big mouth ball king

Chapter 176 This skill pits the goalkeeper
"System, the current skills are getting worse and worse."

"Master, there are good ones too, but you are too poor to afford them."

Tang Zhenglong was upset and felt despised.

"If you have such a skill, then you need to change the system. If you have it, I will buy as many big mouths as possible."

"Yes, 100 million big mouth points, can you afford it!"

Tang Zhenglong continued to look at the 100-point skill, which is the cheapest, hoping to pick up treasures in the trash.

"Do not let go of skills."

"That's the goalkeeper skill, you can't use it."

"I know, I just think it's amazing, how much power can't let go? That's amazing."

"Can you designate your goalkeeper to use it?"

"Both goalkeepers can do it. After opening it, they won't let go of anything they encounter."

Tang Zhenglong chuckled, "Both goalkeepers? If Cologne offended me that day, maybe I would help the opponent's goalkeeper."

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Cologne takes a corner kick.

Odense's goalkeeper, Aus, jumped high and hugged the ball. The goalkeeper has privileges in the penalty area. He can touch others, but others cannot touch him.

And if the goalkeeper kicks his feet, most players will avoid it.

Osko took advantage of his privilege in the penalty area to deliberately kick the ball on Tang Zhenglong's back.

"Hey……"

Podolski saw it, and it was a deliberate kick.

"Excessive."

Osko said with a smirk: "I'm kicking big, who told him to stand in front of me."

Tang Zhenglong said unhappily: "I don't think you are short-sighted, but blind. I avoided it."

Oss shrugged, "You can go to the referee to complain."

Both Tang Zhenglong and Podolski knew that it was useless.

"Forget it, Don, don't argue with him."

Tang Zhenglong didn't suffer, he looked at Osko's disgusting look, and thought in his heart, how to get this guy out?

"System, exchange for skills that don't let go."

"Master, what do you want to do?"

"Don't worry about it, just do it."

"Successful exchange."

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Another set kick, before the kick-off this time, there was a small-scale conflict between the two sides, Osko pushed Tang Zhenglong.

"You're blocking my way."

"I didn't enter the penalty area."

"I repeat, you're in my way."

The referee ran over to separate the players on both sides and protect the goalkeeper before kick-off. This is already the rule of modern football.

Cologne's ball came out, Tang Zhenglong rushed to grab the point, Oss jumped high and hit the ball out of the penalty area first.

At this moment, Osko played a little tricky, and he was going to take advantage of the inertia and hit Tang Zhenglong's head by the way.

This can be regarded as revenge for his head coach.

That's what he thought and did.

"Don't blame me, blame inertia."

When Osko's hand touched Tang Zhenglong's head, there was a ding, and the skill was activated, and then a funny scene appeared, Osko hugged Tang Zhenglong's head, and just maintained it like this.

"what……"

The referee ran over, Osko's hand was still there, he wanted to, but for some reason, his hand seemed to be stuck to Tang Zhenglong's face.

"The referee...me."

The referee is ashamed. I have never seen such a stupid person. I can understand that you want to play tricks, but...

The referee drew a red card.

"System, skill release."

Osko let go, "Referee, I..."

The referee pointed to the sidelines. There was really nothing to say. This should be the most stupid person in history.

"Are you trying to say that your hands are numb and can't move?" Tang Zhenglong laughed.

"real!"

The referee was angry, "Please leave the court immediately, I will write it in the post-match report."

"it is true!"

"Get out."

Osko was kicked out by his teammates, Bruce had a dark face, this idiot is so stupid, it is understandable that you avenged me, but you can just punch him, why keep holding the opponent's face.

"Head, I'm really innocent."

Bruce pointed to the player tunnel, "I don't want to hear an explanation."

The goalkeeper was sent off, and Bruce could only replace a striker with a substitute goalkeeper. The striker Mads Tim was super unhappy, and his teammates were stupid, and it turned out that he was responsible.

"Master, you are such a thief, you can use skills like this."

"Hey, it's amazing."

"Master, I have to increase the price. This should be charged according to the red card."

"roll!"

With one less player, Odense immediately became passive on the scene, and his strength was not as good as that of Cologne.

This time Cologne played with pressure.

"Haha, cool."

Tang Zhenglong was prepared not to give the system a chance to blackmail him. The opponent is so good, and I can perform a hat-trick without cheating.

"Master, without skills, you can't score goals."

"Go away, unless you lower the price."

"That's impossible."

"Don't make trouble!"

Tang Zhenglong saw that Podolski had made a breakthrough on the other side, he raised his right hand high, "Lukas, this way."

Podolski's left foot arc passed to the back point.

The ball arrives, Tang Zhenglong arrives.

"Haha, this cake is really delicious."

Tang Zhenglong paddled his ankle, which was a tragedy.

"My God, such a ball was blown away by Tang Zhenglong."

The commentator also felt sorry for Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong covered his face, it was really embarrassing to face others.

"It was the ball that bounced suddenly and I was shaken."

Schultz smiled and said, "Don, there's no need to explain, we all know it's because of your short legs."

"Short Legs?"

Tang Zhenglong's heart was spurting blood.

"You bastards, I score so many goals, and it's normal to make a mistake once in a while. Besides, the simpler the goal is, the harder it is to score, such as a penalty kick. How many stars fell on the penalty spot."

Unexpectedly, when Tang Zhenglong said this, everyone burst into laughter.

"Hahaha."

"Don, you are too humorous."

The teammates dispersed.

The system added a knife, "Master, do you still think that your son could score the goal in the first half?"

"System, you are my son."

"roll!"

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Bruce looked at his watch. It was 70 minutes into the second half. 1-1 seemed to be an acceptable score. He gestured for the players to line up. The home fans walked away a lot and felt bored. Even if they entered the UEFA Cup with such strength, it would be useless!
Because it was the first round, Stevens would definitely not attack by force, there was no need, if the opponent stole one, it would be a mess.

However, Stevens still hoped that Tang Zhenglong would suddenly have a flash of inspiration and make another one, but Tang Zhenglong and the system got angry and insisted on making another one by his own strength.

The final result is 1 to 1, which is acceptable to both parties, and neither is satisfied.

Bruce refused Stevens' handshake and said that Tang Zhenglong's abuse of him was endless.

"I will tell the media what happened at that time, and I will see if the media believes his nonsense."

Temporary hand tactile disturbance syndrome?
This reason is really ridiculous, and Stevens is worried that Tang Zhenglong will encounter trouble after the game.

(End of this chapter)