big mouth ball king

Chapter 184: The Bayesian Arc
1:0.

The camera is pushed to the big screen.

"If the game ends with this score, then Cologne will be eliminated."

Stevens was anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

The farthest distance in the world is to watch 1-0, but just can't catch up.

Tang Zhenglong was also a little anxious.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter who scores the goal, the important thing is to advance."

Tang Zhenglong is going to find an assist skill card to help his teammates score goals.

"Damn it, the name of this skill is so cheesy - free kicks must be passed."

The price is reasonable, 200 points.

"System, can't you choose a more domineering name? For example, a chic pass like Beckham."

"Master, is it not good to be concise?"

"Damn, you still know such difficult idioms? Aren't you an idiot system?"

Ding!
"Knock off your big mouth."

sweat.

"I was wrong."

Tang Zhenglong exchanged his skills, Cologne pressed the opponent to play, and there were many opportunities for free kicks. This time it was another free kick on the right side of the court.

But Cologne doesn't have many free-kick masters, which is a big disadvantage.

Tang Zhenglong first ran to Podolski, "Lukas, you are at the back post of the penalty area, I will pass the ball to you."

Podolski pushed Tang Zhenglong, "I'm not in the mood to joke with you."

"It's true, I know I'm usually unreliable."

"You still know?"

"Yes!"

"But this time I won't, we are all about to be eliminated."

Seeing Tang Zhenglong's sincere expression, Podolski believed it a little.

"Okay, I believe you."

Tang Zhenglong laughed heartily, he was fooled, you want me to pass the ball to you?no way! !
Tang Zhenglong made an agreement with Matip first, let him go to grab the point, and Podolski, let's go to the back point to attract the defense.

Tang Zhenglong ran over to take a free kick.

When the skill is turned on, it is a circle that can be moved, and whoever is circled, the ball will be passed to whoever it is, which is relatively easy to understand.

"Haha."

"Line up Matip."

"I circle, I circle, I..."

"System, why can't I delineate Matip?"

"Master, you can only pass the ball to the striker, Matip is the midfielder."

……

"Trick me again!!"

"Master, you can circle Lucas."

"I do not want."

"Then... I can't help it either."

Tang Zhenglong wanted to cry.

"Master, hurry up, after the referee blows the whistle, you will lose the right to circle."

Tang Zhenglong could only delineate Podolski with a very unhappy mood.

*****
"There is not much time left for Cologne, let's take a look at this free kick opportunity."

"Tang Zhenglong kicks off."

The trajectory of the ball's flight was nothing special, and it seemed that it was easily defended, but what I didn't expect was that the ball miraculously came to the back point and landed on Podolski's head accurately.

"Damn, Tang really didn't lie to me."

Podolski once felt ten thousand times that Tang Zhenglong must have lied to him. This guy has a special emphasis on the top scorer.

But didn't expect...

"It seems that Tang still has Cologne in his heart. He loves Cologne. The interests of the team are the most important at critical moments."

If Tang Zhenglong knew the OS in Podolski's heart at this time, he would probably spray him in the face, "I just don't have a choice!"

The free kick hit the back post, and the cake was fed into the mouth. Podolski lightly hit the ball into the near corner of the goal, and easily ate the cake.

The Rhine Energy Stadium is boiling, this is a ball that brought the dead back to life.

"GOOOOOOAL."

"Lucas' goal brought Cologne back from the brink."

"Who scored the goal for us?"

"Tang Zhenglong."

"Lucas."

"Who scored the goal for us?"

"Tang Zhenglong."

"Lucas."

Everyone in the audience was shouting for Lucas, and Tang Zhenglong shouted dully, "Tang Zhenglong."

"Forget it, I'll just be the unsung hero."

"Master, you are great."

"Thank you, cheating system."

After celebrating with his teammates, Podolski and his teammates ran to Tang Zhenglong, "Tang, your pass is so beautiful, pass to me from now on."

Tang Zhenglong almost vomited blood, "In the future?"

"It depends on the situation, or you can pass the ball to me more."

"Of course it is."

Podolski patted Tang Zhenglong.

"Not happy."

Tang Zhenglong entered the system and had to find a scoring skill. Now he and Podolski both scored 1 goal in the UEFA Cup.

Looking around, Tang Zhenglong noticed a skill in his sight.

"Bezier arc?"

"I'll fuck it up."

and many more!

Tang Zhenglong recalled that he was tricked by fake skills in the past. Mama Dona was tricked miserably that time. Could this Bayesian arc also be a fake?
At first glance, it costs 200 mouth points, so cheap?

"System, is this Bayesian arc a copycat?"

"Master, this is not a copycat."

"Then how could it only cost 200 mouth points?"

Tang Zhenglong has been cheated so many times, now he is cautious.

"Bei here is not Beckham's Bei, but Bebeto."

"Bebeto?"

Tang Zhenglong thought about it, Bebeto is considered to be a Brazilian international at the same age as Romario, and he should be pretty good, but what is his free kick level?This is not clear.

"System, I want a real Bayesian arc."

"Master, that one is too expensive, even if you sell it, you can't afford it. I advise you to get it."

Heartbroken!
Tang Zhenglong had no choice but to use 200 points to exchange for the Bayesian arc. I hope this time it will not be as cheating as Mamadona's time.

*****
"The score is 1 to 1, and the game has reached the most tense moment."

"Whoever scores one more goal will be enough to end the game."

Bruce looked at his watch, feeling so nervous that he suffocated, "Kids, come on, at least drag it into overtime."

For Stevens, he can only pray that the goal Lucas scored just now will come again, and the miracle will accompany Cologne.

At this moment, Cologne got a free kick in front of the penalty area.

Podolski ran over to take the penalty.

"Lucas, let me play this ball."

"Don, this ball is more suitable for the left foot."

Tang Zhenglong didn't care so much, he pushed Podolski away and stood in front of the ball.

"Blessing is not a cheating skill, blessing is not a cheating skill."

Tang Zhenglong prayed, looked at the opponent's goalkeeper, and kicked.

The ball draws a beautiful arc.

Bruce's eyes were fixed on the ball, watching the ball fly into the net, powerless, he was like a deflated ball.

Cologne's home court is boiling again, this time it's crazy.

GOOOOOOOAL!
Const shouted GOAL for half a minute.

"Don completed the lore, and the ball completed the most beautiful arc."

Tang Zhenglong was pushed to the ground by his teammates to celebrate.

"Don, your right foot is the same as Beckham."

"Hahaha, please call me Downham."

"Hahaha."

At this moment, the time left for the opponent is really running out, and Odense needs at least one goal.

(End of this chapter)