football era

Ten to nine, such a score is enough to make people feel surprised. Even in a professional football match a hundred years ago, the score of penalty kicks is enough to make the world's major sports media talk about it. topic.

Even now, it is definitely very rare to score so many goals in a single game, let alone one side scored double-digit goals.

So when the whistle sounded for the end of the game, the whole team of Daming, although it was a pity, also felt convincing.

"Your offensive ability... I really can't evaluate it." Hong Wu said to Zheng Qi with a sigh.

"It's mainly up to us, Chen Fengxiao, Brother Xiao!" Zheng Qi said.

Lu Xiaotian glared at him - Brother Xiao's name doesn't sound right at all, he looks like a psychopath...

"Scoring seven goals in two consecutive games, this year's number one striker is probably you." Hong Wu said to Lu Xiaotian.

"These two games were played open-ended, so it's nothing." Lu Xiaotian shrugged his shoulders and replied.

Hong Wu shook his head, even if it is a developmental style of play, scoring seven in one game and fourteen in two games, is this something people do?

Of the nine goals scored by the Ming team in this game, only six were scored by their double forwards, and Chang Yuchun, who scored the most goals, only scored four goals. Their performance is not bad, but with Lu Xiaotian Compared with the momentum of crazy goals, it is simply weak.

"The highest record is 27 goals, and you are still short of [-] goals. I kind of hope to see the moment when the new record appears." Hong Wu said leisurely: "I don't regret meeting opponents like you before going downhill. gone."

Zheng Qi and Lu Xiaotian watched the captain of the Daming team walk away, and then looked at each other.

"Don't look at him like that, I think he's telling the truth." Zheng Qi said to Lu Xiaotian.

"I know, but he doesn't know our identities..." Lu Xiaotian replied.

Zheng Qi laughed. If Hong Wu really knew who he was facing, he would probably blush a little when he said such words, right?
"There are three more games. Is it too stressful?" Zheng Qi asked Lu Xiaotian.

Lu Xiaotian snorted with his nose, expressing his disdain.

"If we meet the Soochow team in the next game, it will not be easy for you to score goals." Zheng Qi said.

"Do you want to meet Soochow so much?" Lu Xiaotian asked.

"I'm really hopeful. I want to see what the best defensive team looks like now." Zheng Qi said while rubbing his chin.

"I'm also a little bit. Breaking through such a gate is worth making people feel happy." Lu Xiaotian laughed loudly.

"Tell me, is it possible that other guys participated in this kind of competition?" Zheng Qi asked suddenly.

Lu Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, then fell into deep thought.

Generally speaking, even if professional players play football, they will not participate in this kind of competition. It is a waste of time for them, and as a professional player, they will always have some arrogance, and they are not willing to bully those amateur players, regardless of the highest level of classical football. How awesome are those players. They are amateurs after all. They are not as precise and scientific as professional players in terms of their usual training level. This is also the biggest essential difference between amateurs and professionals.

But the two of them can come to play in the qualifiers in China for various reasons, isn't there anyone else?
"I see that Zhou Gongjin's command is determined, maybe he is Li Chengze." Zheng Qi continued.

"No way?" Lu Xiaotian turned pale with shock.

"I guessed it. How about if we meet Soochow team, you can ask him? Just tell him, you are Lu Xiaotian, and ask him if he is Li Chengze." Zheng Qi said.

"Why didn't you ask?" Lu Xiaotian asked after thinking about it.

"I don't know him well. It's not like you guys. After so many years of entanglement, we get to know each other very well. After a few words, we can know who the other party is." Zheng Qi said.

"In fact, I really don't know him that well, and we haven't spoken much to each other." Lu Xiaotian replied.

"Huh? Isn't that right? Shouldn't you be caring for each other and paying attention to each other, keeping silent on the surface, but reading each other's news several times in private?" Zheng Qi asked.

"How is it possible... I'm not a pervert." Lu Xiaotian rebuffed straight away: "Besides, if you really know that he is Li Chengze, the game will be difficult to fight. If you want to ask, you will ask after the game, and if he is not Li Chengze. , isn’t my identity exposed, I’m also No.1 in the league anyway, and I came here to play classical football, and there’s been a lot of noise when it comes out.”

"Now I am No.1 in the league!"

"Little bastard is arrogant in front of me? Would you believe it if you killed him!"

"Come on!"

Just now, the two chatted privately, and other people didn't know what they said, and then they suddenly found that the two were yelling at each other, and the Overlords players who didn't know what happened quickly came up to try to persuade them...

"It's okay, we just chat casually what will happen if we meet the Soochow team tomorrow." Zheng Qi said.

