green mercenary

Chapter 521
"Wow! Inamoto-kun is so handsome! He let the goodbye boy go home empty-handed!"

"Yeah, Michimoto-kun is amazing! He played for Arsenal in the Premier League!"

"Master Dao, long live! Lord Dao, I love you!"

Now that the game was played, Bai Xiaotian understood what was going on when he heard the faint shouts of Japanese girls from the stands.

Want to lend yourself a position?This kid's abacus is quite loud!
"Almost an hour has passed since the game, and neither player has made any achievements."

"However, the Chinese team has slowly slowed down their offense and no longer turned on the guest. The number of attacks by the Japanese team has gradually increased."

"In this game, Bai Xiaotian was watched by the opponent's No. [-] Inamoto Jun, and he didn't have many good opportunities in the whole game."

"The opponent's No. [-] Junichi Inamoto is currently playing for the Arsenal club in the Premier League." At the end, Huang Jianxiang added a sentence to let the fans know that Junichi Inamoto's personal strength is also very good.

The fans in front of the TV could only curse and complain to others, but the fans in Bai Xiaotian's studio were restless.

Arsenal are powerful, yes, but who is Junichi Inamoto?Has it played this season?Got a goal?Are there any successful defenses?
All of a sudden, barrages flew up, all loudly asking Bai Xiaotian to give Jun Inamoto some color.

In the 61st minute of the game, the Chinese team took the lead in making substitutions.

Feeling that the offense was weak, Milu still did not give up on the offense, replaced Yang Chen with a gun, and continued to attack the Japanese team's defense.

The Japanese side is still no movement, it seems that Troussier is satisfied with the current situation on the field.

"Huchi, Huchi" the familiar panting sound sounded in my ears again.This sound has been ringing continuously since 5 minutes ago, and Bai Xiaotian knew that it came from Junichi Inamoto who had been with him for more than an hour.

Although Junichi Inamoto's face was pale due to excessive physical exertion, his eyes were bright.

In his eyes, Bai Xiaotian was like a gold mine that could never be dug out. Every time Junichi Inamoto stretched out his foot to steal it, it was like a shovel, putting the dug gold on his body.

In this way, Inamoto's value will certainly rise, but he forgot that with more gold nuggets on his body, it is easy to overwhelm him and bury him underneath, and he cannot turn over again.

After *** came on the field, he ran to the position before Yang Chen, tearing apart the opponent's defense while creating opportunities for Bai Xiaotian to score goals.

At this time, in the penalty area of ​​the Japanese team, the players of the two teams had huddled together, each looking for a suitable position.

Qu Bo stood next to the right corner stick, waiting for the staff to throw the ball to him.

On the sidelines, Troussier turned around after thinking for a while and shouted: "On the 19th, go warm up!"

Mitsuo Ogasawara, who was on the bench, immediately took off his training uniform, tied up his shoelaces, and went to the sidelines to warm up.

Since Mao Zedong had just entered the field, Nakata Koji and Santo Master squeezed in front of him and defended him closely.

Beside Dewey, Bai Xiaotian and the others, each was followed by a defender.

This time Bai Xiaotian didn't rush outside the restricted area as usual, but stood in the restricted area.There are too many people in the opponent's penalty area, and there is no space for him to run.

After the whistle sounded, Qu Bo spun a high-arc internal spin ball with the arch of his left foot and flew towards the goal of the Japanese team.

"midpoint!"

"It's a beautiful pass!"

"Bai Xiaotian!"

As soon as Huang Jianxiang finished speaking, Bai Xiaotian, who was jumping with Jun Inamoto, jumped up high, straightened his body, straightened his back in the air, adjusted his posture, faced the incoming ball with a header, and headed the ball towards the goal of the Japanese team.

Kawaguchi Nokaku reacted immediately, stretched out one hand, and put his body horizontally in midair.

However, the goal is only a moment.

