Chapter Eighty-Three: Lore

When a game that was considered to be a disparity in strength could not break the situation on the field, Rao is experienced Xia Lingchong couldn't help but start to be a little anxious, on the other hand, Su Xiaoyang's face was as calm as his face, as if his heart was like water.

The first half was about to end, Xia Lingchong almost tried his best, although he had been pressing the opponent on the field, and he seemed to be aggressive, but there were few real chances to score.

Xia Lingchong was secretly frightened, in this Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger Phantom Sword Base, among the members of their generation, there were really few who could really make him concentrate on the battle. What's more, this blood-red guy was still an out-and-out rookie a few months ago. He aimed at his opponent with the rest of his eyes, and the honest boy was staring intently at the screen, his brow showing composure.

It turned out that he lost to most of the 433 people before, and this was all deliberate?

Xia Lingchong's thinking began to be a little 'chaotic', which was reflected in the scene, and in the last few minutes of the first half, Su Xiaoyang actually organized two very threatening counterattacks.

The whistle sounded at the end of the half, and whether it was Xia Lingchong, who had been rushing and fighting, or Su Xiaoyang, who had been coming to block the water and cover the earth, there was a sense of relief. Those few minutes of half-time were too important for both of them.

"Ah Hai, you fought with Xiao Yang before, didn't you fail to break the door?" asked Lin Xiao in the captain's room.

Jiang Hai blushed embarrassedly, and then smiled and said: "The first time I played him was in the national competition, and I really couldn't score a goal after half a game. ”

Lin Xiao asked again, "How did you feel at that time?"

Jiang Hai thought about it, as if recalling, and said: "I feel incredible, as if he can guess my mind and understand my next move." ”

Lin Xiao nodded, and said as if he had realized it: "The person Zhou Yunfei is looking for is just like he himself back then......"

At halftime, Su Xiaoyang stared at the screen for a while and looked at the half-time statistics of both sides, judging from the data, he was completely suppressed by the opponent in the entire first half. Although he was not afraid of his opponent, he still secretly admired it, he didn't expect that Xia Lingchong was so young, he had such attainments, and Xie Hongyu was actually really between them, after losing to Xie Hongyu in 433 last time, Xia Lingchong must have worked hard again, and his current strength must have entered the realm again compared to that time.

He thought, and he couldn't help but look at the other party. Xia Lingchong was also staring at himself, the two sides looked at each other, but Su Xiaoyang shuddered coldly, only to see that Xia Lingchong's eyes were full of jealousy, as if the person sitting opposite was not his teammate, but an enemy who was fighting with his life, and the enemy tried his best, but still couldn't put himself to death, and there was a feeling of trapped beast fighting in that gaze.

Su Xiaoyang immediately looked away, not daring to look at him again, but even so, he still felt that the other party was staring at him with that murderous gaze.

Su Xiaoyang took a deep breath, and he thought of what Nameless had said to him last night.

"Xia Lingchong usually behaves quite well-informed, but he is competitive, has strong self-esteem, and takes victory and defeat too seriously, as the strongest person recognized by your generation of players, if he loses to you this time, I am afraid that he will lose face and be ashamed, and it is not ......impossible to choose to quit 433 in the end."

If everything is really as Nameless said, then he is really going to turn 433 upside down.

At this time, Su Xiaoyang's heart was extremely contradictory, although he did not have the certainty of winning against Xia Lingchong, but through the first half of the competition, he had also studied the opponent's offensive routines thoroughly, if there was no accident, he should be invincible in the second half. But if he wins, the leader of the later generation of 433 will probably have to leave the team.

Thinking of this, he sighed, if he couldn't enter the top three, he would inevitably be dismissed by the captain for various reasons, and once Xia Lingchong lost to himself, it turned out to be the same fate, but the latter was completely because he couldn't pass the level of reputation and face.

"Xiaoyang has been beaten passively in the first half, and if he continues like this in the second half, he is likely to concede the goal. ”

It was Fan Yun among the onlookers who spoke.

Gao Yuan shook his head and said: "I don't think so, how many of our 433 people can still keep a clean sheet in the half when facing Senior Brother Xia's onslaught? So in the second half, the mentality of both sides is the most important!"

In many evenly matched games, these two words can often upset the balance of the game.

"Can the second half start?" asked the referee next to him.

Xia Lingchong and Su Xiaoyang glanced at each other and nodded.

The second half was often the most crucial for two evenly matched men, so neither man dared to be careless, and the game immediately entered a fierce offensive and defensive rhythm at the beginning.

At this time, Xia Lingchong's mentality obviously began to lose balance, and several attacks ended in a hurry because of passing errors, while Su Xiaoyang returned several counterattacks in vain because of his scruples. He glanced up at Nameless next to him, and Nameless's originally nonsensical face was actually serious.

The nameless teacher doesn't want me to defeat Xia Lingchong, does he?

He didn't see the answer in the nameless eyes, and when he was hesitating in his heart, Xia Lingchong regrouped and rushed over continuously.

