The ball passed over everyone's heads and came to the no-man's land on the left. Just as it was about to go out of the boundary, a man like the wind rushed over. Yuan Yin and Wei Jiahuang exchanged glances, and Yuan Yin retreated far enough inside.

Deep down, Wei Jiahuang stayed where he was but moved forward to prevent the Dongyuan Chair from cutting in. With the two of them working together, the rest of the team would naturally know the corresponding back-up moves. This is the system that Uncle Cen has accomplished.

Everyone feels that everything is safe, and the most critical pioneer Yuan Yin closely monitors the subsequent movements of the Dongyuan Chair.

The ball flew high and fast. If Dongyuanshi wanted to follow Yuan Weiwei's example and use his stalwart chest, he would have to jump up. Once it is stuck in the air, the strength required would be much more difficult than the hand Yuan Weiwei showed just now.

Based on the 16-0 learning materials given by Uncle Cen, as well as the semi-finals and bloody battles that were observed on the spot, everyone reached a consensus on Dongyuanyi - this is a typical northern man, strong but tough.

There are too many skills but not enough.

Yuan Yin was ready to go and made up her mind. There was no doubt that the height of the ball would be as high as the chair. The key was to see how he did it. As long as he made sure that his strength was slightly off, even if there was even the slightest difference, he would be able to do it without hesitation.

Pounce on him. With his physical strength, Brother Dong can be his ancestor. With his judgment of details, he is enough to be his master. This is how everyone is good at winning.

When Uncle Cen encouraged people, he said that it was the insight before the battle that determined the outcome of the details, and he firmly believed this.

As expected, Dongyuan Chair jumped up, but Yuan Yin found that his take-off was a bit weird. The timing was earlier and the height was slightly shorter, so the ball could not reach his chest. Yuan Yin was secretly surprised: What is he going to do?

In the next second, everyone understood: Brother Dong did not intend to use his chest, but his noble head.

Brother Dong's head moved slightly, and the ball moved forward. Yuan Yin lost the opportunity. Fortunately, Uncle Cen taught him to stay calm in times of crisis and stick to the lower limit. Even if he cannot come back to life, he can prevent time from passing too quickly. So he

I have to speed up to fill in the inside line.

At the same time, the Oriental Chair swooped down and landed. It accelerated perfectly with inertia and collided with the football for the second time. The man and the ball did not merge into one, but both were accelerating. The ball ran inward in advance, and the Oriental Chair circled the outside line at full speed.

He ran, turned an L, and managed to get into the head of the ball. Although Yuan Yin was not strong and not slow, she still watched helplessly behind and saw the Eastern Chair near the baseline, dribbling the ball horizontally.

Go ahead, there is the penalty area line in front of you. Wei Jiahuang came with a flying shovel. He was half a beat late, but he kicked the outside of the Dongyuan chair and the instep. Then Wei Jiahuang was bounced away, and the Dongyuan chair only shook slightly, and quickly

He exerted force with one step, his speed increased instantly, and he actually ran over the ball. Both man and ball were in the penalty area. He came so fast that Luo Tian didn't even have time to block the angle. Instead, he boldly came out of a short corner, betting that he would hit it immediately.

Because of his strength, his attribute of specializing in difficult and complicated diseases can most likely seal off the corners where great strength can produce miracles. Even if this northern tycoon is a great braggart, he is still a straight man obsessed with strength. Luo Tian is not afraid of him going head-on.

However, Dong Yuan Chair stopped the ball and stayed still in the penalty area. Yan Yang rushed over and Dong Yuan Chair passed through the crotch. Yan Yang desperately found that he had suffered a significant time difference and was actually lifted by this speed maniac with ease.

Get rid of it.

Fortunately, there is still a system. Di Dongzhi was knocked over with a heavy shoulder. The Oriental Chair did not start to pick up speed, which was when he was at his weakest. A strong opponent was a weak opponent. Di Dongzhi fell to the ground waiting for work, as if he was bullied by a strange uncle.

It is too small.

Just when Dongyuanzhi felt that he had gone too far, Di Langzhi, who was lying on the ground, stabbed the ball with his foot and rubbed the fur of the ball. Dongyuanzhi was shocked and angry, roaring and hitting the goal forcefully. Luo Tian flew to save and blocked the ball.

In front of him, suddenly a tall body fell from the sky. Gao Sen, the aerial bully, hit the ball with the arch of his foot and the ball hit the net.

Hong Yulan's heart suddenly sank: Was he penetrated just like that?

Unseen, I am humble and fragile. When I am vulnerable, I only know how to ask for help from that man - so I look at Uncle Cen. I see that although he is squatting quietly beside the bench, he clenches his fists. Deep in his heart, although there is no

Distracted thoughts, but even the current Wei Jiahuang can feel Uncle Cen's heart beating rapidly.

Although he has not been completely defeated, his whole body has reached the limit of nervousness. Maybe his next thought will be a complete denial of himself.

When he was in a trance, he looked past Dong Wuquan's embarrassed face, and his inner voice came out: The flattery just now was too much, and it was bad luck. If it was a tragedy, how would it end in front of her?

When he thought this way, Hong Yulan became happy and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if there is a tragedy, it will happen in both directions."

I was thinking: Should I do something? Make them aware of my existence? But can I give them direction? Will enthusiasm without direction accelerate their collapse? What should I do?

In an instant, I felt so distraught that I felt more incompetent than ever before. I was angry that I had betrayed the scenery I had seen before, which resulted in me being at my wits' end now.

At this time, the parent camp did not know whether it had experienced a brief psychological struggle deep in their hearts, and let out a belated cheer.

The respect the Bloods had just evaporated in an instant: What the hell? It’s worn out right now? Where’s your help defense? Do you deserve to be in the finals just like this?

Everyone, including the coach, felt that they had been humiliated. It was better to send Shaanxi back to take a beating. At least they could resist for a while.

The defensive midfielder's observation should be more keen: "The linesman has been waving the flag."

When everyone saw it, it turned out to be true.

"No way, is he sick? Such an obvious good shot!"

Someone said: "Don't say it, what's wrong? Although he was celebrating, Marshal Lu didn't blow the whistle."

Some people thought of it and said, "Hey, why didn't Lu Shuai play in our semi-finals? He would definitely not be so messy. As long as he has a little bit of moral integrity, we will win."

Listening to them muttering like this, Hong Yulan's mind became active: What's going on? Do you want to call it invalid?

The midfielder looked even more carefully: "This linesman looks familiar - no way!"

Everyone asked: "What's wrong?"

"This guy is the black whistle referee in our semifinals!"

"What!"

The coach thought of a possibility: "It seems that this game is going to be reversed."

The young blood general asked: "What's the explanation?"

The defensive midfielder understood: "Let me suffer some insignificant misjudgments, which can prove that the standards of the semi-finals are normal. Right, Zhou Zhi?"

Before the coach could answer, Lu Shuai, who was celebrating at the same time, made a decision - Gao Sen, who shot the follow-up shot, was offside and the goal was invalid.

Uncle Cen took a long breath.

All members of the Blood Team thought: Sure enough.

I don’t think so. It’s rare for parents to have a good temper and forbearance and not care about this obvious misjudgment because the opponent is too weak.

Lu Shuai is even more like an old man - this is an official duty, and besides, there are line officials who have to take the blame, and it's not his turn.

Dong Wuquan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his reverse crow didn't work immediately.

But it is common for celebrities and celebrities in the football circle to do so, which is necessary to maintain competitiveness and the dignity of the event.
Chapter completed!