Chapter 119 Too weak
"How is that possible!" Yi Sicheng's eyes widened and he exclaimed. He looked at the football that hit the door beam, changed its route, flew upside down to Lin Yi's side, and was stepped on by Lin Yi with one foot.
, stunned, with a face full of disbelief.
Lin Yi bent down, picked up a worn-out sneaker lying nearby, and put it on his feet.
At that moment, Lin Yi kicked out his shoe directly, hitting it below the football, causing the football to rise slightly and hit the goal beam.
"Idiot, is this your real strength?" Lin Yi put on his shoes, took the ball, and walked leisurely towards the direction of Yisi City.
"How...how could you do that?" Yi Sicheng's face looked uncertain. It was obviously a goal that must be scored, but it was actually intercepted in mid-air!
Yi Sicheng, who has been playing football for so many years, has never seen such a situation.
"Are you stupid? Still can't believe it? Guys like you have been like a frog at the bottom of a well all your life. You can't see the sky outside the well, so you think you are very capable." Lin Yi took the ball and started from Yi Sicheng, who was still a little stiff.
He walked over and said, "Yi Sicheng, you are just a complete piece of garbage. It's best to realize this as soon as possible."
Lin Yi took the ball and started attacking again.
This was a one-sided massacre.
In the name of football, trample the opponent's dignity and everything under your feet!
"You're just a bunch of scum. In my eyes, you don't even deserve to exist!" Lin Yi continued to excel, and the football seemed to come alive under his feet. He avoided the third group of players at the perfect angle every time.
Standing outside the penalty area again, Lin Yi raised his foot and volleyed.
The football flew toward the goal. The two defenders gritted their teeth and threw their bodies at the football, plus the goalkeeper.
The ball was bounced outside the boundary line.
"Corner kick!" the referee whistled.
Yi Sicheng from Class 3 ran over with a cold face.
He felt that the goal just now was just a coincidence. How could the entire team not be able to fight against Lin Yi alone!
"Later, you go back to defense with all your strength. When you get the ball, pass it to me. I will go to the front line." Yi Sicheng looked at his teammates and gave orders: "He is only one person. We have an absolute advantage in terms of physical strength. There is no need to use
The disadvantages are used to counter Lin Yi’s advantages.”
"I'll get this ball later, you all go and stop him." Yi Sicheng looked at Lin Yi coldly.
Lin Yi took the ball and stood in the corner.
Corner kick.
But with Lin Yi alone on the field, the ball was destined to not go out.
"Lin Yi, I will make you lose miserably!" Yi Sicheng's eyes were like an angry lion.
He was already ready to rush towards the Class 7 goal again after intercepting the ball.
This time, Yi Sicheng decided not to send the football into the opponent's goal himself!
No mistakes allowed!
"Kick off, Lin Yi!" Yi Sicheng looked at Lin Yi's delay and sneered in his heart: "One person's corner kick is just given to us. I want to see what else you can do.
Such an unexpected move came out.”
Lin Yi placed the football in the corner without haste, then slowly backed away, looking at the football calmly, then raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the goal.
In front of the goal and next to the corner line, there were players from Class 7.
"This ball must have been passed directly to Class 7. From this angle, Lin Yi has no one else to pass the ball to. It's a pity."
"Yes, with such a tight circle, the ball can only be handed over to others, and maybe Class 3 can seize this, then as long as they keep blocking the ball out of the baseline, Lin Yi will never get it.
The ball is over." A boy shook his head slightly: "Sure enough, it is too unreliable for one person to play for an entire team. Even if Zidar came, he would not be able to complete such a move. It is a pity, if Lin Yi
If this kid is willing to cooperate with his teammates, maybe Class 7 still has a chance of winning."
The entire stands looked at Lin Yi at this moment with a bit of pity.
Although Lin Yi showed amazing football skills, at this moment, the disadvantages of one person's football were fully revealed.
Because you have no way to drive the ball out, you can only give the ball to others again and again.
However, Lin Yi didn't have any panic, he slowly took a few steps back.
"What is he going to do? Looking at this posture, is he preparing to make a big move?" someone asked curiously.
"I don't know, maybe he wants to drive the ball to the opposite side, outside the opposite boundary, and let the opponent take a free throw. In this way, he can buy some time and return to his own half." Someone speculated: "
This is also Lin Yi's best choice, otherwise, in a situation like this, he wouldn't even have time to return to defense."
"This is..." Pider stood up slowly, took two steps forward, stood in front of the guardrail in front of the rostrum, stretched out his hand, squeezed the guardrail tightly, looked from a distance, and his eyes fell on the goal boundary of Class 3
Corner kick position.
There, Lin Yi stood there, silent for a long time, seeming to be brewing something.
"Coach Pidel, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Chunshui's face looked a little ugly. Lin Yi's amazing performance just now dwarfed Yi Sicheng's outstanding performance in the first half.
Since when did Class 7 have such a monster!
Zhang Chunshui cursed in his heart, but did not dare to show it on his face.
At this moment, he saw Pinder, who had just been sitting on the chair, suddenly stood up, which shocked him.
Just now Pider could only praise Lin Yi repeatedly, but at least he maintained the reserve of an international coach and did not show too much excitement.
But at this moment, Zhang Chunshui stood up and stood beside Pider, and found that his palms were tightly grasping the guardrail, his whole body was even trembling a little, and his face was full of piety, as if he was waiting for some sacred moment to come.
What on earth is he waiting for?
Is it possible that the situation on the scene can change in any way?
Zhang Chunshui was slightly startled. He looked over and saw that Lin Yi was surrounded by people from three levels inside and three levels outside. Moreover, Lin Yi had no teammates who could respond.
In this case, unless Lin Yi can fly, it is possible to take the football out. Otherwise, the ball can only be handed over to Class 3.
Is it possible that the five or six members of Class 3 who got the ball were still unable to stop Lin Yi and give Yi Sicheng time to shoot?
Maybe Lin Yi is good enough, but football is a team game after all.
But Zhang Chunshui didn't know why. Looking at Pider's excitement next to him, he vaguely felt that something was about to happen.
"Could it be that one?" Pidel murmured to himself, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at Lin Yi, full of passion.
At this time, Lin Yi, who had been silent for a long time, slowly raised his head.
His eyes were far-reaching, with some inexplicable amusement, as he looked at the human wall blocking him, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "I've given you time to set up the human wall, so now, I'll let you know what is really
Technology!"
Chapter completed!