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Chapter 709 The end of the game
Yang Luo flew into the air and did a 4-degree backflip at a height of more than 360 meters. This scene once again shocked everyone.

The height of more than 4 meters is simply beyond the limit of human beings. How can he jump so high.

Moreover, Yang Luo kicked out a standard big empty wing shape in the air.

"Golden Hook Upside Down"

With a sound of "bang", Yang Luo's immense strength immediately sent the ball into the net with flames.

Silence, deadly silence.

No one in the audience made a sound. In the stadium of 10 people, there was no other sound except breathing. Everyone was staring at Yang Luo who had just landed in the stadium.

Yang Luo waved his arms and shouted loudly: "I did it, the Chinese did it, whoever said that the Chinese can't play football, who said that the Chinese team can't beat Brazil, today, I should show you."

"boom"

As soon as Yang Luo finished speaking, the entire stadium erupted. The fans in the red jerseys stood up frantically at the same time. Their emotions were already at their peak, and they shouted into the stadium.

"Well said, Chinese team, come on, Yang Luo, come on."

"Fuck it, how can I say it makes my blood boil, Chinese football beats you, I will always support you."

"Nimma, if anyone dares to look down on the Chinese team, I will be the first to go up and kill him, and China will rise."

"Ah..." Some fans were so excited that they couldn't speak, they just shouted indiscriminately.

Yang Luo's words completely blew up the audience. Teammates from all directions rushed over, hugged Yang Luo and threw them in the air. At this moment, Yang Luo seemed to be the hero of the team, the hero of China.

40 minutes into the second half, Yang Luo finally staged an extraordinary hat-trick.

This is already his second hat-trick on the stage of the World Cup. Against a world-class team like Brazil, he was able to score 3 goals in a row, which has never happened in the entire history. Yang Luo once again made history.

Yang Luo was constantly being thrown into the air, his mood was nothing but excitement, being able to prove himself and the team on such a big stage was enough for him.

But the credit for all of this, of course, belongs to the result in his hand.

Yang Luo gently stroked the ring on his hand, and the ring once again gave off an indistinguishable light, which only Yang Luo could feel.

But the ring suddenly became restless, and the energy was extremely majestic, as if a wave of energy had just gathered and was waiting to explode.

"Isn't it over yet?"

Yang Luo couldn't help thinking that every time his body's energy erupted, the ring would be accompanied by a restlessness, but every time the eruption ended, the restlessness would disappear, but the energy in the ring is still very violent now.

Thinking of this, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Yang Luo's mouth again.

4-1.
In the 40 minutes of the game, the Chinese team led by 3 goals. No matter how strong a team is, it is impossible to score 5 goals in 3 minutes, not to mention the existence of a perverted player like Yang Luo in the Chinese team.

This time, the Brazilian team is completely finished.

Neymar pinched his waist with one hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead with one hand. He has met countless powerful opponents in La Liga for so many years. He has never despaired in his heart. But today, there is a trace of despair in his mind. When Yang Luo took off together to fight for the header, at that moment, he felt that he and Yang Luo were definitely not equal opponents.

Yang Luo is much stronger than him.

Neymar's head hangs weakly, he knows that this World Cup, Brazil will stop.

In addition, the head coach of the Brazilian team, Tite, slumped on the bench weakly. He could hardly believe everything in front of him. His team lost to the Chinese team, and the Chinese team almost won the whole of Brazil with their own strength. Team.

It's over, this time when I return to China, I will definitely be drowned in saliva. In addition, my position as the head coach may come to an end here.

On top of Tite's head, Bailey sat there, he was too surprised to say a word.

At this time, if he shouted that the Brazilian team could win, it would be a fool's behavior. He felt that the eyes of the surroundings were staring at him, and it was time for Pele to respond.

"Ahem." Bailey covered his mouth with his hands and pretended to cough a few times, then said solemnly: "Actually, I have been observing Yang Luo for a long time, and what I said just now was nothing more than to motivate him. True Spirit."

Even if Bailey said this by himself, his face would not feel hot, but the others glanced at Bailey and turned their heads to the court.

Instead of focusing on this crow's mouth, it's better to expect Yang Luo to continue to surprise people.

Yang Luo simply gave people too many surprises. This game can be regarded as Yang Luo's complete explosion. This is the first time that fans have completely pinned their hopes on one person.

It turns out that the Chinese team does have too many excellent players. Every time a high-level game is played, the fans pin their hopes on these players, but the fact is cruel. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The first generation is the one with the most hopes placed by fans.

But that year, the Chinese team brought hope to the fans, but it was only hope. Now, the appearance of Yang Luo has finally become the object of support in the hearts of the fans.

Only he can give the fans a complete surprise, and the fans' emotions can completely explode.

As the game drew to a close, all the Chinese fans stood up and shouted "Come on, Chinese team".

In such an atmosphere, the game that had no suspense started again.

The momentum of the Brazilian team has been completely dismantled, every player has no fighting spirit, their morale is low, and they are beaten to pieces.

Even the kickoff was half-dead.

After all, in the eyes of everyone, the game is coming to an end.

But at this time, a figure was very active, that person was Ling Feng, Ling Feng rushed forward and immediately broke Casemiro's ball, and it was about to end, Ling Feng turned around and shouted : "Yang Luo, the last ball is up to you."

Yang Luo laughed, "Okay."

Yang Luo rushed forward with a smile and kicked the ball.

Regardless of the result of this kick, it has little meaning, because the winner thinks that the last kick is completely to vent.

Before the game, Brazil coach Tite looked down on him in various ways, even Pele.

The more others look down on him, the more Yang Luo's fighting spirit burns. In the past, Yang Luo would bear it, but now Yang Luo can't bear it, so Yang Luo took the last kick without any pressure. .

"Boom" the ball continued to make a familiar sound. Everyone watched the ball fly towards the goal, but there was no worry or tension in their eyes.

Because the Brazilian team has completely given up.

Even the goalkeeper didn't feel nervous at all, quietly watching the ball fly over.

"Wow"

The ball went over the goalkeeper and fell directly into the dead corner of the goal.

Squeak~ The game is over.

(End of this chapter)