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Looking at the super long-distance pass coming, Han Dang secretly encouraged himself that he could not miss the ball no matter what.
While staring at the ball, he ran towards the penalty area.
However, the defensive players next to him kept getting stuck on him this time, fighting for the landing spot with him.
In fact, the defensive player jumped up first to meet the flying ball.
Han Dang couldn’t squeeze out of a good position, so he could only stand firm and wait for the opponent to stop the ball and press for it.
Unexpectedly, the ball made a slight arc in mid-air and hit Han Dang’s chest directly!
“Eh? Where I stand is the landing point?”
Han Dang was surprised, then ecstatic.
The defensive player didn’t catch the ball, so he couldn’t stand firm enough. Han Dang moved the ball and rushed into the penalty area with a single turn.
When the other party turned around to pursue him, Han Dang was three or four positions behind him.
“Bang!” Han Dang didn’t know whether it was because he was too excited after striking alone, or because he didn’t expect that he could strike alone.
Facing the goalkeeper, he shot a shot straight into the stands.
“Shit…”
The opposing goalkeeper broke out in a cold sweat, while Han Dang knelt in front of the goal and licked his hair.
“What a shame, this is such a great opportunity.”
“Can I **** off with this ball?”
There was a feeling of regret in the stands.
By this time, Mo Qiong had completely confirmed the fact that he had super powers.
He kicked the ball directly towards Han Dang’s chest!
Because of the missed ball before, he knew that if the landing point was grass, then unless Han Dang waited for the ball to hit the ground first before catching it, the ball would bounce in an unexpected direction no matter how Han Dang blocked the ball in the air. Unexpectedly, even if he forced the ball away, it would probably roll back to the point designated by Mo Qiong.
In order to allow Han Dang to catch the ball, the landing point was simply set as Han Dang’s chest.
As long as the ball reaches the landing point, how it bounces, rolls, and moves afterwards is Newton’s business.
Looking at Han Dang giving him a thumbs up in the distance, Mo Qiong smiled.
Although Han Dang’s expression cannot be seen clearly, it can be expected that he must be extremely annoyed now.
Missing two excellent passes, in the past, Mo Qiong would probably have felt it was a pity. After all, this was too rare for his own skills, and it might not happen once in ten games.
But now he doesn’t feel anything at all, because he can have as many opportunities as he wants.
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The sports school team posed two threats to the Yan Team, but in turn, the Yan Team also posed two threats to them.
This surprised the sports school team, especially Zhang Xin, who was eager to score.
“Their left is the breakthrough point…”
“How involved!”
“Look at my position…”
The sports school team started to get serious. For a while, Mo Qiong felt that there was a turmoil in the backcourt, and their defenders were being torn apart by multiple passes and receptions, causing confusion.
“Completely suppressed…” Mo Qiong’s vision is too broad and his ability to read the game is very strong.
He yelled many times in front of the goal line to point out defensive loopholes, commanded the zone defense, and saved several defensive crises.
In fact, if he didn’t know how to dribble, he would be very good as a defender or midfielder.
The coach has repeatedly hoped that he could practice dribbling and quick passing, and wanted him to play as a defensive midfielder, but Mo Qiong was not interested.
He joined the football club just for credits. He had practiced his skills since he was a child and didn’t want to spend more time practicing his football skills.
“Bang!”
There was chaos in the penalty area, and a shot suddenly appeared.
In the past, Mo Qiong was annoyed by the situation where more than a dozen people were in the penalty area, blocking his view.
But now, he only needs to think about one thing when guarding goal: touching the ball.
Contacting the ball and blocking the shot were originally two concepts, but now they are the same thing.
No matter what kind of shot, as long as Mo Qiong reacts quickly, uses his excellent trajectory judgment, and reaches out desperately to touch the ball, the shot will be confiscated.
After thirty minutes, he blocked the ball with high passes, dodged left and right, and actually saved nine shots on target.
For him, there were several times when he finally touched the ball, which was extremely thrilling.
But to others, they felt that he was in a brave state, like the guardian angel of the goal line. All shots were firmly blocked by him, or he simply patted them down and hugged them into his arms.
Unless it is played back in close-up and slow motion, no one will know that Mo Qiong just touched the ball. Observers will use the results to subconsciously infer the opponent’s operation. This is the human brain’s own logical judgment.
No one knows that for Mo Qiong, as long as he has achieved the first step by touching the ball, knocking it away or shooting the ball, the second and third steps all depend on his mood.
Of these nine saves, he chose to confiscate shots in five of them.
Because these five times, Han Dang was alone in the opponent’s half and had a chance.
Mo Qiong swatted the ball and turned to look directly at Han Dang.
This terrifying pass across half court was as precise as a scalpel cutting open the heart.
He just created four more single-handed opportunities for Han Dang.
Unfortunately, even if he didn’t masturbate, his four shots were too on target and failed to score.
The stands were filled with excitement and sighs several times.
But this is an enjoyable performance in itself, even though the scene is suppressed and ugly.
Zhang Xin’s statement that a goal must be scored in ten minutes has long been self-defeating.
He sweat-soaked and worked extremely hard to shoot seven times, and two passes in the penalty area that could be assists, but he just couldn’t break through the gate guarded by Mo Qiong.
The whole person is a little excited, and he wants the midfielder to create opportunities for him.
“How can it be that he is in such good condition? He will definitely make a mistake!” Zhang Xin said.