Before landing, Nohuo Kawaguchi already knew the result.Seeing the ball fly past his fingertips is beyond the reach of a goalkeeper.

"The ball went in la la la la la la la la!" Huang Jianxiang jumped up from his seat, "Bai Xiaotian scored the goal!"

"In the 63rd minute of the game, taking advantage of a corner kick, Bai Xiaotian took the lead in breaking through the goal of the Japanese team from the top of the defender's head!"

"The Chinese team took the lead 1-0!"

"The Chinese team is ahead!"

"Hula!" Seeing the goal, the fans in the stands of the visiting team stood up instantly, shouting and cheering like a tsunami, waving the flags in their hands to cheer for the Chinese team.

Even some Japanese female fans who sat close to the Chinese fans raised their hands high, their faces full of confusion.

One side is my favorite star, the other side is my national team, should I celebrate or not?

"Fake!" Seeing Bai Xiaotian's goal, Troussier raised his forehead and almost fell backwards.

What is Junichi Inamoto doing?Why didn't the ball get stuck in place and let the goodbye boy hit it?
While complaining about Junichi Inamoto's poor defense, Troussier was also complaining about himself, why didn't he take advantage of the Chinese team's substitution just now and replace him with a new defender to guard against Bai Xiaotian.

After Bai Xiaotian landed, although he saw the ball hit the net, he didn't run to the sidelines to celebrate.Instead, he bent down and reached out his hand to Inamoto Junichi who was sitting on the ground looking up at him. "Ah, Inamoto-kun, so you are here! I said, why didn't you guard against me just now!"

Seeing Bai Xiaotian's relaxed smile, Junichi Inamoto's outstretched hand trembled, and suddenly a sense of powerlessness welled up from the depths of his heart.

Terrible, farewell boy is terrible!

It's not that Junichi Inamoto didn't defend. On the contrary, the moment Qu Bo took the corner kick, he had already thought of a way to defend.

Since he's on the defensive side, he doesn't have to put the ball into the damn goal frame like an offensive player, he just needs to destroy the ball.

Inamoto Junichi thought very well, the moment Bai Xiaotian took off, he also took advantage of the opportunity to head the ball and slammed into the opponent.

He didn't stretch out his hands or lift his feet, just bumped into Bai Xiaotian with his body.As for whether he can hit the ball, it is no longer in Junichi Inamoto's plan.

But just like that, the moment Jun Inamoto jumped and bumped into Bai Xiaotian, he suddenly felt a strong recoil from Bai Xiaotian's shoulder.

Before taking off to reach the highest point, Inamoto Junichi was hit by a buttock.But Bai Xiaotian adjusted his heading posture in the air at this time, and then pushed the ball into the net.

Body, jumping, heading skills, no matter what point, Junichi Inamoto fought hard.

He calculated and calculated by himself, but he was not taken seriously by the other party at all!

At this moment, Inamoto Jun's eyes were filled with only fear.

Is this the true strength of the Champions League Golden Boot?
After playing for an hour, why was he still in good spirits when I was so tired that I was about to collapse?
Looking at the bulging tendons on Bai Xiaotian's legs and the abdominal muscles printed by the wet jersey, Junichi Inamoto seemed to understand something.

Desperate, Inamoto Junichi managed to prop up his body, but was easily pulled up from the ground by Bai Xiaotian.

After Junichi Inamoto stood up, the girl who had rushed over to flatter her horse jumped on Bai Xiaotian and rode behind him.

The Japanese team is an old enemy. The national football veteran has long been so excited that he can lead the opponent by one goal in the World Cup.

Who cares about it?Anyway, the Chinese team is ahead, let's celebrate first!
In this way, all the Chinese players in the frontcourt flocked to the Japanese team's penalty area, surrounded Bai Xiaotian in the middle, and celebrated wantonly regardless of the thoughts of the Japanese players around them.

As the host, the Japanese players could only watch as their opponents used their penalty area as a party venue.

(End of this chapter)