"Qin Luo!" Yuan Jie roared, kicked his feet sharply, and rushed towards Qin Luo like lightning.

He vowed to steal Qin Luo and wash away the shame!

The speed is astonishingly fast, like a mad bull.

No matter who is facing the current Yuan Jie, he will be afraid of 3 points.

But his opponent is Qin Luo, a scholar who has mastered "core technology".

Facing the menacing Yuan Jie, he did not panic at all.

With a faint smile, Qin Luo stepped on the football with his right leg and turned his body in place. The whole movement was like a cow flicking its tail.

Before everyone could regain their senses, Yuan Jie had already been left far behind.

"Lying. Slot! Awesome!"

"Classmate, can you stop showing off!"

"Don't pretend to be coercive today, and be struck by lightning, but why does Qin Luo pretend to be coercive every day without being struck by lightning?"

"..."

After a brief silence, the entire stadium exploded in an instant.

Everyone in the stands stood up and exclaimed.

Qin Luo's performance was so amazing that they couldn't sit down any longer.

Lin Shanshan in the stands turned her head expressionlessly and looked at Huang Zhen beside her: "I said, did you already know he could play football?"

"..." Huang Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "How do I know? I've never seen him kick."

"Did he just learn it?" Lin Shanshan made a concluding statement.

just learned? Is the gap between people so big? Huang Zhen suddenly felt a panic in his heart.

"Oxtail is amazing!"

On the sidelines, Li Yi was too shocked to speak.

If the previous scoring of the ball could be concealed by good luck, then the current oxtail is a real proof of Qin Luo's strength.

Running 100 meters in 10 seconds 68, football skills are still perfect.

Haha... Such a person is a genius born for sports!

I was passed over, and passed so easily?

Yuan Jie's eyes were dull, and he was completely frozen in place.

If it was just his mistake to pass the ball, and now Qin Luo passed it so easily, what was it?

Yuan Jie was stunned, but Qin Luo was not.

After passing Yuan Jie, Qin Luo smiled faintly, his feet suddenly stared, and the whole person rushed out like a rocket.

His speed was very fast, and his body moved from left to right in the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, he had already passed the defender.

Thomas' maneuverability, ox tail, and pendulum clock... All kinds of world-famous extraordinary tricks have been used by Qin Luo over and over again.

A few minutes later, the only person standing in front of Qin Luo was the goalkeeper.

And the closest defender to him was several meters behind him.

"Shoot!"

"Shoot!"

"Shoot!"

From the stands, there was cheers like a mountain and a tsunami.

On the court, Yuan Jie finally came back to his senses and let out a hoarse roar: "Keep him!"

The burly goalkeeper rushed out of the door frame and rushed towards Qin Luo like a hungry tiger.

"Don't even think about it," he said

Qin Luo's face was expressionless, he smiled lightly, and with a slight pinch under his feet, the ball jumped high, and then dropped rapidly, rubbing the goalkeeper's fingertips and crossing the goal line.

"Dong dong!" The ball landed with a dull sound.

But it hit everyone's heart.

"Spoon lob!"

Even people who don't understand football are stunned by this goal at the moment.

Stealing the ball in the backcourt, running a 100-meter attack, and finishing with the last lob shot.

This value is exactly the same as that of the retired midfielder Pirlo in the Champions League.

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