Pampas waist

Chapter 48 Changhong shines through the sun

The commentator's shouts echoed in the sky, and the ball landed on the turf not far away.

Schweinsteiger pushed his shoulder hard, causing Chen Mo to lose his balance in the air.

"Great opportunity! I can't miss it!"

As the world was spinning, he vaguely saw the ball not far away and the running Bayern midfielder. He gritted his teeth, tightened the core muscles of his waist to forcefully fix his limbs, and then landed in the posture of a tiger landing!

"Crunch——"

The fingers of both hands held in front of the body were pressed into the soil, and an unpleasant dislocation sound came from the joints of the middle fingers of the right hand!

"Xiaomei!"

He grinned, but Chen Mo ignored the pain at this time, rolled and crawled towards the football, and stabbed the ball forward just before the tired Bayern players arrived. Messi was waiting to receive the ball in the open space, and Bayern was supposed to defend him.

The midfielder is now beside Chen Mo!

"Oops! Teammates can't rush back to defense!"

Seeing Messi receiving the ball, Hummels was shocked. It was their offensive round just now, and the team still maintained a 235 formation. A large number of players pressed into the hinterland of Barcelona. At this time, Bastian Schweinsteiger fell to the ground.

The other defensive midfielder is out of position, and only he and another defender are left on the defensive line!

Four against two!

Left and right wingers, center forward, attacking midfielder Messi, Barcelona's four arrows in the frontcourt are firing!

With wet black hair flying, Messi ran with the ball along the middle at a high speed. At the same time, he touched the ball step by step, and the ball was always one meter in front of him. His superb ball control ability made Hummels dare not

Grab it.

"Coming, coming, coming! The best dribbler in this cup - Messi's super dribbling! No one can steal the ball from his feet!"

Four on two, Messi dribbled the ball to suppress the front of Bayern's penalty area. The commentator went completely crazy, shouting at the top of his voice, and the fans on the sidelines stood up and stretched their necks to watch.

The top of the arc in the penalty area was within shooting range, but Messi did not take a hasty kick, but continued to press forward. The Bayern defenders who originally wanted to help defend the two wingers had to move back to the center. They put their hands behind their backs, trying to block the eyeball with their bodies, and

At this moment, Messi pushed with the arch of his foot and the ball came to the unmarked right wing. Barcelona's right winger rushed over and shot the ball!

"Facing the goalkeeper one-on-one, are Barcelona going to equalize the score?!"

With much anticipation, the ball drew an arc across the outside of the instep, crossed the goalkeeper's waist, and flew towards the far post——

"clang!"

The ball hit the goal post and bounced out!

"Well——"

"Oh my God! Barcelona right winger Leo didn't seize such a wonderful opportunity! This is a goal that can equalize the score!"

The audience on the sidelines held their heads, and the commentator was wailing like a big cock with his throat pinched. At this moment, Ronaldo's voice broke in.

"The attack is not over yet."

"Nani!"

The commentator Tony Komu looked intently at the screen and immediately widened his eyes: "Oh my God! It's Mo Jun! The direction he ran in was exactly where the ball landed! About five yards away from the left side of the penalty area! But the Bayern players were following closely.

After that, they will never give Mojun time to adjust! Damn it! What is the action of Bayern’s midfielder? He shoveled directly towards Mojun. The ball is likely to be damaged by a malicious foul!!!"

"Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom!!!"

The commentator roared loudly, but there was no commentary or cheering in Chen Mo's ears at this time. Facing the whirling ball, heat rushed to his cheeks, and only the violent heartbeat vibrated on his scalp!

Without thinking, the ball came flying in, and time seemed to slow down. Chen Mo subconsciously opened his arms and pulled his right leg back. When the ball flew in front of him, he suddenly pulled up his right leg, leaned forward, and hit the ball with a whip kick.

Above!

bang!!

Fuck your feet!

The feedback on the instep of the foot is very strong, very refreshing!

Chen Mo was carried half a circle in the air by the inertia of this kick. The sliding tackle of the Bayern defender just passed under him. As the two people stared at each other with different eyes, the ball was like a loaded cannonball, blasting towards the Bayern goal at high speed!

Changhong shines through the sun!!!

With lightning speed, Hummels, who was standing in front of the goal trying to head the ball to clear the ball, didn't even react. The ball "swish" grazed the tip of his ear and hit the goal!

