genius creator

Chapter 94 Small climax

Host: Yang Luo

Stamina: 15
Speed: 15
Agility: 15
Power: 50
Rage: 0
Points: 40
Confidence: 100
Status: 100
Looking at the parameters of his own system, Yang Luo couldn't be happier. The parameters of stamina, speed, and agility have not changed since he hasn't exercised recently, while his strength remains at 50. Only relying on the perverted parameters of strength is enough to kick him. A few high-quality shots.

Coupled with full self-confidence and state, wouldn't this be even more powerful.

After several games, Yang Luo also gradually figured out some characteristics of the system. Physical strength, speed, and agility are the basic parameters to support the body, but deciding whether it can be used depends on confidence and state.

To put it simply and easily understandable, this confidence and state are like stimulants. Can people who do not take stimulants be the same as those who take stimulants?

Obviously there is a world of difference.

Therefore, now Yang Luo's focus is on these two parameters. Of course, physical strength, speed, and agility are also basic, and they need to be improved a little bit later.

After reading the basic parameters of the body, Yang Luo checked the corresponding functions behind each parameter.

The corresponding "sprint" button behind the speed has turned green, and the two large characters on it are Yang Luo's reliance on this field.

The "intermediate" speed should be able to compete with the Southern Leopard, Yang Luo thought to himself, and then his eyes noticed the corresponding button behind the power, and the 7 small lights on the back were all green, which made Yang Luo heave a sigh of relief.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the first battle. Yang Luo wants to end this match as soon as possible, and then return to Rongcheng to settle a settlement with Zhao Hu. Thinking of this, Yang Luo's whole body is like a furnace, bursting into raging fire. Makes the whole person look full of fighting spirit.

"squeak"

The final of the Campus Cup National Competition has begun.

As the whistle blew, the audience in the stands immediately erupted into a fierce shout, the sound was so loud that it surrounded every corner of the stadium.

The stage of the final decides who will be the winner in the end. The two sides played very cautiously. Rong Cheng drove the ball to the feet of the captain Chang Yang. Even though he is an experienced captain, there is a huge pressure on his head. As the captain, He shouldered too many burdens in this game, but he still asked himself to do his best.

"Ling Feng" Chang Yang didn't dare to neglect after taking the ball, and decided to pass the ball to Ling Feng, who had the best technique.

After Ling Feng received the ball in the midfield, he did not rush to attack, but passed the ball to the players in the backcourt.

After Ling Feng passed the ball, he stood in the midfield and waited to receive the ball.

For the first 5 minutes, Rong Cheng was playing in the backcourt, not daring to attack rashly. The whole team was extremely cautious, planning not to attack if they were not sure.

The Guangzhou University was not in a hurry, and the two forwards kept fighting, and they did not lose their temper at all because they couldn't get what they wanted.

When their captain, Nan Bao, was standing in the midfield, sticking close to Ling Feng, he wanted to feel what was different about the rookie king of this cup.

"Moving like a swimming dragon, Ling Feng." Nan Bao stood behind Ling Feng and said softly.

Ling Feng glanced at the other party out of the corner of his eye, obviously he didn't have the time to talk nonsense with the other party.

Nan Bao understood that Ling Feng always had a cold attitude towards outsiders, but the more Ling Feng was like this, the more his interest in Ling Feng was aroused.

"Ling Feng, who do you think is better than Yang Luo?" Nan Bao deliberately provoked, wanting to see Ling Feng's reaction.

In the end, Ling Feng didn't even respond.

This made Nan Bao somewhat angry, so he deliberately bumped Ling Feng's shoulder, "Hey, you're dumb".

The sudden collision made Ling Feng take a step forward, and as soon as his foot landed, Ling Feng's expression froze, a piercing pain rushed from the sole of his foot to the top of his head, and he froze there motionless.

"Damn"

Gritting his teeth, Ling Feng couldn't help cursing, he was totally unprepared just now, the injury on his foot was not healed, and now he did it again, making Ling Feng sweat in pain.

But at this time, he couldn't let the other party see any clues, Ling Feng moved his left leg lightly, and walked step by step.

