hurricane!
The leg muscles are tightened, the insteps are firmly hooked on the ball, and the abdomen is used to lift the chest!
The powerful force instantly snatched the ball from Ronaldinho's feet. Without any hesitation, Chen Mo just made a violent move!
At this time, the Brazilian team was still in the offensive phase. The entire formation was pressed past half-court. In order to provide support in the middle, right midfielder Ze Roberto also pressed forward. His path was exactly the path that Chen Mo took to pass the ball. !
"Ruined!"
Seeing the rolling ball and Chen Mo running behind the ball, Roberto's pupils shrank suddenly and he immediately plowed his heels to slow down, but it was too late!
The wind is blowing!
Before he could realize what was happening, Chen Mo, who was at least three meters away in front of him, had pulled out a string of afterimages and rushed towards his right shoulder. Before he could turn his right eye, Chen Mo had disappeared!
"I passed it! Oh my God! Chen Mo passed Roberto Ze with one violent move!"
“Go, go, go, go, go!!!!”
"Kill the Brazilians!!!"
Ronaldinho and Chen Mo raced on the wing, switching offense and defense. Chen Mo suddenly went to the middle to beat Ze Roberto, and two consecutive passionate sprints instantly raised the atmosphere in the audience!
Countless fans jumped up from their seats. In the family stand area, Yuechi Xun was already waving the big orange cat wildly. Beside her, Wenger, who had always been gentle, was already standing on tiptoes holding his chair, his eyes behind his transparent glasses filled with emotion. It's excitement!
"Go and prove to the world! Prove that you are no worse than Ronaldinho!"
"I will never lose to him again!"
Wind wind wind! ! !
Boom, boom, boom, boom! ! !
The black hair is dancing wildly on the back of the head!
The sound of the wind accompanied by the violent heartbeat pounding behind the ears!
Recalling the loneliness of the Champions League quarter-finals three months ago in his mind, Chen Mo's usually gentle eyes burst out with unprecedented fighting spirit while running wildly!
"hot!"
The fighting spirit turned into blood!
Through the meridians, hot blood sinks from the brain, like hot lava melting into the limbs and bones!
The power is getting stronger!
The legs push on the ground more and more powerfully!
【Speed 99→99+】
The moment the ice blue font flashed before his eyes, Chen Mo seemed to feel that his body suddenly became much heavier!
Yes!
It doesn’t feel lighter, it feels heavier!
It's as if the body has changed from an iron pipe to heavy, solid cold steel!
heavier!
But the force fed back to the soles of the feet by pushing hard is stronger, and the resistance brought by the air seems to be reduced!
Under the shocked gazes of all the fans around the world, Chen Mo's arms and legs almost appeared as afterimages!
He ran faster and faster, and with his 1.86-meter body, he was like a heavy tank with a top-level racing engine!
"What monster?!"
In just two blinks, Chen Mo dribbled the ball from the Argentina penalty area to the center circle. At this time, Kaká, who had not followed Ronaldinho to the penalty area, stuck to him, but after just two kicks, his eyes widened in an instant. !
Can't keep up!
He was running without the ball and was being pushed further and further away by Chen Mo!
Under the shocked gaze of the fans in the audience, the distance between Kaka and Chen Mo gradually widened! ! !
"Oh my God!!! Is this really human speed?!!! Kaka can't catch up with Chen Mo when he runs without the ball?!"
"Too fast! Lightning! No! He's faster than Lightning!!!"
"Invincible!!!"
"Wind!!!"
Mountains roar and tsunami roars!
The entire Iduna Park stadium boiled instantly, and all Argentinian fans were jumping!
The ground even started to tremble!
But Chen Mo couldn't feel any of this. There was only the ball leaping forward and midfielder Emerson coming from the right front!
"It's just a foul!"
Chen Mo can't stop him at this speed!
