Chapter 63: Single Sword!

"Bang!"

This time it was a pillar, and the sound was not as loud as before!

"Fuck!" Ran Qiu was originally full of confidence, but he spoke swear again when he heard the sound.

Zhang Junsheng and several team members were rushing back, smiling knowingly. This guy's luck was really speechless. Not only was he speechless, but the other party was speechless! If he was guarding this goal himself, he would definitely not be able to touch this ball...

Ran Xin, who was standing on the sidelines, didn't believe it at first. The fact that hitting the goal post 131 times in a game was really unconvincing. However, it has hit the goal post twice before the start of the game. If you calculate this, I'm afraid this kind of thing has happened and will even happen again.

Just as Ran Xin was distracted for a while, she heard another bang sound.

It turned out that the football bounced to the side, and the player who grabbed the ball from the opponent's school team was very angry and shot directly. Although the shooting angle was very small this time, the chance of scoring was very small. After all, the goalkeeper was there. But it has to be said that the player who shot was good at his feet. This kick was very straight and fast and accurate. He hit the post directly without bias and bounced out of the bottom line.

"It's the third time..." Ran Xin calculated silently in her heart.

Not only Ran Xin, I'm afraid the players present, who have experienced the last game, are silently counting this number.

The school team players outside the court kicked the ball back. This time they were planning to score dozens of goals, so they couldn't waste their time picking up the ball. For this reason, more than a dozen players were scattered around the court to prepare for picking up the ball.

Lin Yu put the ball on the line in the small penalty area and did not waste time. He kicked it out directly, but he didn't dare to use force. It seemed as if he had not played the ball well. The ball flew high and fell down not far from the penalty area. The two sides fought for it, but the players of the high-heeled school team were still incomparable. Needless to say, the gap was the gap, and the ball was controlled by the opponent.

"Bang!" pillar!

"Bang!" Crossbeam!

"Bang!" It's the beam again!

“…”

As time passes by, the credit of the goal post has been increasing. As time goes by, the school team players have increased, and the hatred of the goal post has continued to increase, as if they will not give up until they kick the goal down.

"Seventy-one..." Ran Xinmo counted. As time passed, her pair of fists were clenched tightly, her eyes wide open, and her standing position slowly moved from the side of the school team just now to the rear of Lin Yu.

Be closer, so that you can feel Lin Yu's shit-like luck more intuitively.

Forty minutes have passed since the game. As the half-time break is approaching, the football is placed on the line of the small penalty area again. Lin Yu jumped three times on the spot before starting to run. Although he was wearing sports shoes, not football shoes, this kick fully demonstrated Lin Yu's level. The ball flew high, and the players gathered in the midfield found that something was wrong at the sight.

"So high!"

Ran Qiu looked at the football flying out of Lin Yu's feet and flew into the sky, which was higher than any of the balls he had just driven, and it was much farther away, so it would definitely not fall into the midfield. An unfair feeling came from the heart. When looking at the opponent's players, their captain had already started sprinting, just below the football, while none of the players on his side had any movement.

Will suffer...

Just when Ran Qiu realized something was wrong, he realized that even two defenders had rushed to the frontcourt, but there was only one goalkeeper behind him standing by the goal and chatting with a few girls. There was no way. He was really bored as a goalkeeper, and he had nothing to do since the opening game. There was a few girls next to him, so he didn't communicate with each other. At this time, he didn't notice that the opponent's forward had rushed over, and of course, there was another ball.

Suddenly, the goalkeeper of the school team heard someone calling his name and came back to his senses to see the battle situation on the court. He thought it was not good at this time, and there was no one around. All the defenders went up to be forwards, leaving only himself.

The football fell and jumped on the ground once, but was controlled by Zhang Junsheng steadily. The people from the school team behind could not catch up at all. They started late. Even if they started at the same time, they could not escape Zhang Junsheng. His 100-meter speed was famous in the whole school. Except for a few people who specialized in sports, no one was faster than him.

Single sword!

An unexpected situation that has no way to change.

As the captain, Zhang Junsheng relied on his personal strength entirely on his own. No one can compete with him in any aspect in terms of football skills or cooperation. This situation is like a common occurrence for a forward with his speed. He watched the opponent's goalkeeper rush up, gently sway the ball to the side, and then gently push the ball towards the goal. Without any surprise, the ball entered!

Ran Qiu looked at his team members and smiled bitterly...

Who can blame this?

