The game started again. The activity of the Blue Team was raised to a terrifying height. The court was filled with blue figures, as if the court was a blue ocean.

What a big blue ocean!

Since you have the desire to win, you have to take action. Being suppressed for too long is like steam in a pressure cooker. Once the lid is opened, it will definitely be surging!

Xie Chuntian's goal was like one hand, Yang Fan's rude defense was the other hand, and these two hands opened the pressure cooker together!

The Blue Team was suppressed by the Yellow Team for too long, and it almost made them forget what it felt like to win.

Looking at the call of victory, they would still care about who their opponent was. The members of the Blue Team began to fight back. They used their active running to make up for the technical gap. They were full of fighting spirit!

Yang Fan was howling inside. This is football, a passionate football. This is what he did when he played wild football. He knocked the opponent to the ground again and again with his body. He used his actions to infect his teammates and made them play more aggressively.

...

Yang Fan was a lighter, igniting the fire of victory in the hearts of the Blue Team members!

The fire is really big, the burning is really surging.

The winning momentum comes from the players of the Blue Team. The close pressing of the Blue Team gradually increases the Yellow Team's mistakes, and the Blue Team's time to control the ball gradually increases, gradually becoming equal with the Blue Team. This is something that has never happened before.

The yellow team players finally showed a solemn look on their faces.

Sun Ming, who was sitting under the parasol, seemed to be interested. He sat up and looked at the court with his eyes tightly. Several scars at the tip of his eyebrows were squirming happily.

Zhang Hu had a strange feeling in his heart, and he had a premonition that the result of today's confrontation might be different from the past.

His premonition appeared two minutes later, and Xia Jian kicked the Blue Team a threatening pass out of the baseline.

Corner kick!

The Yellow Team was full of people in the penalty area, and the Yellow Team members adopted the man-marking tactic. Each of them looked for a blue team player to keep a guard.

The football flew from the corner kick area to the Yellow Team's penalty area. Countless figures flew up, and the people in the penalty area were in chaos. The Blue Team members wanted to break free from the Yellow Team members, while the Yellow Team members wanted to suppress the opponent's jump.

Those who pull, push, those who are pulled, those who are pushed, all look at the football flying towards the penalty area. There is only football in their eyes, only the black and white football.

The football flew into the small penalty area in a spin, and it finally hit a player's head, and then it flew out!

Football temporarily left the penalty area, and the yellow team members did not relax their vigilance. Most of them have played in the China League One as the main players of the team. The experience in the China League One game tells them that the ball is not controlled by their own people, so it is not safe!

So, after they landed, the two yellow team members closest to the ball forced the ball towards the ball.

...

The ball flew out of the penalty area and landed to the left outside the penalty area. When the football landed, a blue figure ran towards the football. After three steps, he controlled the football.

Due to his poor skills, football did not move in the direction he planned.

According to his idea, the ball should be parked on the right side of the body, and then he can shoot.

But the football was stopped on the left side of his body.

He whispered, "Hell!"

When the blue figure was in control of the ball, the Huang team members realized the danger. The two closest players to the ball pressed the football as fast as possible. They even did it and used their bodies to block the opponent's shot.

They even forgot the blue figure and would not shoot with their left foot.

The figure was Yang Fan. During the corner kick, Song Jun did not enter the penalty area, so Yang Fan also stood outside the penalty area and stood on the right side of his body.

When the football flew out of the penalty area, Yang Fan instinctively ran to the ball. Just after he started, Song Jun also started. At this moment, Song Jun was two meters behind his left, two yellow team members were three meters in front of him, and he was one meter away from the football himself.

At this time, Song Jun put down his noble figure, bent his left leg, stretched out his right leg, and suddenly his weight dropped. He wanted to tackle!

Yang Fan's ostentatious sight saw Song Jun fall to the ground and tackle.

There was no time to think, and Yang Fan didn't need to think. He used to play football based on his feelings, and he would play whatever he felt comfortable. He took a step forward with his left foot, stepped steadily on the left back of the football, and leaned back with his right leg!

He wants to shoot!

Yang Fan can't shoot with his left foot, he can only choose to shoot with his right foot, which is an instinct.

At critical moments, everyone will choose the skills they are best at.

However, from the perspective between Yang Fan's body and the football, it is almost impossible to shoot within the goal range. However, the powerful Yang Fan still decided to try it.

If you fail, you can never succeed. If you don’t even have the courage to try it, how can you succeed?

Yang Fan did not consider the angle issue. At this moment, he had only one idea in his mind: that was to kick the ball out before Song Jun tackled the ball. Yes, to be precise, kick it out.

Yang Fan did not consider whether Song Jun's right leg would kick him, nor did he consider what to do if he was kicked by Song Jun. He did it according to his own ideas.

The other players watched this scene nervously. Was Yang Fan the first kicked the ball, or did Song Jun tackle the ball?