The others didn't feel anything, but Bawang felt a tightness in his chest—this guy is too outspoken, what if he really meets the Soochow team?
But after thinking about it, the Overlord felt that it was nothing—it was already like this anyway, and if he won this match, he would enter the quarterfinals. After entering the quarterfinals, it would be normal for any strong team to meet. In addition, there are very few teams that can eliminate them. If they meet Soochow, they may also meet Cao Wei or Shu Han. There is not much difference.

After thinking about it this way, Overlord became calm, no matter how bad the schedule was, he had to work hard, otherwise why would he go for the championship?

And these two victories are enough to prove the current strength of the Bawang team!

"Take a good rest today, and come and see our opponent tomorrow." Overlord could only say this in the end.

Lu Xiaotian didn't say much, and then chose to go offline. He is still on vacation, so naturally there is no one around him, only Wen Xiang is by his side.

"Today's game was pretty good, and we scored another seven goals." Wen Xiang said to Lu Xiaotian with a smile.

Lu Xiaotian hummed, but did not continue to answer.

Wen Xiang could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with him. With Lu Xiaotian's temperament, when he heard himself say this, he was not boasting a few words, and then bragging about his awesomeness—even though his personality outside was that of a domineering and cool guy. However, Wen Xiang knew that he was actually a big boy, too naive to grow up.

"What's the matter? I watched your match. Although it looks dangerous, in fact the rhythm of the match is on your side. That boy Zheng Qi is really good. In the next match, you have great hopes of winning the championship." Wen wanted to say.

"Well, it's not bad." Lu Xiaotian continued to nod absent-mindedly.

"What's the matter, are you worried about Zheng Qi? We won't be able to catch up with them in the second half of the season?" Wen Xiang asked.

"Ah? No, that boy Zheng Qi is not bad. Our chances in the second half of the season may not be great, but that won't make me feel any confusion. For the competition, just fight one by one." Lu Xiaotian replied Overwhelmed, he quickly denied it.

"Then why are you so absent-minded? I didn't see any female contestants in the competition." Wen Xiang said intentionally.

"...Because Zheng Qi said a few words to me, I'm thinking about it now." Lu Xiaotian was speechless for a moment, and then quickly answered.

"What are you talking about? This kid has a lot of thoughts, don't be fooled by him." Wen Xiang smiled.

"He didn't say anything else. He just said that maybe other guys in the league will also participate in this competition. He also said that Zhou Gongjin of the Soochow team is thoughtful, accurate in judgment, and his style is very similar to Li Chengze." Lu Xiaotian replied.

"Ah, are you thinking about whether Zhou Gongjin is Li Chengze's problem?" Wen Xiang suddenly realized.

"Yeah, I was wondering if Zhou Gongjin was that guy. If so, it would be a pleasure to play against him in classical football." Lu Xiaotian replied.

"I don't think it should be..." Wen Xiang shook his head.

"Why? Looking at Zhou Gongjin's style, he looks a lot like Li Chengze." Lu Xiaotian said puzzled.

"No matter how similar it is, it can't be him." Wen Xiang said.

"Why?" Lu Xiaotian was even more puzzled now.

"Because Li Chengze's legs are unconscious, although he has become the top player in the football era with great perseverance, but in the game, it is nothing more than allowing him to walk like ordinary people. , we can use various skills to keep our feet from affecting the game, but the classical football game is different, it is all played by feet, how much time does he have to spend to do this? And he is already in football I have spent so much time in the Era professional competition..." Wen Xiang said.

Lu Xiaotian patted his forehead, suddenly realized.

After confronting Li Chengze for so long, psychologically, Lu Xiaotian has long forgotten that Li Chengze is a paralyzed man with no feeling in his legs—not a cripple, at least he can walk with a cane, while Li Chengze can only sit in a wheelchair. It also affects his performance in professional games. After all, people don’t live in the football era. After leaving the holographic cabin, they have to return to real life. Li Chengze’s ability to achieve the top level in the game is already a very impressive thing. It's something people boast about, but as Wen Xiang said, in the game of the football era, the legs are only used for running, so there is not a lot of time to practice, and other skills can be used to make up for it, but classical Soccer is different. There is no such thing as skills. Everything can be done with legs. Naturally, Li Chengze has no experience of walking in reality compared to others. If he wants to have enough outstanding football skills, how much will he have to pay? ?

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaotian smiled wryly: "It seems that I was thinking too much. That guy is indeed worthy of respect, but he won't perform well in classical football."

"Yeah, even if there are guys from other leagues who play classical football, what do they have to worry about? The competition is all there is. In the world of classical football, even if a god-level player comes, it may not be effective." Wen Xiangxiao road.

"You're right, I'm the one who is on the edge, and it seems that Zheng Qi is also on the edge, let's see how I despise him tomorrow." Lu Xiaotian laughed.

Wen wanted to smile slightly.