The goalkeeper definitely doesn't have much responsibility. Even if he was not chatting with girls at that time, it would be basically the same result and could not be changed. Scoring a goal in a single shot is not much different from a penalty kick.

The defenders rushed up, but they asked them to push the line up. Who told the lucky guy to drive the ball not far away? As long as you control the midfield, you can control the game. But how could this ball be so far? Even if you let yourself do it, this situation usually happened on TV games. Look at his thin physique and his calves are not thick, how could he play such a ball!

Tactics? But it’s not that you can’t kick a ball, but it still requires a certain chance. You can’t just kick it just by wanting it.

Could it be that it's a waste of luck again...

Once again, one to zero...

The school team shot as many as hundreds of times, and most of the footballs bounced back on the post, shot again, hit the post, and bounced back again... This repeated, you can hit the post four or five times in a minute, which is due to the goalkeeper's strength. Of course, it is impossible. Most shots, the goalkeepers can't hit the post at all, and they hit the post directly.

This tmd is so lucky, it's simply amazing!

And it’s not their team’s luck, it can only be counted on the goalkeeper, it’s just a bunch of shit, and it’s stinking, who dares to step on its head!

That kick-off can only be said to be luck. There were so many opportunities like this before, but after more than a dozen goals in front, why didn’t it drive so far at once?

Most of the players on this kind of ball have been played more or less, but they are not professional football players and cannot stabilize their form. It also takes luck to play a good ball.

In fact, Lin Yu played very depressed in this game. The opponent was from the school team. Although he had a few skills better than them, there were only two or three. The others were not considered football at all. They were all guys who had played football for less than a year, and some didn't even understand the rules. Lin Yu didn't expect them to develop offside tactics, foul tactics, etc. Anyway, someone came up to watch when they came, and continued to chase after them if they were passed. However, most of them were still motionless. In addition to the opponent's goalkeeper, there were also a few players defending in the midfield, and most of them were concentrated around the penalty area.

It is a bit difficult to rush to the small penalty area among so many people. Most of them are in the range of the large penalty area and directly shoot with big feet.

To be honest, the last time the student team could hit the goal post 131. It was not only because Lin Yu was lucky at that time, but also part of the reason was that the student team team was too bad.

A complete problem of luck, except for Lin Yu himself, he didn't know other possible reasons.

If you want to repeat that situation, it is basically the same as the chance of a comet hitting the earth. And this time the situation is completely a matter of strength. Lin Yu is not an ordinary person now, a master at the peak of the late stage of foundation building. The previous state of foundation building is the Qi Condensation Period.

The Qi Condensation Period is divided into nine layers. The first few layers are practicing controlling the spiritual energy absorbed and generated in the body. When the middle few layers can roughly control the air around one or two meters, and when the last few layers of the Qi Condensation Period, it can control the air within a few dozen meters and a large range. At the peak of the Qi Condensation Period, it can hurt people invisibly with qi, not to mention a small football.

The strength of the foundation-building stage and the energy-condensing stage are even more different. Lin Yu can suck all the dust in a nest of dozens of square meters in one breath, and the power it spits out can simply exceed the power of the bullet fired by a powerful sniper rifle. You must know that Lin Yu had just achieved foundation-building at that time and was not familiar with it at all.

After two weeks now, Lin Yu, who has reached the peak of foundation building, has long been proficient in this realm. It is no problem to control small-scale air resistance. He directly created an air vortex near the football to guide the direction of the football and let them hit the goal post. It is just a small matter.

There is also the lucky game in front of you as a cover, which makes people feel that this situation is very strange, but it will not make people think of the strange aspects of the gods.

After Zhang Junsheng scored a goal, he was hit by the opponent several times, and the halftime time was up...

Everyone is very tired. One side is tired of ejaculation, and the other side is tired of guarding.

But they are very energetic. One side is unwilling to accept it, and the other side cannot believe it!

Zhang Junsheng also walked back, patted the shoulder of the guard wearing the No. 2 jersey, and said with a smile: "How is it, I didn't lie to you, right!"

"Sen Jun, you have said that you hit the goal post more than a hundred times in a ball game. We always think you are bragging, but I didn't expect you to meet it! This luck is really... If he was asked to be a goalkeeper in the national team, he would be able to come back with the Hercules Cup!"

"Yes, it's incredible. If you want to fake this kind of thing, it's impossible to call all the super forwards in the world!"
Chapter completed!