forget it, I still need to score goals, the kind that can score 100 per cent."
ββ¦β¦β
"I'm sorry, the price has gone up, and 100 big mouth points can't buy goal skills."
Tang Zhenglong's whole body is uncomfortable, this is a pit man.
"Okay, exchange."
"By the way, this skill is not affected by the opponent, right?"
"It's completely unaffected by anyone, you think, even if you're standing in front of you and you're a top defender, Maradona is still Maradona."
Hearing this, Tang Zhenglong felt a lot better, and those skills that were affected by the opponent were a bit pitted.
*****
"Bremen's attack is getting more and more intense, they are definitely reluctant to go into extra time, Cologne has changed two people, Stevens should want to keep a spot, but the fitness of Cologne players has been greatly affected."
Schaaf is also a character coach and he yells on the sidelines.
"If you work harder, your opponent will not be able to hold on."
And that's exactly what happened, Miku tore the Cologne defence with his passes, and this kind of game was much more tiring than the Bundesliga.
Suddenly, Miku withdrew to the left side to get the ball, which must have been crossed, and the central defender in the penalty area stared at Klose, this kind of attacking routine can be known if you think about it, a cross from the side, a header from the center forward.
The Cologne defender put Klose under a lot of pressure and was telling him not to think about it.
Miku looked over and curled the ball into the box.
"Sure enough."
The Cologne defenders are happy, the same as we thought, what little Zidane, but that's it.
Hey, isn't this ball too high?
Yes!
At this time, the Cologne defender realized that the ball was not for Klose at all, but for ValdΓ©s at the back post.
But soon they will find out that they are still wrong, and when the Cologne defense pounced on ValdΓ©s, they did not expect the Paraguayans to stop the ball at all, but directly pushed with the arch of their feet.
At this point, Bremen's true intentions were revealed, the ball was for Klose, but it was just a transition.
Klose, who was unguarded in the middle, ate the cake with ease.
Bremen overtook the score again, 2-1.
This time, Klose didn't do a Klose somersault, probably thinking that the game was a solid win, and looking at the time, 80 minutes had passed.
The stadium was boiling again, and Cologne's resistance was stubborn, but so what? We are the champions of the Bundesliga and Cologne's resistance in front of us is certainly ineffective.
"Who scored for us?"
"Miroslav."
"Klose."
In the crowd, there were two people who were unconvinced - Tang Zhenglong and Podolsky.