Emerson, who was not sure about the tackle at all, ran directly towards Chen Mo without any hesitation. The next second, "Bang!" Amidst the exclamations of the audience on the sidelines covering their mouths, Emerson tensed his right arm and hit Chen Mo hard on the shoulder. Sen flew backwards instantly, and the heavy impact from Emerson, who was just over 1.8 meters tall, only made Chen Mo's upper body shake slightly!
The whole world is shocked!
All the spectators who saw this scene in front of the TV were wide-eyed. Even Zidane, who was watching the game with his teammates, shook his head and waved when he saw Emerson falling like a plane and Chen Mo, who was still running wildly with the ball. The commentators have completely lost their voice at this time!
"No one can stop him! No one can stop Chen Mo anymore! No one!!!"
"It's like the devil descended from the sky, he is really the Tai Sui God on earth! This Chen Mo! Awesome!!!"
The breaking sound vibrated above the court, as if it was about to shatter the clouds, but Chen Mo couldn't hear it as he was running wildly. All he could see was Juan, who was lowering his center of gravity to defend at the top of the arc!
"Left?! Right?! Or pass?!"
Looking at Chen Mo with black hair dancing wildly, Juan swallowed unconsciously, and the lightning flashed in his mind. The next second, he was shocked when he saw Chen Mo's posture!
There were still thirty-five meters away from the goal. Chen Mo, who was running wildly, gently moved the ball with his right foot to fine-tune the distance, and then plowed the ground with his left foot!
"Oh my god?! Chen Mo is going to shoot?!!"
"so far?!!!"
"Oh my God! Dida's positioning is wrong! He's standing too far forward!!!"
"Chen Mo is going to hang the door!!!"
"Portable door? Humph!"
Under the gaze of fans all over the world who instantly overturned their chairs, four deep scratches were drawn out of the turf. Chen Mo's eyes were fixed on the upper right corner of the goal. He stretched his arms, stretched his right foot back to the left, and stretched his hamstring to the limit. In one second, "Hit me!" The core muscles of the waist and abdomen exerted force to drive the thighs, twisting the legs, and swung round!
"boom!"
Thunder exploded!
Even if they can't hear it, the audience in the stands can still feel the "bang" from the almost deformed visual impact of the ball! ! !
No arc!
The ball hit the upper right corner of the goal like an armor-piercing bullet shot from the barrel of Barrett's M82A1 gun!
Can't see clearly!
I can't see the ball clearly!
Juan felt a sharp pain in his left ear, and the next second, he was buried in the cheers of the fans in the audience! ! !
"World wave! World wave!!! In the 39th minute of the game! Chen Mo hit a world wave!!! This ball is so powerful!! Oh my God! I bet that this ball is definitely the most popular in this World Cup. Great goal! He ran for more than 40 meters and dribbled the ball into the Brazilian penalty area. Then he ran for most of the field to catch up and block Ronaldinho. Finally, he dribbled the ball from his own penalty area past two people and ran across the half-court to complete a super long-distance shot. ??!!!"
"Hahaha! Support the building that is about to collapse, turn the tide before it falls!!! Maybe! This World Cup is not about Ronaldinho being crowned king, not Zidane being crowned king! But! Dare to change the old days into a new one!! !Twilight of the gods?? The sun is in the sky! Chen Mo is the one who slaughtered the gods and achieved enlightenment!!!"
The commentators roared, but their voices were soon covered up by the excited Argentine fans in the audience!
【vamos, vamos Argentina
(Come on, come on, Argentina)
vamos, vamos a ganar
(Come on, come on, Argentina)
que esta barra quilombera
(Everything is already boiling)
no te deja no te deja de alentar
(Don’t stop, don’t stop moving forward).]
With arms raised and the ground shaking, "vamos, vamos Argentina", which was released in 1978, spread from the blue ocean in the stands to the entire stadium.
Countless young fans cheered for joy, waving their hands and singing with red necks, while those old Argentinian fans were all in tears and wiping their red eyes. Among them, an old man who was playing a big drum was crying while beating the drum. The drumbeat of joy.
All Argentina fans gave their warmest cheers to the young man who rushed to the corner, leaped high and punched vigorously!
