And in the air, he turned around, swung his right leg in front and suddenly thrust into the football in the air!

Everyone was stunned by Zhang Yang's action!

"O my God—"

Let me put it this way, Zhang Yang's action: it was like Michael Jordan's slam dunk, but he used his own feet, and he turned around in the air, volleying and volleying!

Football is like a whistling cannonball!

Straight to the dead corner of the goal!

Liverpool goalkeeper Renner was stunned and he did not react at all!

After landing, Zhang Yang leaned on the ground with his right hand and stood up!

A long whistle to the sky!

He himself was also crazy by his own shot!

This time the shooting method was a completely inspiring shot!

The crazy brain decided to score a crazy goal at that moment!

This ball is so fucking fun!

Zhang Yang feels that his passion is rising!

He has a sense of pleasure of taking the general's head among all the troops!

This is the fucking battlefield of my own!

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The whole stadium went crazy!

In the stands, it was completely crazy and unsatisfactory!

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAL!——SUPPPPPPPPPPER——GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAL!" The broadcaster of the municipal stadium shouted at the top of his lungs.

Zhang Yang stood in front of Liverpool's goal, whistling to the sky, like a god of war!
Chapter completed!