What are you? Where are you from? What are you going to do?

24-year-old English national gate Jordan Pickford looked at the whistling thing that was unknown, and couldn't help but ask the soul in reverse.

The football was too lazy to pay attention to him. After the three axes of x, y, and z showed irregular movements, he plunged in from the upper right corner of the goal very accurately.

When it hits the ball net, the soft net is shaking like a calm lake surface, undulating and undulating in ripples. The wave law is transmitted, and the door frame makes a bell ringing sound of "buzz~buzz~".

After four buzz, the football fell from the top of the net. While soft and scattered back to the ground, two nylon braided ropes on the honeycomb-shaped mesh were quietly broken.

Standing in the door frame, Pickford stood quietly in the ringing of the bell, raised his hands and palms toward the sky, making him look like a devout monk.

The ball went in, and the score was tied 3:3. Others, including teammates, audiences and TV viewers, could only amaze the speed of the ball. It seemed that just left Zhuo Yang's feet, and then entered the door, only Piquefort

De knew what he had seen.

As powerful as the Three-Body Man, he cannot figure out the movement trajectory of the Three-Body Star. As humble as Pickford, he looks at the stars like a dog.

The movement trajectory of the Three-Body Star is unpredictable, but its center of mass is always stable. The football trajectory of the Three-Body Shooting is also not regular, but its goal is clear, as Zhuo Yang wishes, pointing to the blind spot that is farthest away from the goalkeeper.

The Three-Body Star brings destruction, and the Three-Body Shot interprets forgiveness. Zhuo Yang is very honest. If it weren't for not hurting the goalkeeper, he actually didn't need to pay attention to so much effort.

Opening his eyes, Zhuo Yang looked up at the sky in the white night of St. Petersburg.

From the passing of the immortal to the passing of the sky eye, from the musical fantasy to the dead ghost riding, from the shooting of the dark force to the three-body scoring, this is a football reincarnation that lasts for more than ten years.

After reincarnation, his football was perfected.

There are unprecedented people, and there will be no one who comes later, unless there is anyone who is also a 3Q master and has experienced a magical six hundred-year dream.

At this moment, the mortals who were shocked once again burst into cheers again.

People in the world felt the magical rhythm of music from the dead ghost thunder, and saw the violent martial arts universe from the three-body scoring. They saw the gods from the man surrounded by red in the field.

Zhuo Yang is not a god. He does not have the ability to move mountains and fill the seas, nor can he turn stones into gold. He just knows a little football, a little piano, and a little martial arts.

There are many people who know football, but Bailey and Maradona can't play piano, and they can't even play chess;

There are many people who know how to play piano, but Beethoven and Chopin, Old Chai Mozart, don’t fight, and they will walk around when someone quarrels on the street;

There are also many people who know martial arts. Huang Laoxie is a genius. He knows everything, but he can't play football. He is annoyed with too many people. He would rather transform a lawn into a garden or a peach blossom formation.

Anjin is really a good thing, Zhuo Yang is admiring in his heart. He can fight and score goals, beautify and heal his wounds, and can also convince his brave and good wife in the night of fighting, and fight repeatedly. Especially this last point, Zhuo

Yang is very proud.

Thinking of this, he pulled away his teammates and couldn't help but look towards Koko in the stands, and used his hands to show a hot heart.

Koko was much simpler than her husband. He didn't know that the dog was thinking about having sex in the boudoir. She bent her hands purely over her head, responding to a holy heart.

Without reminding his teammates, Zhuo Yang also knew that he had scored his 15th goal in this year, and Fontaine's 13-goal record would be even more quickly forgotten.

Zhuo Yang has always been very enthusiastic about breaking records, especially the goal record, but he is really not very excited today. In the face of the joy of breaking through the centuries-old cage of football, a record of just sixty years is insignificant.

With the reminder from his teammates, Zhuo Yang realized that the score was tied.

The strength was suppressed and the core boss was in a crazy Chinese team. In the first half, he fell behind three goals in a trance, but suddenly reversed the situation again. It was very sudden.

