Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Liu Renli narrowed his eyes and stared at Zheng Guoxing. "Old fox, wait and see, I'll clean you up when I go back. Er, Wang Shao, Wang Shao?"

Wang Luming looked at the surprised expression on the court and startled Liu Renli. He didn't know what he was looking at.

In the comment area, Huang Yuxiang saw the replacement of class 12 and quickly took out the list, "well, they replaced, and what they replaced was a No. 8 avant-garde. In history, there were many strong people on No. 8, and I think it is greater than No. 7!"

Hao Yuandong agreed with him on this point, "yes, my contemporaries like... Lampard and Steven Gerrard are very successful players in the Premier League."

Huang Yuxiang despised Hao Yuandong and always talked about himself. If he was really strong, he would also come back with a world cup champion.

Hao Yuandong laughed at himself and then said, "what they are similar to me is that they all broke into the world cup, but they all failed to pick up the trophy."

"Eh?" Huang Yuxiang was stunned and then sighed: "it's true. It seems that he hasn't been in since the last World Cup for 16 years. To tell the truth, I thought you were the garbage generation at that time. Now it seems that your area is already the peak of China..."

Hao Yuandong felt his face mockingly, "I don't want us to be the peak, let alone the classic. I think the better should be in the future."

"Why not say now?"

"Now... Is there?"

"Hahaha." they looked at each other and laughed, "OK, continue to talk about the game. Now there are still 20 minutes to the end. Taking into account the injury stoppage time, it is estimated that it will be only 23 minutes. There is not much time for class 12. It started. Class 12 sent a foul ball and directly gave it to No. 8. No. 8 adjusted his body. I wipe. This is... Do you want to shoot? Crazy!"

When he finished, Jiang Wuchen suddenly started a burst shot on the court, 40 meters from the goal.

Bang!

The ball was hit by a powerful blow, like a loaded shell, straight to the dead corner of the goal. The goalkeeper didn't react. The ball passed through the door frame and fell into the net.

The scene was silent. Everyone turned their eyes and looked at Jiang Wuchen.

Three seconds later, the referee blew the whistle, the goal was effective, one to one, flat!

"Yeah!"

The second reaction was Zheng Shao. He ran excitedly, hugged Jiang Wuchen and held Jiang Wuchen high.

There was an uproar, exclamation, thunderous applause and boiling in the audience of class 12.

Zhong Zhen Zhen, who stood there, looked at the scene strangely, "no... this... This steamed stuffed bun, unexpectedly..."

Tang Wenru and Wang Yanqiu not far away also expressed their admiration. They didn't know much about football, but Jiang Wuchen's violent aesthetic foot shocked them just now.

And it was a completely unexpected kick. No one thought that Jiang Wuchen would choose to shoot at that time.

Like many people who don't understand football, they don't think about fancy goals. It's just this kind of long-range shooting, which is shocking.

This foot was 40 meters away from the goal. It was a powerful shot. The ball didn't rotate in the air, and no one had any parabola. The reason why it didn't happen was that it was too powerful.

Liu Yuandong gnashed his teeth and looked at Jiang Wuchen with cold eyes, "interesting, the game has just begun..."

In the comment area, Huang Yuxiang was a little excited. "How did that foot trigger just now? Let's have a look at the replay."

"Must see, it's awesome." Hao Yuandong couldn't help but say excitedly, "it's just a high school game. What's the name of this No. 8 just now? Jiang Wuchen, yes, Jiang Wuchen, that shot has the style of my year..."

Huang Yuxiang sneered: "brother Dong, calm down. The following netizens have opinions. This netizen named Longmen Ji said, brother Dong, can you keep a low profile and don't compare yourself with others..."

Hao Yuandong smiled awkwardly. "When you see an expert, you always like to compare. You're used to it. This is the back hand of guidance Xie. Tut Tut, heavy artillery, shoot with one foot 40 meters away! No. 8, you look like Gerald..."

"Well, the playback started. Let's take a closer look. First, Luan Tianfa threw an out of bounds ball directly to Jiang Wuchen. As soon as Jiang Wuchen stopped, the ball bounced and jumped up, and then started to hit the door. Tut Tut, tut Tut, the action was completed in one go.

This scorpion wags its tail... Reminds me of the Champions League in 2002, Real Madrid against Leverkusen, and Qizu's move to fly outside the sky. "

"HMM." Hao Yuandong nodded. "Don't say it, it's really like it. This goal greatly inspired the momentum of class 12. Look at the temperament of the whole team, it immediately improved. If it was like Wang Baoqiang before, it's Lu Han now..."

"Er, OK." Huang Yuxiang said with a dry smile, "if we continue to comment, will we be scolded?"

At the kick-off in the middle of the field, class 24 began a long pass. The iron waist black egg led the disabled soldiers of class 12 to fight desperately. Peisong woke up from sleepwalking at this moment. He took the initiative to return to defense and closely watched Liu Yuandong.

This time Pei song pinched the ball. The other party passed the ball to Liu Yuandong. Pei song broke his foot and then passed it back to Zheng Shao.

Zheng Shao holds the ball and gets the ball right.

Xie guide shouted: "step by step, steady and steady, we will win, we will!"

Zheng Shao threw out a foul ball vigorously. After the guard got it, he passed the ball carefully, and then handed it to tieyao black egg, which was passed to Feilong, who was handed to Jiang Wuchen.

Jiang Wuchen just got the ball and didn't wait for dribbling. No. 5 flew over with vicious eyes and directly put his foot on the shovel.

Jiang Wuchen smiled indifferently. A Marseille roundabout passed No. 5, and then divided the ball to Feilong, who handed it to Peisong.

Pei song gave it to Luan Tian again. Luan Tian ran up and killed the full back in an instant. He went down all the way and fought back.

Several passes were made at one go, just like flowing clouds and water. Xie guide on the sidelines was excited, "yes, that's it. Hold on! Tear their defense by passing, dividing and passing..."

Liu Yuandong chased after him and shouted, "I wipe, how to defend, go! Surround him, fool, come on!"

The goalkeeper struck again.

This time, in the corner of Luan Tian's eye, Yu Guang saw Jiang Wuchen copied from the outside of the restricted area and suddenly passed it.

Bang.

The ball drew a parabola and flew out. The landing point was over Jiang Wuchen.

Jiang Wuchen jumped up high. He was more than half a meter higher than the third central guard of the other party, and his head was thrown violently.

Bang.

The ball hit the goal heavily.

The goalkeeper jumped high and punched the ball. Although he hit it, the power of the ball was too great to change the trend of scoring.

Anti super, two to one.

Jiang Wuchen played for three minutes and scored two goals in a row.

The scene was boiling. The cheerleaders of class 12 seemed to be beaten with chicken blood and made deafening noises. The head teacher's old horse shook the class flag and shouted Jiang Wuchen's name.