But believe it or not, Chen Yingxiong is indeed turning around!

Chen Yingxiong could feel the pressure on himself. He didn't know what the other party had done to him, and he had no time to care about it. At this time, the arrow was on the string and he had to fire the football. If others didn't follow him, the offense would be over! How many more times can we experience such offensive failures? Now, with more than ten minutes left before the end of the game, every failure is a heavy blow to morale!

So he used all his strength, gritted his teeth, blue veins rose, blushed, and his neck was thick...turned!

It was like a rusty turret was turning its muzzle stubbornly and aiming at the target! Amid the harsh squeaking sound, the rust was constantly peeled off the cannon body, and debris were splashed and flying all over the sky...

Sana found the scene in front of him turning - he was turning around with Chen Yingxiong! The boy turned himself around together!

The French commentator was stunned by the scene in front of him. He let out a half-shocked cry and there was no more text. "God, what did I see..."

While Chen Yingxiong turned around, his right foot had already been swung, and he pulled towards the football with the force of his turn.

In front of him were the towering thick walls of Marseille and the closed gates.

But now, the iron wall of this copper wall has collapsed under his continuous impact. The collapse initially started from a corner, and now it has spread to the entire city wall. Large pieces of rock fell from the air in front of him, and the smoke and dust filled the goal, revealing it!

Lorik Sana hung behind Chen Yingxiong, like a rag fluttering in the wind. He finally couldn't catch Chen Yingxiong's clothes anymore, slid down, and fell to the ground...

At the same time, Chen Yingxiong's siege weapon had adjusted his muzzle and roared towards the Marseille walls, towers and gates.

Bang!

In the flames and smoke, footballs flew out like shells.

The straight-line distance from the penalty area line is sixteen and a half meters away from the goal. Chen Yingxiong used all his strength and turned and charged heavy cannons, and flew to the goal line in less than half a second!

Mandanda had no time to make any effective save, but the football hit the tip of his subconsciously lifted fingertips - Chen Yingxiong's long shot was very powerful, but the angle was a bit positive.

But this could not stop the football from flying into the goal. The football jumped, bounced upwards, and hit the net above the goal!

When the football lost all its motivation under the constraints and blocked the net and fell from the air to behind Mandanda, the passionate "Marseille" was completely submerged by the crazy roars of St. Petersburg fans!

It is either a song or a specific meaning, it is a roar and shouting filled with wild power, sweeping across the audience and rushing into the sky!
Chapter completed!