"Captain, it's tied. Should we win?"

"What's the bullshit problem you are? If you don't pursue victory when playing games, why are you alive?"

Wu Lei: "…"

Captain, Brother Zhuo, Uncle Zhuo, Grandpa Zhuo, you only know that you will win the game. What did you do in more than an hour just now...

The team god returned, Lei Zi was filled with energy again, and he swept to the opposite side with hatred eyes.

"Brother,... I'm so suffocating. Let's see me next. Allah can't spare the British."

Zhuo Yang nodded comfortably: "Very good, what I admire most is your fighting spirit that never gives up. Lei Zi, come on!"

Lei Zi, who was encouraged, was as if he was filled with oil, and then he saw the Chinese team No. 11 replaced the No. 7 display card on the sidelines.

Lei Zi: "..."

He died before he could fulfill his ambitions, and Yu Shuai replaced Wu Lei.

In this way, except for the goalkeeper Yan Junlin, the Chinese team's movers were on the court, which clearly showed Sforza's determination to win.

Zhuo Yang's awakening has already explained everything. Brother Za can't close his legs, Yang Chen can't close his ears, and Cheng Hao is already jumping around like a crab.

But the protagonist, who is highly anticipated, is a little speechless at this moment.

Since early on, Zhuo Yang has the label of "with its own 1:0 function", because he can always score goals, and often more than one or two.

But no matter whether the king or monster, Zhuo Yang has many games without goals, it is not uncommon to win any of them.

But from today on, Zhuo Yang is very clear that as long as his condition allows, he mastered the two major plug-ins of Dead Knight and Three-Body Score, whether he can score a goal has become a question of whether he wants it or not.

The bastard doesn't want to.

Whether the goal can be scored in the game, whether it is the opponent, what level of the opponent, what formation, what tactics, has nothing to do with all of this, nor has it to do with the formation tactics of your own teammates, as for yourself.

When I was young, I have seen through the truth of football until now, and this is also a cycle of reincarnation. I finally made football a one-person game, soccer is indeed a personal sport.

However, the Sky Eye passes the ball, the Dead Knight and the Three-Body Score are invincible, but not omnipotent.

England was already panicked, but the team of the South Gate Master always set up a bus when encountering problems, and then defended the 3-5-2 wingback tactics, and defense is also England's key capital.

Another goal to beat them is possible but difficult with less than ten minutes left.

Zhuo Yang is invincible, but the three-body goal is like the Dead Knight, and it also requires skill cooling time. The shot with two feet infused with strong feet has released all the hidden power stored in Zhuo Yang's dantian.

In the six hundred years of dream world, the rich and ubiquitous heaven and earth vitality can be replenished at any time. Practicing internal strength is practicing the scale and speed of absorbing and storing vital energy. Masters fight, and they will not be able to fight for a day and a night of vital energy.

Exhausted.

But in today's real world, the energy is as thin as a vacuum, and storing it is like storing a fart three days ago on the playground.

Zhuo Yang is not a god. He has great abilities and cannot quickly re-enough it in such a thin place. It is impossible to memorize the "Nine Yin Scriptures" in a scattered way.

Therefore, at this time, Zhuo Yang returned to his normal game state, but could only lead the team in a mortal state to knock on the turtle cover in England.

You have to be wary of others' counterattack.

Positional warfare and offense have never been a strong point in China, but defense is the only thing to defend and counter-revolution; defensive position warfare has never been a weak point in China, but defense is the only thing to defend and counter-revolution.

So, the remaining matches were quite awkward, and both sides were worried.

Zhuo Yang was thinking about what skills he had when the Runners commanded the team to attack and defend the front and back.

Besides piano and martial arts, what else is the powerful power I have?

Love! There is no doubt that love is the most powerful thing about me. Without love, everything becomes meaningless.

So, in her busy schedule, she gave Koko a heart-to-heart, which made her have to hurry back to a bigger one, for no reason.
Chapter completed!