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Chapter 79 Southern Leopard VS Northern Horse
The duel between the Southern Leopards and the Northern Horses began at 14:30 in the afternoon, and the sky was still drizzling. Yang Luo and Ling Feng came to the stadium with umbrellas after having lunch.

The rainy weather still affected the enjoyment of the game. Although it was a semi-final, there were only a handful of spectators present in the stands, less than 20, but the game went on as scheduled.

In the stands, Ling Feng glanced at the players of the two teams, and then said to Yang Luo, "The number 2 in the green jersey and the number 10 in the orange jersey, you should pay close attention to them."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yang Luo saw the numbers corresponding to the players on the field, and quickly found the two people Ling Feng mentioned.

The number 10 in the green jersey is not tall and has dark skin. He keeps sprinting back and forth on the field. Yang Luo found that this guy sprints very fast and his feet are very flexible, especially when he kicks his legs when he sprints. A terrifying burst of explosive power came, and it looked like a very aggressive player.

Yang Luo remembered this person, he was Nanbao.

"I've seen Nan Bao, a player known for his speed." Yang Luo said with his eyes fixed on Nan Bao.

Ling Feng nodded. The first game he came to Qingdao to watch was the Southern Leopards game. That game really left a deep impression on him.

"The speed of 11 seconds is not a cover. I believe that for any defensive team, such a speed is a deadly threat. Moreover, the Southern Leopards not only have speed, but also their skills are not bad, especially their awareness. They are both very strong, so Beima has some fights." Ling Feng analyzed.

Speaking of Beima, Yang Luo's eyes naturally fell on the team wearing orange jerseys.

This team is relatively quiet, the players are doing some simple passing drills, but the athlete wearing the No. 9 jersey is doing jumping drills by himself, which is very ordinary and no one can see it. The player turned out to be a free kick master.

"Northern Horse's free kick and Southern Leopard's speed, who do you think has a better chance of winning?" Yang Luo turned his head and asked.

Ling Feng held his chin and shook his head, that's why he insisted on watching this game today.

Both sides are not weak, but they are fighting for "star" players. Whether it is the Southern Leopards or the Northern Horses, they are one of the strongest players in this cup, and he also got a news that the Campus Cup The holding is also a preparation for the player reserve of the World Youth Championship in the future.

That is to say, in this cup, some dazzling players will be included in the substitute squad for the World Youth Championship. Therefore, the collision between the Southern Leopards and the Northern Horses will be quite intense.

In addition, how to highlight the "star" players among the two players depends on the formation of the coaches of each team. Whoever has a good formation will be slightly better.

Ling Feng was already covered with goose bumps. His lifelong dream was to become a professional athlete. However, the immediate task before him was to enter the shortlist for the World Youth Championship. Brilliant rendering.

Thinking of this, every cell in Ling Feng's body became excited, no matter if it's the southern leopard or the northern horse, just wait, I will definitely defeat you.

Ling Feng's strong will did not affect Yang Luo who was beside him. Yang Luo focused on every player on the court. With the corner of Yang Luo's eyes moving, the match began.

Nanbao's player took the lead in attacking. The midfielder passed the ball to the side, and the side quickly broke through. But as soon as the side got the ball, Yang Luo saw something was wrong, and the side started very quickly. As for the defenders, they couldn't catch up at all, and after a few steps, they left the opponent behind.

"So fast" Yang Luo shouted in surprise.

Ling Feng also noticed this, raised his head and looked nervously, the opponent was running wildly, his dark skin became his unique symbol, his running posture was like a cheetah, his speed was astonishingly fast.

With a "bang" kick, Nan Bao went down at high speed and made a direct pass. At this time, the people in the penalty area were crowded with each other. Suddenly a tall man jumped up in the crowd and hit the ball directly, and the ball flew off the crossbar. go out.

"hateful!!!"

Watching the ball fly off the crossbar, Nan Bao's teammates made such noises one after another.

However, this scene also made the opposing player discover a problem in time.

In this game, Nan Bao turned out to be a winger, and a tall player was replaced as a center forward. Could it be...!

Suddenly, Ling Feng thought of a question, "Could it be that the opponent wants to give up Nanbao's attack and deliberately use his speed advantage?"

Yang Luo didn't quite understand, so he turned his head and asked, "What was Nan Bao's position before?"

"Like me, I belong to the forward," Ling Feng said.

