Chapter 591: Cut off the attack and go alone

Zhao Hanzhang stood opposite Zhang Xiaobao, and his heart was ups and downs. He was expecting and worried. He was expecting that Zhang Xiaobao's skills were not as good as those of the midfield that had just gone down. He was worried that his judgment was wrong, so Zhang Xiaobao had secretly practiced it.

"Xiao Bei, tell the emperor, how good is your brother's skill?" Li Longji now sat in the winner's lineup without any responsibilities and asked Xiao Bei who was using a telescope to see the situation on the field.

Bei Bei put away his telescope and said uncertainly: "Okay, that's OK, I should know some general skills."

"Really?" Li Longji was also unsure.

"It's almost the same, uncle, have you seen when my brother touched the ball?" Xiao Bei found evidence to prove that he was right.

"I haven't seen him performing kung fu yet. When he went back to Huashan to discuss swordsmanship, he went up like flying. Xiao Bei, your team's No. 6, I think there is a greater future for development. Just leave it to me and train well..."

"Uncle Emperor, you're about to watch the game, it's time to start, look at brother." Xiao Bei once again blocked the telescope in front of his eyes and shouted loudly.

"A family is sophisticated." Li Longji said angrily.

The game on the court did begin. Zhao Hanzhang called the two forwards to his side, and also learned from the Changsheng team to create a midfield and set up a two-three-five formation.

The Wanjiang team, who lost eleven goals, is still No. 15 responsible for the offense. Opposite him is Zhang Xiaobao. He is also unsure, but he still rushed up bravely. He is betting that Zhang Xiaobao has so many things every day and cannot get some time to practice.

When Zhang Xiaobao saw the other party’s serious expression, he smiled slightly and started to meet him.

"Cover." No. 15 shouted, and No. 9 next to him hurriedly ran towards No. 15 left, preparing to receive No. 15's pass.

Zhang Xiaobao faced Fang No. 15 straight, stretched his right foot forward, and made an action to hook the ball back. No. 15 did not hesitate at all, and plucked the ball with his left foot and passed the ball towards Fang No. 9's position. Zhang Xiaobao's right foot suddenly landed on the ground, stretched his left leg from horizontally, and with a loud bang, the left heel blocked the pass of No. 15.

This is the simplest blocking. Defensive players often use it to confuse people with the backward legs that stretch their legs to block the ball.

No. 15 was stunned. He just saw Zhang Xiaobao's movements. He had obviously put out his right foot and he could pass the ball by himself. Why did he suddenly have such an action?

It was too late to chase the ball when he wanted to chase the ball. Not to mention that he was stunned for a moment, it would be too late even if he was not stunned. He needed to turn around to chase the ball, so Zhang Xiaobao started it directly.

The opponent has three forwards, a little far from No. 15, and Zhang Xiaobao chased the ball.

When the opponent's forward No. 8 stretched out his foot, Zhang Xiaobao gently picked the ball under the football, just picking the ball over the opponent's head. Before the ball fell naturally, Zhang Xiaobao jumped forward, and pointed the ball quickly with his head. He gently paddled his right knee and went straight to the left, just blocking the opponent's No. 17's body.

The last forward in front of Zhang Xiaobao thought there was an opportunity, so he stretched out his foot. Zhang Xiaobao used his right foot in advance to pull the ball back to the right, and continued to lean against the opponent's No. 17, and completed a 270-degree turn against No. 17. During the turn, he touched the ball with his left foot and kicked it out, which was an irregular Masse circling.

From the beginning of picking the ball to the head point, removing the knee pad, returning with the right foot, and kicking away with the left foot when completing the turn movement, Zhang Xiaobao passed through the opponent three people.

Every move seems to be about to get someone to grab the ball, but it always encounters it a little bit in advance.

The audience watching the game went crazy. Watching Zhang Xiaobao's actions in just a few seconds from stealing the ball to throwing five people behind him, the audience jumped and shouted like crazy.

Zhao Hanzhang was stunned and cursed inwardly, "Is he still a human being?" and rushed forward with a tough bullet.

Zhang Xiaobao's speed has increased at this moment, and there are still five people behind him who want to chase him, but it is too late.

Looking at the opponent's three midfielders, Zhang Xiaobao's feet quickly rushing, his body's center of gravity constantly changing, using the dual skills of pendulum extraordinary and bicycle riding, Zhao Hanzhang and the other two could not determine what he was going to do, whether it was to pass or pass, which direction was the passing and which side was passed?

