Handsome position is not easy

Chapter 37: Tigers Out of the Tower, Great Benefits to the East ([-])
Yang regained his strength, and sent a powerful pass to Diallo, who was leaving in the dust, with a comfortable angle and strength.When the ball hit the ground and gradually stalled, it had already rolled in front of him from the side, and Diallo didn't need to slow down at all, and he brought the ball back without pausing.

His speed is indeed very fast, and Yang knows that even after gaining weight as a central defender, Diallo is still the fastest player in the team without the ball, and he has a stronger body than before.

So when Diallo carried the supplementary left back Dantas, Yang was not surprised at all. He just silently chose a more open left, so that Diallo would not have no one to pass, and he also gave himself more breathing space. time.

The forward Masca, who had a sluggish face, only reacted at this time, and rushed towards the opponent's central defender with a sullen head. In his mind, Diallo would definitely send a through pass, and he might be able to run a one-handed opportunity. .

But Diallo didn't do that.

Even though the three frontcourt players were all shouting for the ball, he didn't respond. He just panted and sprinted hard, from his own penalty area to the opponent's penalty area. A rough calculation shows that he sprinted at least 60 meters with all his strength...

The left central defender Rafael felt that he could no longer follow back. Although this panting guy seemed to have no strength, as long as he hit the goal, it was hard to say what coach Cesar would think of him. So he blocked it with his hands behind his back.

The moment he stepped forward, Diallo also showed a relieved expression, twisted his body and swayed his legs, and the ball flew obliquely to the left side of the top of the penalty area in an arc. Yang, who had just run into place.

When Bristol saw the arc of the ball, he knew it was not good, so he quickly gave up on Mascar next to him, and rushed over there.He calculated the landing point while running. The trajectory of the ball is relatively high, so it is very difficult to stop. Unless Yang hits the goal directly regardless of 21, otherwise he will definitely block the path of the shot.

Then the audience holding their breath on the sidelines saw a scene that they couldn't believe.

Yang raised his right foot against the incoming ball, and then turned his body 180 degrees to the left. His seemingly thin physique was of great help at this time, and he turned around quickly and deftly, allowing him to avoid Bristol at all. What an effort.The height of the provocative ball was just right, even if Bristol reacted and stopped his steps and jumped up quickly, it still slid over his head.

Before the ball hit the ground, Yang had already turned around and kicked it straight up.Coincidentally, the air hole just rotated to this position, so the kick was extremely powerful, and the angle was raised a lot. The goalkeeper Azevedo's volleyball-style blocking failed to stop the ball from between his arms. After passing through, the momentum still persisted when he scored the goal, and he swung the net a few times.

The Eastern team pulled back a victory!
Everyone in Sporting Lisbon turned pale with fright, and Cesar finally sensed what the danger was like at this moment. The eyes that were originally small in his fat face were now narrowed by him, revealing needle pricks. like eyes.

This is the breath of desperation!And they seem to know who to give the ball to.

The Portuguese Railway Stadium fell into madness, stomping, cheering, and whistles resounded all over the world, and even the fans who left the field angrily at halftime were turned back by these sounds, and all the spectators in ocher red uniforms supported their sides shoulders shouted excitedly, and what's more, they threw their hats and clothes into the sky.

No one expected that after the central defender Diallo ran for more than 70 meters, this seemingly incapable crossbow could pass the ball to his teammates clearly.

No one would have thought that in this dilapidated old stadium, they would see a miraculous mid-air dribble, and the person who performed this trick was actually wearing the ocher red jersey of Orient Lisbon!

Everyone is asking, who is he?
Almeida's fat hand grabbed Antonio's head. Even though his head was swollen from the noise of the fans, Antonio could still hear the boss's voice clearly, because the roaring mouth was only five centimeters away from his eardrum. .

"Damn it, Antonio, you clumsy bastard, who is that kid, ah? Who is it?!"

Antonio suddenly heard such a loud noise, his heart tightened in fear, coupled with the body odor from the other party's armpits, it was almost difficult to breathe, so he simply passed out.

Almeida looked at the head coach who was soft in his arms, then at the crazy fans and staff around him, and blinked vigorously, his expression was very innocent.

……

Facing Bristol's angry gaze, Young didn't speak, just walked into the door, picked up the ball silently, and ran back to the middle circle.

Davral waited there, his original cold and stern eyes suddenly changed, and when he took the ball from Yang, his smile bloomed like a warm spring breeze with flowery air: "The bastard is really going to be put in the pile of miscellaneous fish That's great."

Yang stared at Davlar's light brown eyes, making him a little hairy, and then softly uttered a sentence: "Don't worry, there are four more..."

Davral's fists were clenched tightly.

If air can squeeze out juice, then his hands must be full of pure oxygen.

……

After kicking off the ball, everyone in Sporting Lisbon became extremely cautious. They still remembered Cesar's warning before the game, but they didn't know who would be the first to be substituted. cautious.

This also aroused the dissatisfaction of the fans who were still in the excitement. There were boos everywhere on the stage, and Cesar's eyebrows were tightly knit together, almost congealed into two knots.

Thinking of the central defender who ran long distances like a tiger out of the cage just now, he was still a bit wary. The 4-4-2 formation, which is more offensive, had given up the control of the midfield and devoted all its forces to the wings.

