NovelTags Chapter 133
Chapter 133
Chapter 133 Breaking the door through the crotch! Chen Ting scored first!!
The winner of the Falk National Cup is the first gift that Chen Ting intends to leave to Montpellier.
But to do that, you have to win today’s game.
Chen Ting looked at his teammates, and his expression gradually became resolute.
On the other side, Monaco’s striker Rodriguez came to his teammates in turn, whispering encouragement.
Defeating Chen Ting in a head-to-head match is the dream of every French striker, and Rodriguez is no exception.
He really wants to win this match and let the fans of Fake know that Chen Ting is not invincible.
“Toot!” The referee blew the whistle for the start of the game.
Monaco served first, striker Ocampos sent the ball out and then rushed to the half of Montpellier.
“Boom!”
Zhongguancun you and that Moutinho received the ball and went straight to the front of the Montpellier penalty area.
Rodriguez, who inserted at high speed, managed to keep the ball at his feet and then shook Montpellier’s defenders in a feint.
As soon as the game began, Monaco launched a wave of rapid attacks, similar in style to the goal Montpellier scored in the opening eight seconds.
Inside the box, Rodriguez shot hard, and the football flew towards the goal like an off-string arrow.
This shot is of high quality, fast and angular.
Montpellier’s goalkeeper Pierre focused at high speed and reacted the moment Rodriguez made a kick.
I saw that his footsteps kept moving, and then he flew out, stretched out his hands, and held the ball firmly in his arms.
“Oooo
“Well done!”
Montpellier cheered and applauded in the stands.
Pierre held the ball in both hands, locked his eyes on Chen Ting in the opponent’s half, and then ran and sent out a big foot.
The football leapt through the air until Monaco was at half-time.
Chen Ting stopped the ball in his chest, got rid of Monaco midfielder Condobia who stepped forward to press, and ran towards the penalty area.
Kondogbia reacted quickly, quickly followed, and stuck in front of Chen Ting, not giving him a chance to shoot.
Chen Ting changes direction to the left, he moves to the left, Chen Ting cuts to the right, and he can easily keep up with a flexible pace.
Chen Ting tried various methods, but could not get rid of Kondogbia.
A smug smile appeared at the corner of Kondogbia’s mouth, thinking that he had limited Chen Ting’s play.
“Hey, boy, it looks like you’re just that!”
Saying that, Kondogbia waved his hand to his teammates who rushed in the distance: “No need to come, I have one is enough!” ”
Just when he was fantasizing about how to praise himself in tomorrow’s news, Chen Ting’s shoulders sank downward, pretending to break through to the left, but actually ran to the right.
Kondogbia reacted quickly and instantly understood Chen Ting’s intentions.
He shifted his center of gravity and his body kept up with Chen Ting’s pace, but found that Chen Ting had already picked up his right leg.
“Fak!”
Kondogbia was shocked in his heart, and quickly raised his left leg to block Chen Ting’s shooting route.
At this time, Milo on the right side had already arrived in front of the door, as long as Chen Ting sent a straight plug, he could hit the door directly.
But Chen Ting did not do this, and when he saw the smile on the corner of Kondogbia’s mouth, he decided to give this arrogant midfielder a little color.
Chen Ting’s right leg swung backwards at great speed, facing the king’s name defenders including Kondogbia, and slammed it out without hesitation.
“Boom!” Make a dull sound.
With a violent spin, the ball passed under Kondogbia’s crotch and rolled towards the goal.
Kondogbia’s outstretched leg did not touch the football, and he looked down incredulously at his parted legs, and deep shame welled up in his heart.
He turned around, looked at the football that had entered the net, and opened his mouth wide.
“Toot!”
The referee blew the effective whistle for the goal, and the number on the scoreboard slowly changed to 0:1.
Montpellier fans in the stands cheered loudly and celebrated the team’s goal.
“Oooo
“Yayy
Alfred in the dugout and the assistant coach next to him high-fived in celebration, a look of excitement flashing in their eyes.
Scoring in the opening two minutes was a dream start.
By winning this match, Montpellier will reach the last four of the Copa Falk Nations, which is new history.
Long Guo, in the studio of the sports channel, Huang Zixiang ran on the table with his right hand.
“Amazing performance! Chen Ting kicked a close kick thirty meters away from the goal, and Montpellier went first! ”
“No matter how strong the opponent he faces, Chen Ting can show his super long-range shooting ability.”
“No team can stop his long-range shot!”
Liu Dahong was also excited: “In all of Chen Ting’s long-range shots, this kick is not very far. ”
“But it passed under the crotch of Monaco midfielder Condobia, which requires great anticipation and foot technique!”
In the comment area, Dragon Country fans frantically brushed the barrage.
“Beautiful! 666！ ”
“Hahaha, the kid on the other side has a green face.”
“I was so arrogant before, but now I am taught by Chen Ting to be a person, I hope he can keep a low profile in the future.”
“Chen Ting’s foot skills are getting better and better, and it is foreseeable that he will become an all-round player in the near future.”
At the Louis II Stadium, in the coach’s dugout of Monaco, head coach Deschamps looked angry and roared at the players on the field.
“Fak! What are you all for! Why not guard against him? ”
“Kondogbia, you idiot! Who made you so arrogant that one went alone to defend against him? ”
On the court, Kondogbia’s face was full of loss, and the humiliation from Chen Ting made him unable to lift his head.
The other players also looked at him with resentment, if he hadn’t refused to help his teammates, he might have been able to block Chen Ting’s shot.
In the stands, Monaco fans were full of talk and their tone was full of dissatisfaction with the team.
“How did you get scored in just two minutes? Did this group of guys play football seriously? ”
“Kondogbia usually looks very powerful, why is it so garbage at the critical moment?”
“If you can’t help it, ask your teammates to cooperate, what kind of hero is a person!”
“If you lose this game, tomorrow it will be a backdrop for Montpellier.”
“Alas, people can even win the Grand Paris, this game is dangerous…”
Hearing the swearing of the players, the mentality of the Monaco players on the field was inevitably affected, and their faces changed and changed.
Kondogbia gritted his teeth, looked at Chen Ting in the distance with resentment, and secretly vowed to guard against him next time.
Striker Rodriguez exhaled and glanced at Ocampos on the other side, nodding at the same time.
Chen Ting scored a goal for Montpellier, and now to equalise, it will take two of their strikers to score.
“Toot!”
The referee blew the whistle, Monaco served in the centre circle and the game was back on track.