"Liverpool won a free kick 35 meters away from the goal. If nothing unexpected happens, it was Chen Yingxiong who took the penalty..."

In the voice of the commentator, Chen Yingxiong arranged the football.

After setting up the football, he did not step out immediately, but waited for the referee's whistle.

The human wall is built slowly - every time you line up the human wall, it is a good opportunity to delay the game time.

But Chen Yingxiong never urged him.

At this point, he seemed particularly graceful.

In fact, he has absolute confidence in his free kick style.

He even hoped that the opponent would line up for ninety minutes, and wait until the last second of injury time before the lineup. Then he hit the target by himself, and the game ended, Liverpool won the game 1:0.

But the rules do not allow...

So he could only think about it casually in his heart.

Although I can't wait for ninety minutes, Chen Yingxiong didn't care at all if he waited for one or two more minutes.

He particularly enjoyed the feeling of destroying the wall after he spent several minutes to build the wall for only one second.

He likes free kicks, maybe because of this psychological factor...

Just like this time.

It took Manchester City players two minutes to build the wall, and they reworked several times during this period because the wall was not far away, and their protest against Liverpool players squeezing into the wall, which disturbed them... In short, it was all very trivial matters, and they had to complain to the referee to let the referee come up to maintain order.

Chen Yingxiong didn't urge him, and he couldn't tell the slight impatient expression on his face.

He stood in front of the football and watched the Manchester City players perform hard.

Unfortunately... the acting skills are not good, so I should be sent to Lamacia Film and Television Academy to study for two years before coming out.

He commented in his heart.

Finally, Manchester City had a solid wall of people, and Liverpool players squeezed in alone.

But for Chen Yingxiong, this is purely pretending. Because his football will never be able to pass through the wall, he will definitely shoot the fallen leaf ball at this distance. His opponents are very clear about this, so Manchester City players protested just now, which is actually delaying the game time. They are not really worried that Chen Yingxiong will kick the football from his teammate's position...

The wall was set up, the referee stepped back, and then the whistle sounded.

The whistle sounded, but Chen Yingxiong didn't help the run and play football as soon as possible.

Instead, he turned his head and looked at the home coach's seat outside the court.

Boas was still standing on the sidelines and staring nervously inside the court.

Chen Yingxiong knew that the coach was looking at him.

He was also sure that this distance would allow Boas to see the expression on his face clearly.

So he smiled at Boas, revealing two rows of white teeth inside. This grinning smile is not good-looking at all, and it only makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Aren't you going to play tricks?

Today, I will let you see that in the face of absolute strength, there is no room for any conspiracy to survive!

The plan you have tried your best to set. I will break it for you today!

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Boas was standing on the sidelines and was indeed looking at Chen Yingxiong.

Because of the beating of his temples before, he felt a little uneasy.

He saw Chen Yingxiong turning his head and grinning at him.

Although Chen Yingxiong's smile was ugly, he still realized that it was a smile. In addition, a smart person, he also realized that this smile was definitely not a show of kindness.

Is it a mockery?

Or a threat?

Or is it both?

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Just when Boas couldn't figure it out, Chen Yingxiong had already turned his face back and then helped out.

In two or three steps, he reached the football, and then he swung his right leg and hit the football firmly!

If there is a system for the touching ball position statistics in the dungeon at this time, it can be seen that Chen Yingxiong's kick was exactly where he was going to kick.

The football flew into the air and directly over the wall that Manchester City players took a minute or two to build, like a jet fighter jet passing over their heads.

The moment when Joe Hart played football in Chen Yingxiong, his muscles jumped up. He was now like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to shoot out at any time.

Looking at the height of the football after it took off, he knew it was a fallen leaf ball!

Here comes!

When he couldn't see the football in his sight. The football was blocked by a wall, he pushed the ground with force with his right leg. His whole person shot out and rushed towards the upper corner.

It is rare to throw a fallen leaf ball. Joe Hart can only stay on the goal line and try to get close to the goal so that when he jumps up, he can stop the falling football.

To put it bluntly, it means not giving the fallen leaf balls room to fall.

If the football must cross his fingers and fall, the football will fly directly out of the crossbar. If the football fell before him, his hands can wait here to intercept the football.

This is the only way Joe Hart can organize football into the goal...

However, there is a very critical factor here, that is... his speed is faster than that of football, and he has to rush to the scheduled location in advance.

England's national gates knew this very well, so he even took off a little early. If he saw the football flying over the wall again and jumping again, it would definitely be too late.

But he was still half a beat late this time...

Chen Yingxiong shot out the football faster than he expected!

In almost the blink of an eye, the football flew over, and the speed of the ball probably exceeded 120 kilometers per hour!

While his body was still rising, the football had reached its peak, and then...it was pierced!

Even a person who doesn't understand football can see this obvious change in trajectory.

It was like a football hitting an invisible ceiling and bounced down.

Joe Hart was still in the air at this time, and his eyes were staring at the football, so he saw the changes in football.

But even if he sees it, so what? He is now in the air and cannot leverage his strength, and cannot increase his speed or change his route. He can only fly up according to inertia, and at the same time try to raise his hands high and try his best to extend his defense area.

This is the limit he can do.

Next, we have to leave it to God for judgment.

To judge whether this ball is in or not!

Two results, two destiny, this is actually the judgment of destiny.

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In Joe Hart's eyes, his hands were about to touch the football, and the football was right in front of his fingertips. Just click on the Internet and you can touch it, and then he can change the trajectory of the football...

Victory is right in front of you!

But it's fleeting!

The football passed by his fingertips, and he did not touch the football, and he didn't even rub the ball with his skin!

Although his hand was raised high enough, it was still not higher than football...

Next, let’s see if the beam will help Manchester City…

As long as the crossbar can block the football, Manchester City can escape this time.

Wishes are beautiful, but reality is often cruel.

After the football passed Joe Hart's hand, he wiped the post and flew into the goal...

Yes, the ball entered!

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When Boas saw this scene off the court, his eyes and mouth grew bigger at some point, and he watched it happen.

He couldn't believe it. He thought he had read it wrong, so he blinked hard.

But no matter how many times I blinked my eyes, I could only see the football jumping in the goal when I opened it.

It's not outside the net, it's really in the goal!

The ball... the ball actually entered?

He looked down at his watch-the match only started nineteen minutes!

Hell!

Damn it!

Oh shit!

Boas was so angry at this time.
To be continued...