Football: Opening sign-in reactionary kick quick cannon

Chapter 12



William Keane, a 188cm tall British striker, jumped high and headed the ball hard!

Although the opponent's goalkeeper reacted quickly and rushed towards the ball, he still missed it because he was a little far away.

Swish!

The ball went in!

How is it possible!

The red team looked in disbelief.

This ball went in so strangely, wasn't it meant to be passed to Ashley Young?

What went wrong?

William Keane noticed the ball going into the net as he landed. He quickly stood up and rushed towards Chen Huan with his teeth bared and claws bared,"Nice pass!" he shouted.

Keane hugged Chen Huan and laughed,"Nice pass, did you all see it?!"

Chen Huan's neck was a little painful because of him, and it was difficult to push him away. This guy was really enthusiastic.

Chen Huan also knew why the other party was like this. As a striker, scoring a goal certainly made him happy, but without a good midfielder to feed him the ball, Keane's shooting skills would be useless.

Chen Huan's pass just now was so comfortable, exactly the kind of midfielder he needed.

He only needed to jump high, then turn his head, and the football flew directly into the net! It was so comfortable!

Not only William Keane, but other teammates also ran over to celebrate.

Ashley Young patted Chen Huan on the shoulder and smiled,"Good boy, I thought it was passed to me!"

Others either hugged Chen Huan or patted Chen Huan on the shoulder.

"Well played, promising!"

"very good!"

"Good job, boy!"

""Great vision!"

These people were all generous with their praise.

Ha, who knows who was the one who ignored me or even spoke ill of me before!

These people are so realistic.

Chen Huan just smiled and didn't say much. At any time, strength is always the most convincing.

Carrick also stood up. He gave Chen Huan a thumbs up and was not angry because he was knocked down.

Recognition from the opponent.

Chen Huan smiled back.

But when Carrick turned around and faced his teammates, the face of this handsome British guy had sunk. He was very dissatisfied with his teammates' performance.

They obviously kicked the ball first, and the rhythm was very good at the beginning. Why did they lose the ball now?

Moreover, even if the opponent got the ball, the ball was scored a little too quickly. Isn't it too efficient?

Many people's eyes couldn't help but look at the center The oriental figure wearing the number 30 jersey on the field.

His eyes were full of surprise.

This Dragon Country kid is quite something!

The players were happy and sad. Van Gaal on the sidelines returned to his normal expression and just blew the whistle to signal the game to continue.

The red team served again. They passed the ball while pressing towards the blue team.

At the same time, Chen Huan also received attention from the opponent.

Not only did Anderson press towards Chen Huan from time to time, but the other two midfielders also approached Chen Huan from time to time to prevent him from organizing a counterattack at any time.

Chen Huan raised the corner of his mouth and took a few steps back. He looked around and noticed that Fellaini retreated back, so he trotted back to the top of the arc.

At this time, because the blue team had compressed its formation as a bus, the red team had basically no chance in the penalty area.

There was no other way. Wilson, the striker of the red team who had just received the ball, had to receive the ball at the top of the arc, dribbled past Fellaini, and then kicked the ball.

It looked like he was going to make a violent long shot.

What he didn't expect was that the oriental boy not far away opposite him also raised his foot and pulled back, and his movements were almost exactly the same as his. What was he going to do?

Not only did he have this question, many people on the field had the same doubts.

Wilson exerted his core strength and drove his right foot to shoot at the ball!

Bang!

Wilson kicked the ball out.

Bang!

A sound louder than before rang out, and the next moment, something flew past Wilson.

When Wilson looked back instinctively, he found a faint dragon shadow passing through the midfield and the frontcourt, and entering his own penalty area like lightning.

That dragon shadow What is the front end of the ball if not the ball?

Not good!

Seeing the dragon shadow flying towards their own goal like lightning, not only Wilson, but also the players of the red team who attacked the front court and were still in the midfield secretly cried out that it was not good!

This is a violent long shot with excellent angle and speed!

It must be blocked!

Unfortunately, the goalkeeper of the red team did not expect that someone would attack the goal at this time, and he did not react for a while.

The goalkeeper of the red team, Ben Amos, was highly focused. At this moment, he rushed towards the football with his arms spread out, vowing to block this shot!

The ball rubbed Ben Amos's fingertips and flew into the net, spinning non-stop!

Reactionary kick!

Chen Huan's mouth curled up!

The others on the field were stunned.

Even Van Gaal looked surprised.

This violent long shot was really wonderful.


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