"General Zhao, be careful." Zhang Xiaobao was getting closer and closer to Zhao Hanzhang, shouting, thrusting the ball to the left with his left foot, pushing forward with an outer corner of his right foot, and passing the ball directly through Zhao Hanzhang's fall. When he saw Zhang Xiaobao thrusting the ball with his left foot just now, his right foot moved and wanted to stop him, thinking that Zhang Xiaobao passed by his right side, so he was penetrated.

Seeing Zhang Xiaobao go around his left side and want to turn around, he found that the center of gravity was still on his right leg. He tried his best to turn his head and shout behind him: "Stop him."

Then he fell down because of this move of turning his head.

Zhang Xiaobao is facing only one midfielder at this moment, and the other wants to learn from the midfield of the win team. He runs to the side, but now he can't run back.

The midfielder with the chance to intercept was No. 20. He watched Zhang Xiaobao break through from such a distance, then penetrate the ball from under Zhao Hanzhang's crotch, and then watch Zhang Xiaobao rushing towards him, and suddenly felt powerless. The only thing he could do was to regress from the opponent.

The two defenders of No. 12 and No. 13 also didn't care about the opponent's No. 1 and No. 6 running positions. They gritted their teeth and came forward one after another, intending to cooperate with No. 20 to defend themselves. As for whom Zhang Xiaobao passed the ball to, they couldn't care. The most important thing was that Zhang Xiaobao couldn't keep pulling the ball into the goal here from his backcourt.

Zhang Xiaobao had no intention of passing the ball, and quickly came to the opponent's No. 20, and directly revolved again, rushing towards the opponent's last two defenders with the ball.

On the 20th, there was no way to deal with the action Zhang Xiaobao did. It just pulled a hand when Zhang Xiaobao turned around, but it didn't affect the other person.

When facing the opponent No. 12, Zhang Xiaobao slowed down suddenly and pulled the ball backward because No. 12 was a little left in front of him, while No. 13 was a little right. If he trolled the ball to the left, it would be very difficult to go from No. 12 to the right, and No. 13 could run over.

As soon as Zhang Xiaobao pulled the ball with his left foot, he clicked on the ball with his right foot. His left side faced No. 12 and No. 13 suddenly had an idea in his mind. He wanted to use that move, so he moved to his right together, intending to stop him when Zhang Xiaobao turned around and then dribbled the ball.

But Zhang Xiaobao did not do Marcelo's circling this time. He twitched his right foot and suddenly twitched the ball forward again, leaving the straight line defending from No. 12 and No. 13. He twitched the ball with his left foot and then tapped his right foot again. His body had changed direction and faced the opponent's goal. He was facing the opponent's left when he turned sideways just now.

The 12th and 13th had just arrived at the position. After Zhang Xiaobao finished the movement, he found that Zhang Xiaobao ran over so far away from him.

The two people hurriedly chased back. No. 13 was closer and they ran quickly. They bit and chased them hard. Zhao Hanzhang, who could not catch up in the midfield, shouted: "Foof, foul, the goalkeeper can't defend him."

"Ah~!" No. 13 shouted, and didn't know whether to answer Zhao Hanzhang or encourage him. His waist bent down and his hands were retracted in front of him.

Zhang Xiaobao swept his eyes and was very helpless. He could guess what the opponent No. 13 was going to do. He must have wanted to do the goalkeeper's save, but he planned to kill someone.

With a look, the opponent's goalkeeper took two steps forward, bent down and waited, probably holding the same purpose as No. 13 and rushing to the person.

Seeing that he had arrived in front of the penalty area, Zhang Xiaobao had no intention of playing penalty with the opponent, so he adjusted his posture slightly, turned around and raised his feet to draw the middle of the football, and pulled up his feet.

With a muffled bang, the ball was pulled up, like a cannonball, and as the audience was watching, it flew towards the goal of Wanjiang Team.

The generals in the stands were startled and shot. When they saw the ball flying, they felt relieved. If they flew down according to this situation, they would fly out of the goal.

Someone in the audience sighed first.

Zhao Hanzhang also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Zhang Xiaobao is not a big deal... Damn, how did it get in?"

