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Chapter 167 Two B's

The game against Beckham can be played in a rough way, but the game against Ronaldinho must be delicate.

Liu Hao did not rush to make a move. He looked left and right. The space on both sides had indeed been compressed to zero, and there was no chance to bypass the human wall from both sides. After he returned to the original place, he was considered to have given up.

The first row of human walls is dead, and the second row of human walls is divided into two small interceptor walls, standing on both sides of the first row of human walls, extending to the left and right sides, and there are two tall men guarding the left and right columns.

Kahn stretched his hands to both sides and narrowed the goal space again... This is not the main goal, but more like a seven-a-side wicket.

Fortunately, Liu Hao still has unique experience in this kind of small door.

Isn’t seven-a-side football such a big goal?

Usually, there is no so-called blind spot for this kind of goalkeeper, and he can only catch him off guard or make him make a mistake in judgment. Speed ​​and strength are the most important, but angle becomes less important.

Of course, I have to add a little bit of luck... Liu Hao weighed it in his heart.

Although the changes in the rules have increased the fun of the game, they have less room for performance. The semi-finals are like nouveau riche. They spend as much money, but the finals are like difficult households. They have to be careful when doing anything with less money...

However, if the elevator ball was launched as soon as he came up, Kahn would be on guard, especially Ronaldinho was still watching...

The wall in front of him made him feel the urge to die. After thinking for a while, Liu Hao still made his first shot.

Shot with right foot.

Yes, anyway, there is a chance to get twenty feet, so why not numb Kahn's nerves slowly first?

"Oh, look at his shooting posture. He first shot with his right foot!" Huang Jianxiang exclaimed unexpectedly. When he was in the locker room just now, he did not ask the guy what strategy to use to deal with the finals.

Ronaldinho's expression became focused. It was said that Liu Hao's right foot was injured. Is it true?

Kahn is on high alert and dares not be careless. Even if he is a third-rate player in front of him, he cannot concede the goal because of his carelessness. What's more, if he is scored by a third-rate player, he will be even more laughed at.

The angle of the running assist position is so big, it must be a repin! Kahn's judgment is so. When Liu Hao ran, his attention was always focused on the right side of the goal.

Liu Hao did not hesitate, the ball he kicked was quite powerful. At that moment, Kahn had already made preparations to fly to the right, but he was about to fly, and the football flew faster than him...

Whoosh! It's heaven.

Awesome! Awesome! Awesome!

Boos were everywhere outside the field, like driving a cattle, obviously mocking.

There is no way, and he was recognized by fans before because he had not met a Brazilian yet. Two-thirds of the stadium were Brazilians, so he naturally became a fan who supported Ronaldinho.

"The power is very strong, but this ball is so high that it can knock down the plane... This ball is out of standard!" The Universal host was amused, "Even if I go on the court, I can't play such a bad ball. Unlike the player who entered the finals, generally speaking, even if his feet are unbalanced, it is not to this extent. Although injury can be an excuse, he can play such a strong ball. I really doubt whether his right foot was really that terrifying at that time."

This guy! I really didn't expect it! Do you want to confuse me? Thinking of Liu Hao keeping handing balls in the semi-finals, Kahn felt inexplicably uneasy. He was afraid of snake bites for ten years, and afraid of ropes...

The first ball was contributed to the sky like this. Liu Hao frowned and ended without saying a word, as if he was quite dissatisfied with his right foot.

Ronaldo bent down, reached out to touch the grass, then gestured a cross on his chest, and then walked to the free throw point.

"This guy's ** is still so **, I miss it so much..." Christina's eyes stared at the big screen and couldn't help but sigh.

This made his partner think deeply, and no matter how he thought about it, he felt that the trick was too big.

Brazilians are open, and even Huang Jianxiang's ears are raised and listened. Isn't it too early to discuss such an ambiguous topic in broad daylight?

Ronaldinho also chose to shoot with his right foot. He just looked up and started running and shooting.

He shouted softly, and the arc ball of the inner instep of his surname flew out, with great force, and the ball was straight on the upper left corner of the goal.

At the same time, Kahn flew over like a lion, and rubbed the ball slightly with his fingertips on his right hand. The ball changed a little to the left and hit the face of the person guarding the post! He no longer had the strength to rush into the goal net.

Alas! The stadium was filled with endless sighs!

If the guy without the goal post existed, the ball could not be stopped by Kahn's courage alone. Kahn's fingers only slightly changed the direction of the ball, but because of that little change, the ball touched the guy's big face, and the big face was still. The ball could not hit a big face as stable as Mount Tai, and could only be blocked!

"Is that guy Brazilian?! I don't know how to dodge?" The male host slapped the table in desperation, very dissatisfied with his Brazilian male compatriots.

"Have you ever seen such a white Brazilian? I look like Argentina next door!" Christina was also angry, biting her teeth lightly, and her delicate ** was as bright as two flowers.