However, after Ling Feng finished speaking, he continued to add: "The opponent must know Nanbao's speed and scoring ability, so special arrangements have been made for his defense, which will greatly affect Nanbao's performance. If he The position has changed, and I have stood in another position."

Yang Luo suddenly understood this point: "In other positions, the opponent must be unprepared, so there will be more opportunities to create passes."

Ling Feng nodded, "That's right, in this match, Nanbao played a high-altitude ball and used his speed advantage to pass into the penalty area. Have you noticed that the opponent's header is very tall, I think this That's their tactic."

Yang Luo also noticed this. The person who replaced Nanbao was very tall, about 1.85 in height. He was the one who hit the ball just now. Therefore, this layout will definitely catch the opponent by surprise.

The big foot kicked out, and it was the turn of the northern horse players to attack. Now that they have reached the semi-finals, both sides are not giving in to each other. Since the position of the Southern Leopard has changed, the opponent has also made timely adjustments and arranged for a very fast player. The team members pressed close to each other. Although their speed was not as fast as Nanbao, their flexible bodies and fast speed still had some influence on Nanbao.

"Squeak" The referee suddenly blew the whistle.

"What's going on?" Ling Feng just stared at Nan Bao, but didn't notice any changes on the field.

"Foul." Yang Luo said.

Ling Feng immediately turned his gaze back, and saw Bei Ma got up from the ground not far from the midfield. The referee went over to check the situation, pointed to the ground and said, "Free kick."

"Free kick, what's going on?" Ling Feng couldn't help asking in surprise when he saw the referee's penalty. Although he didn't see the process just now, Beima's free kick was superb. Why did the opponent give him such an idiot free kick.

Yang Luo had witnessed the process just now, pointing at the team members standing beside Bei Ma, he said: "No. 4 next to Bei Ma made too much movement just now when defending, and dragged him down."

Ling Feng shook his head, and said in a serious tone, "I have a bad feeling."

"squeak"

The whistle sounded, and at a position of 45 meters, Bei Ma took the penalty. He took a small step in the run-up and shot the ball suddenly.

"Are you going to shoot?" Ling Feng was shocked. He knew that only within 20 meters is the effective shooting range of Beima, but now he wants to shoot directly at a distance of 45 meters?
Bei Ma kicked the ball, and the wall jumped up violently, but the ball passed out against the soles of the jumping players, and Bei Ma's figure rushed out at the same time.

The ball was caught by an offensive player in the frontcourt, but instead of pausing, he passed the ball directly to a distance of about 20 meters from the goal. The ball rubbed up.

The ball drew a beautiful arc and flew along the side of the goal. The ball passed over everyone's heads. With a "crash", the ball scored.

"What~" Ling Feng turned pale with shock and couldn't help exclaiming.

And all the members of the Southern Leopards team also showed surprise expressions. The ball was so sudden, and how it was passed to the feet of the North Horse. Everyone was very puzzled. Many people have not reacted to what happened.

"Beima's effective range is only 20 meters, so he has to make an effective range," Yang Luo said with a flash of light in front of his eyes, and calmly analyzed it.

Ling Feng turned his head to look at Yang Luo, thought for a while, and suddenly looked at Yang Luo with a surprised expression: "Yang Luo, you can do it, how could you think of something that I didn't even think of?"

Yang Luo smiled, he didn't understand these tactics, it's just that the system just gave the answer, and Yang Luo just read it.

When the system just popped up a string of text, Yang Luo was startled, but after reading it carefully, he suddenly felt a little joy in his heart. It seems that the system can feel his doubts, and then give the answer. This is not bad. It would be great if this function can appear during the exam.

What about Peking University and Tsinghua University, if you encounter a question you don’t know, you can directly ask the system, so what questions can be difficult for yourself.

Wouldn't that be invincible, haha.

When Yang Luo was still thinking about sex, Ling Feng exclaimed loudly.

"Damn, this is too ridiculous."

Yang Luo hurriedly turned his head, and saw that Bei Ma was at the left bottom. After passing two people, he rubbed the ball again with his left foot and arced towards the inside of the goal. This angle almost formed a zero-degree angle with the goal. Could it be that Is he going to pass the ball.

The opponent's goalkeeper had already stood in his position, and when he saw the ball flying towards him, he attacked directly, but the ball flying in mid-air suddenly drew a strange arc, and landed in front of the goal. No one reacted, and fell In the goal line.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, the entire stadium was quiet, there was no sound, not even the sound of cheers, but only Bei Ma ran into the goal alone, and ran back to the midfield slowly with the ball in his arms.

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