Run, run, run!

Neymar's legs seemed to have lost consciousness, and he just ran madly towards the red back in front of him.

But the distance between the flames was getting farther and farther.

Can't catch up?

Can't catch up?!

Neymar's heart burned angrily like flames!

He started chasing from the front of the Chinese team's penalty area, but until he entered the Brazilian team's half-field area... he still had no chance of catching up!

Walk Neymar thirty meters?!

How can this humiliation be...bearable?!

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But what if he doesn't bear it?

He can't catch up with Long Shute who dribbled the ball and rushed!

Not to mention flying shovels behind him, even if he takes off his sneakers and throws them over, he may not be able to smash the opponent...

Why?

Neymar couldn't help blinking.

The flame suddenly stopped?!

What's going on?

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"Long Shute's rushing forward! Brazil has no defense in the midfield! He crossed the midfield! Alas?"

Zhang Bin's voice was obviously not stopped, and everyone could feel surprised and puzzled:

"He stopped? Could it be that he had repeatedly sprinted and strained his muscles?"

"That's...too bad!"

Zhang Lu couldn't help but open his mouth, but he could only say one sentence.

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Make you crazy!

Make you arrogant!

Let you dare to intercept my rainbow extraordinary!

I deserve it?!

Neymar could not suppress his inner ecstasy, and he accelerated again and rushed towards Long Shute!

I won't pity you!

I want to step him on the ground!

Then kick you into the abyss with another kick!

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Neymar has clearly seen the number "8" behind the red jersey and the four letters on the number:

"LONG".

Although he is a Brazilian, he has also learned English for a few days, so he knows the meaning of this word.

Very long, very far.

But this distance is not far, he is within reach.

Just stretch out your right leg in the next second and you can cut off the ball from under his feet!

Then take another attack!

Neymar rushed up with confidence. He was about to stretch his legs to poke the ball away from Long Shute's feet, but the red figure suddenly shook!

At this moment, the Brazilian demon's face seemed to be hit by a fierce storm, and there was a burst of burning pain!

Just a short distance away! Just half a meter away within reach!

The flame... just started to burn and push forward again!

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"What's going on?"

The commentator in the media box is going crazy.

They had no idea why Long Shute had to stand for half a second just now.

The single midfielder Romulo was thrown away by him at the beginning, while the backs retreated at the same time... No one could hinder him in the area between at least seven or eight meters, so why did he stop?

Judging from the situation where he speeded up again, there was no problem with his body, because his impact was still so fast! It was still like lightning!

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Neymar is only half a meter away from touching football, but he still fails.

How could he be willing?!

The raging flames burned violently between his chest and abdomen, and his legs were filled with strength again!

The cold air was swallowed by him, rushing along the trachea toward the lung lobes, and the blood seemed to be boiling!

run!

run!

run!

The speed that had already reached its limit was achieved at this moment!

Neymar squeezed out all the potential in his body!

Even if his legs cramped so hard that he could not get out of bed after the game, even if it was possible to cause muscle strain, even if his legs were too big and pulled into the egg... he didn't care!

For this victory, he fought hard!

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At the wide and flat London Olympic Arena, nearly 80,000 spectators saw a sprint race of more than 60 meters.

There were obviously 20 other players on the court, but they acted like the background, automatically filtered into off-white by everyone...

Only two figures were running wildly at high speed.

A red ray of red is like the scorching sun above the nine heavens.

A yellow thread is like a gilt under the setting sun.

Although gold is dazzling, how can it compete with the sun?

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Brazil's defense finally stopped retreating, Silva stopped at the front of the penalty area. He knew that this was the last line of defense. As the captain of the team, he had to stop the opponent!

Although he has transferred to Ligue 1 upstart Paris Saint-Germain and is a little further away from mainstream European football, Silva, who has been through the battlefield, has not forgotten his rich experience.

He doesn't need to use the thunder to break Long Shute's legs. He has teammates behind him. As long as he can slightly delay Long Shute's progress, he will be considered as completing the task!

But Long Shute refused to slow down!

He drove the ball diagonally forward and speeded up again while running!

After he wiped into the penalty area from Silva, the world's top central defender couldn't even catch his jersey!

Neymar witnessed this scene completely despaired.

He didn't even have time to stop and could only collide with his national team captain!

Rolling on the grass, he could only watch Long Shute push it gently one meter away, and the football rushed into the far corner of the goal while rubbing the grass!

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"2-0! In the 70th minute, the Chinese team took advantage of a counterattack opportunity to win another game! Long Shute scored twice!"

Zhang Bin raised his arms in the live broadcast room and shouted:

"Look at this attack! This is still the ultimate embodiment of Long Shute's personal ability! It is also a single defense against Neymar! It is a single long-distance attack! He once again proved with facts that even the world's top defensive player is of no use in front of his unparalleled speed!"

"Although we all know that speed is Longshute's most sharp weapon, every time we see him breaking the opponent's entire defense line alone, we still can't help but feel excited. Just like the saying in the movie Kung Fu, all martial arts in the world are invincible, only fast is not broken. Longshute uses the ultimate speed to rush the seemingly indestructible Brazilian team's defense line to pieces..."

Zhang Lu murmured to himself, then suddenly smiled:

"Hehe, I got the wrong explanation."

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"Hahaha……"
To be continued...