Chapter 76: I have thought about this technique? No way! [Please collect]

"gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Hoffenheim's commentator roared wildly. He didn't expect that Hoffenheim's first goal came so early and so quickly. His voice trembled violently, and their hearts were beating rapidly. All this made him unable to control it.

"Long shot, 32 meters super long shot, world wave, super world wave, from Gong, Gong Zheng!" Hoffenheim's player roared wildly, "This is simply amazing, so shocking, this is from Gong Zheng's super long shot, God, what day is today? Is this God's arrangement?"

The Hoffenheim fans at the scene were collectively boiling at that moment. They raised their hands in the stands of Ditma Hope Stadium and cheered wildly, cheering Gong Zheng's name wildly: "Gong... Gong... Gong..."

Aaron's head coach Morris McCram, who virginally opened his eyes and was stunned. He didn't expect that they would concede the ball so quickly, and that damn header would still shoot a long shot?

Also surprised were Hoffenheim's head coach Ralph Rangnick. Even he didn't expect them to score so quickly, and he didn't expect to score such a goal, let alone imagine that such a goal was created by Gong Zheng.

Shocking is so shocking. If Gong Zheng played this kind of shot in normal training, he might not be able to score a goal in ten times. This is even more surprising than winning the jackpot.

Ralph Rangnick was very excited and suddenly bounced from the coaching table, raised his hands up above his head, and cheered wildly on the sidelines.

"Fifteen seconds, just fifteen seconds into the game, Hoffenheim's Gong Zheng scored a lightning goal. This is the fastest goal in the German South League this season. Gong Zheng created the fastest goal in the German South League, beautiful!" Hoffenheim's commentator roared wildly.

"Gong Zheng, I love you, Gong Zheng, you are the best, Gong Zheng, you are the lucky star of Hoffenheim, the king of Hoffenheim!" Hoffenheim fans rose in the stadium, erupting like a volcano, and the scorching magma swept across the stadium.

"Dongdongdong...Dongdongdong..." The intense drum sound was accompanied by the cheers of Hoffenheim fans and trembling wildly in the Ditma Hope Stadium, shocking everyone's souls.

Gong Zheng, this name is engraved on the hearts of Hoffenheim fans.

Gong Zheng was also stunned when he attacked. He didn't expect that his move would cause a goal. Moreover, this goal scored so beautifully, it was simply a world-class wave!!

The crazy cheers of Hoffenheim fans were remembered in his ears. Gong Zheng suddenly raised his hands from bottom to top, leaned back suddenly, and roared to the sky.

Isn't my strength very good? Isn't it so good?

Gong Zheng roared wildly at the head coach of Aaron Vir on the sidelines. It was this kid who farted before the game, saying that his strength was not good, and that Gong Zheng could not gain a foothold in the German South League at all. This made Gong Zheng feel very atmospheric. Now he seized the opportunity, Gong Zheng roared at Morris McCram like a hungry tiger. The reporters at the scene knew what was going on and immediately pointed the camera at the visiting team's head coach Morris McCram.

At this time, Morris McCram had no expression on his face, his hands were crossing his chest, like a stone Buddha, and no one could tell what he was thinking?

"Damn little bastard, you dare to provoke me. I must make you pay the price." Morris McCram thought viciously in his heart, then quickly walked to the sidelines and called Stickel from the defense to the sidelines and instructed: "Sticol, please keep an eye on that damn Oriental boy and don't leave a single step. This kid's foot skills are very bad. As long as you don't give him a chance to head the ball, you will succeed."

Stichol looked up at his head coach and nodded firmly.

"Also, tell your teammates, strengthen the attack, we have no way out, attack madly, Bundesliga, we're going to make a decision!" Morris McCram said with determination.

"World wave, a trembling world wave, we are ahead. The German second division is getting closer and closer to us, we are going to the German second division!" Hoffenheim's commentator cheered and roared wildly in the commentary seat, mobilizing the enthusiasm of Hoffenheim fans.

At this time, Ditma Hope Stadium was like a surging active volcano, suddenly erupting, and huge heat swallowed all life, suffocating the fans of Vir Aaron.

At this time, all the fans of the vir Aaron team stayed on the spot, as if they felt the end of the world. The crazy flood and the scorching magma rushed towards them, making them breathless.

"Don't die! Hoffenheim's garbage!! No one of us can take it away!" The fans of vir Aaron team roared in a hurry, "*** Hoffenheim's garbage, *** them, kick their butts, fuck..."

Amid the crazy angrily shouts from the fans of Vir Aaron, Vir Aaron frantically over halftime and attacked Hoffenheim. Although Hoffenheim scored a goal, morale was greatly shocked. However, Vir Aaron's bloodiness was hit, and it was simply unrealistic to let them give up the Bundesliga at this time.

Now Vir Aaron is like he was robbed of a treasure by Hoffenheim. Vir Aaron fans yelled wildly in the stands: "Fuck, fuck these robbers and kill them!!"