Now the opponent has three people in the midfield, and it may become five at any time. If he experiences another strangling attack, his own midfield is likely to collapse. What will happen to the mentality of the little guy who has never fought a tough battle.

Cesar wanted to adjust very much, but he knew that the U12s of Sporting Lisbon had held their breath at this time, and this breath represented the balance. If he broke the balance first...

He guessed right. After combing back and forth a few times, everyone on the field confirmed that each other's mood had calmed down, and they launched an attack again.But now, they raised their heads again, staring at the people in the east of Lisbon, especially Yang, full of anger and viciousness.

After a seemingly careless pass, it was Sporting Lisbon's best instant acceleration. Zorbin's precise long pass found Ricardo. The latter stopped the ball and turned around in one go, once again passing the right back Hervey who was positioned slightly forward. , After shaking his shoulders and throwing away the opponent's entangled arms, his left foot circled the arc, and the ball flew to the center of the penalty area again.

Davlar had been waiting here for a long time, and his quick counterrun made Cox a little unresponsive, and he was already blocked at the back point, so he could only watch helplessly as he occupied the air-dominating position.

But this time Arauyo did not make a mistake, or because of luck, the landing point of Ricardo's pass was not as high as everyone imagined. Davral struggled for the top and only played a dive effect. The bombardment was parried in front of the goal line and the ball bounced towards the penalty spot.

Cox still had some palpitations about the failure of this top fight, so he wanted to use all his strength when he cleared the siege. The ball was smothered by this kick and fell tens of meters away, and it happened to fall at the feet of the right midfielder Barrera.

Muska, who retreated and wanted to get the ball, finally got his wish, but he felt tremendous pressure when he faced the opponent's two central defenders. Before he could make any moves, Bristol had already shoveled and accurately Kicked the ball off his feet.

But when Costa got the ball, the accident happened again. Young and Gilberto were caught on the left and right. The latter relied on the momentum of sprinting to withstand the strong Costa, and Young blocked his effort with a step across. Left leg trying to control the ball.

Cesar of the University of Toronto finally tasted the bitter fruit. With the scope of an 11-a-side court, these U12 children’s physical fitness is not enough to support both offense and defense at the same time. Now what Costa encounters is the midfield press that he fears most.

At this moment, Cesar, who walked to the sideline unconsciously, suddenly thought of something. He looked at the goalkeeper Azevedo, who had shifted his position due to the opponent's forward attacking the penalty area. He has been trying to maintain the face of Sporting Lisbon The graceful fat man finally lost his composure after being stimulated by the cold sweat oozing from his back:
"Azevedo, pay attention to your position! Position!"

Goalkeeper Azevedo, who was still staring at the fight for the ball over there, suddenly heard the high-pitched cry that sounded like a rooster being strangled by the neck, and realized that he was not standing in the small field where he usually trains. The goal of the 11-a-side system is very large, so it was easy for them to score just now. Now, Feng Shui may have to take turns.

Young discovered this opportunity while he was grabbing up, so when Gilberto and Costa were fighting, he had already taken two steps and opened up the most suitable space for his right foot.

Beasley's mind flashed through the field exchange training more than three months ago. At that time, he forcibly interpreted the drop door as luck. Now, watching Yang's movements, he realized that someone can really do it. , The vision on the court is like God walking on the clouds.

Beasley slowly knelt down on the sideline. He finally believed that this kind of player would really exist in Lisbon Orient. He only understood his purpose after seeing Yang's movements. What was Yang's thinking? how fastPerhaps this is indeed instinct!
Beasley looked at the thin body, but it was obvious that the muscles and bones were stretched and the muscles were bulging and moving. It was as if he saw a thin tiger entrenched on a rocky mountain. that dangerous arc.

Janka was on point, stepped down lightly with his left foot but twisted it hard, abruptly led his body to turn out a bit of an angle again, and when his right foot was suddenly drawn up from the oblique side of the ball, he also gave a strong force through the twisting of his body. A lot of power to spin the ball.

Under the sunlight, the generally white ball reflected a light layer of light, and at the same time, it was extremely fast, and at the same time brought some very deceptive arcs. The scattered and disorderly wind in Lisbon today was also caught by this ball. There was a whining sound.

More than [-] meters away from the left side of the restricted area, this kick kicked like a twitching kick, finally lived up to expectations, and flew into the dead corner where the right post and the door frame joined with an inward spin!
Even though Azevedo turned back and adjusted his position with great blessing, how could his 12-year-old body, which has not yet grown up, be able to pick up this magical pen full of strength!

At this time, Cesar's cold sweat had just wet the shirt tucked into the waistband of his trousers along his back, Beasley's knee had just touched the edge of the unfriendly turf covered with gravel, and Almeida had just started to pinch Antonio again. People were doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation again, and everyone on and off the field just slapped their heads on their heads.

At this moment, the shallow water where the dragon was trapped, and the Pingyang where the tiger was suffocated, no longer existed!

If anyone in Lisbon could look up the almanac, he would know,
Today, the tiger comes out, benefiting the East!

　Competition, competition, competition, please collect and recommend!
　　


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