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"Don't look into each other's eyes!"

"Eye and expression may be false, only the body is the most honest!"

"Ma, trust your judgment, don't hesitate..."

"..."

Mr. Banks’s words kept ringing in his mind.

Ma Dongbo lowered his body, held his breath, and stared at Romario's right ankle.

Romario is right-footed and likes to pursue angles when shooting. In the 20 penalty kicks in recent years, 70% were kicked to the left, 20% to the right, and 10% to the center.

The absolute dead space rate is 45%.

Hit rate...

100%!

The sweat on his head flowed into his eyes, but Ma Dongbo didn't wipe it away. He didn't even dare to squeeze his eyes. He kept recalling the Romario information he had memorized.

What else is coming?

right!

He has an unruly personality, his eyes are higher than his head, and he is maverick...

But these are just appearances.

He loves football and is a devout Catholic. He is a bit childish. What others see as arrogance and his own way of doing things is actually his absolute confidence in his own strength!

The referee's whistle brought Ma Dongbo's mind back to reality.

On the opposite side, Romario started to run.

Ma Dongbo tried his best to relax all the muscles in his body, but he lowered his body even further and stared at Romario's right foot without blinking.

left?

right?

or……

Bang.

Romario hits the football.

next second...

The dead silence of Wulihe Stadium was like cold water poured into hot oil, making the ground explode.

"Ahhhh, what did I see!"

"Too strong, too strong!"

"It's a 'spoon'. Romario actually took a 'spoon' penalty kick in the middle!"

"What a brave man!"

"That's right, talented people are bold, Ma Dongbo is too strong!"

"Haha, 'Lone Wolf' Romario is defeated this time!"

"Yes, Ma Dongbo guessed his intention!"

"Woo... Ma Dongbo, Ma Dongbo..."

"..."

In front of the goal.

Ma Dongbo stood firmly in the middle, raising his hands above his head.

in his hand.

The white, blue and red football is like an obedient kitten, motionless!

The whole audience shouted "Ma Dongbo" uniformly and deafeningly, and the fans of the Liaodong team went crazy.

No one expected that the third goalkeeper of the Liaodong team actually saved the Brazilian "lone wolf" penalty kick, preserving the hope of promotion for the Liaodong team!

The most excited person was Zheng Zhi, who missed the last penalty kick.

When he passed Romario, he was almost desperate.

Return to your teammates.

He squatted down with his back to the goal, not even hearing the comforting voice next to him.

The entire Wulihe Stadium was as quiet as the deep sea at midnight.

Zheng Zhi could only hear his own heartbeat.

Maybe I should go visit Coach Cruyff’s grandmother’s grave...

He held his head and rubbed his hair vigorously, pursed his lips, and tears flowed from the corners of his closed eyes.

"Ma Dongbo, Ma Dongbo, Ma Dongbo..."

The audience suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.

Zheng Zhi opened his eyes in shock, and his teammates all jumped up.

Turn around.

Ma Dongbo stood in front of the goal, holding the football high, like a god descending to earth.

Opposite him.

It is the lonely back of Romario.

Zheng Zhi was stunned at first, turned around and wanted to stand up, but forgot that he was squatting, twisted into a twist and sat down.

But he immediately got up on his hands and knees and rushed towards the goal, running and jumping. Like all the fans, he shouted Ma Dongbo's name without even having to wipe his tears.

sidelines.

Everyone in the Liaodong team also jumped up.

Cruyff and Gentile raised their arms and roared almost at the same time. The former turned to the fans and kept shaking his hands hard.

The cheers in the stands grew louder.

Qin Feng stood blankly on the sidelines, looking at Ma Dongbo with wide eyes in disbelief.

Beside him, Qian Zhisong hugged him suddenly.

"Director Qin, Director Qin, Ma Dongbo, Ma Dongbo, we haven't lost yet!"

Qin Feng came back to his senses, and the great joy of surviving the disaster rushed straight to his forehead, and he said incoherently: "Let me just say, there is no goalkeeper in the Liaodong team who bows his head and admits defeat!"

"Liaodong, Liaodong, Liaodong..."

He yelled a few times.

Qin Feng and Qian Zhisong hugged each other tightly.

In front of him was the system panel that had not yet had time to find Ma Dongbo's attributes.

A group of people behind.

Mr. Banks sat firmly on the coach's bench, holding a coffee pot, his eyes narrowed with a smile.

On the field.

The last free throw shooter of the Liaodong team.

Modric steps up to the penalty spot.

He didn't waste the opportunity Ma Dongbo fought for, and easily pushed the ball into the net.

After five rounds of penalty kicks, the two teams tied at 4:4, and the total score of this game was 6:6!

The penalty shootout entered a more brutal 1-on-1 session.

Both teams work in pairs to shoot free throws, and the team that misses will suffer the consequences of failure.

Shenhua’s No. 6 free throw shooter, defender Brazilian Julio, comes on the court.

Stand to the penalty spot.

He bent down and spun the football back and forth. It took him a long time to straighten it. He straightened up, stared at Ma Dongbo on the opposite side and began to retreat.

Ma Dongbo stood in front of the door, waving his hands and jumping up and down with a joking smile on his face.

He saw fear in the other person's eyes!

A hot feeling that had never been seen before spread instantly throughout the body from the soles of the feet.

Ma Dongbo's eyes were bright and he slowly leaned down.

Wulihe Stadium fell silent again.

All the fans in the stands were so nervous that they forgot to breathe.

Qin Feng suddenly smiled on the sidelines and closed the system panel without looking for Ma Dongbo's attributes.

There is no need to strengthen Ma Dongbo's attributes!

Qin Feng saw absolute confidence in his eyes!

On the field.

Julio started to run up and shot hard.

The football roared towards the lower left side of the goal.

The ball is fast.

The angle is slightly positive.

Ma Dongbo stepped forward and threw himself on the ground, stretching his arms as long as he could in the air...

There was a heavy pain in my hand.

Ma Dongbo hit the turf with a bang, but the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

He tilted his head and looked.

The football blocked by him has slipped out of the bottom line!

Ma Dongbo blocked Julio's shot.

The advantage comes to the Liaodong team!

All Shenhua fans in the stands held their heads and opened their mouths.

They can't believe it.

One second Shenhua was about to win, and the next second they were on the verge of being eliminated!

They don't understand either.

The Liaodong team is only the third goalkeeper.

Why do you keep saving Brazilian foreign players' shots?

One of them.

Or "Lone Wolf" Romario!

And Liaodong fans are already in high spirits.

Just make the next free throw.

The Liaodong team can advance to the Football Association Cup finals!

Everyone knows what that means.

In pursuit of the four crowns this season, the Liaodong team is about to take the most solid step!

On the field.

Liaodong team's No. 6 penalty kick player, Pepe stood on the penalty spot.

The whole place will be quiet next time.

Both fans in the stands.

Or the people on both sides of the court.

Or players from both teams on the field.

Everyone held their breath and followed Pepe with their eyes.

Set up the football.

Pepe didn't take a step back.

Wait until the referee blows his whistle.

He twisted his waist and swung his legs in place.

The muffled sound echoed over the silent Wulihe Stadium.

The football hit the top right corner of the goal.

The ball is in!

Beep beep.

The referee blew a crisp whistle.

The game is over.

The Liaodong team defeated Shencheng and Shenhua with a penalty shootout of 5:4 and a total score of 9:8 in the home and away rounds, advancing to the 1999 Football Association Cup finals!

The entire Wulihe Stadium instantly turned into a huge powder keg.

None of the fans in the stands could remain calm...

……