Green Dragon

Chapter 23 Hitting a Rock with an Egg!Who is the stone?
Holland is not Italy.

They may be closer to Brazil.

Even as a defender, they also have an offensive heart.

A true Dutch team that never forgets to attack at any point.

They firmly believe that defense is unreliable, and only offense can completely destroy the opponent!
So Twente seized the opportunity after Ajax's attack and formed a counterattack in an instant! -
Iyengar Enno is the closest Ajax player to Twente's attacking line.

He tried hard to stabilize his center of gravity, trying to judge which side the opponent would pass the football to before making a move, but his efforts failed almost instantly.

Because Twente's attack line played two small-scale cooperation in the blink of an eye, and he dribbled the ball past his defensive area. It is impossible for him to cover such a large area alone!
En Nuo turned around in a panic, ready to return to defense, but when he looked at the huge open land on his side, he felt a sudden chill in his heart.

I can't stop it!

How can this be stopped? !

In this open field, the red and white figure looked particularly inconspicuous, and even Denneboum, who had already suffered, couldn't help showing a smile.

Even if he can run again, he will always feel a little tired at the end of the first half, right?

The legs will also be a little sore and weak, right?
Without the support of his teammates, can he alone stop the attack of Twente's entire team?
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he can not!
But he can give it a try!
Long Shute took a step forward!
He rushed towards the Twente attacking team of as many as eight people!

Like a crystal clear and round egg, it resolutely bumped into a sharp-edged and extremely hard diamond! -
Hit the stone with the egg!

Reckless to the extreme!

No matter who saw this scene, they would definitely make such an evaluation.

Van Basten's heart has already reached his throat.

The coaching team and substitute players behind him also showed worried expressions.

The Cantonese commentator thousands of miles away sighed again and again:

"Long Shute is still too young and too impulsive! He should stick to his own zone and wait for his teammates to defend in place to form a zone defense, otherwise he will be easily passed... ah!"

Before the narrator could say a word, he let out a scream, which surprised the other guests.

"He got it!"

Yes, he got it!
Longshut was just jogging in small steps at the beginning, and the Twente players didn't take him seriously, they just passed the ball laterally between each other, trying to bypass him.

But this young man who looked a little tired suddenly erupted with indescribable strength, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a red gust of wind, blocking the opponent's eager through pass!

His movements were extremely clean, and he completed the interception with only one simple lateral step.

But why are those viewers so unbelievable?

In their eyes, the passing between Twente players is very fast. Not to mention intercepting in the middle, even the spectators in the stands are a little dizzy. How did he react and predict? !
Prediction 14, reaction 16, acceleration 17, interception 15!

Calmness 17, concentration 17, determination 17... and luck 18!

After all, luck was still on his side, and his risky upswing finally brought him a chance!
Long Shute, move the ball forward!

He's going to fight back!
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Interception and counterattack, defense and offense, this transition happened within half a second!

During the ups and downs of the rabbits, everyone couldn't help being stunned for half a second!

And half a second, for a person who has already accelerated, is enough for him to run four or five meters away with the ball!

When the Twente midfielder came back to his senses and turned around, the red and white figure was already more than ten meters away from them!
For the defensive side, the distance of ten meters almost means that they have no hope of catching up with the offensive side!

"Wow!"

The commentator of Dutch TV, De Kuer, opened his mouth wide, but couldn't make any other sounds.

Guest Yang Sen also had a dumbfounded expression, as if he had seen a ghost.

Because on the turf like a blue sea, that red figure was like a sharp stabbing sword, splitting the Amsterdam stadium in half!

He whipped up a storm of red!

He drew a straight lightning bolt!

Those Twente players must be regretting at this moment, why did they press forward so aggressively!
In just half a breath, Long Shute broke through the encirclement of ten Twente players!

He crossed the center line, but the speed under his feet did not slow down in the slightest!

Soleimani and other four frontcourt players are a little embarrassed now:

Their retreat was so slow that almost all four of them were in an offside position, and they could only do nothing about this offense.

Long Shute didn't even look at them, he even roared unceremoniously:
"Get out of the way!"

In front of him is a flat prairie, and he is that sweaty bloody horse covered in red!

Here he is galloping!
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As a football fan, you should know that although there is no strict standard for the size of a football field, the length is only about 100 meters, and at most it will not exceed 110 meters.

Half time is 50 meters.

If the 16 meters in the restricted area are deducted, only 34 meters are left for Long Shute.

For a fast green horse that can reach a speed of 10 meters in 68 seconds 34, [-] meters is just a blink of an eye.

Van Basten stood up from the bench a long time ago, dragged his two broken legs and staggered to the sidelines.

McLaren could only clenched his fists tightly, wishing that the fast horse on the field would suddenly stumble and fall on all fours.

But Long Shute didn't give him a chance.

Without even any hesitation, he dribbled the ball past Soleimani who was in an offside position, and then broke into the penalty area!

The goalkeeper of Twente is 38-year-old Sander Boschkel. This aging veteran was once selected for the training list of the Dutch team before the 2008 European Cup, but at the last minute he was rejected by the then head coach Marco van Basten. Excluded from the list of 23 people, lost the qualification.

Now that Van Basten is standing on the sidelines, the old goalkeeper certainly wants to prove to him that he is not useless!
So he took a deep breath, bent his knees slightly, lowered his center of gravity, and swayed his feet from side to side, trying to confuse the other party.

Because he knew that the player in front of him with the ball was very young - Long Shute was not even half the age of Boschkel...

Therefore, after this young Ajax player has formed a single-handedly, his mental state is bound to not be too calm, not to mention that he is still a defensive midfielder who is good at defense!
But maybe he should regret that he was too big!

Long Shute's psychological attributes are much stronger than he imagined!
Calm 17!

Concentration 17!

Decision 17!

Luck 18!

Even if his shooting ability has just reached 10, how could he miss most of the empty goals so close at hand? !

"Dragon... special! Break into the restricted area!"

"He can shoot!"

Boschkel suddenly panicked.

Because he saw that the young man not only did not slow down to shoot, but also rushed straight in!

He had to abandon the goal and narrowed the angle of the opponent's shot again.

But it's too late!
The depth of the restricted area was only 16.5 meters. When he had just taken three steps, Long Shute had rushed to his side!
Boschkel's mind went blank. In 30 years of football, he had never faced an opponent so fast!

Long Shute didn't come to play football at all!
He simply came to race!
Boschkel stepped out subconsciously, stretching his hands straight out, trying to stop the football.

But the football had already scraped the turf and flew towards the goal behind him!
An empty goal!
"Oh!"

His hands touched something.

He couldn't help but pounce hard!
That's not a ball, that's Long Shute's legs.

Then the old Twente goalkeeper saw a group of figures roll over from the air, and fell straight to the ground!
"drop!"

Boschkel heard a sharp whistle, and then the tall referee walked up quickly, took out a plastic card from his chest pocket, and held it high towards him.

This bright red card is particularly dazzling in the huge Amsterdam stadium.

The goal is valid!

Goalkeeper red card!

(End of this chapter)