Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

Ye Chen received an inverted triangle pass from Lukaku.

He wanted to put in all his strength, but when he went up, he slammed the door with a big kick!

However, Chigarini, who was blocking the frontal midfielder, completely threw his huge body horizontally.

Flying to block the eye-catching, intercept Ye Chen's shot!

Ye Chen's mind froze for a moment,

next move.

Instead of shooting, he dunked the ball!

Restricted by his dribbling accuracy, Ye Chen stumbled on the dunk.

The ball is kicked back, a little far from the left support foot.

But it still passed Chigalini.

Chigarini's eyes widened, watching his body slide uncontrollably on the turf like a rolling stone.

"Go and block him!"

Chigarini hurriedly turned around and shouted!

The other players in the Cagliari penalty area all rushed towards Ye Chen like hungry wolves!

Some of them put shovels and raised the spikes.

Some jumped high, with their backs facing the direction of Ye Chen's shot.

There are also opponents with seasoned defense experience.

With his hands behind his back, he rushed towards Ye Chen.

From a distance, it looks like a broken arm!

In an instant,

A vision appeared before Ye Chen's eyes!

He saw a group of demons and ghosts attacking him with their teeth and claws open.

These ghosts and ghosts, with ferocious faces, roared and shouted, desperate to hinder their own progress.

Qi and blood surged and steamed above Ye Chen's head.

This century-old volcano is just waiting for the moment when it erupts!

Ye Chen waved the golden meditation robe on his body, and raised his straight right leg high, forming a 160-degree angle with his body.

"Vajra Legs!"

Ye Chen came and shot on the ground!

Although the ball is farther from his supporting leg,

But Ye Chen adopted an unconventional posture, took a big step to the left side of his body, actively lowered his body, and shot lying down!

The scriptures in the Zen room of Shaolin Temple whispered in his ears again.

Ye Chen felt a sense of release of Qi and blood surging outward!

in sight.

Those ghosts and monsters instantly reverted to Rogge, Nandez, Pellegrini and Na England who blocked him!

Bang!

The football is like a heavy cannon fired—

After crossing the blocking player, an afterimage flashed over the goalkeeper's head and scored into the net!

Cagliari goalkeeper Rafael only felt a hot tingling on his scalp.

Under the head-on impact of the ball speed, he fell backwards!

He even dribbled the ball and entered the goal!

After scoring the goal, Ye Chen's ears suddenly roared.

It seemed that there were a thousand summer cicadas, chattering in his ears!

He couldn't even hear the excited shouts of Lukaku, Brozovic, Barrera, and Lautaro.

I couldn't hear the referee's long whistle signaling Inter Milan's goal.

This is the first time he has transformed into a training scene in the Shaolin meditation mode in the court.

The blood of his whole body, because of the continuous overflow,

The Shaolin monks who are condensed into images behind him are constantly expanding.

It was five feet tall!

However, this time the monk's face was dark and his facial features were invisible.

The golden military uniform also dimmed the original brilliance.

Ye Chen felt dizzy for a while, and his hands and feet were numb.

The instinctive reaction after the goal still made him rush to the away Inter Milan fan area surrounded by his teammates.

The 1000 Inter Milan fans who traveled to the away game, seeing the team equalize, danced and shouted, and couldn't be more excited!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Louder than 2 Cagliari fans erupted!

"We are here, fighting with you!" Lukaku raised his bucket-like arms and punched the fans heavily.

Varela yelled at the fans, pointing at Ye Chen's head.

"Look at him, everyone looks at him, he is Ye!"

As the midfield commander, Brozovic is a lot calmer.

He hugged Ye Chen's head tightly and kissed his forehead.

"Good job, continue to pass the ball and run, we must make a comeback in Sardinia!"

but.

Ye Chen was expressionless.

No body language to celebrate a goal.

In normal times, he must be the one who celebrates the most intensely.

Helped the team equalize the away game before halftime,

Ye Chen jumped onto the broad shoulders of big brother Lukaku and punched the fans hard!

But Ye Chen didn't respond.

It's not that he doesn't want to celebrate.

This time, using the powerful vajra leg kung fu, the qi and blood in the body exploded too violently.

It was beyond Ye Chen's control.

As a result, the control and balance of Yang Qi in his body is seriously insufficient!

Even the phantom of the shot just now appeared.

His face was a little pale, his eyes were in a daze, and his lips lost their color.

Even until now, the cheers of fans and the shouts of teammates have not been heard.

"Oh... so dizzy..."

There are stars in Ye Chen's eyes.

He knew that at this moment, in order to control the overflow of qi and blood in the body, adjust the balance of yang qi.

He had to meditate for a while.

Bang dong!

Ye Chen sat down.

Cross-legged, ring fingers and thumbs together, resting on knees.

Teammates celebrating a goal.

Suddenly saw Ye Chen meditating.

Everyone was shocked!

"Fuck, what is this, what is this doing?" Lukaku was stunned, and his big fist, which was shaking, stopped in the air.

The other teammates also quieted down, looking at Ye Chen curiously.

"Hahaha, Ye is celebrating with yoga moves!"

Barrera yelled, and sat cross-legged beside Ye Chen, imitating his movements and meditating.

The top floor terrace of the previous apartment in the San Siro area.

Barrera has seen Ye Chen practicing yoga and meditating.

Seeing Ye Chen meditate now, Barrera didn't know that he was using meditation to suppress the excessive overflow of Qi and blood.

I thought I was using this yoga pose to celebrate a goal!

"Okay, we'll join too!"

"This action is fun, come together!"

Brozovic, Lukaku, Lautaro, Vecino, Shik...

Six or seven Inter Milan players all imitated Ye Chen and Varela and sat down on the spot, cross-legged and meditating.

These blond, blue-eyed, curly-haired, dark-skinned foreign players meditated around Ye Chen, a yellow-skinned Chinese player.

The scene suddenly became funny!

"Hey, is this Ye Chen's own celebratory action? It's quite creative to meditate in place!" Director Zhang couldn't help laughing.

"It's an interesting episode." Duan Xuan was also cheerful. "It seems that after Ye Chen went to Inter Milan, he quickly integrated into European football culture."

"In their football culture, the stars have their own signature celebration moves, and the audience is very impressed!"

"In order to show his arrogance, Ronaldo will do siu when scoring goals!"

"Ghilardino is called the prince of elegance, and his movements are playing the violin."

"Dybala worships gladiators, and every time he scores a goal, he will make a masked action for the camera!"

"Haha, why did Ye Chen do this meditation?" Zhang Lu asked back.

Duan Xuan was taken aback, scratching his head, "Uh, maybe, maybe it's to spread our Chinese traditional culture to Italian audiences, hahahaha~"

Conte, who was standing on the sidelines, also had fun watching.

This was the first time he saw Inter players celebrating in unison.

"These boys must have rehearsed their celebrations in advance. I didn't know it, but there really are them!"