green waist king

Chapter 23

"Yang, it's Yang! He predicted the route of the ball in advance, and he reached out and poked the ball away before Hutchinson!" Andy Gray's tone was very surprised.

You must know that Mo Yang was in the right half of Leeds a few seconds ago, which shows that Mo Yang guessed Wallace's thoughts in advance.

And he knew how bad Mo Yang's defense was. He didn't expect Mo Yang to show such an excellent interception awareness this time.

On the field, Sheffield Wednesday's players retreated quickly. They had experienced many times before that under the leadership of this Chinese midfielder, Leeds' offensive speed was terrible.

Mo Yang quickly dribbled the ball forward, while observing around, he found that Harrison and Costa on the left and right roads had been marked to death by Sheffield Wednesday's full backs.

The Bamford boy was accompanied by Sasso and another centre-back, Tom Reese.

Mo Yang found that Xie Wednesday's defense was very good this time. He didn't find a chance to pass the ball forward. If he forced the pass, he would only lose possession of the ball.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Mo Yang decided to go it alone. He is not only good at passing the ball, and the old man gave him the freedom to use it, which seems a bit wasteful.

So Mo Yang dribbled the ball and rushed, but as soon as he crossed the midfield, the big black man who had a lingering soul came up to meet him aggressively.

Jose Semedo was behind the defensive midfielder. He turned around and ran to the backcourt when Mo Yang intercepted the ball. He had been waiting here for a long time.

Mo Yang slowed down, this time he learned to be smart, and started pedaling the bicycle without waiting for Semedo to get close.

Semedo was taken aback, and remembered that Carvajal had briefly introduced Mo Yang before the game, saying that the Chinese kid seemed to have good skills at his feet.

Semedo was bluffed, so he didn't rush up immediately, bent over and retreated slowly, while keeping his eyes fixed on Mo Yang, preventing Mo Yang from breaking through from both sides.

He made up his mind, if he couldn't guard against it, he would immediately reach out and grab Moyang.

Mo Yang and Semedo exchanged glances, their eyes were full of smiles, and they began to change their movements.

Soon Semedo was dumbfounded, a pair of bright white eyes on the black face wanted to stare out, with a look of hell.

In Semedo's sight, Mo Yang's body began to shake sharply from side to side.

Whenever Mo Yang's body swayed to the left, the ball under his feet would be flicked to the left by his right foot, then rolled to his left foot, bounced, and quickly rolled back to the right.

And whenever Mo Yang's body swayed to the right, the ball would be pushed to the right by his left foot, and then continue to bounce back to the left on the inside of his right foot.

Just shaking back and forth like this, an extremely simple deep-fried ball was played by Mo Yang, which dazzled Semedo, and even had the illusion that there was something wrong with his eyes.

The key is that the frequency of Moyang's feet and body shaking is still very fast. Semedo clearly knows what this kid is going to do, but his body tells him to reject him, and he can't keep up with this fast frequency shaking.

After not being able to last long, Semedo's knees softened and he was directly shaken to the ground.

Semedo sat on the ground, looking at Mo Yang's back, with a wry smile on his face, he suddenly thought of his friend Cristiano who was far away in Real Madrid, Spain.

When facing Mo Yang just now, he really had the illusion that he was facing Cristiano. The technical characteristics of this Chinese and Cristiano in Portugal were really very similar.

"boom!!!"

After watching this heart-pounding slow-motion replay, more than 4 fans suddenly exploded again, shaking Elland Road Stadium again and again.

"oh!!!!!! my god!!!!!!"

"I can't believe it's fried meatballs! Oh my God!!!" Andy Gray held his head and pulled his hair, his eyes puffed out, looking like his three views had completely collapsed.

Hall, who was also in the studio, was also dumbfounded and dumbfounded. What kind of fairy ball is this!Fried meatballs are played like this, you have to kneel when God comes!

It took Mo Yang a little time to get past Semedo. Most of Xie Wednesday's players returned to defense, and Hutchinson immediately came up to make up for it.

But Mo Yang, who had completely let go, continued to charge without fear at all.

As soon as he got close to the arc top of the restricted area, Mo Yang discovered through observation that Hutchinson was making a continuous sinking movement. Mo Yang immediately knew what this guy was going to do, and a silly smile appeared on his face.

At a position one meter away from Hutchinson, Mo Yang's body suddenly tilted to the left, making a realistic movement of breaking through to the left, then quickly pulled his body back, and began to turn to the right, while quickly pulling his left and right feet alternately. The ball completed a very aura Marseille roundabout.

As for Hutchinson, who fell to the ground and shoveled, with a face full of astonishment, he slid across from the left side of Moyang in a flash, becoming another background.

