Chapter 522 That Rainbow

"Deng Kai caught up with Schmeichel, and he wanted Schmeichel's gloves! This..."

"Deng Kai wants to be the goalkeeper! It's really Deng Kai! My God!"

"Is Deng Kai crazy? He is only 1.7 meters eight!"

"There are indeed goalkeepers under 1.8 meters in history, but they are too few. And the most important thing is that Deng Kai has never received professional goalkeeping training. He...or is it Pepe?"

on the field.

Schmeichel's eyes almost popped out when he walked to the sidelines: "Are you sure? Kai!"

Deng Kai nodded, very firm: "It can only be me."

Schmeichel handed the gloves to Deng Kai.

At the same time, Maxa on the sidelines asked: "Fonte, when you usually practice together, are you the loser as the goalkeeper?"

Feng nodded.

"Look, I said that Kai Shao has practiced, no problem." Maxa smiled, and continued to ask Fonte while talking to Triguera, "Then since Kai has stood up, it means that he is usually the best at batting the ball. Bar?"

Fonte was embarrassed: "That... I usually pounce more, then Pepe, then... the penultimate is Ronaldo, and Kai Shao... has never pounced on football."

"They, no, Ronaldo is a little afraid of the ball, he hides the ball. And Kai Shao...he can't bear to destroy our shooting confidence, so..."

Max is numb.

Not just live.

The explanations of the major broadcast platforms have also completely turned upside down.

Deng Kai to pounce?
Sporting Lisbon is no one yet?

Although Deng Kai is not considered short among midfielders now, he is a goalkeeper!

Goalkeepers under 1.8m[-] are all yordles!

"It's ridiculous! Deng Kai is clearly on top."

"Deng Kai's penalty kick flew, do you want to redeem yourself now? The mood is understandable, but this behavior is definitely wrong!"

"There is no one in Lisbon to stop Deng Kai? It's outrageous! This team is abolished! Is this what Deng Kai said?"

"Maxa and Trigra are two deceitful people, they didn't make any adjustments or instructions, and let Deng Kai do whatever he wanted!"

"Deng Kai came to the door. He and Zidane looked at each other. It could be seen that Zidane's eyes were full of surprise and doubt. But it was only for a moment, and Zidane entered his own state."

Click!

No one can hear.

But there was a voice in Deng Kai's mind.

The time card "Cech who doesn't want to be a tank soldier" is activated.

"Cech, bless me... In this life, I will not let you get hurt!" Deng Kai muttered silently, standing on the goal line with both feet, as if rooted, motionless.

He lowered his body slightly, like a hunter deep in the mountains.

But Zidane, who should have taken the initiative, became his prey.

Zidane does not like this feeling very much.

Deng Kai's eyes and movements are too aggressive.

This aroused Zidane's inner resistance, and he refused to become the main guest.

The initiative should always be in his hands.

Because he is Zidane!
beep!

The referee blows his whistle.

Zidane starts a run-up.

Pretty fast.

boom!
Zidane kicked it out.

Everyone forgot to breathe at this moment.

The football flew out.

Some guessed left, and some guessed right.

Deng Kai's mind belongs to Cech's experience and ability to make crazy judgments.

Petr Cech's brain came up with the left side.

But Deng Kai suppressed this impulse from the professional field.

He believed in his own answers.

Even if another answer comes from Cech.

Of course, Deng Kai rejected Cech's judgment, but he still has Cech's saving ability.

He raised his eyes slightly.

Soccer, go to the top!
Baggio in the stands seemed to be struck by lightning.

This is... a shot from the sky!

That's a rainbow!
That's... Spoon Penalty!
Zidane, he... wait!
Deng Kai him!
After Zidane kicked the football, the expression on his face froze instantly.

Because Deng Kai's feet really seemed to have taken root, standing in place, motionless.

So the football flew lightly into Deng Kai's arms.

Deng Kai... saved Zidane's penalty!

You can say that he was dumbfounded.

But it can also be said that he... saw through Zidane!
Zidane himself is more inclined to the latter.

The cheers of the Real Madrid fans stopped abruptly.

At this moment, all Meilinger fell into an ice cellar.

The cold started from the feet, making everyone's scalp numb.

But this is not the end.

Deng Kai ran past the sluggish Zidane with the football in his arms. He put the football in his right hand, leaned towards the back right side, and shouted: "Counterattack!"

"Counterattack!"

The next moment, the entire Sporting Lisbon army will attack!

All the players frantically ran towards Real Madrid's half, ready to meet Deng Kai's hand throw or big foot.

Except for Zidane, who hadn't slowed down, all Real Madrid players also turned around and ran quickly to their own half.

"Defend! Defend!" Hierro frantically reminded each teammate.

A death race begins...

Where's the ball?

Wait, who is that?

Raul saw a black shadow running past him, it was the jersey of Sporting Lisbon.

That's... Deng Kai!
He didn't kick off with a big foot!
He ran out of the box with the football!
This……

Raul even looked back to Sporting Lisbon's goal to make sure, otherwise he couldn't believe it.

And there was indeed no sign of Deng Kai.

Deng Kai abandoned the door and left!
Considering Zidane who was offline, Sporting Lisbon played with ten players had one more player!
Danger!

Danger!

boom!
Deng Kai passed the ball to find Matthaus when McManaman rushed over.

Matthaus crosses Pepe.

Pepe kicked a pass to Ronaldo who was caught in the position by Yeroka and almost fell, but stayed in the midfield.

Ronaldo passed back to Deng Kai and started to advance by himself.

Deng Kai passed to Kaka who retreated to respond.

Kaka returns Matthaeus.

Mateus went straight and Deng Kai held the ball on the left rib.

boom!
Deng Kai carried the football from behind to in front of him, and passed it with the outside of his foot.

A series of passes, dazzling.

The speed of commentary can't keep up with the speed of football transfer.

Because these passes are passed with one kick!
Nobody takes an extra step!
At this moment, among the football commentators around the world, only Huang Jianxiang can barely keep up.

He is very familiar with every player of Sporting Lisbon.

1 minute on stage, ten years off stage.

At the same time, Zidane, who finally came to his senses, frantically pointed at his wrist, signaling that the game should have ended long ago.

Bosque immediately complained to the fourth referee, adding 1 minute of added time.

But now it is the 1203rd minute.

The fourth referee told Bosque not to get excited, because it is normal for the referee to extend stoppage time due to problems such as changing the goalkeeper.

And it seemed that the referee was planning to stop the game when this offensive opportunity was destroyed.

Sporting Lisbon has passed nine footballs in a row, and they can't keep attacking with one kick forever.

As long as the football stops, the referee will definitely...

(End of this chapter)

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