But the midfielder hurriedly said: “The first half is about to end, be more steady, this goalkeeper has something…”
“His long pass was too threatening to us, so the coach asked us to hold on until halftime.”
Zhang Xin sighed and looked at Mo Qiong, who was standing in front of the goal line, a little unwillingly.
His words of experience seemed useless to Mo Qiong, and his state was so heroic that it made people despair.
If they were just guarding the goal, it wouldn’t be a big deal, but the ultra-long-distance passes during counterattacks always cut through their defense like precise guidance, which was terrifying.
The first half was coming to an end, and the sports school slowed down its offensive.
The Yan team was also very satisfied with the end of the half, and started to control the ball in the backcourt, but it was only half a half.
After a few minutes of back and forth, Han Dang also knew that the first half was about to end. In addition, he was very tired and did not look for space, so he walked slowly in the middle and frontcourt to wait for time.
The situation instantly changed from a fierce confrontation to a boring drag on time. Both sides wanted to wait for the first half to end.
Mo Qiong was also happy. Most of his thoughts were not on the game, but on his own abilities.
Under this boredom, most people in the stands began not to pay attention to the game again.
Only the fat man, desperately trying to talk to the girls, was still trying his best to explain.
“Number 21 passed to Number 66.”
“The forward of the sports school team pressed hard and the ball was passed.”
“Our team is passing the ball in the backcourt, uh…still returning the ball…”
“The pass has passed half time! Uh… keep passing back…”
“The ball came to the feet of captain Wang Xiong. He was kicking back and forth with the central defender, back and forth… uh… this…”
The fat man became weaker and weaker as he spoke, and his voice became lower and lower.
“No. 12 pressed the ball, Wang Xiong passed the ball back to the goalkeeper, and the goalkeeper continued to tip… tip… tip… eh? No, this is a long pass! The ball speed is very slow, and Han Dang’s reaction is also slow, He was chasing the ball…he couldn’t catch it, this ball…this ball was scored?”
The fat man suddenly stood up, his voice suddenly rising to an eighth tone at the end.
“It’s in, it’s in! It’s No. 1! No. 1 scores!”
The people in the stands were also shaken by the scream and looked towards the goal. Sure enough, in front of the sports school goal, their goalkeeper fell to the ground facing the goal and stared at the ball in the goal frame in complete confusion.
The referee was also stunned for a moment and looked at the linesman. The lineman signaled that it was a good goal. The referee blew his whistle and pointed to the midfield. The goal was valid. Yanda Team 1:0 Sports School Team.
“Did our team score?”
“Who shot it?”
“No. 1! It’s No. 1!”
“Who is No. 1?”
“Idiot, No. 1 is the goalkeeper!”
“Holy shit! Did the goalkeeper score a goal?”
Everyone realized that this was not an ordinary goal, but the goalkeeper kicked the ball into the opposite goal from his own penalty area.
This is a shot that can only be seen on video. They didn’t expect it to happen next to them this time.
Everyone thought that the first half was over, but they didn’t expect that their team’s backcourt defecation was just an illusion, causing their opponents to relax their vigilance.
Finally the goalkeeper stood up and suddenly kicked the goal from a long distance, scoring directly.
“Smoking is awesome!”
“Goalkeeper 666!”
“Oh oh oh oh!”
Thunderous celebrations erupted in the football field. The men in the stands, who loved their school team deeply, slapped everything they could.
They came here mentally prepared for their school team to be brutally beaten, but they didn’t expect that they would now be in the lead.
The unexpected surprise was even more exciting. The cheers resounded throughout the stadium and could even be heard by people outside the stadium.
Mo Qiong looked blankly at his teammates rushing toward him, and he was also very confused.
“Awesome Moqiu, your kick is too strong!”
“It’s very spiritual. We’ve made them relax their vigilance!”
Teammates talked one after another, and Wang Xiong was even more pleased that he got an assist inexplicably.
It was he who was forced to pass back to Mo Qiong in a panic. This was originally a backhand to delay time, but in the end, Mo Qiong scored directly, and the backhand immediately became an assist.
“Uh…” Mo Qiong looked at his crazy teammates stiffly, a little afraid to speak.
Can he say that he just stopped the ball?
Yes, he was just stopping the ball and ended up stopping the ball into the opposite goal.
He didn’t want to score a goal at all, his mind was thinking about his ability, waiting for time to end.
Due to his lack of concentration, he was a bit unable to recover when faced with Wang Xiong’s sudden return pass. At the same time, Wang Xiong’s return pass was too bad, too high and too fast, just like a shot.
He was caught off guard and just wanted to stop the ball, but he inadvertently thought about the opponent’s goal.
Sometimes it is difficult for people to control their thoughts, especially when they are not focused. He does not strongly specify a target subjectively, but this ability directly locks the target in his subconscious mind.
As a result, the ball was stopped and turned into a shocking shot.
“My ability… is passive!”
Mo Qiong realized that every time he kicked the ball, he would definitely specify the landing point. No matter where the landing point was, it could not be left out.
All the objects he personally ‘shot’ had to be determined by his thoughts to hit the target, every time!
It’s impossible to just let nature take its course, and it’s impossible to let nature’s laws take its course.
He can only figure it out by himself. If he doesn’t do it subjectively, he just does it subconsciously!
This is actually a passive ability that he cannot turn off…unless he completely loses consciousness.
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