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Chapter 603 Break Out, Yang Luo

Yang Luo's appearance has attracted the attention of many people, including the head coach of the opposing team, the Brazilian C League, which belongs to the lowest level of the domestic league in Brazil, why there are foreigners appearing, and they are also Asians.

In his opinion, foreigners who come to Brazil's third division league are simply fools, but after staring at Yang Luo for a long time, he always feels familiar, but he doesn't know where he met him, which makes head coach Tombans a little puzzled.

At the same time, there are still a small number of media who pay attention to this game. In fact, the biggest focus is on Tomburns, because the next league is likely to become the second division.

Therefore, it has attracted a small amount of media attention.

Yang Luo came on stage.

He retreated in the midfield, staring at the opposing goalkeeper, hoping to send the ball as soon as possible.

He kept moving his legs, and he felt that his body was full of energy, hoping to explode as soon as possible.

The battle between the two sides has officially begun. Yang Luo keeps moving in the midfield. He is looking for opportunities. Once there is an opportunity, he will immediately explode and realize his value.

In the first half, the mighty Tombenz has shown his strength to the fullest, while Pallio, although his strength has made a small step forward, but in front of the powerful opponent, the formation has been completely disordered, the players Morale was also unusually low.

For the sake of character and victory, Yang Luo has to stand up at this time.

"here."

Suddenly, the teammate next to Yang Luo was about to take the ball with his big foot, and Yang Luo hurriedly called out.

"Give it to me." After Yang Luo finished shouting, he started it immediately, but Yang Luo's activation instantly caused the fans in the audience to exclaim.

Too fast, is this still human?

The ball went straight to Yang Luo.

Yang Luo took the ball, finally threw off his arms, and sprinted with all his strength.

Yang Luo's speed is getting faster and faster, faster and faster, the defenders around him didn't react at all, Yang Luo rushed into the penalty area, the defenders next to him couldn't react at all, when they reacted, Yang Luo had already got up The foot shot out.

With this kick, Demado stood up immediately, looking at the ball in surprise, his face full of shock.

"Boom" kick.

The power in Yang Luo's body gathered on the tip of his toes like a flood, and with a sudden stab, the ball was extremely fast, sticking to the grass and slipping into the net.

The goalkeeper who hit the ball didn't have the slightest reaction, and even all the players in Tombans had no defense at all.

Yang Luo kicked the ball so comfortably, it made him full of energy.

The young players of Parjo rushed to Yang Luo and danced the samba together. Even Yang Luo, who is not rich in body language, also jumped up, but when everyone was very happy, the referee behind him Suddenly the whistle sounded.

"squeak"

Yang Luo turned his head, his face suddenly darkened.

"Goal invalid."

Seeing the gesture made by the referee, there was a lot of booing on the court. Yang Luo frowned. At this time, the young players of Pallio approached the referee to reason, and the referee pointed to a player lying on the ground.

Ji Li Gua said a lot, but Yang Luo couldn't understand anyway, but after his teammates explained, Yang Luo laughed helplessly.

The referee said that when he was attacking, he maliciously knocked down the opponent's player. This is an obvious foul before the goal is scored, and all goals are invalid.

Seeing the referee's resolute attitude, Yang Luo immediately remembered the conversation in the bathroom, couldn't help laughing, patted his teammates on the shoulder, and ran back indifferently.

Seeing Yang Luo's actions, many players were puzzled. Why did they call it invalid when they clearly scored a goal, and it didn't matter who scored the goal. What's going on?
"Come on, start over," Yang Luo shouted from the midfield.

There was another burst of boos on the court, and this time the boos were sent to the referee by the fans.

Off the field, Demado yelled angrily, and was complaining with the fourth official next to him, but it didn't work. Instead, Yang Luo made a quiet gesture to the angry Demado. Gestures, because Demaduo's voice was very harsh on the court, making Yang Luo indifferent to the game.

The game restarts, Yang Luo has full confidence, even if you blow the whistle, I don't believe you can blow off my goals again and again.

"Yang Luo, don't be discouraged, come on, I believe in you," Nana stood there alone in the stands, continuing to shake her fists, with determination written all over her face, she firmly believed that Yang Luo would succeed.

Continue to fight again.

This time Yang Luo became the commander of the audience.

Instead of standing up front, he played the familiar midfield.

This team is too young. If the midfielder is not well controlled, the team's overall offense will collapse. Besides, Yang Luo has gradually understood himself now. It turns out that his speed can be so fast.

Yang Luo stood in the midfield. After getting the ball, he was not in a hurry, but passed the ball to his teammates in an orderly manner. If the teammates did not have a better passing route, they would pass it back to Yang Luo.

Then, what Yang Luo has to do next is to reorganize the attack.

"Swish"

As Pallio's ball possession rate gradually improved, the Tomburns players also strengthened the frontcourt press, especially their defense against Yang Luo, which was very strict.

Yang Luo's personal skills have also improved by leaps and bounds in the past few months. After all, Xiao Luo's methods are still very obvious.

Yang Luo deftly dunked a player, then pushed the ball aside, and after passing two players like this, he passed the ball with one kick, and at the same time, his body quickly started.

The teammate quickly passed the ball to Yang Luo's feet again. This time with the ball, Yang Luo clearly felt that his feet were like stepping on the wind without the slightest resistance, so let's sprint with all his strength.

"Let's sprint,"

Yang Luo strode forward with both legs, swinging his two long legs at a high speed. The defender who came up to block him didn't even touch him, and Yang Luo rushed over again.

This goal immediately made everyone exclaim, as if the alien Ronaldo rushed past the two players.

On the court, Yang Luo started this time like a gust of wind, and all the fans focused their attention here, wanting to see what would happen next.

In Yang Luo's body, the waves were turbulent, and endless strength was constantly pounding his limbs.

Let's explode, let's spout, this time, Yang Luo must let the referee find no reason to hit a perfect goal.

The ball bumped up with the ground, watching the ball fly, that familiar scene resurfaced in Yang Luo's mind.

"I'll fuck you!" Yang Luo roared.

The ball was kicked by Yang Luo and flew straight to the goal, and the powerful volley produced a huge muffled sound that filled the entire stadium.

With this shout, everyone exclaimed.

At this time, the head coach Thomas Bens stood up suddenly outside the field, with a shocked expression on his face: "I see, he is Yang Luo, he is Yang Luo."

(End of this chapter)