"Yang beat Hutchinson again, oh my god, Yang is kicking like crazy!" Andy Gray was intoxicated, and he really enjoyed watching Mo Yang surpass others.

In the penalty area, the Sheffield Wednesday players were facing a formidable enemy, but under the arrangement of captain Sasso, the division of labor had already been clearly defined, and the Leeds players in the penalty area were closely watched.

Sasso stepped forward to get in position and kept a distance of more than one body from Mo Yang to prevent Mo Yang from taking a long shot, but there was a gap on his left side.

This is the gap he deliberately left. As long as the Chinese kid dares to take the ball into this gap, Reese on the left behind him will immediately lean over and give the Chinese kid a close-door defense.

In the penalty area, although Bamford, Hernandez, Harrison, and Costa took away the defensive players through continuous running, they wanted to create a pass gap for Moyang, but the effect was not great.

"After Yang passed Hutchinson, he continued to dribble forward!" Andy Gray blushed, "Sheffield did a good job defending on Wednesday, and Yang doesn't seem to have any passing routes!"

Mo Yang saw the gap, but he didn't pass the ball. Out of the corner of his eye, he peeked at the upper left corner of the goal, and then rushed over with the ball.

Seeing that Mo Yang was fooled, Sasso was ecstatic, and immediately hooked Rees with his hand behind his back, and Rees immediately leaned over, ready to close the door.

But when Mo Yang came in front of them, the two partners felt that the ball suddenly landed on the back of Mo Yang's heel, and then saw the ball bounced inexplicably, and then Mo Yang made a slightly concealed hook movement with his right foot, The ball flew straight up.

Mo Yang took the opportunity to collapse his body and abruptly slipped between the two of them.

The goalkeeper Pris didn't expect Mo Yang to rush in at all, and he abandoned the goal in a panic, but this move made him regret a few seconds later.

Pris's sight was blocked by Sasso and the other two, but when he rushed out, he found that there was no ball under Mo Yang's feet, but a black shadow flew by on the ground, and his crotch was a little wet in fright.

Looking back stiffly, I saw the ball just flew in from the bottom edge of the crossbar.

The goal was born, and the entire Elland Road Stadium was silent for a second, and then, like a volcanic eruption, a bang of cheers sounded like thunder.

In the sideline coaching area, Bielsa, who was squatting with dull eyes, knelt directly on the ground, while Frank and others on the coaching bench rushed out like crazy.

"I, I, I can't use words to describe my mood at this moment! Let me rest for a while!"

In the studio, Andy Gray's face was as red as blood, and he sat on a chair with his hands on his chest. He only felt a little pain in his heart, and his heart was a little uncomfortable.

"GOOOOOAAAAAL!!!"

Hall waved the microphone, screaming like crazy!

"Yang's rainbow was so small that he didn't even take off. It looked like Yang was running, and the ball suddenly flew up from behind. It's unbelievable! This goal is full of imagination. force!"

"Ha! Another one has been conquered, the amazing Chinese!" Andy Gray laughed directly.

On the square, Wei Mingming stared dumbfounded at the goal. All the Leeds fans around him went crazy, waving their jerseys and howling.

Some female fans were so crazy that they even took off their jerseys and danced there in their underwear. Wei Mingming's face was flushed and his ears were dry at the sight of the magnificence.

At this moment, Wei Mingming's dislike of football was dispelled, and he felt as if he had become the person he once hated so much.

Watching Mo Yang's game is simply an unparalleled visual enjoyment!

Those extraordinary movements, that nimble and elegant posture made him feel emotionally surging when he thought of it, and it would be hard to calm down for a long time!

The only 5000 thank you Wednesday fans at the scene were also conquered by Mo Yang at this moment, and they all stood up and responded to Mo Yang's phenomenal miraculous performance with applause.

"In 45 minutes of regular time, Leeds United tied the score with Yang's miraculous goal!" Andy Gray took a break for a while and began to explain with a smile. He decided that he must bring a heart-saving pill to watch Yang's games in the future.

On the field, after repeated urging by the referee, Leeds United ended their celebration and walked towards the center circle surrounded by Mo Yang, chatting and laughing along the way.

Xie Wednesday's players all stared at Mo Yang non-stop, which is really rare.

The British Championship has always been described as a rough league by the outside world, with no skills and tactics at all.

This report is not distorting the facts. It is true that there are many teams in the British Championship who play in the traditional English style, advocating physical confrontation and long passes. The game is often played as a rugby game. This is actually caused by the limited ability of the players.

They have been in the British Championship for so many years, and they have never seen such an amazingly talented player like Mo Yang. This style should be the most suitable for La Liga.

Not long after the game restarted, the referee blew the whistle to end the first half.

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