"Just now we saw the Korean team finally get their first shot of the game, but unfortunately the ball didn't go in," Han Qiaosheng said.
"It was estimated to be more than 40 meters away. Unless it was a famous football player like Cristiano Ronaldo or Messi, there would be no chance of scoring. What's more, our goalkeeper is very strong. He knew that the ball could not be scored without thinking." He Wei said.
"Chen Muyang waved towards Wei Dongqiang, asking him to pass the ball to him."
"Wei Dongqiang fired a powerful shot, and the ball flew through the air and landed on Chen Muyang's head. His juggling was incredibly smooth!"
"Nice dribbling through the groin. What's he going to do? He just crossed the halfway line. Is he going to shoot again?"
On the commentary platform, the two people were slightly excited at the moment. Chen Muyang had never missed a shot, so how could they not be happy to score another goal?
"The goalkeeper's kick was really powerful, it almost crossed the center line."
"Chen Muyang: I gave you a chance, but you're useless."
"It was a great opportunity for the stickman to shoot, hahaha, it was wasted."
"Stop making noise, Brother Yang is going to shoot."
Netizens watching the live broadcast kept scrolling through the comments.
court.
After passing Li Zhenxiu, Chen Muyang stopped and looked at the opponent's goalkeeper from a distance. Without even a run-up, he kicked the goalkeeper directly in the face.
The football was hit by the force and flew towards the face of the Korean goalkeeper Kim Eun-tae like a cannonball.
Kim Eun-tae is going through a lot of ups and downs at the moment.
He was very happy when he saw his teammates had the opportunity to shoot just now.
But he was disappointed to see the ball was intercepted.
At this time, looking at the football coming towards him, he wanted to jump up and intercept it.
Unfortunately, his intention was not enough, and he only jumped thirty centimeters high, and the football hit his chin with a bang.
Jin Entai screamed and fell backwards.
The ball was stopped by the counter-force and fell to the grass, bouncing twice before it just crossed the goal line!
The referee blew the whistle, indicating that the goal was valid.
7:0.
"yeah!"
"Brother Yang! Brother Yang!"
"The sun rises in the east, and the blazing sun reigns supreme!"
The fans in the stadium cheered and waved the bright five-star red flag.
"The ball goes in!" He Wei stood up from his seat.
"From this we can see that Chen Muyang's speed, strength, skills and tactics are all top-notch, not inferior to those famous football players!" Han Qiaosheng said.
"The kick was so powerful, we can see from the footage that the goalkeeper of the Korean team must have felt quite uncomfortable."
"Just like the first goal, Kim Eun-tae was knocked away. So, injuries are inevitable in sports."
Jin Entai was really feeling uncomfortable at this moment. He felt a huge force hitting his chin, knocking him over.
It only took a few seconds for his jaw to regain sensation from numbness. The intense pain made him groan continuously, and his jaw began to become red and swollen.
"Entai, are you okay?" Zheng Chengyuan ran up and helped him up.
"I...hiss~, I...hurt..." Jin Entai felt that his mouth was out of control and it hurt every time he moved. He pointed at his chin and spoke with effort.
Li Zhenxiu went to argue with the referee, saying that this was kicking.
However, after watching the replay, the referee said that he jumped up to block the ball and failed to intercept it, so he did not blame others.
"Fuck, Brother Yang must have broken my jaw with that kick."
"The man has been overturned. I guess this jaw is gone."
"Brother Yang is so powerful, he knocked down a goalkeeper with one kick."
No matter what they said, the referee remained indifferent and blew the whistle. If they blew again, they would be given a card.
Then, the game continued, and Kim Eun-tae stood in front of the goal, breathing heavily.
This time, the Korean team changed their strategy and sent people to the Chinese Lieyang team's field to wait.
Zheng Chengyuan rushed forward with the ball and reached the center ring line, preparing to cross the center line and make a long pass.
He looked at Li Zhenxiu and three other teammates who had already run over, made a gesture, and took a few steps back to prepare for a run-up.
But when he took those few steps back, the ball had no place in his hands.
How could Chen Muyang let him pass the ball like that? He just ran over, at an incredibly fast speed.
After Zheng Chengyuan took a run-up and raised his foot to kick, his eyes went dark and the ball was gone.
Looking again, Chen Muyang had passed the ball after a few steps. He then came to Zheng Chengyuan and said with a smile:
"Cheng Yuan, where's your ball? Where did it go?"
"Ash!" Zheng Chengyuan cursed and didn't want to talk to Chen Muyang.
Kim Eun-tae is not in good shape now, so the Huaxia Lieyang team scored another goal.
The score was 8:0.
"Chengyuan, why is the ball gone?" Li Zhenxiu ran over and questioned Zheng Chengyuan.
"Zhen Xiu, smite! The ball was snatched away by number 7. He was too fast and I couldn't react at all."
"Asi!"
The game continues.
There are only fifteen minutes left until the end of the second half.
The Korean team has started to play badly. No matter how hard they try, the ball can never get past Chen Muyang.
Ten minutes passed.
The score has reached 12:0.
Several players on the baseball team covered their chests and grimaced. They were kicked by the ball. Of course, it was not an open kick. They pretended to pass the ball. When someone came to intercept and defend, they would kick the ball forward.
"Awesome, so cool to watch, hahaha, kick these little bastards to death."
"That's incredible! He actually scored twelve goals. I never thought about that before!"
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