Zhuo Yang looked at his teammates who were gathering together and understood what he should do.

"Brother Kennis, Brother Ignaz, brothers. Of course I believe in you, just as you believe in me."

"The competition has only officially begun now."

"Brothers, let's go to Class B!"

Eleven Madiburg players gathered together, holding hands with each other and forming a condensed circle, like a torch that was about to burn.

Zhuo Yang's Qiyun Dantian stared wide and shouted: "Fuck him!!"

"Fuck him!" "Fuck him!" "Fuck him!" Eleven Madiburg players shouted in unison.

Thomas Hasler on the rostrum had a ferocious face and blurted out: "Fuck him!"

"Fuck him!" The little pig, Scar, Butcher, Mertesak, and the second brother shouted in unison.

Chairman Angus Mullen waved his hand to the center of the court: "Fuck him!" His old face turned red with a shiny look.

"Dou————" On the canal, the freighter sounded a long whistle, and the bow of the ship plowed through the hard water surface.

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The Madiburg players scattered and prepared to re-teleball. Zhuo Yang hugged Rand: "Carl, thank you." He patted Rand on the back with his hands. Rand also hugged Zhuo Yang, without saying a word, but

He smiled, laughing happily. Rand also patted Zhuo Yang's back, and he understood what Zhuo Yang said. Rand knew that Zhuo Yang trusted him just as he trusted Zhuo Yang.

"Beep--". The referee blew the whistle of the kick-off. In the 56th minute of the second half, Zhuo Yang transferred the ball to Marx Dodd, and ran towards Elgerberg's penalty area without looking back.

Philip Risse, who was originally planning to continue to push forward and block the block, quickly retreated. No team in the C League dared to allow Zhuo Yang to face his back line.

In the following time, Zhuo Yang ignored his backcourt and didn't care about his teammates' killing. He just thought he couldn't see anything. Except for the symbolic appearance of pressing in the frontcourt, all other kung fu were

Keep interspersing with running positions, looking for every gap in Elgerberg's defense.

Don't underestimate Zhuo Yang's casual run. As long as he stays in the frontcourt, the hearts of the entire team of Elgerberg are raised to the throat. After most of the season, the shadow of the famous tree and Zhuo Yang's terrifying attack power

Fame is rising. What are the mere group of League C teams? Kaiserslautern and Werder Bremen's tears have not been wiped dry yet.

Elgerberg is facing a big enemy in the backcourt, and the two full-backs are not tempted to defend themselves, but they dare not step over the midfielder. They dare not assist as unscrupulously as they did in the first half. Even the midfielder Philippe

Lisai also became Zhuo Yang's shadow. He felt panicked even after leaving Zhuo Yang for more than three meters. In addition to the goalkeeper, six out of the eleven people were confined by Zhuo Yang in their own half.

Elgerberg, who only had to tie the game, now has one goal, which is equivalent to having the advantage of two goals, so he has made a strategic recovery with the trend. More importantly, Zhuo Yang's teammates,

Everyone was like a bandit with red eyes, with their upper and lower teeth biting each other tightly, and they fought with their opponents in every corner.

When Rand was flying Mickey Adolf, he didn't care whether he was foul or not, nor did he do any self-protection at all. He wanted to die with his opponent. If you have a genital, you should pass me. If you dare to pass me, I will destroy you. We both

The legs touch the legs, and the bones are broken and the eggs are played.

Samuel chased Gregory, who was six years younger than him, and was chasing him at a loss in speed. Without any hesitation, he put the shovel from the back and shouted loudly: "I'll go to you."

Damn!" Seeing the shoe nails coming towards his ankle, Gregory's face turned pale in an instant, and he jumped and dodged in a hurry. Big! The football was almost shoveled into the waves of the canal. Gregory fell down and was so angry that he jumped and dodged.

Sitting in Samuel's arms, she was scared. Samuel was not at all pretentious: "Get out!" He pushed Gregory with both hands, and he rolled over and got up.

The handsome Greek guy Kalitzakis is more than five meters away from the football landing point, while Elgborg striker Jinke is only less than three meters away. The handsome guy jumped first, squeezed out the physical strength in his bone marrow, and said: "Good come!

!" Gliding away roared like two goshawks that hit the air. The handsome old man and Jin Ke collided hard. The sound of the two foreheads could be heard in the stands. Jin Ke lay on the ground and felt pain in pain.

The old handsome guy who had already stood up stood proudly regardless of the blood on his face.

"Boy, you're so young!" Kalitzakis was like Leonidas, the Spartan king stationed at the hot spring gate.

Zhuo Yang's teammates are no longer fighting bayonets with their opponents, but are carrying explosive bags. They want Zhuo Yang to have no worries. They fight for their lives like they die together in order to save Zhuo Yang valuable physical fitness.

The singing in the stands never stopped again, "You Will Never Walk Alone" was over and over again. None of the twenty thousand people sat down again, and they were already standing and singing for their soldiers. Looking at the turf

The tragic SB was completely crying. Mark Winster burst into tears, but they still shouted stubbornly.

Li Xiaoqing's tears have already begun. She seemed to understand why football has become the world's number one sport and why the talented Zhuo Yang is so fascinated by the barbaric green field.

Angus Mullen was crying and murmured: "Father, have you seen it? This is the Madiburg I am proud of."

All 20,000 people were full of tears. They shouted the names of each player over and over again, singing "You will never walk alone" over and over again.

The Elgborgs were frightened. They were forced to retreat to their half by the Madibor bandits. Even if they wanted to organize such a surging offensive in the first half, it was impossible. Not only was they tactical, but they were also brave.

superior.

All the Madiborg people have already firmly believed that the game is far from over, and the game is just beginning, and Madiborg will surely win. Their strong confidence comes from the young men who are fearless on the field.

It comes from the young captain who was leisurely fighting with the whole audience in a sharp contrast. The Madiborg people believe in the number 18, who was running slowly, because he has never disappointed the Madiborg people.

The Madiborg people firmly believe that the competition is far from over and that the Chinese teenagers will definitely lead them to Class B.

Zhuo Yang, who was leisurely in the frontcourt, had already burst into tears. His teammates made their promises. Zhuo Yang believed in them, and this trust was as heavy as a mountain. His teammates did it. Now Zhuo Yang should fulfill his promises, and he also

They will never let their trust down.

Received, my brothers. Now, give it to me.
Chapter completed!