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Chapter 340 Sudden Accident
At such a tense moment, Turkey has all the advantages. Could it be that Ling Feng is at the top again?
Everyone looked at the scene in amazement. All the national youth players outside the field stood up. If Ling Feng scored the ball again, the Chinese team would take another step towards victory.

"crash"

The ball flew straight into the net.

The ball is in.

"boom!!!"

With this goal, the stadium was boiling again. Ling Feng scored another key goal and became the savior of the Chinese team. This is simply amazing.

All the national youth players on the field ran to Ling Feng, he is a hero, he is a hero.

The entire Olympic Stadium boiled again, and Ling Feng scored another goal, which completely ignited the enthusiasm of the fans, and the entire stadium presented a yellow ocean, with one wave after another.

"Yang Luo, your friend is amazing." Sandro said with great interest.

Donggu's eyes are also shining. Although China is a populous country, the economy and technology have advanced by leaps and bounds in recent years, but in terms of football, it is really not ideal, but Yang Luo's appearance has made everyone's eyes brighten. But now the No. 17 The players are also very good, even Donggu, who has always been arrogant, can't help but nod.

"This kid is good, very talented."

The blood in Yang Luo's body has long been boiling with the fans of the Olympic Stadium. Every time the team is in trouble, Ling Feng will always stand up and play the role of the savior, but he always fights alone and becomes the loneliest hero. Yang Luo felt a little disappointed.

Although there are eleven players on the court, these players can't seize the best time to pass the ball to Ling Feng, and Ling Feng can only rely on his personal ability to steal and break through, and finally realize the dream of the savior.

Thinking of this, Yang Luo couldn't help but miss the time of the Campus Cup and the time of fighting side by side with Ling Feng.

2:1.
The Chinese team took the lead again.

After this goal was scored, the entire Turkish team looked at Ling Feng differently. They no longer underestimated the enemy as before, and became more cautious. They seemed to be trying to figure out how to block Ling Feng.

At this time, Gao Ming was overjoyed. In his eyes, Ling Feng was an invincible sword. As long as there is Ling Feng, there is no net that cannot be torn apart.

"Ling Feng, that's it, keep it up." Li Ming, standing off the court, shouted loudly.

Ling Feng returned to his own half, took a big breath, and ran continuously.

Exploding for a long time consumed a lot of his physical strength. Although his eyes were still attacking non-stop, his body was already seriously exhausted. If he wanted to burst out with strong attack power again, it would take a long time.

The game restarted, this time it was Turkey's turn to serve.

Turkey uses a three-forward lineup. As soon as the game started, the three forwards took the lead in attacking, launching a fierce attack on the rear of the Chinese team.

Nie Long's eyes are like eagles, and he observes everything on the court keenly. When he sees the ball flying, every time he hits, he can always kill with one blow, hit the ball far away, and resolve the crisis of the Chinese team this time.

But the good times didn't last long. The opponent's offense was really sharp. Several defenders jointly participated in the defense, but none of them could effectively block it, and still caused several effective shots for the opponent.

Nie Long swooped several times to resolve the crisis, but if this continues, the goal will be broken sooner or later. Nie Long is trying to find a way while saving.

Finally, with one attack after another, the opponent relaxed his vigilance and pressed forward aggressively. Nie Long looked all over the place, and suddenly, he found a gap on the court.

"Ling Feng!"

Nie Long couldn't help but hear the name in his heart. When he saw the flying ball, he quickly struck out and sent the ball flying with one punch.

For this punch, Nie Long did his best and shouted: "Tianma Meteor Fist!!!!"

"bang"

With this muffled sound, the ball flew directly across the half court.

Nie Long who fell to the ground suddenly shouted: "Ling Feng."

Ling Feng started suddenly and quickly chased the ball.

Ling Feng was like a shooting star, galloping across the field, seeing Ling Feng start up again, the audience erupted into astonishing noises again.

"Ling Feng, Ling Feng, Ling Feng"

With the first two beautiful goals, the fans have already regarded Ling Feng as their hero, and the name of "Ling Feng" can be heard everywhere on the stadium.

Ling Feng ran fast, watched the ball fall and lightly touched it with his foot.

All the elasticity of the ball disappeared at this moment, and it landed firmly at Ling Feng's feet.

Such a skillful stopping technique once again caused a burst of exclamation from the fans.

Seeing Ling Feng rushing over, the Turkish players were well-prepared this time, but the back line exposed the scene from the first half.

The three defenders faced Ling Feng. The last time Ling Feng passed them three and hit the ball in, is it okay this time?

Of course not, they represent the dignity of Turkey. If they are scored one after another, I believe they will not be able to face their compatriots.

"Defense"

A Turkish general on the back line roared.

Ling Feng is not afraid, even in the face of the enemy's thousands of troops, he dares to charge.

At this time, Ling Feng was like a dragon, quickly sprinting towards the enemy's camp, his heart was excited and his blood was excited.

"Ling Feng, go ahead, score another goal, score another goal."

In Class [-] and [-] of Rongcheng High School, the students shouted excitedly that there were many more people present in the class than usual.

Inside is Principal Luo, the principal of Rongcheng High School.

He was there in person to cheer for Ling Feng. Although he was only in Ling Feng's class, it also represented an attitude, an attitude of support.

"Come on, make another one, don't let us down."

Suddenly, Principal Luo stood up and clenched his fists and shouted loudly.

With Principal Luo taking the lead, other teachers and students also shouted, and a unified voice sounded in the class: "One in, one in, one in..."

But when everyone was impassioned and their blood was boiling, the cheers in the class were suddenly stopped.

Everyone couldn't believe what happened before them, and there was no sound for a while.

"Boom"

Suddenly there was a heart-wrenching muffled sound on the court, and a Turkish player rushed over from the side at high speed, directly shoveling Ling Feng to the ground.

The European blood is inherently strong, this time the defensive team made a deadly move and shoveled Ling Feng's ankle, and there was a heart-piercing scream on the court.

"what"

Ling Feng fell to the ground in pain, clutching his injured foot tightly with his hands, rolling back and forth on the ground in pain, looking very painful.

Several Chinese players ran up immediately. When they saw Ling Feng's painful expression, they couldn't hold back the anger in their hearts. The opponent's kick was clearly intentional. Such a person is too disgusting.

Several players immediately stepped forward and surrounded the opponent's players, and the Turkish players rushed over after seeing it.

Seeing that the situation was about to escalate, the referee rushed over, immediately separated the players from both sides, and asked about Ling Feng's injury carefully.

Ling Feng seemed to be seriously injured. Two medical staff on the court carried the stretcher and ran up. Ling Feng wanted to persevere, but the piercing pain in his feet felt like the flesh on his feet was being torn apart. I couldn't bear it at all, so I had to be carried on a stretcher unwillingly.

Seeing Ling Feng being carried off the court, the stadium became quiet again.

(End of this chapter)