The Yellow Team's defenders were relieved. Even if Yang Fan kicked the ball, there would be no threat to the goal!

Just when Song Jun's right foot was only 30 centimeters away from the ball, Yang Fan's right foot kicked the football. But he felt that he had missed it and he kicked to the left side of the football.

The other two yellow team players closest to the ball instinctively leaned back their center of gravity, and raised their hands to block the front of their eyes.

The football rotated strongly in the air, drawing a strange curve in the air, as if it was drawing a wonderful parabola in the air. After it reached the apex of the parabola, it suddenly turned around and flew towards the upper right corner of the goal!

Yang Fan squinted his eyes and looked at the football!

He didn't know where the football was going to fly in the end!

Then, he suddenly fell to the turf!

...

The football bypassed everyone in the air. The players under the football seemed to be looking up at the starry sky and looking at the meteor in the sky. The meteor finally smashed down from the upper right corner of the goal in everyone's eyes!

The ball has entered!

The shooting star fell to the ground and sparked!

Those sparks are reflected in the eyes of the Blue Team players. The sparks contain the hope of equalizing the score, and they seem to be one step closer to the victory they desire.

It’s like climbing a mountain, they have already reached the penultimate level of the mountain. If they go to two more levels, they will reach the top!

Next was the huge cheers, these earth-shaking cheers blew through the green grass and drilled into their roots, and their green leaves also swayed happily.

...

At this time, Yang Fan fell to the ground. He was not knocked down by his carnival teammates, but by Song Jun!

Fortunately, Song Jun saw that the tackle was hopeless, so he put away his right foot. Otherwise, his right foot would kick Yang Fan's ankle.

The huge inertia made Song Jun's body continue to move forward, and his knee hit Yang Fan's left foot.

At that time, Yang Fan was asking and answering: Will the ball be in? It seems that it will be in!

Before the joy in his eyebrows could emerge, he fell to the ground. A dull pain spread from his left ankle to his brain. He did not scream.

Since he was a child, he had fought with children who despise him and were older than him. Even if his nose was bleeding, he would not cry out; even if his teeth were broken, he vomited his teeth mixed with blood, and then stepped forward to fight them again.

Since childhood, Yang Fan knew that crying is a manifestation of cowardice during battle. Screaming can only make the other party more excited, and screaming can only increase the other party's pleasure.

The other party will not reduce the strength on the fist because of his own screams, and the other party will not be scared away by his own crying.

During the battle, men can only bleed, of course they can also sweat, but they must not cry, let alone scream.

When Yang Fan fell to the ground, the football had not yet reached the goal.

Before his teammates arrived, Song Jun climbed up from the ground. He stretched out his right hand and said coldly to Yang Fan: "You have brought me down countless times, and I will pay it back this time. None of us owes anyone."

Yang Fan stretched out his right hand and thought to himself: "This guy is generous. He let him go so many times, and he will be even if he put himself down once. Can you lend him 80,000 or 100,000 in the future, and only pay him 100,000 in the end?"

Yang Fan didn't know when Song Jun, the noble second team, had tackled the ball. He had never tackled the ball in the China League One field.

It’s not that Song Jun can’t do tackles. As the most outstanding product of the three teams of Rongcheng Club, his skills are not only comprehensive but also superb. But in previous games, he didn’t want to do tackles at all.

Tackle is a technique that is forced to be used and is a method commonly used by defensive players.

Song Jun is a forward, and he does not need to tackle.

Yang Fan stood up from the turf and habitually patted his butt. The dull pain on his right ankle interrupted his random thoughts. He grinned and took a step, it didn't seem serious!

From the cheers of his teammates, Yang Fan knew that the ball had scored. He was about to roar to celebrate his first goal since he arrived at the second team of Rongcheng!

However, before the roar was released, he fell to the ground again. This time he was let down by his carnival teammates!

Song Jun smiled and watched the scene, then walked away silently.

Sun Ming, who had already sat upright from the chair, watched all this interestingly.

The key to defeating the strong with the weak is to have a heart to win. Now the Blue Team seems to have the heart to win, so it depends on their ability to seize opportunities!

Zhang Hu looked at the goal incredible. This goal was too weird.

The goalkeeper of the Yellow Team Lin Lin stared blankly at the upper right corner of the goal. The golden sunlight shone there, and the white paint was shining with light, which was a bit dazzling. He looked down at the football in the net. How did he do this ball?

It must be luck!

"Son of the Turtle, I'm lucky!" Xia Jian looked at the carnival blue team members and spat hard on the turf.

That's right, this is luck. Yang Fan never thought of such a result before playing football. He just wanted to kick the ball out before Song Jun's right foot reached.

The score became two to three, and the Blues were only one goal behind.

The players of the Blue Team are in full swing. They are going to climb the peak now, and the Yellow Team is that peak!
Chapter completed!