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Chapter 195 Buyer Shows and Seller Shows



Chapter 195 Buyer Shows and Seller Shows

Chapter 195 Buyer Shows and Seller Shows

"The Valencia team got a free kick nearly 30 meters away from the goal. This is not a suitable distance for a direct attack, but for Chu Yang, it is not impossible to score the ball from such a position."

The current Chu Yang is not as famous as he was in the West Second Division, but a real world-renowned player. Not only are the fans talking about his goals, but also the defenders who may have interacted with him have also studied them seriously.

Except for some brain fans who don't know much about football and some blind Chu Chui, everyone's conclusions are similar.

Chu Yang's breakthrough is top-notch, his shooting is top-notch, and his free kicks are god-level.

Although this serving position is far away, Casillas did not dare to be careless at all. He adjusted the human wall over and over again, and he did not signal to start until he thought it was safe.

For such a distance, the sky-defying arc is naturally the first choice.

Chu Yang retreated more than ten meters, took small steps on the spot, then ran up and shot.

The moment the ball leaves his feet, he feels it.

The football blasted out like a cannonball, drew an exaggerated arc and turned towards the goal.

The speed of the ball was so fast that many spectators and fans in front of the TV could not see it clearly. In the blink of an eye, the football had already bypassed the wall and flew to the goal.

Just when the football was about to fly into the goal, Casillas suddenly rushed over like an agile leopard, and hit the football accurately with both hands.

Chu Yang narrowed his eyes.

This is the first time that the sky-defying arc was saved when it hit the door frame.

"As expected, he is indeed one of the most powerful goalkeepers in the world." Mo Ya patted Chu Yang's shoulder and sighed regretfully.

After seeing the football successfully bypassing the wall, he also thought that the goal was about to be scored, but he didn't expect Casey's reaction to be so fast that such a goal could be scored.

The Real Madrid fans in the stands gave Caesillas a warm applause, and the voice of "Saint Iker" resounded through the Bernabeu.

Also from the Real Madrid youth training camp, this one received much better treatment than Lecco.

Casey drove the ball with a big foot, patted his numb palm, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he didn't see how the football flew over, but he had studied Chu Yang's free kick and knew which direction the ball would probably go when he made a free kick at this distance, so he made a prediction in advance. After Chu Yang shot, he threw it like a penalty kick.

Half relying on feeling and half relying on luck actually caught him.

Before everyone in Valencia had time to regret, Real Madrid's counterattack had already come.

It was Luo Ze who got the ball.

He received a pass from Casey in his own half, then cooperated with Figo to shake off Letta, and passed the ball to Figo again before Samps was about to steal.

Figo dribbled the ball along the right, and Zogo hurried forward to intercept it. Rodri and Sainte also stared closely at Fontaine and Kay as if they were on the verge of a formidable enemy.

Figo's transfer has caused huge controversy, and he is also under tremendous pressure. Barcelona fans have regarded him as a hater, and neutral fans may not feel much better about him now. He can only work hard and get the recognition of Real Madrid fans as soon as possible. Therefore, Figo tried his best in the first few games of this season.

However, he is much smarter than Lecco. He will not compete with Lennon, Lozer and others for the ball, and he is so selfless on the court that many people almost forget that once the leader of Portugal's golden generation really moves, he is also a terrifying existence that can overwhelm a group of defenders by himself.

Zogo was also deceived by his performance in the first half, thinking that he would pass the ball soon, so when Figo made a passing action, he focused a lot of attention on intercepting the pass route, and was rushed by Figo with a light change of direction.

Figo dribbled the ball to the bottom line, looked up and observed the situation in front of the goal. It seemed that he was about to kick a pass, and Zogo, who was chasing back, hurried up to block it, but was cleared by Figo with a light dunk.

Fontaine ran over to meet him, and the two of them had a quick collision into the wall. Rodri, who was intercepting, could only watch helplessly as Figo rushed past him, and then kicked and shot.

The shot was fast and urgent, and it was so close to the goal. Everyone thought it was going to go in, but Saint suddenly jumped out and blocked it with his back.

The football hit Sainte's back, bounced obliquely, and fell towards the upper left corner of the goal like a lob.

Kayo, who had already made a saving posture, was startled, braked quickly, and then rushed to the left of the goal, and narrowly pushed the ball out with his hands.

This attack is destined to be full of twists and turns.

Just when the people of Valencia thought that the crisis had been temporarily lifted, the unguarded Van Kay appeared in front of the football landing without a sound.

The distance here is about five or six meters from the goal. Sainte, who is in charge of defending him, is still touching his back and grinning two or three meters away from him. Anos, who may have blocked him, has just stepped into the penalty area, and goalkeeper Kayo has just completed a rescue and is now lying in front of the goal.

There are countless ways for Kaye to make it easy.

Then he chose the one that made Real Madrid fans hug their heads the most.

I saw Kay looking up at the football, suddenly turned his back to the goal, then swung his right leg sideways, and kicked the falling football with his heel.

Zlatan Ibrahimovic, the scorpion wagging its tail.

Of course, here, people called him Chu Yang's dragon wagging its tail.

After finishing learning, celebrate learning to shoot and defeat Chu Yang in Chu Yang's way. This is probably Kay's truest thought.

If it succeeds, it might be a good story, but if it fails... I'm afraid it's not just a joke.

Kaye is destined to become one of the biggest jokes of the year.

He kicked the ball so high, soared over the bar, off the baseline, and managed to make the Valencia fans laugh out their eight-pack abs.

Kayo, who was lying on the ground looking desperately at Kai's shot, couldn't help laughing.

Fontaine, who also witnessed Kay's shot all the way, turned his head, shook his head slightly, and turned to leave.

Figo, who was still regretting for missing a goal, opened his mouth slightly, and there was a weird expression on the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, bowed his head, and walked away.

There were bursts of laughter from the sidelines of the court, making Kay's face directly turn into a liver color.

Chinese netizens went into a collective frenzy.

"The action is [-]% and there is no comment on the effect."

"It's not enough to imitate other people's jerseys, but also want to imitate others to wag their tails. Lao Fan has gone further and further on the road of copying Chuyang."

"I beg the shadow area in the hearts of Real Madrid fans."

"Real Madrid fans here, please let me go."

"It turns out that there is still a difference between a buyer's show and a seller's show."

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