Female President's Ace Soldier

"If you admit that your No. [-] teammate is a football, I don't mind calling a penalty!"

It was still far away from the restricted area of ​​Tunghai University, and it was estimated that these guys from the Futian team would not be able to make any waves, so the referee smiled and joked about Kawashima.

Kawashima was speechless for a moment.

On the side, Takenaka was still lying on the grass and moaning in pain.

Futian in the stands had an ugly expression on his face, and the old boy looked at Sun Guodong angrily and said, "Your school can't afford to lose, right? It's obvious that your team fouled someone from behind. Your referee Why ignore this kind of behavior? I feel that our team is like Italy back then, and your team is simply the embodiment of the XX team in the 02 World Cup."

"Hehe—Mr. Fukuda, you must be short-sighted, right?"

Sun Guodong smiled slightly, pointed to the huge LED display on the opposite side of the stand and said, "Please see clearly, your No. 18 player was knocked down by your No. [-] player. How can you rely on our team?"

Looking at the clear replay screen, Fukuda Yuichi suddenly had nothing to say.

After Ma Minghui held down Hideyoshi's head and put the kid on the ground, Kawashima slammed into his chest like a beast again; Ma Minghui turned his body quickly to one side, quickly grabbed the ball with his right foot, dribbled, and passed people quickly. The momentum takes the football across the midfield.

The commentator saw that Takenaka was still rolling on the ground, but the referee on the side didn't blow his whistle, so he began to comment normally, only to hear the kid shout excitedly with enthusiasm, "Look, our ten No. got the ball again! And he has already passed one of the opponent's players, brought the football across the midfield, and quickly launched a fierce attack from the left side of the court to the opponent. Pay attention-the opponent's NO.13 left back It's plugged in! The opponent's No. [-] also began to quickly return to the defense to make up for the position. No. [-] and No. [-] also quickly surrounded us. Our No. [-] hero hurriedly passed the ball—oh God, he hasn't passed the ball yet mean!"

"This kid doesn't want to play single-handedly, does he?"

Watching Ma Minghui galloping on the court, Zhang Shicong slowly put one hand on his chin, and at the same time frowned his eyebrows in a thoughtful manner.

On the court, Ma Minghui was still running fast like a spinning engine. Seeing that the burly No. 13 player of the opponent hit his chest like a huge locomotive, the kid quickly swung his body, faked twice in a row, and then Driving the football under his feet to the right side, the upper body followed from the left rear to the right front. No. 13 didn't pay attention, and directly collided with Hideyoshi who was running behind Ma Minghui.

The audience watched the two clowns cover their heads with their hands and grinned, and there was a burst of laughter from time to time.

However, Ma Minghui was not disturbed by these guys, and continued to dribble towards the opponent's penalty area. The other members of the Donghai University team guessed that they were serving as a foil, so when they saw Ma Minghui's dribbling breakthrough with ease, they He didn't step forward to fight, but only tried his best to mark the other players of the opponent, so as to reduce their threat to Ma Minghui.

Ma Minghui saw the opponent's No. 23 and No. 23 players surrounding him from his front right again. He quickly used his ankle to sway the football to the left. No. [-] didn't know what to do, and shook his body to block Ma Minghui's way from the left. , Ma Minghui took the opportunity to pick up the football with his toes, and the rolling football suddenly passed under No. That football.

At this time, the football was still outside the penalty area on the left side of the Futian team, and the opponent's No. [-] goalkeeper did not dare to attack rashly.

When No. 23 and No. [-] turned around, Ma Minghui made a quick jump, jumped across the gap between them, and hooked the football back to his feet again.

"Pretty!"

Seeing that Ma Minghui took the ball again, the commentator uttered a roar like a Hedong lion.

The teachers and students in the stands became excited again. After the first two goals, they have realized that as long as Ma Minghui gets the football, the chances of scoring will be greatly improved, so these guys shouted loudly, "Shoot!" ——Shoot the goal!"

"Brother Ma, shoot the goal!" Nangong Lin's heart was also at a critical point. She was afraid that the football under Ma Minghui's feet would be snatched away by the opponent again, or that Ma Minghui would be knocked down by the opponent. She quickly put her right hand into her mouth, nervous Xixi prayed for Ma Minghui.

The moment Ma Minghui took the ball, he already felt that Kawashima was rushing towards him like a mad dog again. In order to protect himself as much as possible, this kid did not take the ball this time, and only used the instep to pick the football to No. 23 The right side of the player, then adjust the body, lift the right leg is a burst shot.

