Glory Greenery

Chapter 529 Flying Volley
"A throw-in by the Chinese team, let's see how our players will take advantage of this opportunity."

"Should we organize the attack, or continue to leave it to Yang Mo?"

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Zheng Zhi prepared to throw the ball out of bounds from the sideline after being cleared by Thiago Silva.

Zheng Zhi's choice will determine the next offensive tactics of the Chinese team.

At this time, because of the long-range shot just now, Yang Mo has completely fallen into the double-team of the Brazilian team.

Seeing Yang Mo surrounded by Marcelo, Gustavo, and Thiago Silva, Zheng Zhi couldn't help but wanted to throw the ball to Hao Junmin not far away.

After all, Yang Mo's current request for money, even those who have confidence in Yang Mo, still don't think Yang Mo can easily complete the ball.

But just when Zheng Zhi had just made his decision, he saw Yang Mo secretly gesture to him, and even winked in the direction of the Brazilian team's penalty area with his eyes.

"Still passing it in? Is there a chance?"

Although Zheng Zhi was well aware of Yang Mo's strength, under such circumstances, he also doubted whether Yang Mo's choice was correct.

But now Yang Mo's command has been made, no matter whether Yang Mo's choice is correct or not, Zheng Zhi understands that he must pass the ball.

Who made Yang Mo the boss of the national team? In the national team, even in the face of the head coach Lippi, Yang Mo always said what he said.

However, throwing it over in a daze like this is obviously inappropriate.

Zheng Zhi thought about it, and first made a gesture to throw the ball in the direction of Hao Junmin.

But at the moment when he shot the ball, he suddenly changed direction and threw it towards the penalty area indicated by Yang Mo.

The football flew high, crossed a conspicuous parabola in the air, and headed towards the upper left corner of the Brazilian team's penalty area.

The moment the football flew out, Yang Mo also moved.

Even though Thiago Silva and Gustavo tried their best to squeeze Yang Mo with their bodies, they didn't want Yang Mo to break free from the encirclement, but unfortunately, their strength was far from Yang Mo's.

A start accelerated, and Yang Mo directly crashed out of the closed door of the two.

That unstoppable posture, even if Thiago Silva and Gustavo staggered, they couldn't maintain their balance, let alone go up to chase Yang Mo.

Seeing Yang Mo rushing towards the landing point of the football, Marcelo, who was not hit by Yang Mo, stepped forward to block it immediately.

At the same time, David Luiz in front of the penalty area also rushed over, preparing to cooperate with Marcelo to attack Yang Mo.

In this case, the players of the national team obviously can't help much, they can only watch Yang Mo fighting alone from a distance.

Faced with the front and back attacks of the two, Yang Mo looked at the football falling rapidly from the sky, and had no intention of getting entangled with the two Brazilian players at all.

He jumped up while running, and used his strong core strength to make himself twist in the air. During the rotation, his left leg was thrown out like a whip, and he slammed on the falling football.

David Luiz, who was rushing forward, didn't rush to defend at all, when he heard a whoosh, the football flew past him.

Yang Mo's sideways volley shot was not only fast, but also from a tricky angle.

The football draws an arc from the inside to the outside in the air, instead of hitting the left side of the near point, it flies towards the right side of the far point at a very small angle.

The goalkeeper of the Brazilian team was completely deceived by Yang Mo's arc. He rushed to the left only to realize that he had jumped in the wrong direction. When he turned back, it was too late.

And this time, God failed to hold the Brazilian team.

The football missed the post and flew straight into the goal, hitting the right side netting.

The ball is in.

"The ball is in! The ball is in!"

"Seven minutes and 46 seconds into the first half! Relying on a chance of a throw-in, Yang Mo volleyed in the air! Helped the Chinese team equalize after only 3 minutes behind!"

"Yang Mo created the history of the Chinese team. Yang Mo scored the first goal of the Chinese team in the Confederations Cup. This is also the first goal of the Chinese team on the stage of the World Series!"

"Facing Yang Mo's imaginative goal, the goal post did not help the Brazilian team anymore!"

"The Brazilian team never imagined that Yang Mo could still seize the opportunity to complete the shot in the state of double-teaming."

"This shot, from Zheng Zhi throwing the ball to Yang Mo's shot, the Chinese team only took one kick!"

"But this kick is a kick that made history. On the stage of the Confederations Cup, we drew one to one with Brazil!"

"Even though we lost this game, Yang Mo's shot has made the whole world see Yang Mo's strength and the strength of Chinese players!"

It has to be said that at such an exciting time, Liu Jianhong's slightly deep voice could not fully reflect his excitement.

If it was Huang Jianxiang who was commenting at this time, I am afraid that he would have stood up and yelled at the great Chinese football champion as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

But no matter what, Yang Mo's goal was really encouraging.

A goal was scored by the Brazilian team in the opening 4 minutes. Many trolls on the domestic Internet have begun to organize their words, ready to spray the national team even if Yang Mo has it, so what, they are not going to make a fool of themselves in the World Series.

But who would have thought that when most of them were still organizing their words, Yang Mo used a goal that created Chinese football history to make these people hold back all their words.

Faced with Yang Mo's amazing skill and jaw-dropping flying volley shot, the domestic Internet was completely occupied by voices praising Yang Mo.

"Tears! In my lifetime, I actually saw the Chinese team score in an international competition, and it was the Brazilian team."

"Yang Mo's goal is so beautiful, I can't describe it in words."

"The score was equalized in 3 minutes, Yang Mo scored too hard!"

"Three people can't stop Yang Mo at all, and the Brazilian team expressed a little embarrassment."

"Yang Mo doesn't save any face for his teammates. I feel sorry for Thiago Silva."

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There is a lot of praise for Yang Mo on the Internet. In fact, Yang Mo's wonderful goal also won massive cheers in the stadium.

Even the Brazilian fans couldn't help giving Yang Mo their applause after seeing such a wonderful volley.

The football skills under Yang Mo's feet have transcended national boundaries and become a kind of art.

On the sidelines of the court, Yang Mo, who scored a goal, stood in front of the stands where the Chinese fans were, held up his jersey, and deeply kissed the national flag pattern above the team emblem.

Yang Mo wants to tell everyone that the goal he scored not only belongs to himself, but also belongs to all the Chinese fans who have selflessly supported and forged ahead in the darkness of the national football team.

These people are the cutest people in the Chinese team.

They were disappointed again and again, and got up again and again. They felt pain in their hearts and cursed in their mouths, but they still loved.

Until, they waited for Yang Mo.

(End of this chapter)