bayedsolid Chapter 256 Bad luck!
Chapter 256 Bad luck!
Chapter 256 Bad luck!
The ball went straight to the goal, and Zheng Long responded immediately.
This time he learned his lesson, instead of trying to save the ball, he hit the ball directly with one hand.
With a touch, the ball refracted and almost flew out through the goal post.
"Ah! It's here!"
"Zheng Long saved the ball this time. He hit the ball!"
"Good job! Zheng Long did a great job this time! He saved a penalty and helped China equalize the score!"
"1 to 1, the two sides returned to the starting line!"
Seeing the ball fly out, Zheng Long breathed a sigh of relief.
Almost!
Just a little bit, and was scored by the opponent again!
fortunately!
He stood up and clenched his fists in celebration!
Saw the ball miss!
Fernandez couldn't believe his eyes.
Ah!
impossible!
Why can teammates score but I can't?
damn it!
Now I have become the team's sinner!
Seeing that the ball was not scored, the Portuguese players were very frustrated.
The Chinese player roared happily, and Liao Lisheng even knelt on the ground, covering his face with his hands, with tears in the corners of his eyes.
Fortunately, Zheng Long saved the opponent's penalty.
Otherwise, I will become a sinner of the team.
Seeing that Zheng Long saved the opponent's penalty, the head coach Bo Bo breathed a sigh of relief.
Penalty shootouts are so tense, and those with a bad mentality may be suffocated!
He rubbed his hands together anxiously, then breathed into his palms.
Now back to the starting line.
The next Zhang Linfan must make a penalty!
It's the third round!
It was Zhang Linfan's turn.
Zheng Zhi patted his shoulder. "Don't think too much, Zheng Long is still worthy of our trust. Just play as usual!"
Zhang Linfan made some shots and walked to the penalty spot.Take the ball from the referee.
I saw him walking to the tee point with the ball in one hand.
Put the ball down, look at the goal, and step back.
All the fans stared at him immediately.
Zhang Linfan ran up and volleyed directly.
The Portuguese goalkeeper swooped in the right direction, but the ball was fast.
The ball almost wiped his clothes and flew into the goal!
When Zhang Lu saw it, she almost jumped up excitedly.
"The ball was scored! Zhang Linfan withstood the pressure and scored the ball!"
"2 to 1, now the pressure is on Portugal again!"
"If this goal is not scored, the pressure on the players behind will be great!"
No. 8 Oliveira stepped forward.
He looked at Zheng Long on the goal line, feeling a lot of pressure in his heart.
He felt like he could hear his own heartbeat.
Quickly breathe again and again, adjust your mentality.
I can do it.
Martins can kick in, proving that this guy can still be beaten.
All I want is to take high-quality penalties.
Thinking like this all the time, Oliveira heard the referee's whistle sound.
He ran forward, came to the ball, swung his right foot into a bow, and kicked hard towards the ball.
The speed of the ball was very fast, Zheng Long realized that the ball had already flown by.
Just when Zheng Long was remorseful, he heard a loud bang.
Break into the jamb?
Just when Zheng Long was happy, suddenly his back seemed to be hit by a heavy object, and it hurt.
Then he heard the referee's whistle.
At the beginning, when the Portuguese fans were all entangled, suddenly they saw the ball fly into the goal.
Some distant fans didn't even know what was going on.
Only then did I see what happened on the big screen!
Oliveira exerted too much force.The speed of the ball is very fast, but there is no pressure.
After the ball hit the goal frame, it rebounded.
But Zheng Long was out of luck, and Oliveira's ancestral grave was smoking.
The rebounded ball just hit Zheng Long's back and flew into the goal.
When the Portuguese players saw this scene, they excitedly hugged each other's heads and shouted.
The Chinese players were frustrated and wanted to curse.
This is fine, the other party is really fucking lucky!
Zheng Long got up from the ground and angrily kicked the ball with all his might.
Dog day!
The ball flew to the net and was lifted high.But after all, there was no way to tear the net, and finally landed and rolled out.
Zheng Long walked to one side with his hands on his hips, his face was full of anger.
Zhang Lu shook her head and said, "Oh! The ball was unlucky. The opponent had already kicked into the goal frame, but I didn't expect to hit Zheng Long's back!"
"But it doesn't matter. Now it's just a 2-2 tie. It's still on the starting line!"
"Come on, Chinese Olympic team!"
It's the fourth round!
Feng Xiaoting walked up.
Although he was only the fourth player to play, he still felt a suffocating pressure.
What was even more frightening was that during this time, the audience was silent.
In an instant, he felt that the eyes of more than 4 fans in the audience were staring at him, and the eyes were like needles piercing his body, stinging.
He couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.
"Don't think too much, don't think too much, it's just a penalty! It's just a penalty, you can score!"
Put the ball down and hear the referee's whistle.
He ran in small steps a few times before running towards the ball.
bump!
Feng Xiaoting chose the left side this time.
As soon as the kick was over, he felt bad, not strong enough, and the angle was too high.
Watching the ball anxiously.
I saw that although the quality of my penalty kick was not good, the opponent's goalkeeper threw it in the wrong direction.
The ball rolled into the goal.
Feng Xiaoting clasped his hands together, Yang Tian looked at the sky.
God bless!
I almost thought I couldn't get in!
This penalty was really not scored by a human being, the pressure was too great!
His back was covered in cold sweat.
He returned to the middle circle, and after celebrating with his teammates, he put his shoulders on their shoulders and stared at the Portuguese player No. 5 Aye as he walked towards the penalty spot.
Chinese players and fans are silently chanting in their hearts.
"Don't go in! Don't go in!"
"Zheng Long wants to save the opponent's penalty kick!"
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When Zheng Long walked towards the goal, he clenched his fists and beat each other.
This time I must hold on.
Hold on!
I'm an interceptor!
Be the best goalkeeper!
I want to save this penalty!
Standing on the goal line, Zheng Long jumped slightly left and right.Trying to confuse the other party, so that the other party cannot judge which side he will rush to!
It is best to interfere with the opponent's shooting rhythm!
Like Feng Xiaoting, when No. 5 Ai was holding the ball and walking towards the penalty spot.
He also felt the pressure like a mountain and a sea.
Seeing that Zheng Long on the goal line was jumping, he didn't know which side to kick better for a while!
Hear the referee's whistle.
At this moment, he simply held his breath.
do not care!
Take your chances!
He ran to the ball and kicked hard.
The ball flew off the ground and went straight to the left of the goal.
If it is flying close to the ground and the speed is fast.Such a penalty is really hard to save.
After all, I have already reacted, but the speed of the body falling can't keep up, it is useless!
But the quality of the opponent's penalty this time is considered good, and it is difficult for many goalkeepers to save.
But it is obvious that Zheng Long is not an ordinary goalkeeper.
Even if the opponent's penalty kick is fast, the penalty kick at almost half height gives Zheng Long enough time to make a save.
With a leap, Zheng Long felt like a superman flying, and he knocked out the ball in the air with a single punch.
After landing, roll around.
Even though the fall was a little painful, Zheng Long was still excited and got up immediately.
Seeing Feiyuan, the ball is about to go out of the sideline.
Zheng Long clenched his fist and roared loudly.
"He made it! Zheng Long saved the opponent's penalty again!"
"In this game, Zheng Long was like Santoldo possessed, and twice denied the opponent's penalty kick!"
"If we can win this match, Zheng Long will be the biggest contributor!"
"In the last round, as long as the Chinese team can score, the victory belongs to our Chinese team!"
"Who will take the next penalty kick?"
(End of this chapter)