atypical center forward

Chapter 4 The Warcraft in the Restricted Area
Now everyone knew that Chu Yang was different, even though he still had no sense of existence, no one dared to ignore his existence.

This kind of person is probably the type that is most despised by opponents and also the most feared by opponents. He didn't show up a few times throughout the game, but when he suddenly appeared from nowhere, he had already got the ball into the goal.

This is the so-called opportunist. They seem to be blessed by heaven. They do not have outstanding physical fitness and skills, but the football will always fly to his feet inexplicably. All he has to do is run, shoot and cheer.

Of course Chu Yang knew what was going on, and he could only say that things like talent were really disappointing sometimes, but fortunately, he would also belong to the ranks of God's rewards in the future.

The Fox of the Restricted Zone is well-deserved of its reputation.

The game soon came to No. 805 minutes. Although it was blown off single-handedly, Deportivo's momentum suddenly rose, and they seized the opportunity to fight back.

The head coach of Sevilla suddenly felt bad. For football, momentum is like luck, too unpredictable and too terrible.

"Back to defense! Back to defense! Go back and defend!" Regardless of whether the players on the field could hear him or not, the coach himself was having a good time.

Happel couldn't stay calm, and kept chanting "pass pass pass pass fast".

As if hearing Happel's chanting, the football flew from the feet of Deportivo No. [-] and fell towards the penalty area.

"Cross from the wing! Beautiful! Well placed!"

"Rodriguez header! On top, well placed! Goes... oh no! Damn the crossbar!"

As the home commentary said, the ball was topped by Deportivo Rodriguez's captain and then rejected by the crossbar, which made the Deportivo fans happy in vain.

The football rebounded and flew out, and the penalty area was suddenly in chaos. Chu Yang didn't even look at it, and ran to the left in a strange way.

Hart, who had been staring closely at Chu Yang, hurriedly followed, and stretched out his hand to grab him under the cover of his teammates, but as soon as Chu Yang exerted all his strength, Hart's pulling became useless.

Chu Yang felt endless strength all over his body, and he knew that it was the function of the title.

Warcraft, Strength +3, Shooting +3.

In this way, his strength has reached 12. Such a value is relatively disadvantaged in the Premier League, Serie A or against the black and tough group in Africa, but it is relatively easy to deal with Hart, who has played more than [-] minutes.

What's more, the title also comes with a halo called "Destroyer", which is equivalent to adding a layer of strength BUFF to him, making his impact soar.

The superstar system does not subdivide various attributes. Strength represents muscle strength, explosive power, impact force, and pressure resistance, etc. The increase of this attribute and the effect of the halo directly turned Chu Yang into a miniature monster. He forcibly squeezed out a passage in the restricted area, and rushed to the landing point under the guidance of the strange talent of the fox in the restricted area.

Swing your legs and shoot.

The Sevilla players watched as the football passed under the goalkeeper's armpit and flew into the goal.

2: 2.

The Riazor Stadium suddenly exploded.

"Goal! Deportivo equalized the score, and the scorer was No. 11, Chu from China!"

"Chu! Chu! Chu!"

"Damn! Damn! What if I fall in love with him?"

"Oh, poor Hart, he is like a puppet in front of the Chinese, his eyes are so helpless."

The atmosphere on the scene exploded, and the country did not give up much.

Chinese fans are like this, sneering and sarcasm, shouting whether to watch or not to see who is a pig, when it comes to the game, those who should turn on the TV should turn on the TV honestly, and those who should surf the Internet should obediently get into the live broadcast room.

"I'm blind, right? Is this Chu Yang?"

"You are dazzled, he is not Chu Yang, he is possessed."

"Damn it, Chu 11 is going against the sky."

"Sigh, it was too late. Pakaros is preparing to return from injury, and the winter window is approaching. Depor should bring in another striker. Chu Yang doesn't have many chances."

"Isn't it rumored that Bulmondo is going to come to Deportivo? If it's true, with the addition of Pacarros, Chu Yang is indeed difficult to mix with, so he might as well go back to China."

"Going back to China to play in the Chinese Super League? It's better to go to the Eredivisie, the English Championship, etc."

"Chu Yang's supplementary shot, the score is now 2:2. Including injury time, there should be seven or eight minutes left in the game, and there is still suspense." Duan Xiang regained his composure after a burst of passionate shouts, "What does Director Xu think about this goal?"

Xu Songming wiped his glasses and said: "This goal looks like a very common push, but in fact there are many ways in it. We can see Chu Yang's running position. It is a very clear route, as if Chu Yang already knew where the ball will fly."

"This is the so-called predictive ability, right?"

"Yes, but it's not just a prediction," Xu Songming said. "I think there should be a sense of smell, the sense of a top striker. Chu Yang is transforming."

Duan Xiang and Xu Songming didn't know how many games their partners had commented on, and they were extremely proficient in cooperating. They hurriedly said: "Yes, we all know that Chu Yang is characterized by fast speed, good shooting skills, and good dribbling. But these characteristics can no longer form an advantage in La Liga. He can only go another way."

"Now it seems that he has found the right direction, and judging from the goal just now, Chu Yang's strength seems to have increased. All this shows that he is undergoing some changes that we don't know about."

The two of them talked freely, and other fans naturally talked about it.

"After scoring two goals, you will be so excited. There is still a way. I'm afraid even Chu Yang himself doesn't know what way his goals are."

"Director Xu is quite reasonable. This goal is not luck. The movement and escape are very clear. I hope Chu Yang can kick it out."

"Chu Yang still has potential, but playing in La Liga is still too reluctant. He should go to the secondary leagues to train for a few years. After all, he is only 20 years old. There are many opportunities. What the national team lacks is a striker who can turn Yang Shao's passes into assists. Now it seems that the most promising player is Chu Yang."

"The national team lacks everything, but there is more than one Chu Yang."

"Speaking of Young Master Yang, Fiorentina seems to have won again. Maybe they can really win a championship this year."

"Hope is still great..."

Happel waved his hand fiercely, but looking at the figure on the field, his mood was a bit complicated.

He was actually very optimistic about Chu Yang. After all, no head coach would hate a hardworking player. But hard work and talent are two different things. He gave Chu Yang every chance he could, but he couldn't do anything if Chu Yang exploded too late.

Of course, Chu Yang didn't know the head coach's psychological feelings. He just ran into the goal calmly and hugged the ball out. He was a little excited, but after all, he has been a human being for two lives and has experienced life and death. This psychological quality is still there.

The game isn't over yet, anything can happen, isn't it?

(End of this chapter)