Vir Aaron attacked wildly. Reskinsky and the midfielder made a series of moves, and before the Hoffenheim defender rushed up, he moved the ball to the side. The ball passed very beautifully and directly hit behind the Hoffenheim full-back. Vir Aaron's wing forward Hoffman inserted at high speed. He grabbed Hoffenheim's full-back and made a cross before Hoffenheim's full-back. The football immediately flew into Hoffenheim's penalty area.

Hoffenheim fans were shocked at the scene. At this moment, Hoffenheim's forward Robert Lechewright, who virginally attacked in the penalty area, rushed out like the wind, jumped up high, and snatched the ball from Hoffenheim's central defender Per Nilsson's head and smashed the ball hard to Hoffenheim fans.

"Yeah, header bombing!!" Hoffenheim's commentator's voice suddenly became cold, and he was very worried.

Accompanied by the voice of Hoffenheim's commentator, all Hoffenheim fans at the scene changed their faces and their faces turned pale. Will they be tied just now when they lead?

The fans of the vir Aaron team jumped up from the stands frantically and held their hands high.

"Smash it in!" Morris McCram, the head coach of Aaron on the sidelines, roared wildly at the stadium.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came, and Robert Lechewright hit the ball with his head on the ball, and the ball immediately flew towards Hoffenheim goal like lightning, leaving Hoffenheim fans blood-faced.

Ralph Rangnick's heart trembled and shocked.

Facing Robert Lechewright's header at such a close distance and such a fast speed, Hoffenheim's goalkeeper Daniel Haas had no chance to react at all. His face suddenly changed, and Hoffenheim's hearts were chilling all over the game.

"Dangerous!!" Hoffenheim's commentator said in fear.

"Bang!"

A loud bang came, and the ball hit Hoffenheim goalkeeper Daniel Haas's arms. Daniel Haas reacted quickly and then hugged the ball.

"Oh, I saved it. Hopi's ball was saved by Hoffenheim goalkeeper Daniel Haas! Beautiful, beautiful save, this is no less exciting than a goal!" Hoffenheim's commentator cheered excitedly.

"Daniel, Daniel, Daniel!!" Hoffenheim fans immediately shouted Daniel Haas's name and cheered like a hero.

The fans of the vir Aaron team sighed collectively: "Oh, God, how can you not get this ball?"

Vir Aaron's head coach Morris McCram was so angry that he kicked the stool on the coach's seat hard. He couldn't even seize such a good opportunity. This should be punished by God.

Hoffenheim's head coach Ralph Rangnick was relieved. Fortunately, the ball did not score, and it would be difficult to play if it entered the stadium. The Hoffenheim players' hearts will definitely change. If that were the case, it would be over!

"Counterattack!! Counterattack!!" The Hoffenheim narrator suddenly roared with extreme excitement and cheered wildly.

Daniel Haas, who was holding the football, was not stunned. He rushed out frantically, ran to the front of the penalty area, and threw it directly. The football immediately flew towards Salihovic in the midfield.

Counterattack!!

Seeing Salihovic receive the ball, Hoffenheim fans immediately cheered and cheered wildly: "Chong Chong, score, goal, Hoffenheim, we still have to score. We are going to the Bundesliga, Bundesliga!!"

"***He,***He!!***This group of trash! The German second division is ours, *** this group of robbers!" The fans of the vir Aaron team roared wildly.

"Defense, defense, defense!!!Defense!!!" Vir Aaron's head coach Morris McCram rushed to the sidelines frantically and roared at his defender players.

Listening to the roar of the head coach of Vir Aaron, Vir Aaron's midfielder Horn rushed up frantically and rushed directly to Salihovic.

"Dangerous!!" Hoffenheim's commentator roared and reminded.

But Salihovic was not panicked at all. He slammed the ball on his heel and the ball passed through Horn who was rushing up.

"Beautiful, the man ball has been scored!!" Hoffenheim's commentator cheered wildly.

Salihovic scored the ball. After passing Horn, he did not dribble forward, but directly passed the ball and passed the ball to Gong Zheng in front.

The ball went straight through the midfield and rolled to Gong Zheng's feet. Now, there was only Vir Aaron's central defender Stekore in front of Gong Zheng.

Stekol stared at Gong Zheng with his eyes tightly. He knew very well that the Oriental boy in front of him was garbage except for the header. Seeing that this boy took the ball to face him, Stekol had no pressure at all.

At this time, Gong Zheng drove the ball over.

Seeing Gong Zheng's poor dribbling, Stickol chuckled even more. The dribbling was so damn trash. Seeing Gong Zheng's dribbling with one kick three meters away, Stickol's face was full of contempt.

Suddenly, he came short and stared at the ball under Gong Zheng's feet with his eyes tightly. "I have thought about this kind of technique? No way!"

Stichol's eyes tightened, and he kicked his feet violently. His body immediately rushed out, sliding the shovel to the bottom, and shoveling straight towards the football under Gong Zheng's feet. Stichol's purpose - to shovel the ball!
Chapter completed!