"I've entered, I've entered..." The audience was also stunned, and then someone was the first to cheer, and everyone waved their arms and shouted.

Li Longji also wanted to get up and applaud, but Xiao Bei next to him was jumping with his shoulder pressed on him, so he couldn't stand up.

Zhang Xiaobao on the field saw the ball in, exhaled gently, and smiled at No. 13, who had just retracted the pounce, and said: "If you really pounce on me, you will easily be sent off by a red card, but it is better than No. 11 before."

"No, no." No. 13 shook his head hard, not admitting.

Zhang Xiaobao would not have to let others admit it, but just said that, he raised his hand and waved it around, which attracted louder shouts from the audience.

He has surpassed the cheers of the No. 6 team, because no matter how good he plays No. 6 football, he is just a member of Cuju. Zhang Xiaobao represents the reputation of the Tang Dynasty and has long become an idol in the hearts of the people of the Tang Dynasty.

Idols are always the best, even if you do something wrong occasionally, you can forgive me, let alone Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan who have never missed it.

"Da Tang, Xiaobao, Da Tang, Xiaobao." I don't know who led the way to shout first, so the audience adjusted and shouted together.

Unlike the slogan of "The Eternal Win No. 6" when shouting No. 6, the audience shouted the Tang Dynasty when they shouted Zhang Xiaobao. They believed that Zhang Xiaobao was qualified to represent the Tang Dynasty and represent them.

The goalkeeper of Wanjiang team was still looking at the football in the net behind him, blankly and motionless. He couldn't understand why this happened. It was obviously a flight out.

Wang Juan, who sat in the position of the commentator and had not spoken, finally spoke: "What you saw just now was an attack from the Changsheng team. The player Zhang Xiaobao successfully stole the football, broke through all the way, brought the ball to the front of the pair, and kicked out a beautiful fallen leaf ball, so that we can continue to enjoy the game."

Wang Juan's mouth is far worse than Zhang Xiaobao. Not to mention explaining football, she has never sold Thirteen Scent. She just wanted to explain it as Zhang Xiaobao, but unfortunately she didn't know where to start. Zhang Xiaobao's movements were too fast, so she had to remain silent.

She could understand, but couldn't keep up with the pace.

After Wang Juan finished speaking, the audience cheered gradually calmed down.

Zhao Hanzhang also reacted, looking at his own goal, frowned tightly. He regretted it. If he had known this, he would not have let Zhang Xiaobao come up. Wouldn't it be enough to have a number six?

Who came up with the idea? It's so terrible. Now, I'm fine. There's one more main force. No wonder Wang Juan advised Zhang Xiaobao to ask him to get less. This is the reason.

"The ball is kicked out and the kickoff is on your own. You can find a position and learn the winning team." Zhao Hanzhang first shouted to the stunned goalkeeper, and then shouted at the other people in his team.

The players of Wanjiang team were really obedient and learned the players of the always-win team to stand, found a relative position, and formed a four-four-two formation.

After seeing this, Wang Juan was even more speechless. Have you practiced? You dare to form a formation and really think that it’s enough to stand in a good position? That will change constantly.

When Wang Juan complained in her heart, the competition began again.

It was still Wan Jiang's team who kicked off because they kept losing. On the 15th, he looked at Zhang Xiaobao and was a little furious. As soon as he got the ball, he hid Zhang Xiaobao and ran away from him.

Zhang Xiaobao really didn't chase him. He just kept his position. If it weren't for his identity here, he wouldn't want to score the goal himself just now, and the pressure he was under was quite a bit.

But he understood that he had to do this, and to play strongly, giving his team confidence is secondary, and his players would have known their abilities long ago.

What needs to be confidence is the people of the Tang Dynasty. Only an omnipotent Zhang Xiaobao can mobilize the people well and organize them to develop the Tang Dynasty, which is almost impossible.

Therefore, no matter how difficult it is, I have to work hard to do it. Just like the construction of the Tang Dynasty, even if I am so tired that I have no strength and encounter difficulties, I will go home and hug Wang Juan and cry with me, and I will be extremely strong in front of outsiders.

Of course, it has not reached the point where he and Wang Juan are tired of crying. I should be glad that the officials still have a moral reputation in their hearts, and glad that the people are still understandable and simple, and the court has never lost its credibility.

