six finger demon

Chapter 158 Turn the tide
Seeing Tang Wu rushing towards the opponent's penalty area, the [-] Chinese fans in the stands cheered up again.Exhausting their last strength one by one, they stood up and picked up the big flag in their hands, shaking it from side to side.

In the center of the stands for Chinese fans is a small band.The drummer swung his arms vigorously, smashing the drumsticks on the drum again and again; the trumpet players also bulged their cheeks like frogs, blowing desperately.

But the little sound made by the Chinese fans was quickly overwhelmed by the boos of the home team fans. Hundreds of thousands of home team fans watched Tang Wu who ran into the penalty area of ​​the Iranian team and booed them all.

Some people want to put pressure on Tang Wu, while others simply disdain.In their view, what the Iranian team can't do (qualify), let alone the Chinese team.

Since it's already a tie, let's die together!

"Pu, I bet that even if TOM really helped the Chinese team win this game, we must be the ones who will qualify!"

"Why?" Pu Jingxun asked beside him.

"Heh, don't you think the Republic of Korea can't win a team that depends on the goalkeeper?" Li Yongzhen said disdainfully. "If it weren't for Tom's heroic performance, the Iranian team would have led by at least three goals in this game. Why isn't Tom a Korean? If he were a Korean, we would definitely be Olympic champions!"

"That's right! This time, let the experts go back and check to see if Tom is Korean!" Park Kyung-hoon also nodded in agreement.

In the eyes of the two South Korean spies, the game was over.After this corner kick is over, it is the moment for all Koreans to celebrate their promotion.

"Spin out, move forward!" Tang Wu shouted at Sun Xiang, who was back in a daze while running.

Hearing Tang Wu's shout, Sun Xiang woke up like a dream and walked towards the corner.

Speaking of which, together with the corner kicks in this game, the National Olympics has won a total of 11 frontcourt set kicks.But except for Yan Song who succeeded in "stealing the chicken" in the first point, most of the remaining 10 set balls were earned by the Iranian players to the first point.

So although the Olympic team won a corner kick again at the last minute of the game, the Iranian players were not very worried.What they worry about is whether the referee will give them time to counterattack after they clear the siege.

Tang Wu made some calculations during the running process. Using Sun Xiang's footwork plus the "national brand attribute", he usually shouted the front point and kicked the middle; called the middle road and kicked the rear point; , Wherever you kick it counts.

So Tang Wu didn't stand at the place where Yan Song scored, but stepped back a little and got into the crowd.

Seeing Tang Wu take a few steps back, Sun Xiang was also a little dazed.

Didn't you let me kick the front point?Why did you go to the middle?
Then do I kick forward or in the middle?

Looking at Tang Wu who stretched out his arms in the crowd, Sun Xiang was immediately caught in a tangle.

"Kick, kick like Tang Wu!" Sun Ji looked at his younger brother in front of the screen, with veins bulging in his temples, muttering in a low voice as if possessed by a demon.

Wu Wei, Mama Du, and the cameraman on the side didn't mind, because their own eyes were almost glued to the TV screen, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

Tang Wu's height of 1.8 meters nine seems to be the tallest player in the penalty area. If he is not passed on, who else will he pass on?
Looking at Tang Wu who was pushed back a step again, Sun Xiang finally gritted his teeth and kicked Tang Wu on the top of his head.

"Fake!" Tang Wu couldn't help cursing secretly when he saw the flying height of the ball for the first time.

You are really not tired, how can you still have such great energy at this time?
As a goalkeeper, Tang Wu has a natural sense of familiarity with corner kicks.

As soon as the ball came out, its trajectory, route, height and landing point had already formed a sketch in Tang Wu's mind, which is one of the reasons why Tang Wu had such a high success rate in defending corner kicks.

Now that he has judged the landing point and flight trajectory, Tang Wu did not stare at the ball flying in the air like everyone else.Instead, he turned his head as fast as he could, and stretched out his left hand to defend against his opponent's back shoulder and slammed it.

The unexpected thrust caused Atelbaatar to slip, and subconsciously lost his position in order to maintain his balance.

Tang Wu took the opportunity to run sideways and back for two steps, at this time the ball had already flown above his head.

"TMD!" Tang Wu cursed again.

In the corner of the eye, the Iranian goalkeeper Rahmati gave up the goal and also ran towards the ball.

A goalkeeper who can use his hands has a great advantage against high-altitude balls in the penalty area. If the ball is punched out of the penalty area by the opponent, the Iranian forward guarding outside the penalty area may take advantage of this to score a goal for the Olympic Games.

At this moment, Tang Wu made a move that surprised everyone.

"Sun Xiang takes a corner kick."

"Tang Wu..."

"Tang Wu earned the top. Eh???"

In Huang Jianxiang's staring eyes, Tang Wu's left arm was stretched out high, as if he wanted to use his left hand with six fingers to take off the ball.

Damn, Tang Wu couldn't forget that this is not in his restricted area!
Seeing Tang Wu reaching for the ball, everyone was taken aback, including Rahmati who was attacking.

"What is he going to do? Is he going to put the ball in the goal with his hands?"

Because of time, Rahmati didn't think much about it.

However, when he stretched out his hand to reach the ball, he finally realized something was wrong!

At this moment, Tang Wu's arm was between him and the ball. If Rahmati wanted to knock the ball into the air, he would definitely touch Tang Wu's arm.If it happened, Rahmati's fist might hit Tang Wu directly on the arm.

"This..." Rahmati's eyes moved with Tang Wu's arm, and he was looking for a gap where he could punch the ball alone.

But Tang Wu didn't give him this chance. His high outstretched left arm suddenly pressed down, and on the way down, it happened to brush Rahmati's raised hand.This move made it impossible for both hands to touch the ball again.

Is this a goalkeeper hit?

Haji held the whistle in the air, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.

In the eyes of the Syrian referee, Rahmati was more like the one who interfered with Tang Wu—after all, it was Tang Wu who first raised his arm.

With this downward "pressure", Tang Wu's jumping body seemed to stay in the air for 0.5 seconds longer.

After 0.5 seconds, there was a soft "bang" sound from the Iranian team's penalty area.

Rather than saying it was a header, it might be better to say that Tang Wu adjusted the angle so that after the ball hit his head, he flew towards the opponent's goal.

Guarding the right post and standing on the goal line, Navidakia, the No. 14 captain of the Iranian team, looked into the air unwillingly. He found that no matter how high he jumped, he couldn't use his height of 1.7 meters [-] to hit the sky. The ball that flew slowly from the air and stuck to the bottom of the crossbar.

Navidakia closed his eyes in despair. He could already hear the sound of the ball hitting the net behind him, as well as the heartbreak of the entire Iranian team.

"Long live!!!"

At this moment, the voices of 1000 people actually overwhelmed 10 people, because those 10 people seemed to be petrified in an instant, and none of them made a sound.Under the dull stares of all the fans of the home team, Tang Wu got up from the ground, took off his gloves and rushed to the sidelines, standing on the edge of the field and roaring at the fans of the home team who booed the most just now.

The expressions of the two South Korean spies in the stands had frozen for a long time. They never expected that their joke would become a reality.

Li Yongzhen just took out the ballpoint pen he was going to record from his pocket and fell to the ground, just like his dislocated jaw, hanging on his chest.

(End of this chapter)