Su Xiaoyang, a stunned boy who was unknown a few months ago, actually used the Chinese team to tenaciously maintain a clean sheet in the face of Argentina, a leader of the post-433 generation, which is a miracle in itself.

Xia Lingchong didn't understand, and many people in 433 didn't understand either, even Gao Yuan, Bai Xiaoyue and others who had fought with him felt strange, every defense and counterattack of Su Xiaoyang seemed to have already understood their thoughts, and his sense of prediction was beyond ordinary people. At this time, although Xia Lingchong was still attacking like a 'tide', the nameless person next to him had already made a conclusion in his heart:

Su Xiaoyang, this will be another real genius in China with super prediction ability after Zhou Yunfei!

"If this continues, the two of them will probably drag it out until the penalty shootout!" Jiang Hai in the captain's room muttered to himself.

Lin Xiao didn't expect the two of them to fall into such a stalemate situation, staring at the screen without saying a word.

Time passed minute by minute, and onlookers felt that if it was dragged into overtime and dragged into a penalty, it would undoubtedly be the most beneficial to Su Xiaoyang, so Bai Xiaoyue, Gao Yuan and others were all praying for him.

As time passed, Xia Lingchong became more and more frightened, this opponent was almost the most tenacious and tenacious opponent he had ever encountered, and with his years of cultivation in 433, he couldn't win against a fledgling boy, how could he be embarrassed?

The game was about to end, and everyone, including Lin Xiao and Jiang Hai in the captain's room, thought that the game would inevitably enter overtime, at this time, Su Xiaoyang raised his eyes and looked at the opponent in front of him, only to see a trace of cunning suddenly flashing in Xia Lingchong's eyes, and a trace of killing intent that was difficult to detect.

This is almost the last offensive opportunity of the whole game, Argentina's Messi and Riquelme made a simple two-way near the arc of the center circle to dodge the Chinese team Zheng Zhi's tackle, and then Messi took the ball straight into the Chinese team's penalty area, and at this time, Tevez on the forward line was stealthily pulling, Zhou Haibin's marking had no problem, Su Xiaoyang was sure that he could block Messi's breakthrough, but unexpectedly, Messi picked the ball to the penalty area before Zhou Haibin grabbed it, and quickly "inserted".

This breakthrough pass was very fast, and others had no time to think about it, but Jiang Hai in the captain's room exclaimed: "This ...... Is this Phantom Sword Warrior?"

Lin Xiao didn't answer, but his face became more and more gloomy.

No answer is the best answer, Jiang Hai looked at Lin Xiao in disbelief, why did a rising star who had not yet passed the famous sword martial arts actually use the stunt in the "Illusory Sword Treasure Book"? He couldn't figure it out, but after thinking about it, he began to worry about Su Xiaoyang.

"It's not a fair duel!" Jiang Hai said unevenly.

Lin Xiao still didn't speak, although Xia Lingchong's Phantom Sword Wushuang was tangible, it failed to exert the maximum lethality, and Messi was not very good at breaking through and picking passes, but even so, as one of the 433 killer moves, Phantom Sword Wushuang still has considerable power, for Su Xiaoyang, this move should be unsolvable!

Messi's pick pass crossed the Chinese team's defense, Tevez understood it and "slotted" into the penalty area, the ball fell right at his feet, and only goalkeeper Wang Dalei was left in front of him. There was a burst of exclamations in the field, but the defenders next to Tevez seemed to be "messed up" and no one went to interfere, at this time, Messi had also "inserted" to the penalty area, Tevez easily passed the ball horizontally, this time the cooperation was a very covert pick two over one, Messi was left to easily send the ball into the empty goal.

As the future leader of 433, how could I lose to a fledgling boy?

Xia Lingchong greedily controlled Messi and prepared to kill with one blow.

At this time, he suddenly found that Messi's front and back were full of defenders of the Chinese team at any time, and there was no angle at all to break through, pass the ball or "shoot" the goal.

"Heavenly ...... Silkworm Shield!" was another shock.

Lin Xiao next to him frowned, when he watched Tevez get the ball just now, the Chinese team's defense was in a mess, and no one even went up to interfere, but Su Xiaoyang had already predicted that Tevez would pass the ball to Messi who was "inserted", and hoarded heavy troops around Messi.

Lin Xiao said in his heart: "Su Xiaoyang, this guy's prediction is still above me!"

Xia Lingchong didn't expect that he would fall into a dead end, his heart was like a dead end, and the last chance was wasted like this? No! Never! He was heartbroken, so he still "shot" the goal, hoping to fight a corner kick, so that he would still have a chance.

Although there are a lot of thoughts, but in fact, they are all electric for a moment, Messi has no choice but to get up and "shoot" the goal, the ball "shot" has no arc, and it is bound to hit Feng Xiaoting in front of him on the running trajectory, but at this moment, just when everyone thought that the ball would hit Feng Xiaoting and bounce back to the midfield, and then at the end of the game, Feng Xiaoting, who was standing in front, moved a few positions, and the ball happened to pass through this gap and hung straight to the dead corner!

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