The skill shocked everyone, and the scene was quiet for a moment. All the spectators and fans were stunned by this super long-range shot. After a second, the whole audience burst into shouts like a mountain roar and a tsunami. Everyone cheered, jumped, shouted, and was carried away by the inertia.

Chen Mo, who was on the ground, could even feel the ground shaking, and then a group of red and blue stockings appeared in front of him.

"God, what did you just do?! This ball is so beautiful, Chen Mo!"

"Oh my God, Chen Mo, you saved me, otherwise I would have become the team's sinner!"

"So handsome! If I were a woman, I would definitely marry you!"

The Barcelona players threw Chen Mo to the ground and started playing stack of arhats. Chen Mo was also very excited, but at this time, severe pain in the middle finger of his right hand came to his heart.

"A super, super, super beautiful goal! He volleyed the ball 25 yards away from the goal! The key is that the ball speed is very fast, it is really terrifying power!"

"This goal is very crucial. Barcelona has already experienced a great opportunity in this game that was destroyed by the goalkeeper and converted into a goal by Bayern. If this goal is not scored, Barcelona's morale will definitely collapse, but it will soon collapse."

Fortunately, they have a tough player like Mo Jun! It’s hard for me to imagine how Mo Jun can continue to fight for the ball after experiencing such a fierce high-altitude confrontation with Bastian Schweinsteiger! You know Schweinsteiger

Big guys like Tiger are still lying on the lawn. Well, now the Bayern team doctor is rushing to the court. It seems that he was hit hard by Mo Jun just now. I hope he is okay."

"It should be fine. He has sat up now, but his eyes seem a little confused."

"This is normal. The chin is very fragile, and Mo Jun was hit from the side just now. There are many blood vessels and nerves on the side of the neck. After being hit by gravity, the blood supply to the blood vessels will be temporarily blocked, causing temporary dizziness.

It will cause concussion. In many boxing matches, players will hit this part of their opponent for the same reason. Hey, wait! Not only the Bayern team doctor came on stage, but also the Barcelona team doctor. They ran towards Mo Jun to try to

what?!!"

The commentator became anxious and the audience craned their necks.

The gray-haired old Barcelona team doctor ran to Chen Mo with an anxious look on his face: "What's wrong, little guy? Does it hurt? Is it because of the collision just now?!"

"Uh~ No, my finger seems to be dislocated, and I have a little cramp."

Lying on the ground, Messi lifted Chen Mo's right foot and pushed forward hard. Chen Mo helplessly raised his middle finger towards the team doctor.

"Oh! You scared me to death!"

The old team doctor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, grabbed Chen Mo's right hand and squeezed it, "It's dislocated. It's best to get off the field and get treatment."

Hearing that he was about to leave, Chen Mo immediately shook his head: "I can't leave before the game is over. Please help me deal with it directly."

"Handle it directly?"

The old team doctor was stunned and looked serious: "That's very painful!"

"It's okay, come on."

".Then just bear with it."

The old team doctor put Chen Mo's right arm on his thigh, and pinched Chen Mo's fingers with his old, wrinkled hands. This scene was captured by the camera.

"The team doctor held Mo Jun's finger. What are they doing?"

The commentator was puzzled, and at this moment, the corner of the screen switched to a slow motion shot of Chen Mo's dislocated finger when he landed on the ground. It was obvious on the screen that there was a dislocation of the bone!

Not only did the commentator see this scene, but it was also projected on the giant screen in the stadium!

"Can you say"

The commentator guessed what he was going to do and was dumbfounded. Ronaldo's eyes showed unconcealed admiration: "He has excellent personal abilities, can unite his teammates, and has such a tough style. This little guy is really lovable."

Ronaldo's voice lingered in the ears of the audience. On the big screen, the Barcelona team doctor held Chen Mo's middle finger and pressed it hard!

"hiss--"

The audience in the stands seemed to hear a "crunch" and their teeth were aching, but Chen Mo just twitched his face, then calmly stood up and shook his fingers.

Iron-blooded!

The audience was all infected. I don’t know who started it. Gradually, all the audience spontaneously shouted loudly!

"Chen——Mo——"

"Chen——Mo——"

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, and looked up with his hands on his hips. When the spotlight came on, he realized that the 70,000 spectators in the audience were chanting his name!

(End of chapter)