"Back to the defense! Defend yourself! Fast! Fast! Fast! Zhao Chenglong shouted loudly.

Gao Qiu quickly broke through after receiving the ball.

There were only two Dragons defenders in front of him.

All the players in the stadium rushed to the half court of the Dragons like arrows from the string.

There is only last-minute stoppage time left.

A draw, or a win for the gods, depends on this last attack.

Full-level skills, crotch wearing!

Easily get past the first defender.

Full-level skills, rainbow surpassing.

Goqiu steps in front of the ball with his left foot and hooks the ball with his right foot to the back of his left calf.

Swing your left foot quickly backwards and slam the ball into the air with your heel.

With the blessing of the system, the whole set of actions is smooth.

The soccer ball leaps over Gao Qiu's head and then over the second defender.

When it landed on the ground, Gao Qiu just plugged in and regained control of the ball at his feet.

The speed of Gao Qiu is fast, but two difficult movements in a row also consume a certain amount of time.

That's enough time for the two closest Dragons players to retreat into defensive positions.

In other words, Gao Qiu has just passed the two.

Two more defenders came in front of him.

There are many more Dragons players sprinting at full strength.

The other players of the God Team were severely physically exhausted and could not keep up with the rhythm of the opposing team.

Unable to provide any support for Gao Qiu's attack.

Full-level skills, crotch wearing!

Gao Qiu wanted to repeat the old trick, but the system's prompt sounded.

【Skill Cooldown,42,41......】

The stunned on his face flashed, and Gao Qiu hurriedly gave up wearing his crotch.

Invincible Fighting Cards! Use!

At this point, he doesn't care about wasting or not, he just wants to make sure that he scores this goal.

Moving around in a small area, he passed the two of them and came to the door.

The air suddenly became quiet, and the whole grandstand fell silent.

One spectator swallowed and shook his head vigorously.

"Is this really at the Linjiang Sports Center? Isn't this kind of operation supposed to appear in the World Cup final? ”

"This ball...... Can you enter? ”

"Please! Be sure to enter! ”

……

Facing the goal, Gao Qiu calmly pushes!

"Hold the ball! I'll give you 100,000! Zhao Chenglong shouted heartbreakingly.

The goalkeeper makes a save to the left side of the goal.

The ball rolls into the net from the right side, slowly.

【Ding! Score in municipal match, +40 points, current points: 180]

The stadium was silent for three seconds.

Then burst into shouts of triumph,

"In! Entered! Did you see that! The team of gods actually won!! ”

"See! Won 2 to 1! ”

"The team of gods is awesome!"

"Awesome Klaas!"

The sound of cheers echoed over the stadium for a long time.

I don't know from which second it started, the "God Team Awesome" became a neat and uniform "Linjiang Town Awesome!" ”

At least in the hearts of these spectators in the venue, at this moment, the team of gods represents the entire Linjiang Town.

After the loss, the Wyverns players looked defeated and showed panicked expressions.

A team in the City League, losing to a free team.

It will definitely be reported and become a joke in the entire Deep Sea City.

The angry Zhao Chenglong stretched out his hand and pointed to the stands.

"It's not fair! It's all your audience! It has affected our play!

"This game doesn't count! I ask for a rematch! The venue is set in our Far Mountain Town! ”

The fans in Linjiang Town didn't pay attention to it at all, just picked up their mobile phones and "clicked" to take a picture.

Then the picture is posted online.

"The quality of the Flying Dragons team in Yuanshan Town is extremely low, and they lose and lose!"

"Before the game, it's a flying dragon, after the game it's a waste dragon, a waste of waste!"

The players of the team of gods, led by Gao Qiu, come to the Wyverns.

There are also thousands of Linjiang Town fans behind him.

Behind Zhao Chenglong, the players of the Flying Dragons team left one after another, leaving him alone.

Gao Qiu stretched out his hand and pointed to the duffel bag full of money, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, you can't take this million away!" ”

Zhao Chenglong gritted his teeth: "I'm not convinced, I have the ability to compete again!" ”

Gao Qiu looked sideways at Zhao Chenglong: "Are you inviting me?" ”

Zhao Chenglong saw that there was a play, and hurriedly said: "That's right! Do you dare to come to our Far Mountain Town to play? ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Gao Qiu's mouth: "If I win, will I also have a reward of 700,000?" ”

Zhao Chenglong was stunned and shook his head.

He is an ordinary player, and his salary is only 15,000 a month.

Where did it come from 700,000.

"No money? I don't have the money to kick your sister! The players of the Team of Gods looked at each other and said in unison.

"No money? I don't have the money to kick your sister! Thousands of spectators behind him also cheered.

Zhao Chenglong's face was embarrassed, and he still had resentment towards Gao Qiu.

Qin Aotian came from Court 1, followed by a group of players and a large number of fans.

He stared at Zhao Chenglong coldly.

"Why don't you get out if you lose?"

The fans shouted again: "Why don't you get out if you lose?" ”

Zhao Chenglong left in a gloomy manner, and when he was about to walk out of the door, he turned around and shouted at Gao Qiu:

"It's been cold lately, so be careful when you walk at night!"

At the door, Jiang Long suddenly rushed out and pulled Zhao Chenglong over.

"What the hell are you doing! I asked you to teach the team of gods, and you lost?

"I give you so much sponsorship money every year, can't you do this little thing?"

Zhao Chenglong had nowhere to vent his anger, and when he saw Jiang Long at this moment, he immediately had a goal.

He grabbed Jiang Long's collar with both hands and slammed it against the wall.

"Why do you have the face to blame me? Say! Are you joining forces with the God's team to trap me? ”

"Pit you?" Jiang Long shouted, "Why am I going to cheat myself, right?" Believe it or not, I'm withdrawing your team's sponsorship! ”

Zhao Chenglong slapped Jiang Long in the face.

"Love can't be withdrawn! Anyway, labor and management can't get along in the team! I won't let you go with that high demand! ”

……

Qin Aotian walked through the crowd and paused as he passed Gao Qiu.

"Good kick! See you in the qualifiers! ”

Gao Qiu touched his chin and looked at the bag containing the money: "What about this million?" ”

"You're rewarded!"

Gao Qiu didn't mind the arrogance in Qin Aotian's words.

smiled and beckoned Li Hu to put away his duffel bag.

With Qin Aotian leaving, the crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed.

But the talk about this game has not stopped for a long time.

"You say, who performed better in these two games?"

"From an emotional level alone, this game of the God Team is even more infectious, after all, they slapped the Flying Dragons in the face, which can be regarded as winning glory for our Linjiang Town.

"But from a technical point of view, Qin Dashao's team is superior."

"How's that?"

"First, Team Qin's opponent is stronger, it is the second place in the town-level league last season, while the Flying Dragons team faced by the God Team is only third.

"Second, the team of gods has more support from the fans, and when they get the ball, the crowd will cheer, while the Dragons can only get boos.

"Overall, this victory of the God Team, three points depend on strength, and three points depend on luck."

"And what about the remaining four points?"

"The remaining four points are all thanks to the support of us, the audience!"

……