"call--"

The soccer ball flew towards the right foot of the Fukuda team's goal from outside the penalty area on the left side like a strong wind in an instant. Although the No. Drilled under the right armpit.

With a sound of "peng", the football was shot in the middle of the right post of the goal, and then a refraction bounced into the goal of the Futian team.

"Goal again! Our No. [-] captain scored again! Now the score is four to six!"

When the stands boiled again, the commentator shouted ahead of them.

"Long live! Long live brother!" Ma Xiaoyu raised the rattle in his hand and shouted.

Nangong Lin followed and jumped up Lao Gao, "Hahaha, brother Ma really looks good on Miss Ben!"

"Boom boom boom!"

At the same time, the gong and drum team beat the drums that shook the sky.

Sun Guodong and Li Deming once again applauded Ma Minghui's wonderful performance.

Fukuda Yuichi and Mustache were so angry that they stared at each other. At this moment, they also wanted to turn around and leave the table, but they checked the time on their mobile phones, and there were still 6 minutes left. An equalizer?

When Ma Minghui scored again, the teammates of the Tunghai University team threw the kid into the air immediately.

The ordinary guys of the Futian Chamber of Commerce all sighed and glared at each other, only to hear Kawashima grit his teeth and said, "Hideyoshi, Yano, even if the two of you risk being sent off, you must bring down that man surnamed Ma!" Anyway, the game is only a few minutes away, as long as we delay it for a few minutes, we are also victorious!"

"Don't worry, Kawashima-san, I promise to kick that Ma back into his mother's stomach!"

Hideyoshi looked at his spiked shoes, gritted his teeth and replied.

"Call-"

The referee whistled again, and a new round of attack began.

Kawashima, captain of the No. [-] Fukuda team, kicked off the ball. He did not fake the shot this time. He directly adjusted his posture and kicked the football towards Ma Minghui, who was five meters away. He rushed from behind, this time he did not fall to the ground and pretended to tackle the ball, but raised his leg naked and kicked towards Ma Minghui's right hind leg.

"Cao Nima's, little XX will kill him if he can't beat him!"

"It's a poisonous foot! Damn it's a horoscope!"

After seeing the picture on the big screen, the audience in the stands broke into a cold sweat for Ma Minghui.

Ma Minghui saw a few guys muttering at the side just now, and knew that they were going to take a risk to attack him. This kid quickly fell to the grass, and Hideyoshi's thighs and whole body almost flew over his head. Seeing that Ma Minghui dodged Hideyoshi's fierce kick, Yano ran over quickly, raised his foot and kicked Ma Minghui's head hard.

Ma Xiaoyu immediately covered her eyes with heartache, not daring to look directly at the scene.

Nangong Lin shouted immediately, "My little XX of Cao Nima!"

After scolding, she grabbed the mineral water bottle in Zhang Shicong's hand and threw it onto the court.

Seeing this scene in the stands, Futian couldn't help but smiled proudly at Sun Guodong, "Your team's female fans should still be students at school, right? Why are you just throwing rubbish on the field?"

"What she throws is not rubbish, but the resentment in her heart! She is fighting for her compatriots! Hey - I don't think our Tunghai University team can't afford to lose!"

Sun Guodong sighed slightly, and invisibly slapped Futian again.

Fukuda's face suddenly turned red and black with anger.
On the field, Ma Minghui saw Yano kicking towards his head, the boy didn't dodge at all, he just stretched out his hands to block it, Yano didn't expect Ma Minghui's hands to be so powerful, Inadvertently let the gravity of my body lose balance!
With a muffled sound of "beng", Yano stumbled and fell beside Hideyoshi.

Ma Minghui grinned, got up quickly, and kicked the football to Da Zhang who was running on the right. Da Zhang was basically unmarked now, so the kid took the ball and quickly launched an attack from the right.

The commentator then shouted loudly, "Look, No. [-] of our Donghai University team has started to attack. He has already run across the midfield at high speed, surpassed, and broke through! He actually broke through the defense of the two defenders of the Futian team in a row. We are about to break into the opponent's restricted area—"

"Damn it, get rid of him!" Kawashima saw that Da Zhang ran towards his team's goal in such a way that he had to leave Hideyoshi and Yano and continue to deal with Ma Minghui, while he took other players to block Da Zhang's goal. Attacked.