Goodbye national football!I have the opening goal card!

Chapter 124 123. Servant
A flash of realization flashed across his face.

Saltz's banana kick was not a random kick, but was chosen after careful calculation. It was just because it was too fast that it did not hit the opponent's knee.

But even so, he was still dodged by the opponent's players.

His banana ball can be said to contain the entire opponent's team. If his side can seize the opportunity and win the score, the victory will belong to him.

"Saltz's ball is really accurate," Xu Tie murmured to himself.

Among a group of training madmen, such a player is really rare. If there are no special circumstances, he must be a very good teammate.

He looked at the other person with intense eyes.

The opponent's fans were already shouting excitedly on the sidelines. Salz's thrilling shot just now made their hearts beat faster.

Saltz ran back into the half and launched an attack towards the opponent's half.

Xu Tie glanced at his position, then suddenly jumped up and shot a jumper.

The moment he jumped up, the opponent's captain Astada Maier also made the same move.

Neither of them expected the opposing defender to jump ahead of time and was only a few steps away from them.

So when two people jumped up at the same time, their way was blocked by the opponent's defender, and they couldn't change their direction because the distance between the two people was too close.

Xu Tie also held a racket in his hand. The racket was tossed in the air a few times before falling into Astadamier's arms.

Xu Tie watched helplessly as the ball went into the opponent's basket, and the opponent's referee blew the whistle.

Xu Tie sat down frustrated.

"Xu Tie, what's wrong with you? Don't you know that the other party is blocking your way?! Do you know how many people you almost killed!"

Salz asked him angrily.

"I I didn't notice that but"

"What's your reason! I don't need your answer. I just hope you can remember the mistake this time and don't make the same mistake again!"

Saltz sneered: "If I had made the mistake you mentioned, what would you do now?"

"You bastard!" Saltz's face turned red with anger, pointing at the other person and yelling, but Xu Tie ignored him at all.

"Well, with your attitude, we can no longer communicate happily." Salz sighed, turned around and left.

Xu Tie looked at his back, his eyes gradually turning red.

The final was the first and last match of his career.

In his first year at Inter Milan, during the most difficult moment for Inter Milan, he gritted his teeth and persevered under serious provocation from his opponents, and eventually became a star of Inter Milan.

In his dream, he wants to score a world-class goal in Inter Milan and then lead Inter Milan to win the Champions League.

He wants those who look down on him to see that Inter Milan is not just a vulnerable garbage team, but a giant with the strength to compete in La Liga!
He wants to show those people that Inter Milan has the same dream as him, is no worse than theirs, and will even be more brilliant in the future.

And today, he will also lead Inter Milan to shine on the Champions League stage, making the whole world pay attention to them!

He wants those who look down on him to know what genius is!
Under the control of such emotions, and with the encouragement of Inter Milan President Bruno, Xu Tie made a decision.

Regardless of the dissuasion of other teammates, he insisted on completing this attack as quickly as possible and created a beautiful wave of offense for Inter Milan!

Xu Tie stood on the free throw line.

At this time, the opponent's defensive formation was completely loose.

Xu Tie took a deep breath, tilted his right shoulder slightly to the left, lightly touched the muscles of the opponent's right arm, then suddenly exerted force, drew an arc in the air with his body, and directly threw the ball in his hand. A banana ball!

"Whoosh!"

After the banana ball drew a wonderful arc in the air, it hit the opponent's net frame accurately.

“gooooaaaaal!!”

The Inter Milan fans at the scene let out deafening cheers, and the whole stadium was shaking!

Their main player Saltz actually scored such a beautiful goal at the fastest speed, which made them admire their coach. Such reaction ability is definitely rare among professional players!

After Xu Tie made this move in the air, he fell straight down and fell to the ground of the stadium.

Deafening applause broke out again at the scene, they were proud of their players!
Saltz got up from the ground and bowed to the audience.

Now he is full of fighting spirit.

He believes that he will be able to score a goal in the Champions League, lead Inter Milan to gain a greater advantage in the Champions League, and win the championship trophy!

Such thoughts supported him and made him continue to work hard and strive to play wave after wave of offense in the next game.

He believes that he will be the winner of this final!

At this moment, he saw his teammates gathering around him.

There was an ominous omen in his heart, and the ominous feeling became stronger and stronger, making his body tremble subconsciously.

This is the harbinger of a nightmare.

"Saltz, don't worry."

Salz turned around, only to find that Salz looked very concerned about him, so he was a little relieved.

He shook his head: "I'm fine."

Salz has been at Inter Milan for three years and has long established a deep relationship with these teammates, and he also knows that Salz is not as polite to him as he is to them, but treats them as Brother.

"You shouldn't use a tactic like banana ball. Your style of play doesn't match your defense at all, and the timing of this offense is terrible. It will put you in a desperate situation."

Salz looked at Salz and said worriedly: "What you need now is ball control and support."

"Yeah, I know." Saltz lowered his head a little guiltily, "The goal just now did make me too impulsive, but..."

Salz's face darkened, and then he continued: "I want to prove in my own way that Inter Milan is not that group of losers who can be underestimated!"

Sals nodded, "As long as you understand."

"I think we can do it." Saltz looked up at the other players, "I won't lose again."

His eyes became determined. He must score a goal in this game to put an end to his dream and a successful end to his motherland!

The outcome of this game is irrelevant. As long as the players of Inter Milan do not lose their honor, it will always be Inter Milan!

