The Prince of Tennis Super God System

"If you have anything, let's make it out, no longer have to have a chance!" In the face of such a strong five-star Brazil, the night cost is the arrogance of arrogance.

"On!" I have a referee whistle, and Li War directly brought football to Tamini.

Tamini did not stop the ball, directly pushing football forward.

The midfield position, Jingstein stopped football as a station pile, and then score the football to the foot of Roddy.

Continuous football!

The Brazilian team is not flustered, and it is extremely unfavorable, but these big big stars are united.

"It's too fast, their pass!" The number of people in the middle of the Chinese team occupied an absolute advantage, but it could not stop the Brazilian pass.

A few feet simple passes, Brazil's frontcourts tear the defense of the Chinese team's middle school paper tigers.

In fact, the momentum of the Chinese team is full by night, and the defense of Wang Dalei personal abilities is not the overall defensive ability of the Chinese team.

In fact, after the two defensive midfielders in the Chinese team, the Chinese team's rear vulnerability is even greater.

But offense is the best defense, night long wind is almost used by personal abilities to let Brazil's attacks in the quagmire.

This time, the rhythm and speed of the Brazilian team have failed to have a lot, even if the night is very difficult to pre-, he is running again, and it is impossible to pass the ball.

"Damn! My hand is completely unpleained!" The front of the Chinese team's front Wang Dalei shilly, he knows the crucial moment now is the game, but his hand does not feel at all, let alone lift it.

At this time, after an imagination and observing Roddy unloaded football, he found Wang Dalei.

"Give me the ball!" Rush into the Chinese team's Congtan and Roman Rome in the district.

bass! But no one thought is that Rodd, who suddenly landscape, suddenly flashing Rodi, left foot directly put the football!

"Is this a pass or shoot?" He Wei stood up, Rodi like a path to send football to the Chinese team's goal.

"Be evil!" Wang Dalei realized what, began to retreat.

At this time, the football flying to the high altitude suddenly fell, and spun the top left corner of the Chinese team.

"This is a shot! It is actually a slump! Dear, block it, victory is us!" He Wei called.

Wang Dale Right, the whole person jumped back, and the left hand of him will take the football to the border, but find that his left hand has already lifted, and then I remembered with the right hand, an extremely awkward posture to get enough football.

! Wang Dalei's right finger pointed to football, but he did not change the direction of football.

In the end, Rodi like a shooting ball was screwed into the dead end of the Chinese team's goal, and he was placed on the left.

55! In the second half, the two teams actually beat!

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"GoallllllLLLLLR! Roddy! Roddy saved the Samba Legion, Roddy is the most talented young midfield in the football!" Brazil is resurrected, and the roar is constantly. Π π ÷ π

The big score is leading, and it has been equalized and even higher, and then the score is equal to the last moment, which is simply a roller-like stimulation.

"Brazil! Brazil! Brazil!" The fans of Brazil on the stage also collectively resurrected, and they were crazy, and the momentum actually covered the Chinese fans who were silent on the table.

"It's a pity! This ball can be out of the thunder!" He Wei sighed, and he quickly noticed Wang Dalei in the close-up.

At this time, Wang Dalei grabs the left shoulder, the expression is abnormal, it seems to be seriously injured.

"Da Ri!" The Chinese team guards also guarded to sigh Roddy's goal, and immediately wandered Wang Dalei.

At this moment, Roddy after my goal is very excited. He shook his head and shook his hands, and his hands shook his head while shaking his head, but also revealed his white big broth.

This shot left a deep impression on the fans around the world.

The Chinese team's fans will not pay attention to the celebration of the Brazilian team. They care about the situation of WAN Dalei.

"The situation is not wonderful, the Chinese team has already finished three changed places. If Wang Dalei is injured, the Chinese team will not be changed. Even if it is dragging the overtime, what should I do? ? "He Yizhang is more embarrassed.

The Chinese team coach Junus is also a coming back. He waved the team to do urgently to Wang Dalei.

"Dalei, how?" Night Changfeng and Xiao Junguang also returned from the middle of the disorder in the middle of the game, concerned about the situation of Wang Dalei.

"Captain, Xiao Ge, I am fine!" Wang Dali pale, the left hand wrist seems to be bleeding, but he forcibly manages his expression, let himself look like there is no one.

"Don't worry, you are still young, your career is long ..." As a athlete, Xiao Junguo saw Wang Dalei in his eyes.

"Don't say, Xiao Ge! I am fine! There is still time, fast attack!" Wang Dalei has continuously drained sweat, but he has helped the pain, turned and picked up the football in the door, handed it to the night. .

"Captain, ending them! Only you can continue to travel!" Wang Dalei looked at night long wind.

"Walk! Offense!" After the night is full, the first time I feel that football is so sinking. This is not just a football weight, and there is a teammate's unlimited trust and a captain's responsibility for his own players. .

Night wind, more, just say hello to everyone in the Chinese team, put offset the array.

At this time, the main referee on the spot is already watching the table, and the game has entered the time.

In the second half, I took a three minutes. If the two teams have no trees in three minutes, the game will be dragged into the overtime.

"Changfeng, Daleot He ..." Xiao Junguang is still very unassured.

"Axia, give me the ball!" The night's wind has completely entered the state of the game, and the shouts on the stage suddenly disappeared, and the opponents' movements and expressions were unlimited in the eyes of the night.

Snapped! Xiao Junguang also brought football to night long. At the same time, the Chinese team five strikers all flew to Brazil.

The competition arrived in the final time, the Chinese team's last attack, there is no need to reserve.

"The last attack opportunities of the Chinese team must be careful, to ensure the success rate of attacks, even if they can't go to the ball, it is absolutely unable to let the opponent to fight against the opponent. Any mistakes, all the efforts before funeral!" He Wei is a bit bleak. His high mood is covered with the injury of Brazil's goal and Wang Dalei.

! However, at this time, the middle circle caught the night-catching wind of the football, suddenly started, just like a gold cheetah who started hunting, stepped to speed up the speed of the tongue.

"Good speed!"

"Fast stop!" Brazilian fans screams on the stage.

At this time, the Brazil team has returned to prevent, and even the wolf Roman Rome is involved in the defense.

The most important thing in front of the night is the three Brazilian strikers such as Romanio and Joint Tan and Tami.

Wolf Roman Rome is generally mixed in frontports, rarely participates in defensive.

But this does not mean that Romario's defense, in fact, he often forced the opponent's defender, and even breaking the ball in the door many times.

The biggest defensive feature of Rome Rome is the momentum, and a pair is to swallow the opponent.

However, the night-hearted wind that has been started at all, did not put the only wolf in the eyes. He faced a back of Romanio, followed by the right foot, and turned around the body.

The wind turns around!

I only felt that I had a wind in front of my eyes, waiting for him to come back, the night's wind has opened him a body.