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"Flute!" the referee blew the whistle to continue the game.

After the game restarted, Boavista obviously slowed down the pace of the game. They began to play in the midfield and backcourt. They hoped to use this to kill the time of the game and at the same time kill the opponent's fighting spirit and make the opponent anxious, so that they

Only then can we take away the victory from the away game.

Looking at the performance of his players on the court, the head coach of Boavista nodded again. He was very satisfied with the current performance of the players. They did not seem to have been too much impacted. The head coach of Boavista immediately relaxed.

Come down.

"Belamar! Belamar! Belamar!" fans of Belamar cheered for their team in the Aveiro Stadium. "Belamar, charge! Belamar, charge!"

"Well, the game has restarted. We are only one goal behind now. I believe we can defeat our opponents and advance to the next round." Miguetti, the commentator of Aveiro City Sports, said triumphantly, "Oh, damn,

Damn the people of Boavista, damn them for being so negative about the game."

Looking at the actions of the Boavista players on the court, Inacio Augusto also frowned: "As expected, Boavista is going to shrink. Faced with this

With intensive defense, it is very difficult for Béla Mar to break through the opponent's goal in half an hour."

"What a turtle! Boavista, what a turtle! Boavista, what a turtle!" The Beiramar fans saw Boavista cowering in their own half and cursed. They were

Putting pressure on Boavista.

"Hmph! It's only at this time that a fool attacks!" João Consantis in the press box stared at the Beiramar fans with disdain and thought to himself.

"Damn boy, you have nothing to do now." João Consantis stared coldly at Qiu Ze's back on the court and sneered.

At this time, Belamar was indeed in trouble. Belamar still had many offensive opportunities, but it was difficult for them to penetrate into the hinterland of Boavista. In this way, the players of Belamar became more and more anxious.

The scene was a little chaotic.

Off the court, Inacio Augusto couldn't help but stomped back and forth. He was also very anxious at this time. If they couldn't break Boavista's goal, they would be doomed in Beiramar. At this time, Yi

Nasio Augusto couldn't help but raise his head and looked at the kid wearing the yellow and black No. 10 jersey in the stadium.

"What on earth will you do at this time?" Inacio Augusto couldn't help but think about it. At this time, Belamar needs Qiu Ze's ability to threaten the ball.

The entire Belamar is very anxious. Now that the game has passed ten minutes, Belamar has not found a better way, which makes the fans of Belamar even more anxious.

In the press box, the smile on Joao Consantis's face became more and more obvious, and they seemed to have seen the tragic situation of Bellamar being eliminated.

"Boy, let me see what else you can do? Hahaha!" João Consantis was very excited. If there weren't so many people here, he really wanted to stand up and dance a tango.

On the court, Qiu Ze couldn't help but frowned when he looked at Boavista's tight defense. Time was running out and he had to tear apart their defense as soon as possible.

When he thought of this, Qiu Ze immediately raised his hand and asked, and Jorge Joe Cole immediately sent the football over.

After receiving the ball, Qiu Ze immediately rushed into Boavista's half with the ball. Seeing Qiu Ze dribbling the ball, the Boavista players immediately became nervous, and Mikita and forward Alves immediately pounced on him.

, they knew the danger of the yellow-skinned boy in front of them, and they could not give Qiu Ze another chance.

Qiu Ze was not nervous. When the two were about to pounce, Qiu Ze passed the football to the side, and then he floated past Mikita like the wind. Mikita only felt his eyes blur.

Qiu Ze passed by. He was shocked and turned around immediately.

As soon as he turned around, he found that Qiu Ze had caught the ball again. It turned out that Qiu Ze and Louis Wazzena played a one-two, and then they got rid of them. However, Mikita was not in a hurry, because before they

There was still a very dense defense line behind him, and he firmly believed that Qiu Ze would not penetrate their defense line so easily.

However, Qiu Ze let him down. Qiu Ze, who received the ball, did not continue to dribble the ball forward, but suddenly kicked off and sent a high ball. The football quickly flew past Boavista's defense and flew into the penalty area.

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"Pass the ball! Chris sent a high ball, beautiful! The football passed through Boavista's defense, opportunity!" Migueti, the commentator of Aveiro City Sports, suddenly screamed.

"Charge! Beiramar! Charge! Milais!" In the stands, the Beiramar fans suddenly glowed again and cheered excitedly. This almost pushed the very comfortable Joao Consantis out of his seat.

Shocked.

Seeing Qiu Ze threatening Qiu with another kick, João Consantis's face was so pale that his nose and eyes could no longer be seen, "Damn you bastard, are you going to do that?"

Opportunity! This is Belamar's opportunity! All the people of Belamar stood up, and Inacio Augusto even stretched his neck.

On the other side, Boavista's head coach also jumped up from his position and looked into his penalty area with a horrified look on his face.

There, Bellamar's high center forward quickly inserted into the penalty area. At 1.92 meters tall, he stood out like a crane among the chickens. At the same time, he was full of threats.

"Stop him, stop him for me!" Boavista's head coach shouted nervously from the sidelines. At this time, he wished he could appear in the penalty area to help Boavista defend.

When Qiu Ze passed the ball, Milai quickly stepped in and rushed into the penalty area. This was what Qiu Ze had just discussed with him, so that he could be ready to attack Boavista's penalty area at any time. Bellamar wanted to

Here comes the high-altitude bombing.

Milai is not a skinny guy, this guy's body is still very strong and full of impact.

