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Handed to Johnson. Fake action.
Pass the ball to Nelson. Fake action.
With two consecutive fake moves, the defensive players' center of gravity swayed significantly, and they responded with conditioned reflexes because of Freeman's movements. Nelson attracted the attention of three defensive players with his own strength. Although cornerback Christopher had noticed something strange, his reaction speed was still not able to keep up with Freeman's shooting speed.
pause!
Turn around!
Take action!
The right-hand movement that was about to pass the ball to Nelson paused for a moment, Freeman then followed the direction of twisting his waist, and continued to move the upper body movement to the left for about fifteen degrees. His body pushed forward and continued to rush forward, along with his wrist, and then the football was pushed out.
Christopher had just noticed Freeman's delayed move, and before he could judge that Freeman's pass to Nelson was a false move. The next second he saw the football draw an arc in the air and teleported it towards the back of his body. Only then did he realize that the target of the pass was not Nelson!
So who is it?
Christopher forced himself to complete an emergency brake. Before he could turn his foot, he stared at the rugby and turned his head awkwardly. His entire center of gravity sat backward and his footsteps staggered and retreated continuously, and then he saw Banks finish the catch.
A short six-yard pass flew out like a bullet, and with a "bang", he fell from Freeman into Banks' arms.
Everything happened in the flash, and Banks had already taken control of the football before Christopher adjusted his center of gravity.
...
"attack!"
Banks, Murphy and Nelson, who were on the left wing of the offensive formation, captured Freeman's kick-off command, and the three players rushed out together.
Nelson, standing on the inside, ran a small arc towards his right hand, and took the initiative to rush towards linebacker Witherspoon and cut into the central area. Not only did Moore, who was struggling in the backcourt, stepped forward to make up for defense, but also attracted the attention of Christopher, who was targeting Murphy.
Although Christopher did not act rashly and kept cruising between Nelson and Murphy, waiting for an opportunity to move, Nelson still relied on his excellent route running ability to create enough threats. He paused and turned around, pressed his back against Witherspoon, and he was ready to catch the ball.
However, as soon as his steps turned around, and before he could make adjustments, Witherspoon began to exert force. At the same time, Christopher rushed over. In addition, Moore was eyeing him, Nelson was still surrounded by enemies and the chance to catch the ball was not good, but he still forced to tear out the space for receiving the ball.
Just as all eyes were gathering on Nelson, Freeman seemed to be ready to pass the ball towards Nelson, but in the midst of breath, the football was already transmitted to the left near the sideline area. The stormy rugby flight trajectory did not leave much reaction time.
Dingdeng!
Banks rushed forward with all his might, without any fancy changes or turning, and took the initiative to rush towards cornerback Kevin Rutland, who was facing him, forcing Rutland to retreat and adjust his position, preparing to face the collision, but Banks saw him stopping and turning with a simple and clear emergency stop, blocking Rutland's position with his shoulders, turning around and running back, and then catching the football at his chest.
Rutland was quickly retreating and adjusting his position. The center of gravity and reaction speed were slightly slower. Seeing Banks finish receiving the ball, he pulled horizontally and blocked Banks' path forward next step - even if he lost the defense, he had to complete the subsequent defense as soon as possible.
After receiving the football, Banks completed the adjustment of his footsteps, turned around and prepared to shake off Rutland and continued to push forward. As a result, he saw Rutland's face magnified in front of him, lying on the road ahead.
Because the distance is too close, if he collides head-on and lacks the push to run to the ground, it is a high probability that he will be grappled and fall to the ground. So Banks was forced to run diagonally towards his right side, trying to complete the breakthrough.
Turn!
Push the ground!
run!
Banks had just found a path intestinal diagonally in front of his right. Then he could see Christopher, who had completed the center of gravity adjustment, rushing towards him hard - because Christopher's steps were a little messy, almost throwing his whole body out, mixed with a bloody storm and aimed at Banks and opened his bloody mouth!
Rutland on the left and Christopher on the right.
Banks is completely in desperate situation. Should he speed up and rush forward? Or should he brake urgently and then take a detour?
At this moment, another figure wearing a white away jersey appeared: Murphy!
Murphy, who seemed to be forgotten, never relaxed his vigilance and followed Christopher step by step. Seeing that Christopher was about to form a grapple, he also quickly stepped forward and rushed towards Christopher like a high-speed train.
Bang!
Bang bang!
The sound of impact sounded one after another. Banks felt the continuous impact in the stormy waves, but the interlaced impact of different impacts magically maintained the stability of his steps, and then he tore a new road in front, and his messy and swaying footsteps stumbled out of the encirclement.
Push the ground!
Push the ground!
Banks gritted his teeth, firmly controlled the football with his right hand, threw away Christopher, and knocked away Rutland, and rushed out of the siege smoothly. His chaotic steps completed the adjustment and restarted the acceleration. His eyes were quickly looking at the storm in the storm, holding his breath and running with all his strength.
On the right hand, you can see the figure of security guard Moore rushing towards him with a thunderous momentum, but Banks was not afraid or worried at all. There was only one thought in his mind: aim at the end area directly in front and run wildly!
The sound of the rushing wind was roaring in my ears, like fireworks and firecrackers, but the open area of the flat river made the body burst out with rage, faster and faster, and the whole person was almost integrated with the wind and running for no reason.
"breakthrough!"
"God! Banks forms a breakthrough! Christopher and Rutland's close defense failed to stop Banks! Banks rushed out of the encirclement!"
"First attack! Banks undoubtedly easily won the first attack! But now the attack is not over, the Tigers' backcourt has been cleared, and their weaknesses have been completely exposed! Moore is trying to make up for defense! Christopher is trying to chase back! Banks! Banks is accelerating with all their might!"
"Forty yard line!"
"Midfield!"
"Banks has cut into the Tigers' half! Moore is approaching! Moore is approaching at an incredible speed! Nelson is assisting his opponent, Nelson is approaching Moore, God, what is Nelson ready to do? Nelson is preparing to intercept Moore! The offensive and defense positions are being exchanged!"
Chapter completed!