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Chapter 303 The Most Critical Free Kick
What happened, everyone's eyes were on Yang Luo.

20 meters away from the frontcourt, Yang Luo struggled to get up from the ground. The other party was very rough to him just now. If he hadn't reacted in time, his bones would have fallen apart. strenuous.

Santander's players surrounded Yang Luo, and some players shouted at the opponent's players. What happened? Wasn't Yang Luo still in the half-arc position of the midfielder just now? Is the opponent in the frontcourt? Many people have this doubt, even Portugal is full of doubts.

"God, who can tell me what happened just now!" Seeing Yang Luo's painful look, Portugal asked helplessly, spreading his hands.

"What happened, you did it on purpose, right?" Several Santander players helped Yang Luo up and shouted at him immediately.

"Paisley, the action was a little too much just now, what's going on with you?"

Donggu has always had a violent temper. When he saw Yang Luo being knocked down, he rushed up to argue with him.

Perez didn't say a word, just stood with his head bowed at the back of the line, while his teammates stood in front of him, and the two teams kept arguing.

Seeing everyone arguing endlessly, Yang Luo raised his hand: "I'm fine, everyone stop arguing."

As soon as Yang Luo's words came out, the Santander players immediately fell silent.

Dulan walked over, tilted his head and asked cautiously, "Yang Luo, how are you doing? What can you tell me?"

Yang Luo shook his head, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, I'm much better now, really." After Yang Luo stretched his arms and legs, everyone believed it.

At this time, the referee ran over, and after understanding the situation with both parties, he directly took out a yellow card.

This is the first yellow card of the game. I never expected that it would come to Perez. Many fans who supported him on the field booed unbelievably. Many fans who didn't see what happened just started Blamed Yang Luo.

"Diving, that No. 9 must be a diving, Paisley is innocent."

"Referee, are you with the opponent? The ball just now must have been intentional by the opponent's No. 9."

The discordant voices in the stands caused the players on both sides to start arguing again. No one gave way to the other. On the contrary, Perez and Yang Luo were very quiet, because they knew in their hearts what happened just now.

At this time, the big screen outside the court finally played back what happened just now, and the court that was blown up just now became quiet for a while.

And almost all the fans reacted in unison, that surprised and incredible expression.

In the camera, the two sides are still attacking each other endlessly, but when Santander is attacking, a figure that was originally suppressed by the midfielder suddenly starts to speed up and get rid of the defenders around him. No one could see this person's face clearly, and on the other side, Perez also started to speed up and rushed directly towards him.

That's right, rushing towards each other.

He didn't make any stealing or clearing actions, but directly slammed into it with his body, colliding with that figure like a football. The figure flew up on the spot and fell heavily to the ground.

Yang Luo! ! !

When Yang Luo fell to the ground, everyone saw his appearance clearly, and the expressions on everyone's faces were very wonderful for a while.

It's too fast, Yang Luo's speed is simply too fast. When he started, the players defending him didn't react at all. After the reaction, it was too late.

If it weren't for Perez, Yang Luo would go straight into the penalty area, which would be troublesome.

The scene of Perez bumping into Yang Luo was constantly played back in the camera. That action was very bad. If Yang Luo hadn't slowed down a little, Yang Luo's bones would really have fallen apart.

The camera played back the real scene, which shut up those who had questioned Yang Luo's flopping just now. At the same time, there was another voice of doubt coming slowly on the court. Now it is the turn of Santander fans to start. Bombarded Perez.

Perez smiled helplessly, turned and returned to his team.

Free kick.

The referee pointed to the position where Yang Luo fell to the ground to signal Santander's ball.

As the captain, Duran walked to the side of the ball and took a deep breath. He is the first free throw player in the team. He usually takes the free kick in the game, but now Duran pinches his waist with his hands and looks hesitate.

Duran raised his head and glanced at the big screen. At this time, the game was less than 1 minute away, that is, the kick was over and the game was over.

Dulan has never felt so much pressure. If he gets in, it will make the game even better. If he doesn't get in, it will be somewhat regrettable. In his eyes, they are capable of defeating their opponents.

When Duran was hesitating, a hand patted his shoulder lightly.

"Yang Luo!!"

Dulan was a little surprised. Could it be that Yang Luo is going to take the penalty?
"Captain, let me try this ball." Yang Luo looked very sincere, but his eyes were surprisingly firm.

Duran took a step back and gave the ball to Yang Luo.

Seeing Yang Luo standing in front of the ball, many people began to pay attention. Yang Luo can shoot long shots and run, but he has never seen him take a free kick.

There is less than 1 minute before the game, and the distance is more than 20 meters. Can Yang Luo make it?
He won't hit the crazy banana ball like Carlos.

Impossible, he will definitely volley vigorously, take advantage of the gap when the ball is blocked, and re-shoot, it must be like this.

At this time, some people in the field have already started to speculate, and they are not optimistic about Yang Luo taking free kicks. Over the years, people with strong feet may not be good at free kicks, and Yang Luo is one of them that everyone thinks.

The wrinkles on Portugal's face outside the court wrinkled directly, and he asked Pires beside him, "Is Yang Luo crazy, and he came to make free throws?"

Pires stood aside and smiled, with anticipation in his eyes: "You can let him have a try, in case there is a surprise."

Portugal recognizes Yang Luo's strength, but he doesn't think set balls are Yang Luo's strength. Apart from Duran, he thinks Sandro is also a good candidate.

"I think Sandro should take the kick, because his footwork is more suitable for set-pieces," Portugal said seriously.

Pires just kept laughing. In one month, Yang Luo has grown from a beginner to a free kick master. He believes that Yang Luo's kick will definitely change everyone's opinion. The most important thing is, It will change the fate of the team.

"I believe him." Pires' eyes flashed a light.

On the other hand, the head coach of the Gijon team kept yelling. He has a lot of teaching experience. For a rookie like Yang Luo, it is impossible for the team to give him the position of taking the penalty, unless Portugal is crazy .

Therefore, he believed that Yang Luo must not have taken the penalty.

"Attention everyone, this is the cooperation of the other party, don't be fooled."

"squeak"

The referee finally blew the whistle. With Yang Luo's approach and kick, all the fans held their breath. Can this goal be scored?

(End of this chapter)