big mouth ball king

Chapter 312 God Level Diving
"Oolong."

"Oolong."

"Handball."

"Handball."

"Cramp."

"The brain is broken."

Louis couldn't bear Tang Zhenglong's Tang Seng mode anymore, he was angry, "If you are still a professional player, shut up."

"No!!"

The referee has already noticed the situation here, and the referee will now take care of this kind of verbal dispute. After all, the 2006 World Cup final between Zidane and Materazzi was too impressive.

In the final analysis, it was Materazzi's mouth that caused the trouble. The referee warned Tang Zhenglong and Louis.

"If I see you quarreling again, yellow card."

"By the way, one of you is Brazilian and the other is Chinese. What language did you quarrel with?"

sweat.

"English."

"Okay, shut up."

Benfica defends intensively and then counterattacks whenever they have the opportunity, and the core of the counterattack is Rui Costa.

Benfica's No. 10 is the best hub on the court. He can handle his offense in an orderly manner. Santos is very fortunate to have such an excellent midfielder under his command. If the team wins the UEFA Cup this season, then veterans such as Rui Costa and Gomez will be the biggest contributors.

When Rui Costa took the ball, his thoughts suddenly returned to the conversation with Gomez before the game, both of whom were members of Portugal's golden generation.

"We are not young anymore, let's retire after winning another championship."

This sentence made Rui Costa's blood boil.

Back in the game, Rui Costa gave the ball to Mikli on the wing, and the Italian winger quickly inserted.

"Oops."

Although Benfica only had three players involved in the offense - Mikley, Gomez, and Delray, what Stevens saw was the offensive routine, and the movement of the three players was very reasonable.

In fact, it is not the most important thing to attack whether there are many or few people. The important thing is whether everyone can run out of opportunities.

If it is running blindly, it is useless to invest 10 people, but if it is a reasonable movement, then one person is also fatal.

Mikri glanced at the forward point and made a decisive cross. Gomez leaned on Cologne's defender and took the ball sideways.

The Cologne defender leaned on Gomez and never allowed him to turn around.

At this moment, Rui Costa, who ran up, shouted, and Gomez returned the ball to the front of the penalty area.

A huge vacuum is left in front of the restricted area, where a bus can be parked.

Rui Costa can aim and shoot, no one can stop him, as long as he has the right footwork.

Rui Costa chose to shoot with the arch of his foot. The ball circled an arc, and the perfect arc tested the goalkeeper.

The Cologne goalkeeper flew up, but the arc drawn by the ball was even more beautiful. This is the skill of Rui Costa's life.

The ball flies into the goal.

The Stadium of Light began to cheer its own king.

"Rui, you played so beautifully."

"Nuno, remember what we said before the game."

Stevens Khan, "Portugal's golden generation is really amazing. If Figo is added to this, it will all work together."

"Golden generation?"

Stevens turned his head and saw that it was Tang Zhenglong.

"Golden generation? Haven't you heard of it?"

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said, "Then Lucas and I are considered the golden generation of Cologne?"

……

"If you can win the UEFA Cup then yes, if not then don't."

"This is discrimination. I remember that the Portuguese golden generation didn't win any championships."

sweat.

"You know that?" Stevens thought to himself.

After the goal, the commentator said with a smile: "This goal pushed Cologne into a desperate situation. They need to score at least 2 goals to advance. Benfica has already entered the semi-finals with one foot."

If Tang Zhenglong heard these words, he would probably burst out laughing.

Tang Zhenglong also knows that the team needs to score goals now, and he has a big mouth, so he doesn't need it at this time, so what are you waiting for?

After entering the system and looking at it, Tang Zhenglong suddenly saw a skill - god-level diving.

300 points.

"God-level diving?"

"Haha."

"System, this skill is a bit of a nonsense. I'm a god-level flop, so I still need a skill boost?"

The system made a sneer sound effect.

"Master, that's because you have never seen what is called a god-level flop. Your flops are at best entry-level, unsightly."

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.

Is this system so difficult?

Still unsightly?Dipping is one of the things I am most proud of.

"Hehe, I can't do it anymore, isn't it just 300 points? Let me see what a god-level flop is."

"OK."

After taking the lead, Benfica's defense became more resolute. This is the smartest way of playing. If Cologne dares to press aggressively, then Benfica can continue to counterattack.

Tang Zhenglong took the ball, and Benfica's defense rushed over like a moving concrete wall. Tang Zhenglong quickly passed the ball to the side, and then ran forward by himself.

"I rely on."

The side didn't pass, the ball was cut off, everyone chased back, but Tang Zhenglong didn't, he just stood there.

Precisely because of this, it was better, because soon, Benfica's counterattack was unsuccessful, and Cologne stole the ball again. At this time, there was Tang Zhenglong in front.

The Cologne players didn't even think about it, the ball can only be given to Tang Zhenglong.

The ball arrives, the man arrives, Louis presses over, and both of them enter the penalty area. At this time, Louis is one step faster and he can tackle the ball.

"System, does this god-level flop need to be activated manually?"

"No, it will be activated automatically when the time is right."

"Then when is the right time?"

As soon as the words fell, Tang Zhenglong suddenly felt that his body didn't seem to be his own, his legs began to bend, and his whole body fell forward.

"Is this the legendary god-level flop?"

"It doesn't feel like it. It seems that I fell it myself."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Tang Zhenglong fell to the ground, the referee had already pointed the ball, and his attitude was very firm.

"I didn't touch him, referee, you should know this guy loves diving."

"I know, it's definitely not a flop this time, because I have a lot of research on flops, and this time it's a real flop."

Tang Zhenglong on the side was stunned for a while, "Has my performance reached such a high level?"

"Master, that's a credit to the skills."

"I must take a good look after the game. Is there really a difference? I don't believe it."

But the effect was really good, the referee hardly had any doubts, the most ridiculous thing was that even Louis himself was not sure if Tang Zhenglong flopped, because it was too realistic.

What is a god-level flop?That is, even the defender himself was confused, and this flop was really amazing.

Tang Zhenglong went to pick up the ball, and Podolski came over, "Tang, this ball is very important. It may be our most important penalty kick of the season."

Tang Zhenglong nodded, the game has come to the most critical moment, at this time Tang Zhenglong really has to be unreliable.

(End of this chapter)