Legend of the Blue Lion

Chapter 63

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After Ouyang Yu stepped out, his body lost his balance.

Hou Yafu also fell to the ground and slid the shovel before Ouyang Yu could make a move.

With the addition of Chen Xiong and Weng Han, two central defenders, the three fell together with Ouyang Yu.

There was a mess in front of the restricted area, and the ground was full of people.

All I saw was the football, running towards the door frame!

He Yu's position was close to the right post. At that moment just now, although his eyes had been fixed on Ouyang Yu's movements, he was blocked by two or three teammates who blocked him later.

In his vision, there is no football, only people...

Suddenly, Ouyang Yu shot coldly, and the ball went towards the blind corner of his left post.

He Yu reacted a bit slower, but still tried his best, and took a step towards his left side. His body lost balance, and it was too late to adjust, so he flew out...

Seeing the football coming straight towards it, He Yu's left hand also reached out quickly!
"Snapped!"

Gently rub it down, just a little bit...

The football deviates from the direction and rolls off the bottom line!
"Beautiful! Good shot..."

Zhou Yuan on the sidelines leaped vigorously and stood up, even more excited than when he scored a goal and took the lead.

He Yu threw the ball beautifully, but it was just a hair's breadth away.

The stinky He Yu got up from the ground, looking like a fool, he clenched his fists in the direction of Ouyang Yu and roared for a while.

"what……"

This is pretending, 100 points!
In fact, Ouyang Yu shot the ball abruptly. If he hadn't fully stretched his posture and used his strength, no matter how long the whip was, He Yu wouldn't be able to reach it based on the speed of the ball...

"Cough cough, Lao He, it's alright, corner kick defense."

Shi Shun coughed twice, urging He Yu who was still in the concave shape.

"I'm afraid, anyway, no one can take away my first blood!"

Seeing He Yute's appearance of two to five to eighty thousand, Shi Shun replied, just one sentence, and instantly killed him.

"That's right, your own oolong, taking away your own place, no one can take it away..."

After the corner kick was taken, Bahuang's defender Chen Xiong hit the ball and drove out of the penalty area. The game entered a stable development stage...

After halftime, the score was still 1-0, with Changsha Bahuang leading.

locker room
Zhou Yuan was very satisfied with his performance in the first half, and was doing simple guidance work.

"The performance was good, especially the defensive line. Ouyang Yu's previous shot was the result of the joint defense between Lao Hou and the central defender.

Just can't let him take the ball and shoot comfortably. Once they compress their offensive space, they will be choked up.

In the second half, continue to play like this, without conservative control, or the same sentence, do it!

Wu Yao, your role is obvious, you are heavily guarded, and you should stretch their line of defense more..."

Wu Yao is definitely an expert at interrupting others, so following Zhou Yuan's words, he said:

"Zhou Zhi, why do you always use me as a bridgehead, I can also score goals!
It's not okay for you to favor one another like this. "

Zhou Yuan was about to educate him, but He Yu interrupted him again.

"That's right, Zhou Zhi. I saved the ball just now. You didn't say a word about me, you only praised the back line. Forgot me?

It’s not okay to favor one over another like this..."

Well, these two funny brothers made everyone in the room laugh.

Zhou Yuan also laughed, his smile was very relaxed, and his state was completely different from that of playing Boda.

"You want me to treat each other more favorably, don't you?
Well, in the second half, you come down in 60 minutes, and I will talk to you about the issue of favoritism. "

In the locker room, there was a harmonious laughter...

When the second half kicked off, Wu Yao once again fought like chicken blood, charging forward without fear.

In fact, he wanted to show off before 60 minutes came, for fear that he would be replaced.

He also has dreams!
That is, the top scorer list, the season golden boot.

As soon as he came up, Bahuang didn't have any intention of shrinking back, and his two wings flew together, repeatedly destroying Xingmang's defense line.

The fight is smooth and flowing, no exaggeration.

Ouyang Yu of the stars has already retreated halftime, basically playing as a defensive midfielder.

There is no way, Xingmang's defense line is slag, and he is the only one who can hold on.

Ten minutes later, Shi Shun took the ball in the middle, saw Yuan Jin's position on the left, and kicked it...

His style is like this, he never takes the ball too much, he is not procrastinating, and he is very straightforward and decisive.It is also very accurate to find someone to find a point, a scalpel-like technique.

However, this time something went wrong.

The ball was still flying in mid-air, when suddenly, a yellow figure appeared, cutting off the flight path of the football, and left the ball under his feet.

After taking a step, he started to speed up and rush...

"Ouyang Yu, it's Ouyang Yu!"

The star players on the visiting team's bench have all stood up!
Zhou Yuan could only shake his head and continue to watch the situation on the field.

Hou Yafu was following Ouyang Yu, but after Ouyang Yu retreated, he did not follow up, and was in the area where he was active.

Now, I can't keep up...

Ouyang Yu had just passed the halfway line, and there were only Bahuang's left back Liu Meng, center back Chen Xiong and Weng Han in front of him.

Liu Meng came over and was very close to him, only two meters away.

According to his customary style, he didn't talk too much, he just lay on his back on the ground, kicked his legs, and stabbed obliquely with a big horse...

Ouyang Yu kept moving forward at a constant speed, glanced at Liu Meng's approach, and deftly picked up the ball.

Take a big step, dribble the ball, and step over him!

Liu Meng originally thought that he was slowing down his dribbling speed, but now, if he wanted to stay, he could only reach out and foul...

Before he could react, Ouyang Yu took the ball and accelerated past him.

He didn't stop, and continued to run towards the oncoming person.

Chen Xiong came up, and Weng Han followed him in the shape of a horn.

According to football common sense, they should not rush forward, they should hold their positions and retreat.If you shoot easily, as long as you are passed, you will give the opponent a single-handed chance.

But they are used to it and have a goalkeeper behind him who has a lot of control and likes to attack.

He Yu often chanted mantras to them, just like Tang Seng, always nagging them to go forward more, go forward more.

Otherwise, how could he get a chance to show himself?
It is this habit that forces them to go up instead of moving back to defend.

The law of war says: to cut off the way, to cut off the line.

Chen Xiong and Weng Han are like two gates, approaching and closing the door...

Ouyang Yu looked straight ahead, still striding forward, without slowing down at all.

Instant contact, a left button, strong overtaking, another right button, so fast!
If there is a camera from the sky to take a bird's-eye view, you can see it very clearly.

On the plane, Ouyang Yu made a "Z-shaped" walking position just like in the game, and while swaying, he passed by two fierce people...

Ouyang Yu passed by, stumbled, but didn't fall down. He staggered a few steps and chased after the football in front of him.

He Yu's position has long been moved to the vicinity of the penalty spot, just after seeing Ouyang Yu's coquettish position, he also rushed out without saying a word!
One step, two steps...

He Yu stretched out his foot, about to stab the football...

One step, two steps...

Ouyang Yu also stretched out his foot, about to stab the football...

Ouyang Yu met first!

In a moment of urgency, he shook his foot, and the ball bounced obliquely from the ground...

He Yu's skating feet didn't touch, and he raised his hands upwards!

The ball bounced into his hand, lost its force, and then bounced behind him...

Good thing!

Right back Zhou Hainan appeared behind him and kicked the ball far out of the sideline.

"Beep..."

The referee whistled and pointed to the 12-yard penalty spot.

"What, penalty kick?"

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(End of this chapter)