number one striker

Chapter 105 Iron-Blooded Caesar
"The corner kick is taken! Khedira headed the ball over the baseline! The Swedish team continues to take the corner kick!"

"Second corner kick! Neuer strikes! The ball didn't go far! Another chance for the Swedish team outside the penalty area! Long shot! It hit Baker and bounced off the baseline! Third corner kick!"

The successive chances made the Swedish fans hooked, and they began to fantasize about the team taking advantage of the corner kick to lead the German team again.Ibrahimovic also sat up straight in the box, watching closely the juniors on the field.

"Take care of your own people! Push them out!" Neuer commanded his teammates loudly, "Look far away!"

"Third corner! Hummels and Bailey are fighting together! The ball is pushed into the sky! Neuer hits the ball and knocks it out! Ozil catches the ball! Chance for Germany!"

Mateus poured a basin of cold water down: "There is only Caesar in front, so let's get out of the siege first."

However, Ozil didn't think so. Caesar had already rushed forward. This was an absolute chance to fight back.

The Swedish defender stood on the center line in order to create an offside, and Kaiser's position was slightly inward.When Ozil received the ball, Caesar had rushed over.The Swedish trio immediately began to block Caesar, one was in charge of blocking Caesar, Varun Markoli chased back, and the other followed, ready to step forward to help defend at any time.

"Ozil makes a direct pass!"

"The ball came to the side! Caesar is faster! He caught up with the ball!"

The ball flew to the left and Kaiser narrowly caught it before it went out of bounds.But Caesar's feet were not adjusted properly, and the ball bounced.

"Good opportunity! Stop him!"

Varun Marcoli couldn't help yelling, and his teammate also raised his thigh, trying to kick the ball.

"Caesar didn't stop the ball! The Swedish team wants to make a clearance! It's dangerous!"

Yankel exclaimed, and Mateus also widened his eyes.

It turned out that after Caesar stopped the ball, he didn't stop the car and rushed out.When he turned his body to catch the ball, the Swedish defender had already raised his thigh, and it was too late for him.

That being the case, then I will catch the ball with my body!
Without thinking about it, Caesar rushed over and tapped the ball with his head. The Swedish player subconsciously retracted his legs. Caesar only felt a gust of wind blowing on his face.

"Where's the ball?!"

Kaiser's selflessness also surprised the Swedish team, and the defender realized that the ball had not been cleared, so he hurriedly looked back.

Unsurprisingly, Caesar managed to snatch the ball away from him.

Depend on!You are moral kidnapping!I am kind enough to close my legs!You are taking advantage of others!
However, Caesar couldn't hear his inner monologue, and he had already rushed to another assisting player with the ball.

Instead of dodging and walking, it is better to rush them directly.

This is Caesar's famous counterattack quote, and it is something that many players dare not even think about.

The most important thing when countering is speed, so make sure to run around the defenders so you don't get distracted by them.In the end, you, Caesar, were fine, so you insisted on rushing up.

The defense team gritted their teeth and stepped forward to block, but Caesar's eyebrows suddenly burst into a bloody seam, which was kicked out by the Swedish defender just now.

The defense player was taken aback, what is this for?Why did you get so bloody after kicking a ball?
He was so dazed that Caesar successfully broke through the past.

Depend on!You kid doesn't play cards according to the routine!

The head coach jumped angrily on the sidelines: "What are you doing!! Why are you standing there!"

The defense team woke up like a dream, and hurried back to chase.

Warren Markoli wants to cry but has no tears, these two teammates are unreliable!I thought I had no chance to play, but now the eyes of the whole of Sweden are on him, and the hopes of the whole of Sweden are on his shoulders.

Would you rather be a coward for a lifetime, or a hero for a second?
Warren Marcoli chose the hero for a second, and he rushed forward very brutally trying to hug Caesar.

The tackle may be dodged, and Caesar may not even have time to foul if he runs so fast.That being the case, watch me hug you down!
As a result, Caesar was not happy. He did not choose to be head-to-head this time, but slammed the ball out, bypassing Warren Marcoli.

The latter was furious, and you always rushed towards the defenders during the counterattack, like a bitch in heat.Why do you hide when you see me?How ugly am I?

Caesar bypassed Warren Marcoli and went straight into the penalty area.The Swedish trio were in hot pursuit.

"Caesar sprints! Three people in a row! Now there is only the goalkeeper in front of him!"

The blood from the corners of his eyebrows flowed into Caesar's eyes, and his vision was instantly blurred.

Damn, what the hell is this, I opened the blood round eyes?
Caesar didn't know that the corners of his eyebrows were broken, but he had no choice but to shoot.

If you can't see with one eye, trust your instincts.

When he was at Allentown, he had to practice extra shooting every night, and it was the same with the U21s, and he has maintained this fine tradition.

This kind of muscle memory has also been brought to the court. Even if he can't see the goal clearly, he can feel it with his body.

"Caesar staggered a little! But the ball was still under control! Caesar hit the goal! No, it was a fake move! The Swedish goalkeeper was knocked down by Caesar! Caesar shot!"

"TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR!!!!"

"Wonderful! A freehand shot! Caesar defeated the Swedish team in the most artistic way!"

Mateus muttered: "Young players now, you should pay attention, your feet will be soft after running such a distance."

The camera zoomed in, and everyone knew why Caesar had stumbled on his feet just now.

The side of his left eye was covered with blood at some point, dripping drop by drop on his clothes.

Mateus shut his mouth instantly, and Yankel gave him a funny look: "This is our brave Caesar! Although the snatching of the ball regardless of personal safety just now caused him to bleed, it also made the opponent pay a heavy price! Caesar exchanged his own scars for the German team to lead! Let us pay tribute to the warrior Caesar!"

Anne Walter rushed up holding the medical kit and treated Caesar on the spot.

The teammates came up and looked at Caesar in surprise, and the latter waved his hand: "It's okay, it's not a big problem."

Ozil shrugged: "We're just a little scared bro, you don't have AIDS?"

"Fuck your uncle." Caesar said depressedly, but Anne Walter pressed the wound hard, and Caesar gasped.

The game restarts, but Caesar needs medical treatment first.

"Then why are you working so hard? If the Swedish players didn't close their legs just now, I think half of your face might be disfigured."

Anne Walter said with a blank face, but her hands kept moving.

Caesar pointed to the stands behind him and said, "Listen."

"Listen to what."

"It's so quiet." Caesar grinned, and Walter pricked up his ears. Sure enough, the voices cursing Caesar disappeared.

(End of this chapter)