"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, Zhang, he just made these two moves. This is a perfect match for him to give him a special video topic, and then post it on the Internet, which aroused the worship of fans all over the world. Just like Ronaldinho at the time." Flores exclaimed loudly.

"Beautiful! Beautiful!" Chinese commentator Duan Xuan suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs. There were also many fans who stayed up late to watch the football.

At first, like everyone else, he thought that Zhang Yang's feet slipped and could not fight quickly. Zhang Yang was surrounded by Puyor and Abidal. He could control the football well and handed the football out to his teammates. It would be great!

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang used such a wonderful extraordinary person to get rid of the defenses of Puyol and Abidal!

So wonderful!

So beautiful!

Old domineering!

"Who said that Zhang Yang's skills are not good! Look at this! Look at this! Perfect extraordinary! Classic extraordinary, this can be made into a videotape for children to observe!" The Milan's commentator was so excited that he stood up, waved his arms vigorously, and continued to yell at the top of his throat, "This is really a model of the perfect combination of inspiration and skills of great players!"

The commentators of Catalonia and Spain were also shocked when they saw this scene. Before the game, when they commented on the gap between Zhang Yang and Messi, they also said that Zhang Yang's skills may be barely visible, but compared to Messi who can dance on stamps, it is simply too small and not enough to watch.

Zhang Yang's series of extraordinary actions are very exciting, but now it is not the time to applaud him, and he is still one last step away!

Milito is the only Barcelona player in front of Zhang Yang who can stop him!

Seeing Zhang Yang pass Abidal and Puyol with such incredible actions, Milito was shocked. Speaking of which, the Catalan media has always been unpopular with Milito, and even said that if Milito could be half of the level of the old Puyol, they would be grateful.

Look at these words, they are so shady.

Milito also knows that the media criticizes him, isn’t he annoyed? Of course, it’s impossible not to be annoyed, but what can you do if you are annoyed? What can you do if you are angry?

In the face of media accusations, unless there is really a diamond, then shut up!

However, at this time, seeing Zhang Yang was like dancing ballet. Milito could not calm down even though he saw Abidal and Puyor. He actually had a desire in his heart!

Isn’t this the situation I’m most looking forward to?!

After playing tricks on the captain like the opponent's forward, he, Gabriel Milito, arrived in colorful clouds and kicked the enemy to death!

Well, this is exactly when Mr. Milito proves himself!

Milito is here!

Zhang Yang looked at Milito who was rushing up. He was a little surprised. The blocker seemed very excited. He was really so confident to stop him?!

Just now!

It's this time!

Zhang Yang shouted in his heart, ‘Shake the ox tail!’

The King of Football System's 'Special Skill Experience Card' was instantly activated.

Zhang Yang hooked up at Milito!

"Oh oh oh oh oh! Zhang - he actually did this! This child is so arrogant and so bad that he can cause trouble." Commentary guest Rossi screamed, then he looked at his commentary partner, "But why do I feel like this child so much."

"That's because you were not an honest person back then," said the commentator's partner.

"Is that so? Hahaha."

"This is really - too arrogant! Milito! Kill him! Fuck him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him -!" The Catalonian narrator could not calm down. They ran away. At this time, they even forgot that Milito was the person they had been criticizing. Fortunately, he reacted faster and the "fart" next to his mouth was swallowed back.

Milito is gone!

He was so angry!

Facing such actions, a person with a handler will be angry.

He rushed up.

Seeing Milito rushing up, Zhang Yang immediately raised his right foot and kicked the football.

Is this a shot or a pass?

Milito is facing a great enemy!

At the same time, his center of gravity also tilted to the left!

At this moment, Zhang Yang was kicking the right foot of the football, but suddenly passed under the football, then shook his ankle and pulled the football back to the left like a whip!

Oxtail!

Milito was stunned. He wanted to cry. As a Barcelona player, how could he think of being beaten by his opponent's action of throwing his oxtail?

Milito's center of gravity was still moving on the left. At this time, it was too late to retract the center of gravity. He could only watch Zhang Yang's back, which was shaking all over his body, quickly leaving him.

At this moment, looking at the arrogant back, Milito really thought that he was being passed by a guy named Ronaldinho on the training ground with a ox-shaking tail!

“ZHANG!”

“ZHANG!”

“ZHANG!”

“ZHANG!”

"ZHANG! Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-swinging the oxtail!"

"Shake the oxtail! Hahahahaha, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“That’s so wonderful!”

"Great Qiyang! On this night!"

"WWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWO-Zhang Yang! He used the ox tail to shake off Milito! Now, only Valdes is left in front of him! Go forward Zhang Yang! Score Zhang Yang! Goal! Young man! Oh oh oh oh oh oh—"

The commentators were all unable to calm down, they all went crazy. Now, except for the commentators in Catalonia, everyone had only one idea, that is, to score a goal, Zhang Yang scored a goal! Scored this goal!

From his passing of Abidal and Puyor with great football art movements that were almost ballet-like, to his passing of Milito with a oxtail, everything is so wonderful. Now, it's a little bit short of perfection, that's the goal!

If this ball is not scored, it would be unreasonable!

"You must score a goal." Flores screamed. The old guy was almost crying. He shouted at the top of his throat, "Zhang! If this ball cannot be scored, I will never forgive you in this life! Never!"

Many fans in front of the TV were also excited. No one even paid attention to the super gossip that might be "implicit" in Flores's words. Everyone had the same idea. If this ball was not scored, Zhang Yang should have struck him by thunder!

After such a wonderful extraordinary person, if you don’t score a goal, it would be a crime! It’s like, I’ve done a lot of work before and worked hard on the beauty for two hours, and it’s just a few strokes away, and it’s gone! Isn’t this a life-threatening person!

Will Zhang Yang let his fans down?

no way!

He naturally didn't know the expectations and resentment of the fans at this time, but he was a shooter, a shooter who regarded goals as his own life!

The goal of the shooter is: to score goals!

"Zhang! Zhang!! Goal!"

"Zhang! Hat trick!"

Such cheers were being made in the stands at the San Siro Stadium.

With the huge cheers and the excited howl of the commentator, Zhang Yang arrived in front of the door!

Now, only Barcelona goalkeeper Valdes is blocking his front!

Valdes stared at Zhang Yang with his eyes tightly. The old goalkeeper's eyes were full of fire, as if he was saying, "Boy, that's the end!"

Zhang Yang, he ignored Valdes' burning eyes!

Because he himself is a ball of fire!

At this moment, there was a fire in this slutty man's chest. He gritted his teeth and wanted to burn, burn, burn! Burn everything!

Score the goal!

The sky that belongs to me is always fiery red!

Facing Valdes who was attacking, Zhang Yang raised his right foot and kicked the football!

Valdes made a save immediately!

Then he looked at Zhang Yang desperately and dunked the football back, then accelerated and rushed past him!

"It's over!"

"Only the empty door is left!"

"Shot--"

"Shot--"

Amid the commentator's roar, Zhang Yang swung his right foot and thrust violently on the ball. At this time, facing the empty goal, he would not have had to exert such force!

But, he was so exerting force!

Such power!

It's just good!

If the camera is closer, you can even see that the ball is kicked down suddenly, and then he left the young man's right foot like a life-saving person, and threw himself into the arms of the snow-white ball net incredibly fiercely!

Ball net, throw it high!

In the stands, countless people raised their arms wildly!

“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!”
To be continued...