atypical center forward

Chapter 64

There are still 75 rounds until the end of the season. Vallardo ranks first with 74 points, Numancia is second with 72 points, and Valencia is third with [-] points.

For Chu Yang, this game was about scoring consecutive goals, and it was also about a free attribute point and a skill reward, so he naturally tried his best.

It is not unreasonable for Vallardo to be able to meet gods and kill gods and Buddhas all the way this season. It is not unreasonable to overtake Numancia to top the list in the last round. The defensive counterattack is so perfect.

The focus of defensive counterattack is counterattack, but the foundation is defense. Their defense line is currently the strongest in the second division, and when such a defense line pays attention to a player, one can imagine how uncomfortable the player is.

Even though Chu Yang still showed his superior sense of goal and super strength, he was still struggling under the heavy defense of Vallardo. Fortunately, his teammates were also in good condition, which still created some opportunities for him.

"Chu shot! Unfortunately, it was blocked. This shot is very powerful. We can see the painful expression of the guard who blocked the shot. Let us applaud his courage..."

"Shenlong wagging its tail! It's a beautiful move, but it's a pity that it missed the goal slightly. I want to tell you a little story about this shot that few people know. Chu conquered his compatriots with such a goal in Deportivo. He happily paid 100 million euros to bring himself to the Mestalla Stadium. Do you still remember what people from other teams said at that time? Look, that Chinese kid was taken advantage of again...Now let's look back and see, who is the cheater?"

"It was a free kick about 30 meters away from the goal. Banderas came to the right side by surprise, and after continuous cooperation with Garcia, he broke through heavy defenses. The defensive player was forced to stop them with a foul move. It was still Chu who took the penalty. It seems that he will shoot directly... Oh! It's a pity that the ball hit the goalpost, only one millimeter away from the goal. Wasted opportunities will be punished. It seems that God is on the side of Valladolid today."

"It's a free kick again! Cesc's wonderful pass through the crotch annoyed the defender. He was knocked to the ground. Fortunately, he was not injured. There are still about 3 minutes before the end of the first half. This should be Valencia's best chance at the moment. Cesc will... eh? Cesc is calling Chu, and he gave the opportunity to take the penalty to the Chinese. We all know that Chu has scored in eight consecutive games. Every scoring opportunity in this game is extremely important to him..."

Chu Yang stood next to the football, and the Vallardo players lined up in the crowd not far away were constantly moving their positions under the command of the goalkeeper, trying to block Chu Yang's shooting angle as much as possible.

The fans on both sides felt that the air became heavy, and a tense atmosphere permeated the stands. Only the melon-eaters who were attracted by Chu Yang's shot had a hint of expectation in their eyes.

Chu Yang's Shenlong tail swing and sky-defying arc just now came back in vain, which made them feel like their trip was for nothing.

Two head coaches stood on the sidelines, one stood still like a sculpture, staring at Chu Yang who was about to make a free throw, and the other kept walking up and down, wishing he could snatch the referee's whistle and blow it to signal the end of the game.

The whistle sounded, but it was not the end of the game, but a reminder that Chu Yang could make a free throw.

Chu Yang's face was calm, and his heart was calm.

What made him so calm was not only normality, but also self-confidence.

The six-veined divine sword, the sword is invisible, focusing on the mind rather than the skill, when it is thick, it is like a thousand mountains, and when it is elegant, it is like a breeze blowing on the face, with thousands of changes and unpredictable ghosts and gods.

Even ghosts and gods cannot be measured, let alone people?
Run up, swing your legs, kick your feet, shoot.

The audience had a feeling that the football was not flying, but floating.

Suddenly left and right, now up and down, no one knows its direction at the next moment.

After kicking the ball, Chu Yangfu turned around and walked to the sideline with his heart open, with a faint smile on his lips.

Behind him, the ball slipped past the goalkeeper's ear and into the net.

The audience looked at the young man who celebrated in advance before the goal was scored, as if he was the center of the world.

Hammond stood up in the stands with a complicated expression, and gave his applause convincingly. Except for a few diehards who booed, most of the Valladolid fans fell silent at first, and then applauded generously.

The first half of the game ended like this, half of the stands were ice water and half flames, and Valencia's dressing room had become a sea of ​​joy.

Because of news from another field, Numancia trailed Sporting Gijon 0:2 at halftime.

If Numancia loses and Valencia beats Valladolid, then Valencia will rise to the top of the standings, a ranking that was unimaginable before the start of the season.

Everyone knows who the biggest contributor to all this is.

Nine games, 21 goals, this is a data that only appears in the amateur arena, but now it is being staged under their noses.

And countless people in the stands and in front of the TV also fell into madness because of Chu Yang's goal.

Some of them are loyal fans of Valencia, some are passers-by who are attracted by Chu Yang's short goal collection, and some are competitors who wish Valencia would fall into the abyss immediately, but at this moment, looking at the free kick on the screen that is being played back continuously at a slower rate, they feel that they have no way to comment.

Such magical skills, breathtaking, language becomes so powerless.

"In the ninth game, No.20 scored a goal. Chu did it. He may not be perfect, but he has done many things that perfect strikers cannot do. In terms of shooting, he is the number one in his age group. No one can compare."

The Chu blowers were ecstatic about Chu Yang's record-breaking feat, and he himself was equally overjoyed.

A goal, a record, brought the pleasant sound of the superstar system.

"Congratulations to the host for breaking the record of scoring consecutive goals in the West Division A League. You will be rewarded with 1 free attribute point and [-] skill point."

The prompts floating on the system interface are so monotonous but so pleasing to the eye.

"Save free attribute points first," Chu Yang said to the system, "The next lottery will be drawn, and I want to see how many shooting skills you have that I can play."

Six consecutive shots were shooting skills, he has resigned to his fate.

The system didn't lift it, but happily listed three black skill cards on the system interface.

"middle."

"Sure?"

"Left then."

"..."

The card on the left slowly lights up, and a slender figure slowly appears.

Wearing a red jersey, he seems to be facing the struggle of the defenders, but he seems to be at ease.

The hairstyle is not messy, the jersey is not sweaty, and he is chic and calm.

　I finally have a book list, I am very relieved.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)