"He's going to pass it to Messi?!"

Chen Mo dribbled the ball very fast, Zhao Xuri didn't have much time to think, and immediately stretched his foot sideways to the left, just the moment he raised his foot, Chen Mo's ankle changed, and the right foot that stuck to the ball and threw it outward with the help of inertia went around from under the ball to the outside, and then the ankle was hooked inward, and the ball passed between Zhao Xuri's legs!

"Oh!!"

"Oh my God! Oxtail! It's a cow's tail! In the process of high-speed dribbling, such a difficult action can still be used?! His body coordination and ball sense are too strong! ”

"It's unbelievable, his sprint speed can be improved even more?!"

The audience and commentators such as Fan Zhiyi and He Wei widened their eyes and exclaimed!

The sound was very loud, Chen Mo didn't care about this, the moment the ball pierced through the crotch, his left leg kicked the ground tightly, and the speed exploded further, like the wind, it swept over Zhao Xuri's left side, catching up with the ball and killing the left side of the penalty area!

At this time, in front of the left is Tan Wangsong, the right-back of the Dragon Kingdom, and in front of him is the central defender Yuan Weiwei, who is not tall but looks very musculoskeletal!

1V2.. Can't slow down!

Chen Mo understood that at this time, as long as the speed was reduced, he would be stuck by the back Zhao Xuri, who was chasing back, without the slightest hesitation, Chen Mo continued to move forward at high speed, and the distance between the two sides was rapidly narrowed, at this moment Chen Mo kicked the ground with his left foot, and the instep of his right foot swept the ball sideways to the right, and slammed it away!

This move was huge, and he stepped directly from Yuan Weiwei in front of him to a semicircle near the top of the arc!

Dribble the ball horizontally!

"It's too fast!"

Yuan Weiwei had no choice but to put the shovel directly, Chen Mo took the first step to point to the ball with his left foot, slowed down, small steps, one step at a time, and continued to dribble horizontally along the front of the penalty area!

Review the backline!

For a while, the entire back line of the Dragon Kingdom was in a hurry, and Zhou Haibin, who was recycled to the back of the penalty area, tried to reach out and foul, but unfortunately, as soon as his hand hit Chen Mo's shoulder, Chen Mo slammed forward directly to the shoulder, and the huge force made the muscles connected between Zhou Haibin's armpit and his big arm appear a strong pulling feeling, and the whole person was almost brought to the ground!

"Oh my God! That's an exaggeration, isn't it?! Director Fan, did you see that just now?! Zhou Haibin, who was 1.85 meters, was almost taken to the ground by Chen Mo??? Chen Mo was dribbling in small steps, and he was almost brought down without fully rushing up?!! What the hell is this physical fitness?!! Eh, eh!! Chen Mo raised his feet! Is he going to shoot?! ”

He Wei's exclamation echoed over the court, Chen Mo had already taken the ball to the front of the right penalty area, raised his right foot to make a gesture to volley, and the four defenders behind him chased after me, trying to stop it, and at this moment, Chen Mo's right foot suddenly retracted, and changed to push!

The ball passed under the crotch of Yuan Weiwei's left foot, straight to the left side of the penalty area, and the next second, Messi, who didn't know when to move to the front of the left penalty area, suddenly stepped forward, received the ball on the left side of the goal, and was just about to shoot with his feet.

"It's hard to shoot."

The opportunity was fleeting, especially in the penalty area, but Messi was not in a hurry, he didn't care about Yuan Weiwei who slipped in front of him, looked up at the center of the penalty area, all the Dragon Kingdom defenders were returning to defense, and among the people who returned to defense, Chen Mo was caught by Feng Xiaoting and Zhou Haibin, but he was still pointing to the sky!

Without the slightest hesitation, Messi rubbed his left foot, and the ball crossed an internal rotation and hung to the center of the penalty area!