After the game restarted, Saltz was still sprinting madly.

He kept passing the ball to Xu Tie, and then he started to counterattack quickly. Under Xu Tie's cover, he passed the football into the opponent's penalty area again and again.

The opponent's defensive formation is already somewhat scattered, and the defensive gaps are very large, so Saltz can successfully break through the opponent's defense almost every time he plays the ball.

He even broke through the opponent's defender's defense continuously in the frontcourt and sent the ball into the opponent's goal.

Xu Tie chased behind and kept passing the ball.

In such a game, we can no longer rely solely on luck to determine who can score.

The game remained deadlocked until the 704th minute, when the game returned to Xu Tie's hands.

"this is a good chance!"

Salz clenched his fists. He looked at the goal in front of him, clamped his legs, and leaned forward slightly. Then he extended his right foot slightly, bent his ankle downward slightly, lifted his whole body up, and then kicked his right hand violently. Leg, raised his right foot high, making a shooting motion.

At this moment, Saltz felt as if the entire stadium had stopped for an instant.He saw that his teammates behind him were all stunned in place.

This is his strongest attack, a very simple but also very sharp shot!

"This" Sals's expression changed drastically when he saw this scene.

But at this moment, Saltz felt his body being knocked up and flying into the air.

He looked ahead in horror, but couldn't see anything, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah!" Salz couldn't help but groaned in pain.

Salz struggled to sit up from the ground and found himself lying on the court. A referee wearing an Inter Milan jersey was standing next to him, holding a yellow card in his hand.

He looked up and found that his opponent was Leintov.

The Inter Milan striker was staring at him with contempt.

"You idiot, I warned you a long time ago and you still didn't listen."

"This" Saltz looked confused and at a loss.

Reintov patted his shoulder: "Take good care of your injuries."

Saltz still doesn't understand what's going on.

He only remembered that he seemed to be in training, and then suddenly heard the whistle, and then lost consciousness.

Did you really commit a foul?

Just when he was thinking wildly, he noticed that the teammates next to him were looking at him with strange eyes.

A feeling of extreme uneasiness suddenly emerged in Saltz's heart.

"What should I do? How many times have I broken the rules?"

Salz shouted in his heart.

"The game is over." Head coach Bullock stood on the sidelines and looked at the score on the court. He let out a sigh of relief. "Saltz chose this style of play in order to preserve his strength."

"It's risky, but the results are remarkable."

"I believe that Salz has understood Salz's intention. If my guess is correct, they will definitely win this game."

"Then it depends on Inter Milan."

Bullock looked at the Inter Milan players on the court and then walked off the court.

He wants to personally publicize this good news to the world, so that Inter Milan fans and the media can see it.

Their long-held expectations were finally realized today.

"Inter Milan can't escape the league championship this time, and it can also win a game."

Bullock said secretly as he walked to the sidelines.

"Is this the fifth goal?"

Qatar's head coach Lahm, who was watching the game from the sidelines, was filled with emotion when he saw his teammates creating threats time and time again on the court.

This is an Inter Milan, this is an Inter Milan!
Lahm looked at the energetic backs of the Inter Milan players and couldn't help but think that if he could lead this team to win the European championship, then he would be a hero in European football!

He took a deep breath and then cast his gaze towards the center of the court, where a familiar figure was sprinting madly.

This is Inter Milan's star, this is his son.

"Father, I will definitely win the European Championship!" Ram thought to himself.

“goooooaaal!!!”

"goooooooooooal!!"

The Valencia fans in the stands shouted the name of Inter Milan crazily and cheered them on.

"Saltz, he's such a great player."

"He did wonders for Valencia in this game!"

"I hope he scores more and more goals!"

When the Valencia players saw that the game was over, they ran off the court, then gathered around and gave Salz a warm hug.

"Why are you so enthusiastic?" Salz said with a smile.

"Of course I welcome you back, Sals!"

"Yes, you are our hero!"

"You really succeeded in defeating AC Milan and allowing Inter Milan to defeat Barcelona at home!"

When Salz heard the words of the people around him, infinite pride surged in his heart: "I am a hero, I am Inter Milan!"

Inter Milan's game has ended perfectly, but this did not attract anyone's attention.

Inter Milan fans are still immersed in this game.

After Inter Milan took the lead, the enthusiasm of these fans was even higher, and they celebrated the team's goal in the stadium.

"Sales is such a great player!"

"my boy."

"Yes, I love you, you are always the best!"

"What are you doing? We still have to celebrate!"

In this city, there is a huge house.

The house was brightly lit and full of people.

A young man of about 20 years old came down the stairs in a nightgown.

This young man is none other than Barcelona's star player Calderon. He just graduated this year and has been playing on the court for more than two years. He is now a veteran professional player.

Behind Calderon, followed a group of servants. These servants lowered their heads and followed Calderon respectfully.

In Barcelona, ​​Calderon is like a god.

"My dear players, you know, I haven't had a good rest for three days. Last night, I just slept for two hours when I was woken up."

Calderon's voice echoed in the room.

Everyone was complimentary.

"My friends, I know you care about me, but I don't need your boos. All I need is victory. Only victory can prove that I am trustworthy and not be played like a fool by others. Do you understand? ?" Calderon said with a stern voice.

After everyone heard this, they immediately shut up.

They knew Calderon was right, they were his servants, and if they offended him, they would offend the most terrifying devil in the world.

"What I need is victory!"

(End of this chapter)