Ronaldinho grinned and smiled brightly. Although his buck teeth disappeared after plastic surgery in 2013, it still makes people feel very happy when they smile. His index finger swung back and forth in the air, as if he was saying to God - you are really kidding!

"It is indeed wise for Oliver to put two people next to the goal post, otherwise Ronaldinho might have made a sneak attack with his first shot. Thanks to the Argentine..." Huang Jianxiang smirked in private, and as Christina said, thanking the Argentine. Without him, Liu Hao might have lost one goal first.

"But, Ronaldinho's ability to complete such a high-quality shot means that he is in very good shape!"

Alas, the strength was still a little less. After Ronaldinho sat on the turf again, he couldn't help but rub his own **. Except for himself, no one would know what the real reason was that he didn't score...

After Liu Hao came up again, he also imitated Ronaldinho, glanced at the goal, and shot!

Still right foot! The shooting route was changed to the lower right corner!

"This guy wasted his second kick so unwisely! Is he going to repeat the tense situation in the semi-finals again? Can't he be more determined by his right foot? How many birds are there in Brazil enough for him to beat him!" Huang Jianxiang was very dissatisfied with his hasty kick. He was kicking the right foot so quickly, trying to death!

Kahn was unable to display his ability to save the ball again, almost blinded by the setting sun in the sky.

It seems that his right foot is really a big problem, otherwise he would not have been wasted such a waste!

"Although the martial arts in the world are only fast and fast, he must have a goal. He has become a lot better at fighting birds, haha." The male host next door laughed. For him, if Liu Hao missed one more goal, Ronaldinho's chances of winning were 10%. After all, Ronaldinho was the second to play.

It doesn't have to be so fast, not even a minute of rest time! The sun hasn't set, so there is time. Ronaldinho stood up reluctantly and returned to the free throw position.

This time he didn't kick up immediately, staring at the front for about ten seconds, keeping aiming at the far end of the goal...

I want to confuse me with my eyes? Kahn despised me. It would be fine if he was extraordinary. He even wanted a free kick, but he wanted to play a gamble!

The ball roared! Kahn flew to the right without hesitation!

But the next moment he was stunned...

How could this guy play in the middle! It's neither left nor right, but in the middle! This is not a penalty...

"Caan's mistake made Ronaldinho score a point! Take a step forward on the road to winning the championship! The smart Ronaldinho!"

The second kick was fasted, the first goal! The deafening call of the stadium is no less than the goal in the World Cup final. You may really be the World Cup final. Whoever scores the first goal will win the final victory, because this goal is really too difficult to break.

So terrible! It was indeed a trick, and Liu Hao was slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, Ronaldinho's thoughts were similar to his. He also thought of what he thought of, and he deserved to be Ronaldinho...

When standing in front of the goal for the third time, Liu Hao still chose to shoot with his right foot.

"Ronaldinho is one goal ahead. Why does he choose his right foot? He should try it once? If he has gambled ten chances of his right foot, then he is just a big deal!" Yu Baojin in front of the TV was uneasy. "Kicking this thing is actually tactical, a bit like Tian Ji's horse racing. He kicked his right foot twice, and he should use his left foot to recover his disadvantage."

"You know, don't look at Liu Hao being honest. This guy has more tricks than anyone else. Just like his private money, it's always endless!" Yang Zongxian did not agree with Yu Baojin's statement. He also knew Liu Hao quite well and used private money as an image metaphor. In the past, he always heard Liu Hao complain in front of him, saying that his wife was in charge of his money, but he never saw that he was really tight.

Fortunately, his relatives and friends were not around, otherwise you would have drowned Liu Hao by your word.

I saw Liu Hao still standing in the run-up position of the first two times, staring at the ball attentively. This time he didn't even look at the goal.

Kahn calmed down and looked at Liu Hao. This guy was stubborn and had to shoot to the bottom with his right foot, with no angle at the first two feet. This time, even if he was kicked well, the ball should not be much better. At most, it would be an intra-rotary ball! He was wrong in his judgment of Ronaldinho's shot, and this time he should not be wrong.

But... his eyes were blurred again, "Outer instep?"

He didn't even respond.

The ball did not go around the right side at all, but turned left into the upper left corner!

"Damn it! The left foot outside the instep!"

It was both an inner arc, but this guy used his left foot, and the ball he pulled out flew to the upper left corner! Just like being fooled by Ronaldinho just now, he was deceived again. Who knew that Liu Hao would shoot with his left foot! That running-up posture is not like kicking with his left foot at all!

"Cunning Liu! So cunning!" When complimenting Ronaldinho, the male host used the word "smart" to describe Liu Hao, and used the word "crawling". People with different preferences are indeed treated differently! Huang Jianxiang felt very uncomfortable in his ears, so he shouted loudly: "This is called a strategy, do you understand? How can a person who is uneducated, runs to the Global TV host the program?"

Ronaldinho just led two minutes ago, Liu Hao also used his deception to get a point. His deception was more hidden than Ronaldinho's, making Kahn unable to defend!
Chapter completed!
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