Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

Chapter 37 The speed of the ball is 150kmh, 8 fans are crazy because of Ye Chen tonight

The moment Ye Chen jumped up high.

His overflowing blood condensed into an image behind him, forming a yellow-robed monk!

That is the aura of Shaolin Kungfu, it is the afterimage left by a Zen practitioner who uses his powerful vajra legs.

The leisurely "Diamond Sutra" sounded again in Ye Chen's mind.

"I read the past, and the monk was robbed. In front of the Buddha, it was worth 4000 million trillion. By reciting this sutra, you will gain merit..."

It was also the same as what he heard in the meditation room of Shaolin Temple back then.

But the audience at the scene can't see these.

They just saw that all the Inter Milan players on the field were coming from all directions.

Players flock to the North Stand,

Also flock to Ye Chen!

Lukaku was the first to arrive.

He went up for a bear hug, and hugged Ye Chen directly from behind!

"God, what the hell did you do to Roma, incredible goals!"

Lautaro rushed in front of Ye Chen, and roared at him ferociously:

"Good shot, get them out of San Siro!"

Brozovic ran all the way in the distance, and after running from a distance, a slide rail came to the crazy fans in the North Stand.

Two deep marks were left on the grass.

He didn't say anything, but let out the most primitive roar with his throat!

That excitement, as if it was not Ye Chen who scored the goal, but himself.

Inter players from all directions waved their fists in front of more than 1 diehard fans in the North Stand.

Roar, jump, punch, and greet with open arms!

All celebrations are released at this moment.

They played really hard in this game.

Although it led 1-0 at the beginning.

However, due to the conservative thinking of some players, the defense line retreated too far, so that until the second half, Inter Milan, which was playing at home, was still under the high-intensity oppression of Rome.

But Ye Chen's explosive shot in the 70th minute completely ended the game.

With two goals in hand, Inter Milan won the first game of the new season, but it was only a matter of time.

The fans in the North Stand went into a frenzy.

It wasn't just Ye Chen who scored the game-killing goal.

Not just because it was a goal scored by a 17-year-old youth team kid.

Just the wonderfulness of the goal here is enough to make every football fan happy!

The dj at the scene immediately started to create the atmosphere.

"Who scored!"

Fan: "Ye!"

"Who kicked the pole outside the penalty area!"

Fan: "Ye!"

"Who killed the game!"

Fan: "Ye!"

"Repeat at the end, who's goal made us fall-in-crazy!"

Fan: "Ye-ye-ye!"

Ye Chen sat on Lukaku's shoulder, looking at the blue sea of ​​fans in front of him, and fell into a fascination.

The [-] home fans shouted Ye Chen's name together.

This kind of treatment is the dream of every player in his life!

Ye Chen did it today.

He couldn't help opening his arms, enjoying the sound and the spotlight.

He came here through time travel just to face such a famous scene.

He was born for football!

"It's so beautiful, Jane, it's an impeccable shot, perfect, magnificent, magnificent!"

In the studio, Duan Xuan's voice was hoarse, and his words were somewhat incoherent.

He almost threw out all the words that he could think of to describe a great goal in his mind.

But even so, he couldn't express his one-tenth praise for this ball in his heart!

Zhang Lu Zhang, who has always been calm and calm, directed.

At this moment, the heartbeat is also violently fluctuating.

He slapped the studio table hard!

"This ball brought my mind back to the French Four Nations Invitational Tournament in 1997!"

"Robert Carlos of the Brazilian team, almost in the same position, scored an unsolvable arc of the outer instep!"

"Whether it's distance, angle or strength, Ye Chen's goal is comparable to Carlos's."

"It can even be said that Ye Chen's volley shot is more difficult and more enjoyable than Carlos' set-piece shot!"

Duan Xuan nodded excitedly towards Zhang Lu, and echoed:

"Ye Chen's volley arc is really perfect."

"The moment he kicked, the ball was obviously flying towards the corner flagpole. I thought it was an airplane."

"But who would have thought that the ball actually turned a corner halfway, as if hitting a wall and bouncing back!"

Zhang Lu relieved her shortness of breath, restrained her excitement, and analyzed:

"This ball is a perfect combination of power and arc, and the two are indispensable."

"If you don't have enough strength, you can't score the goal at a distance of more than 30 meters from the fans. Similarly, if you don't have enough arc, you can't make the Roman goalkeeper unresponsive."

"I was also a goalkeeper before retiring. When I encountered such a ball, I could only look at the ocean and sigh!"

Duan Xuan rolled up his sleeves with a smile, dissipating the heat from his body, "I admire Ye Chen's courage. A 17-year-old player dares to volley from such a distance. This is the first time he represents Inter Milan. When the first team is playing, this kid doesn't even know what stage fright is!"

"This is a good thing," Zhang Lu looked meaningfully at Ye Chen, who was celebrating enthusiastically on the big screen, "Only when you are not stage fright can you let go; only if you let go can you play well, and only players who have no burdens can play on the pitch artists on the

In the Ameicha stadium, on the left and right corners of the stands, on the two huge screens, Ye Chen's goals were replayed over and over again.

From the perspective of different camera positions, it was played five times in a row.

No matter from which angle you look at it.

Ye Chen played the ball impeccably.

As Zhang Lu said, it is the perfect combination of power and arc.

A well-deserved work of art on the pitch!

After playing,

A line of words appeared on the gate screen:

【36m, 150km/h】

There was an uproar at the scene.

The cheers that had been falling gradually rose again!

"hu—"

"hu—"

Applauding on the sidelines all the time, applauding Inter Milan coach Conte for Ye Chen,

After seeing this line of words on the big screen of the stadium, the clapping hands immediately hung in the air.

Surprise was written all over his face!

150km/h?

This ball speed is too scary!

No wonder the Roma goalkeeper was rendered unresponsive.

Generally, when a professional player shoots a goal, according to the on-site speed measurement instrument, the ball speed is generally between 70km/h and 110km.

And Ye Chen's shot, the speed of the ball reached 150km!

Compared with Ye Chen, the foot strength of ordinary players is not in the same order at all!

Imagine a car speeding at 150km/h speeding towards you on the highway. How does it feel?

"This Huaxia country's Ye, this is a genius, with such terrifying foot strength, even if Carlos came back then, he might not be able to shoot such a powerful shot."

Conte looked at the players who had finished celebrating, and still surrounded Ye Chen, smiling and patting him on the head.

The Italian coach fell into deep thought:

"Why is there such a young genius in the Chivu team, and I don't know until now?"

"I definitely want Ye to be promoted to the first team!"

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