He seemed to be bored and ran behind the football butt, intending to intercept the ball directly from the goalkeeper's feet.

"Oh" A burst of exclamations came from the bench of the Chinese team off the court.

Liang Qiqi snorted: "I just knew that I was stupid when I was returning to the post."

Xu Yang was so nervous that he forgot to wink.

"Your uncle" Sun Pan was shocked. Isn't this the fucking wolf into the house?

While Zhou Yi kicked the football out, he shouted angrily at Guo: "Old Guo pulls out the response"

Guo Nu also realized that the situation was very dangerous now, so he quickly pulled it horizontally, giving Sun Pan a space to pass the ball.

However, while he was pulling, he was also targeted by another striker of Chelsea youth team. The striker quickly followed. As long as Sun Pan passed the football to Guo Nu, if Guo Nu couldn't control the ball well... kicked the football out of the baseline and gave the opponent a corner kick, that would be the best result.

But just as Guo Nu moved, Zhou Yi ran to the penalty area suddenly, and at the same time he shouted to Sun Pan: "Give me the ball"

Sun Pan wanted to open his feet directly, but when he heard Zhou Yi's words, he looked up and saw Zhou Yi's mouth in an "o" shape, which was the mouth shape that had just finished shouting "me"...

So he kicked the rolling football back with one kick and passed it to Zhou Yi.

As soon as he kicked the football out, the Chelsea youth forward rushed up and almost hit him

While receiving the ball, Zhou Yi used his right foot to pass the ball toward him diagonally. At the same time, he turned around suddenly, bypassed the Chelsea Youth midfielder who was rushing up, and then ran forward.

Yang Muge just received the ball from Zhou Yi when he saw that Zhou Yi had turned around and ran forward.

He did not give the football to Zhou Yi immediately, but paused.

This beat made two midfielders of Chelsea youth team pounce on him, intending to end a series of impatient backlashes here for the Chinese team.

While Yang Muge looked at the two Chelsea youth players running towards him nervously, he focused on Zhou Yi from the corner of his eyes.

When the other two were about to force themselves up, Zhou Yi finally ran up. At this time, he quickly made a move and passed the football to Zhou Yi.

Now when Zhou Yi received the ball, there was no Chelsea youth team player beside him.

In front of him is the back line of Chelsea youth team, and a little further away... it is the vast and empty Chelsea youth team's halftime.
Chapter completed!