genius creator

Chapter 639
At the beginning of the match, a prehistoric force swept across, and Yang Luo's body had inexhaustible strength.

The midfielder took the ball and started running wildly.

Today, Yang Luo's arrogance seemed to explode, and he couldn't stop him at all. First, he dribbled the ball past a player, and then waded past another player.

The players of the Japanese team were stunned. When did such a fierce player appear in the Chinese team.

Moreover, Yang Luo's actions shocked all the fans in the audience, and they shouted excitedly.

Yang Luo exhaled evenly, raised his head, and stared at the opponent's goal with a pair of eagle-like eyes.

In this game, all he has to do is to score goals until he can't.

Suddenly, a sharp wind came from the side and rushed directly towards Yang Luo.

"It's Matsumoto." Yang Luo became alert. He was only focused on the goal just now, and almost forgot about this guy.

In this match, one more thing he has to do is to end with Matsumoto.

"Swish"

Matsumoto attacked viciously, aimed at Yang Luo's ankle and directly shoveled over.

Yang Luo picked up the ball and jumped high, dodged Matsumoto's sliding tackle, and landed with a kick.

"I'll go to yours."

A loud "bang" sound.

This time, Yang Luo aimed not at the goal, but at the frontcourt.

The ball flew high and fell directly to the front point.

The match was temporarily arranged for the striker Ling Feng.

He caught the ball firmly in his chest, turned around, took the ball and left.

Ling Feng's body swayed, and ordinary players couldn't catch up at all, just like a dragon, shuttling through the enemy's position.

Moving like a dragon, such words are perfect to describe Ling Feng.

But in this match, Ling Feng knew very well that there was only one thing he had to do, and that was to assist Yang Luo.

"here."

Suddenly, a lightning-like figure passed by.

"Yang Luo" Ling Feng quickly passed the ball without thinking.

Yang Luo started quickly with the ball, and Yang Luo's explosive start was invincible, especially today's Yang Luo, who vented all the accumulated anger and was undefendable.

"Yang Luo, will I let you pass?"

Matsumoto followed behind, desperately tugging on Yang Luo's clothes with his hands, but Yang Luo's speed did not slow down, and he continued to move forward rapidly.

At the same time, the defenders of the Japanese team flanked and surrounded Yang Luo.

Matsumoto shouted from behind: "Put him down, hurry up."

Immediately afterwards, a defensive player of the Japanese team rushed to Yang Luo with a sliding tackle, while Matsumoto pulled desperately behind him, trying to slow down Yang Luo's attack speed.

But Yang Luo had already seen the enemy's tricks, and flicked the ball out, cleverly avoiding the enemy's sliding shovel in front, and sprinted to one side.

But the other party rushed towards Yang Luo and couldn't change his position in time, so he shoveled over abruptly, and Matsumoto didn't have time to react, and the two collided with each other.

The impact of the two was very strong, and they collided fiercely.

The muffled noise made by the two was very loud, but it didn't affect Yang Luo at all.

Yang Luo stepped on the horse and formed a shadow striker with Ling Feng, cooperating back and forth, and finally Yang Luo completed the last shot.

The ball flew directly to the dead corner of the goal.

"Bang!" The goalkeeper of the Japanese team flew to catch the ball, and immediately resolved Yang Luo's attack this time.

Seeing the ball being saved, Yang Luo was very disappointed, but the flame in his heart was still not extinguished, he did not believe that his shot could be saved forever.

"Yang Luo, you have performed very well," Ling Feng behind him said while looking at Yang Luo.

Yang Luo nodded and patted Ling Feng on the shoulder, "You too."

The move of the two people made the fans in the stadium applaud.

This is the cooperation between two pure rookies. They are on such a big stage for the first time, but they did not expect to perform better than the old players, which really made the fans hooked.

However, at this time there was another cry from the stadium.

Yang Luo hurriedly looked back.

At this time, the scene that appeared on the stadium made the Japanese fans panic, and there were bursts of panic voices one after another.

Matsumoto's face was covered with blood, and he stood on the court with his head raised.

Several members of the Japanese team gathered around and kept wiping the blood off Matsumoto's face.

Yang Luo turned his head and glanced, and walked towards Matsumoto.

Matsumoto's nose was bleeding from the kicks of his team members. Yang Luo couldn't laugh or cry about this kind of thing, but he still endured and walked up to Matsumoto.

Seeing Yang Luo approaching, Matsumoto didn't even look at it, but still raised his head.

"You know there is a saying in China, that if you do many unrighteous actions, you will die yourself."

Matsumoto looked down at Yang Luo.

Matsumoto knows a little bit about Chinese culture, but he still feels a little headache about these old sayings.

"What do you mean?" Matsumoto asked in a low voice.

The corner of Yang Luo's mouth sneered, and he approached Matsumoto's ear, "It means you deserve to be unlucky."

Matsumoto's pupils shrank suddenly, "Yang Luo, you..."

Before Matsumoto could get angry, Yang Luo hummed a ditty and returned to his own half.

This round, Yang Luo won simply and beautifully, and let out a bad breath.

"Good job Yang Luo, let this Matsumoto taste your power."

"Damn it, deserved it, this guy Matsumoto is not clean up, he deserved to be shoveled by his own people,"

"This is God's eye-opener. Have you seen it just now? Yang Luo's extraordinary skill is very clever. He is so handsome. He is almost catching up with my demeanor back then."

In front of the TV, the players of the football team of Rongcheng High School stayed at Zhang Xiao's home, appreciating the game seriously, seeing Matsumoto's face covered in blood, everyone was overjoyed.

"Chen Long, I said you still have to be shameless. Yang Luo has caught up with your demeanor back then? Why don't I know what your demeanor was back then?" Li Rong said contemptuously, crossing his legs.

When Chen Long heard this, he immediately became angry.

Rolling up his sleeves, he said, "Hey, Li Rong, you're looking for a fight, right? You're not working hard to study hard. What kind of game are you running to watch? Aren't you afraid that your mother will abuse you?"

The people around must have immediately laughed, don't look at Li Rong's bluff, but he is afraid of his own mother. If his mother stares at him, he would be so scared that he would pee his pants. This is something everyone knows.

Li Rong also became angry when he heard it.

Standing up, he pointed at Chen Long and shouted: "Chen Long, you have the face to criticize me. If you don't help out at your father's restaurant, why are you running out? Aren't you afraid that your father will give you fried meat on a stick?"

When it comes to stick fried meat, everyone burst into laughter.

Chen Long’s family runs a restaurant, and his father is a standard chef. I remember one time Chen Long failed an exam. When he got home, his father gave him a hard lesson with a stick. After Li Rong found out, So the legend of fried meat on a stick was deduced.

Everyone couldn't help laughing after listening, Chen Long stood up angrily, "Li Rong, I think I'd better get you some fried meat on a stick first," he jumped up and rushed over.

(End of this chapter)