He Feifei's smile froze on her face, and she muttered instead.

"Xiaoxi, it's all your fault, if I go to cheer him on, maybe I won't be scored."

Chen Xi folded the camera and said, "Okay, don't be unhappy, I'll accompany you to Court 2 in the second half." ”

"Really?"

"When did I lie to you?"

After the two packed up their equipment and left, the two people next to them continued to talk.

One person asked, "In the second half, which field are we going to see?" ”

The other muttered for a moment.

"Let's stay at the entrance of the passage of the two stadiums, which side is about to score, let's go to which side, and come out as soon as we see it."

"Huh! Good idea! ”

Zhao Chenglong gathered the players of the Flying Dragons team together and shouted in a low voice:

"The matter has come to this, we have no way out, we must take the 700,000 from Linjiang Town, otherwise we will become a joke in Yuanshan Town!"

The other players looked disgruntled.

The hard bones of the team of gods were called soft persimmons by Zhao Chenglong.

Gao Qiu raised his head, and his gaze collided with Zhao Chenglong not far away.

No fear.

If you just want to win, you have a lot of options.

The easiest way to do this is to use the Invincible Fight Card and the Long Shot Must-Score Card all the time.

But this is just a personal show, and it can't hone the combat effectiveness of the whole team.

As long as the situation is manageable, all teammates should be involved in the attack and defense.

In this way, they develop their ability to play against strong teams.

Zhao Chenglong walked over, and there was no previous arrogance in his eyes.

It's more of a fear.

He was afraid of losing.

I can't afford to lose.

"What's the point of being fouled? Have the ability to kick us with real knives and guns! ”

Gao Qiu smiled harmlessly.

"Isn't it normal to have a little physical contact in competitive sports? Why are you so excited? ”

Zhao Chenglong's eyes were as cold as a blade: "If it weren't for the preparation for the City League, you wouldn't even have a chance to foul." ”

Gao Qiu pinched his ear with one finger: "Oh, City League, it's amazing!"

"But what do we have to do with that?"

Zhao Chenglong left angrily.

The second half began.

The Dragons ran out of substitutions at the beginning and replaced them with two tall and strong "Tower" midfielders.

to deal with the frequent physical confrontations of the Gods.

This tactic did work.

In the 51st minute, a midfielder of the Dragons received a pass from a teammate and brought it to the edge of the penalty area.

Protecting the ball with his back, resisting Zhang Hao's pressing, and passing the ball to Zhao Chenglong, who was inserted on the left side.

After Zhao Chenglong received the ball, he deftly passed one person and shot at the goal.

Raised above the beam.

In the sixty-second minute, it was the same midfielder from the Dragons.

In the box, he leaned on two defenders with his back and waited until four of his teammates cut in at the same time before getting his feet up and crossing.

The football fell in front of the goal, and the players of both sides fought fiercely.

In the chaotic battle, Zhao Chenglong saw the right time and volleyed the goal.

Li Hu, who was quickly filling the position, blocked it with his body.

Zhang Hao kicked the ball away with a big foot and resolved the crisis again.

After two attacks, the Flying Dragons did not score, but they have regained the initiative on the field.

After more than sixty minutes of intense play, the players of the God Team had begun to run out of energy.

From time to time, several players put their hands on their knees and gasped for air.

The Wyverns on the other side don't have this problem.

As a team that has been active in the town league for a long time and has the opportunity to participate in the city league, the physical fitness of the players is much higher than most of the players in the team of gods.

Especially the two players who came up in the second half are still full of energy at the moment, running fast on the court.

After losing physical strength, the intensity of the confrontation of the god team dropped significantly, and the speed of marking and filling the position was also half a beat slower.

This gives the Wyverns more opportunities to attack.

For more than ten minutes, the Wyverns bombarded in front of the goal of the Gods, shooting continuously.

The team of gods can only barely defend and try to keep the goal from conceding.

On the forward line, only Gao Qiu is left.

Not even a decent offense.

The audience on the sidelines looked worried, and the voices of accusation were much less.

"To be honest, the team of gods has exceeded my expectations by being able to do this."

"A newly formed free team, facing the team that is about to participate in the City League, and the battle is tied in seventy minutes, which is shocking enough!"

"Now I just hope that the god of the ball will be able to keep this score until the end of the game."

"I am willing to use my ten years of singleness to exchange for the undefeated team of gods." A little boy of seven or eight years old shouted loudly.

After a football out of bounds, Wu Sanshi, Zhang Hao, and Yun Tianrong looked at Gao Qiu one after another.

All three of them held small bottles containing self-healing potions.

Gao Qiu shook his head slowly, signaling the three of them not to drink.

The supply of self-healing potions has been cut off, and there is not much left of these players.

Therefore, if you can, you don't need it, at least until the system can re-extract the self-healing potion.

Zhang Hao trotted all the way to Gao Qiu, his face full of exhaustion.

"Brother beg! The brothers can't hold on, and if they continue like this, sooner or later they will be scored.

"Or, let the brothers drink the potion and replenish their strength!"

Gao Qiu still shook his head, stretched out his hand to put his hand on Zhang Hao's shoulder, and comforted:

"Tell everyone, hold on a little longer, and pass it to me first when you get the ball."

Although Zhang Hao didn't understand, he still chose to implement it unconditionally.

The players of the God Team cheered each other on and stayed in their positions.

Gao Qiu knows that after this game, the ability of these players will be improved a lot.

In this kind of verge of collapse, every second of perseverance is the growth of a career.

Only by believing in yourself can you surpass yourself.

In the 86th minute of the game, the No. 2 court once again resounded with cheers.

Everyone's hearts were tugged at.

Gao Qiu also unconsciously looked at Court 2.

Who scored the goal?

Can Qin Aotian win?

After the sound of "Team Qin's awesome" came from the entrance of the passage, the spectators in the stands of Court 1 also cheered.

Amid the loud cheers, the two teams on Court 1 became a backdrop.

After all, this cheer does not belong to either of them.

With four minutes left in the game, there is not much time left for both sides.

The Wyverns further strengthened their attack, and the gods retreated, leaving only the position in front of the goal still under control.

What everyone didn't notice was that while the players of the God Team were doing their best to participate in the defense, Yun Tianrong reduced the intensity of his activities.

He was silently building up his strength.

In the eighty-ninth minute of the game, there was one minute left before the end of the game.

Yun Tianrong suddenly grabbed the ball from the feet of Zhao Chenglong, who was about to attack.

Zhao Chenglong was stunned.

Isn't the other party already beaten by himself and is powerless?

How can there still be such a fast movement?

Then his expression became flustered.

Because he saw that Yun Tianrong had already gotten up.

The passing route is exactly the direction where Gao Qiu is.