big mouth ball king

Chapter 117 Oolong World Wave

"Corner kick god-level grab card?"

"No."

"Oolong card?"

"No."

Neither does this, nor does that.

Tang Zhenglong found that many of the purchased skills have restrictions on their use, that is, the level of defensive players must be below a certain value, and Bayern's defenders are all international players.

Ram - German international.

Demichelis - Argentine international.

Lucio - Brazil international.

Sagnol - France international.

"Whoa whoa whoa."

"System, I want to cry."

"Master, all you can use now is to shoot from the right side of the penalty area, and the rest of the direct goal skills are useless. You can consider buying assist skills."

"Assists?"

Tang Zhenglong doesn't like making wedding dresses for others, especially Podolski.

"Forget it, I'll think about it again."

"Master, in modern football, assists are also a must-have skill for a striker. You should be more open-minded."

"Well, I know, I just don't like the feeling of watching others score goals. By the way, do you have the skills to let others assist me?"

sweat.

The system couldn't stand Tang Zhenglong's nonsense, and withdrew.

*****
"Free kick, this is a good opportunity for Bayern."

Cologne is defending across the board again, and even Tang Zhenglong is back.

"Tang, long time no see."

"Don, the sun is coming out from the north today."

"Tang, did you run into the wrong restricted area?"

"Hahaha."

Tang Zhenglong said unhappily about these beasts.

The reason why Tang Zhenglong came back was to improve his defensive skills. In the Bundesliga next season, he will face different opponents. If he is so lazy, he will not even have the ability to play.

Thinking of this, Tang Zhenglong became unhappy.

Bayern's free kick was taken, and the players in the penalty area were fighting for positions. Cologne and Bayern players fought for every inch of ground and refused to concede an inch.

The front point is missed, and the middle is missed.

Suddenly, Tang Zhenglong felt his head was hit by something.

"Who hit me?"

No.

Only then did Tang Zhenglong realize that he was hit by the ball, and saw the ball draw a huge parabola and fly straight to the dead corner of the goal.

"My goodness."

"Oolong World Wave, this goal is as accurate as a cruise missile, let's see who scored this goal."

"Tang Zhenglong!!"

"As expected of Tang Zhenglong, even scoring an own goal is a world wave."

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, the ball hit the back of his head and scored a world wave own goal.

If a person can score this kind of ball once in a lifetime, it is smoke on the ancestral grave, but Tang Zhenglong caught up with it.

What's more ironic is that Bayern players came to pat Tang Zhenglong on the head one after another.

"Thank you."

"You have decided on the Bayern contract."

"Have you decided what size to wear?"

"It's beautiful, how does the back of your head grow."

"Get out!" Tang Zhenglong wailed silently in his heart.

Unexpectedly, even Kahn rushed over to hug Tang Zhenglong, "You are so beautiful, you remind me of Klinsmann."

"Klinsmann also scored such a beautiful own goal?"

"No, Klinsmann can distinguish whether the goal is the opponent's or his own."

"roll!!"

After the Bayern players left, Cologne teammates comforted Tang Zhenglong one after another.

"Don, don't be sad, you definitely didn't mean it."

"Thank you for understanding." Tang Zhenglong felt warm in his heart.

"After all, at your level, if you did it on purpose, you'd have already passed away."

"..."

"X fuck you."

Schultz said: "Don, don't come back to defend you in the future."

"..."

"Tang, if you think you are actually defending when you attack next time, maybe you can shoot more reliably."

"..."

"Ignore you!!"

1:2.

This score seems to be normal. The German Cup runner-up is already a very unexpected gain for Stevens.

He smiled and said to the assistant coach: "The kids have done their best, what more can I ask for?"

The assistant coach nodded and expressed understanding, "As long as we keep Tang Zhenglong and Lucas, our future will be better."

Stevens nodded.

But in fact, there is still a trace of expectation in his heart. Will that little miracle really not happen?

*****
"Shoot!"

"Don's shot from the left side of the penalty area went away again."

Kahn patted Tang Zhenglong, "Don't be so nervous when you shoot."

"Okay, when I shoot, you throw yourself on the ground, and I won't be nervous."

"asshole."

Tang Zhenglong wanted to get a chance to shoot on the right side of the penalty area, but Lucas passed the ball through with his left foot several times, so it could only be on the left side of the penalty area.

"Lucas, can you tuck the ball to the right side of the box."

Podolski didn't understand. The so-called direct pass obliquely, that is to say, the pass should be passed directly, while the teammates run obliquely. This kind of tactical cooperation is the best. This is the basic common sense of striker cooperation.

Because passing the ball is most afraid of standing dead.

That is to say, when the striker catches the ball, he catches the ball on the spot, so it is naturally the easiest for the opposing defender to defend.

"Tang, it's no problem to pass a direct pass diagonally!"

"It's a big problem, you pass the ball to the right and I can shoot straight in, I'm the best shot from where I am, I don't like to run."

……

"Okay, let me try."

*****
"Lucas' pick pass, beautiful."

Podolski wanted to use the pick to pass to Tang Zhenglong, but the Brazilian Kongba's control over the high ball is very powerful.

"Unfortunately, the ball didn't go past Lucio."

Podolski scratched his head, "Fool, catch the ball on the spot, are you stupid because your opponent is stupid?"

Tang Zhenglong took it for granted. Without moving, it is impossible for the Bayern defender to release the ball.

depressed.

Tang Zhenglong's face was full of depression!
"Don, don't make a fuss, okay? Run, you just need to run to the left, we have a chance."

"No, I have to shoot on the right."

"why?"

"No reason, I had a stroke on the left side when I was a child, and I'm not very flexible."

"Really?"

Soon, seeing Tang Zhenglong holding back a smile, Podolski knew that he was talking nonsense again.

"asshole."

Suddenly, Tang Zhenglong saw the bottom line and had an idea.

"Lucas, pass to the baseline, bypassing Bayern's air defense."

Podolski shook his head, "The shooting angle left for you is too small, you can even fly a single-handed kick, is it possible that you can still hit the ball in such a small space?"

"Lucas, I'm different from you. Think back, don't Tang Zhenglong's goals make waves in the world?"

After thinking about it, it seems that this is really the case.

"Monster?"

"No, because I left the easy balls to you."

Podolski wanted to say directly - get out!

But now it is 1 to 2 behind, and Podolski can only choose a dead horse as a living horse doctor. After all, after a season, Tang Zhenglong is more of a miracle than a miracle.

(End of this chapter)