Boavista's players suddenly felt the threat again and rushed towards Milai to interfere with Milai's fight for the header. Because it was difficult for Boavista's defensive players to contain Milai's high altitude advantage, they

The only thing that would disturb Mi Lai.

Miley jumped high as he rushed into the penalty area. He was like a bomber flying over Boavista's penalty area. Suddenly, the Boavista people were extremely nervous, and they all stared at the air in horror.

Mi Lai, I pray that Mi Lai in the sky will fall to pieces and eat shit.

In front of the goal, Boavista goalkeeper Contento was very focused, staring closely at Milai in the air, and was ready to make a save.

Boavista's center back Moreno rushed over in time and jumped with all his strength to win the ball. Of course, he knew very well that he could not win the ball. He only did this in the hope of disturbing Milais.

Don't let Milai easily header the goal.

"Header shot!" Aveiro Sports commentator Miguetti cheered extremely excitedly. At that time, he was almost jumping up.

"Wow!" All the fans in Bellamar cheered. They had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

In the penalty area, Beiramar forward Milai jumped up high, overwhelming Boavista defender Moreno to fight for the top, and a lion shook his head.

"Header bomb..." Miguetti roared crazily, "No! It wasn't a header. Milai didn't hit the goal with a header. He swung the ball towards the center. He deceived everyone... Rui?

Lima, opportunity!”

"Ah!" Everyone in the audience burst out in exclamation. No one expected that Milai would not shoot the ball himself, but put the football to Rui Lima who was open in the middle.

"Opportunity! Empty goal!" All Beiramar fans in the audience screamed. They all stared at Rui Lima in the middle of the penalty area with hopeful eyes.

Rui Lima, who was in the middle of the penalty area, didn't actually expect that Milai would ferry over, but he was just stunned for a moment before he reacted.

This was a God-given opportunity, and of course Rui Lima would not waste it. He did not stop the ball and directly pushed the football towards the empty goal with his leg.

"Shoot..." Migueti roared with a voice full of expectation, and that voice instantly entered the hearts of all Bellamar people.

In front of the goal, Boavista goalkeeper Contento actually did not expect that Milai would ferry over. When he saw Milai crossing over, his jaw almost dropped to the ground in surprise. But a goalkeeper's sensitive nerves

Asking him to react quickly, his body immediately bounced out and flew towards the center of the goal, because he had already seen Rui Lima in the center kicking the ball.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the flying football. The people of Beiramar naturally hoped that the football would fly into Boavista's goal, while the people of Boavista hoped that the football would miss the goal.

Bang! A clear voice came, and everyone in Bellamar was stunned.

"Oh my God! It was saved! Rui Lima's shot was miraculously saved by Boavista goalkeeper Contento! God, this is not true!" Aveiro City Sports

The commentator Migueti held his head in his hands, opened his mouth wide, and roared with disbelief on his face.

"Oops!" Beiramar fans collectively let out a sigh of regret. They didn't expect that the ball could be saved, and they were all stunned.

"Long live! Long live! Long live Contento!" The people of Boa Vista cheered wildly, jumping up excitedly and waving their fists fiercely.

"God, are you kidding me!" Seeing that Qiu's shot that was close at hand did not go in, Inacio Augusto muttered with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Hahaha! That's it! That's it! Kill Béla Mar!" João Consantis cheered extremely excitedly, "Boy, even God is on my side, you fight with me with a shot?"

"What a pity! What a great opportunity! Oh, is this the demon that will kill us in Beiramar?" Migueti, the commentator of Aveiro City Sports, said in a daze.

"Corner kick! We still have a chance for a corner kick." Miguetti suddenly became energetic and loudly reminded the players of Beiramar.

Louis Wazzena quickly ran towards the corner kick, preparing to take the corner kick.

Boavista's players rushed into the penalty area to defend the ball, because Beiramar's Milai was indeed too high and very threatening, so they had to pay attention. Of course, they were also very nervous.

There were indeed too many people in the penalty area, and Qiu Ze couldn't find any opportunities at all. He thought for a while, instead of watching others fight for the ball in the penalty area, he might as well go outside the penalty area to look for opportunities. In this way, Qiu Ze won the penalty area.

In addition, Boavista's players also saw Qiu Ze's actions, but they hesitated and thought it would be better to stay in the penalty area.

At this moment, Luis Wazzena drove the football into the Boavista penalty area with a big kick.

Suddenly, Boavista's penalty area was in chaos. Seven or eight figures jumped up one after another, fighting for the football. It was really chaos.

Bang! In the penalty area, Boavista's forward Alves gained a point in the chaos and pushed the football out of the penalty area. The football quickly flew out of the Boavista penalty area, and Bellamar had a chance.

there is none left.

"Oh! It's such a pity that we didn't win!" Miguetti, the commentator of Aveiro City Sports, shouted regretfully. Suddenly, his voice rose a little higher, "Also, at the front of the penalty area, our hero defeated

Rhys... volley... Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal..."

PS: Originally, the dragons wanted to write more about Qiu Ze’s life, the relationship and interaction with his teammates. However, many friends thought that the dragons were just trying to make up for the word count. Well, I won’t do much about this aspect in the future.

I’ve written it. Let’s write more about competitions. In fact, what dragons are most willing to write about is competitions, because it is easier to write about competitions. For the same number of words, it takes significantly less time to write about competitions, so that dragons have less time to rest.

More, the dragons are very willing to write about the competition. So that’s it, the dragons will write more about the competition in the future, but because there are already a certain number of contributions, I ask for your forgiveness for the time being. Thank you!

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