Seeing Ling Feng leave without making a sound, Nan Bao was taken aback. What does this guy think of himself, he has to respond anyway.

"I said you can't say a few words, really think of yourself as someone." Nan Bao said standing there.

Ling Feng just glanced at it from the corner of his eye, then walked aside, today's game is not a joke, he has to devote himself to the game without any distractions.

More than ten minutes into the game, the ball was always under Rong Cheng's feet. It wasn't that Rong Cheng didn't make a move, but that the opponent's defense was impeccable, and there was no room for passing the ball.

After Chang Yang took the ball in the midfield, he saw that the players in the frontcourt were blocked, he shook his head helplessly, and passed the ball back to the backcourt, but this careless kick led to the first small player on the field. At the climax, at the same time as Chang Yang kicked, a figure "swooped" passed by, almost simultaneously snatching the passed ball away, and then the rhythm of the field changed suddenly.

"Quick attack."

After the Nanbao grabbed the ball, the two Guangzhou forwards in the front field suddenly accelerated, and several midfielders around them also suddenly exerted their strength.

This change made Rong Cheng's back line tense up. In the early stage, the back line was too close due to his footing all the time. Now that the opponent is counterattacking, they are running back desperately, and his painting style suddenly became tense.

The South Leopard passed a pass to the side, and the side began to break through with the ball.

Chang Yang was shocked when he saw this, and pointed at Nanbao and shouted, "Who is it?" After shouting, he immediately chased after him.

Li Rong in the frontcourt was startled. Li Rong was completely slackened after more than ten minutes of inversion. He completely forgot the man-marking task assigned by Teacher Li.

On the court, all the players were nervously returning to defense. Chang Yang tried every means to intercept Nanbao, but the opponent was too fast to catch up.

"Captain." At this time, one of the opponent's side kicked Nan Bao back. As soon as Nan Bao received the ball, he was surrounded by two people.

"Don't think about it." Chen Long ran aside and shouted with an unkind expression.

On the other side, Liu Long also ran over quickly and stuck close to Nan Bao. The two of them wanted to "make dumplings" to pinch each other to death. After a trip, the whole body suddenly exerted strength, and the body was much faster than before.

Anyone who plays football knows that on the court, there are two types of speed, one is dribbling speed and the other is running speed.

If Nanbao's running speed is 11.30, then the dribbling speed is 12 seconds, which means that dribbling will greatly affect the player's own speed, so Nanbao takes the ball at this time, bursts out instantly, and defends in the blink of an eye. The team members left behind.

Nanbao's super explosive power is beyond Chen Long and Liu Long's reach.

"What!" The two exclaimed at the same time. They couldn't believe that Nan Bao, who was still in front of him just now, ran more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye, and he couldn't catch up no matter how hard he chased him.

Nanbao's sudden exertion made the audience excited. It was so fast, it was like a bolt of lightning tearing away Rong Cheng's defense. Everyone watched this scene excitedly, expecting him to break the deadlock.

"Hold" Mr. Li stood up anxiously off the court. If the ball is missed, it means that there is no one in Rongcheng who can defend Nanbao.

Facing the single-handed Southern Leopard, the goalkeeper Rong Cheng opened his hands, but his legs trembled unconsciously. Yes, he was too nervous. Facing the fastest player in the country, he was nervous.

"bang"

With an angry shot, the ball scraped the ground and flew to the dead corner of the goal. The goalkeeper flew to catch the ball, but the angle of the ball was too tricky, even with all his strength, the palm of his hand still didn't touch the ball.

Seeing the ball fly into the net, Nanbao waved his hand excitedly and shouted excitedly: "Yes."

When everyone thought the ball flew into the goal, a white wind shadow rushed up from behind and kicked the ball out of the baseline.

Shocked, everyone was shocked.

Nan Bao still maintained the gesture of celebrating just now, everyone was stunned, what's going on!
It happened so suddenly that the entire stadium fell silent like death.

A man stood up from the ground silently, panting heavily with his hands on his knees. At this time, no one could call out his name, and people only remembered one number, number 11.

　The third watch started.Thank you for your support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)