Zhang Xiaobao was thinking about things in his mind and changed with the team. There was no need to think about the situation on the field. The opponent could not score a goal unless the opponent had a very powerful forward who could kick a full moon scimitar forty meters away from the goal.

"The Changsheng team broke the ball and was organizing the offense. The ball was passed to Xiaobao's feet and he would dispatch it." As the commentator, Wang Juan could only explain simply using such an explanation method that she looked down upon.

She was really powerless, but she didn't feel embarrassed. She used to listen to professional commentators as well.

The audience obviously did not agree with Wang Juan's commentary. With Zhang Xiaobao's commentary before, you will know the difference after comparison, but the audience will not make a fuss. They understand that the little fairy is specialized in fighting and is not a commentator, and not to mention that they have spoken many terms, which means they have worked very hard.

Just as Wang Juan was explaining weakly, Zhang Fang, among Xiao Bei and his group, came over, and there were only two people from the Miaogu Protective Team around him to protect him. As they came over, the audience gave up a passage.

What moved Zhang Fang the most was that the audience who gave way would stare at the people around them nervously. At this moment, they were the guards of Zhang and Wang's families.

Zhang Fang, who is older than Xiaobei, kept nodding to the audience on both sides, smiling, and secretly swearing in her heart that she must do things well with Xiaobei and others and deal with more bad officials.

This is a special kind of care. If an official bullies the people, he will have to bully the official to death, otherwise he will have the attitude to accept the treatment at this moment?

"Xiaofang, why are you here?" Wang Juan looked at Zhang Fang and asked.

"Sister, can I give you an explanation? I can also imitate my brother." Zhang Fang asked in a low voice.

A hint of relief smile appeared on Wang Juan's face and nodded: "Okay, come on, don't be nervous. Just say whatever you want, and don't be afraid of saying it wrong."

Zhang Fang also smiled sweetly, took the microphone, first tried it twice, then sat on my sister's lap, looked at the situation on the field, and said:

"Now the ever-winning team has organized an offense again. Brother Xiaobao in the midfield dribbled the ball forward, the opponent stepped forward to block the ball, and the opponent's forward was also desperately chasing back. Six people were going to surround Brother Xiaobao, and Brother Xiaobao passed the ball.

The ball was passed to the foot of the No. 14 of the Changsheng team, which was inserted on the left, and passed the front point with a certain arc. The No. 14 should dribble directly forward. He used the technique of riding a bicycle and swept the No. 20 midfielder of Wanjiang team with a fake move and continued to dribble forward.

The forward No. 6 and No. 1 are running forward, looking for a suitable position. Oh, the No. 4 midfielder on the right is also running forward under the gesture of Brother Xiaobao.

The 14th passed the ball, and the ball fell across the entire court and fell to No. 4's feet. No. 4 also passed the ball forward. The ball reached the feet of Brother Xiaobao who assisted. Brother Xiaobao did not continue to pass the ball, and he was still driving forward with the dribbling.

The midfielder No. 17 of Wanjiang team and Zhao... General ran over to Brother Xiaobao. The two were preparing to join forces to break Brother Xiaobao's ball. Brother Xiaobao made a Xiaobao swing, and another one made a oxtail to pass the ball with the opponent's defender No. 12.

A high penalty kick with a lonely high ball was passed, and the ball went straight to the left winger No. 14 of Changsheng Team. No. 14 stopped, jumped up and headed the ball, and passed it from the air to the top of No. 6's head. No. 6 also jumped up, waved his head, and faked the ball. The ball passed, and No. 6 stuck No. 13's starting position.

Then he fell towards No. 1's feet, No. 1 turned sideways, swayed his left leg, and faced the football flying horizontally, volleyed and volleyed vigorously. The ball rushed into the goal of Wanjiang Team with a whistling sound, and scored a goal~~~!

Friends, the score on the field is now the thirteen-goal team leads. Brother Xiaobao has allowed me to see the importance of the mid-middle. This position not only requires defense, but also assists, but also the soul of the entire team. It is not a marshal or a general. It is a general who organizes teams to fight on the battlefield. You can kill yourself and organize a good team.

Nastor Zhang Fang will explain to you.”

Zhang Fang's voice resounded on the stadium, and the audience cheered like a tide, cheering for the goals of the Changsheng Team and also admiring Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan's sister. It was almost agreed that the audience's eyes were all looking at the location of the interviewer.
Chapter completed!