"Header! Get out of the siege! Header cleared! Feng Xiaoting, Zhou Haibin Yuan, Wei Wei, everyone is good, get out of the siege!!! ”

Huang Jianxiang roared angrily, under the watchful eye, Chen Mo jumped high under the situation of the three of them, his abdomen was tense, and he shook his head violently, and the touch was very strong!

It's right!

The lion shakes its head!

The ball was fast, straight, and hung in the upper right corner of the goal, and Coach Joseph leaned back on the sidelines, ready to celebrate, when an iron fist was pressed under the ball! The goalkeeper of the Dragon Country team exploded and flew to push the ball out of the penalty area!

"Good head!! You saved the team!! ”

"Oh my God, the head reacted too much... Huh! Wait a minute! The ball didn't fly far and was picked up by a Barcelona player near the right baseline!! Oh! They crossed to find Chen Mo again! ”

Huang Jianxiang roared so loudly that Chen Mo couldn't hear it, standing on the right side of the penalty area, facing the right sideline, he looked at the ball flying diagonally, squatted slightly to press down the center of gravity, opened his arms, his back was tense, and he suppressed Feng Xiaoting and Zhou Haibin behind him.

"Go around the front, !!"

Feng Xiaoting pushed Chen Mo's arm and yelled at his teammates at the same time, but at this time, after three large-scale transfers and pulls, the Dragon Kingdom's defensive formation was already chaotic, and there was no one in front of Chen Mo!

"You can't lift your feet!"

"Falling to the ground?!"

The speed of the ball was very fast, feeling the huge thrust from the two people behind him, Chen Mo knew that it was very likely that he would be squeezed out of position when he raised his foot to stop the ball at this time, and he did not fall to the ground between the lightning and flint, but suddenly took a step forward to meet the ball and unloaded the ball with his chest, at the same time, Feng Xiaoting and Zhou Haibin immediately stepped sideways and broke the place where the ball fell!

And at this moment, without waiting for the ball to land, Chen Mo stretched out his left foot, gently picked up the ball with the outside instep, and the ball crossed a weird arc, and the half-high ball was a small rainbow, jumping over Feng Xiaoting's left shoulder!

"Oh my God?! This lob is passing! This man has a ball!! ”

The commentary was broken, all the fans stretched their necks to watch, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chen Mo, who picked the ball, turned around instantly, his muscles tensed, and he squeezed out of the gap between the two, without dragging mud and water, and caught up with the ball and didn't wait for it to land with a violent volley into the near corner!

"Bang!"

Revolver launches!

The ball is extremely fast, the goalkeeper has not yet reached the ground, and the ball has been shot into the net!

The whole stadium was dead silent, there was no commentary and praise, the Wulihe Stadium, which accommodated 60,000 spectators, was dead silent, Chen Mo did not wave his fists and celebrate wildly as usual after the goal, and his teammates did not rush up, Chen Mo silently walked to the sidelines and lifted the jersey to expose the white T-shirt inside to the camera, and the center of the T-shirt was printed with a man holding his right knee and kneeling on the green field in pain.

[Warrior, don't die from a flying arrow from behind]

“...”

The picture is projected on the big screen through the camera and also onto the commentary seat. Huang Jianxiang, He Wei and Fan Zhiyi all had their pupils shrunk suddenly, they were all old people in the football circle, how could they not know what happened to Chen Fei back then?

Huang Jianxiang and Fan Zhiyi's blood surged, and they immediately wanted to say something, but at this time, he suddenly found that the leader behind the camera was looking at the three of them coldly, and at the same time, a red light was also lit on the microphone!

"Damn it!"

No one spoke, the commentary bench fell into a dead silence, and the three commentators all looked at Chen Mo, who was hugging his teammates tightly at the corner kick with complicated faces, but his throat trembled but he couldn't make a sound.

Two minutes later, Barcelona's celebrations ended, and the trio began to return to commentary under the frowning eyes of the leaders behind the cameras.