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Chapter 37
The moment Ye Chen jumped high.
The qi and blood that spilled out of him condensed behind him, forming a yellow-robed martial monk!
That was the aura of Shaolin Kung Fu, a Zen cultivator, and the afterimage left after using the legs of the Great Vajra.
The leisurely Diamond Sutra sounded again in Ye Chen's mind.
"I recited the immeasurable monks of the past, and in front of the lamp Buddha, I received 84 quadrillion that all the Buddhas of his are provided for and undertaken. If there is no empty pass, if there is another person. In the last days, he can receive merit from reading and reciting this sutra..."
just as he recited in the meditation room of Shaolin Temple.
But the audience couldn't see that.
They just saw that all the Inter players on the field were coming from all directions.
Players flocked to the north stand, and
also to Ye Chen!
Lukaku was the first to arrive.
He went up to a bear hug and directly stopped Ye Chen from behind and hugged him!
"God, what the hell did you do to Roma, incredible goal!" Lautaro
rushed to Ye Chen and roared at him with a fierce face:
"Shoot well, let them get out of Meacha!" Brozovic
in the distance ran all the way, and after running far away, he came to a slippery kneel to the crazy fans in the North Stand.
Two deep marks were left on the grass.
He said nothing, just let out the most primitive roar with his voice!
"Ah!!"
The excitement, as if it was not Ye Chen who scored the goal, but himself.
Inter players from all sides came running and shaking their fists in front of more than 10,000 die-hard fans in the North Stand.
Roar, jump, slide, punch, open arms to cheer
! All the celebratory moves, unleashed at this moment!
Although it was 1-0 up from the start.
But because of the conservative thinking of some players, the defense retreated too far.
So much so that until the second half, Inter, who played at home, were still under the high-intensity pressure of Roma!
Ye Chen's burst shot in the 70th minute completely ended the game!
With two goals in hand, Inter won the first game of the new season, but it was only a matter of time.
Fans in the North Stand fell into a frenzy.
The crowd was surging, and if it weren't for the fence, many people would have rushed to the field!
And it's not just because it was a goal for a 17-year-old kid.
The magnitude of the goals scored here alone is enough to make every football fan happy!
"Who's scored
!" "Fan: "Ye!" "Who's
kicked a blast outside the box!" "Fan: "Ye!"
"Who killed the game!" "Fan: "Leaf
!" "Repeat at the end, whose goal made us trap - in-- crazy-crazy
!"
80,000 fans cheered for
Ye Chen, Ye Chen sat on Lukaku's shoulder, looked at the blue fan sea in front of him, and fell into intoxication.
Eighty thousand home fans at the scene shouted Ye Chen's name in unison.
Such treatment is the dream of every player in his life, but
Ye Chen did it today!
He couldn't help but open his arms and enjoy the sound and spotlight.
He came to face such a famous scene.
"
It's so beautiful, Jane, it's just an impeccable shot, perfect, magnificent, magnificent, incomparable!"
In the studio, Duan Xuan's voice was hoarse, and his words were a little incoherent.
He almost threw out all the words that came to mind to describe a great goal.
But even so, he couldn't express the praise in his heart for one-tenth of this ball!
At this moment, the heartbeat is also violently undulating.
He slapped the studio table hard!
"This ball brings my mind back to the 1997 French Four Nations Invitational Tournament!" "
Robert Carlos of Brazil, almost in the same position, scored an unsolvable outer instep arc!"
"It can even be said that Ye Chen's volley is more difficult and more viewing than Carlos' set-piece shot!" Duan
Xuan nodded sharply towards Zhang Lu excitedly, and echoed:
"Ye Chen's volley arc is really perfect.
"The moment he stepped out, it was clear that the ball was flying towards the corner flagpole, I thought it was a plane
!" "But who would have thought that the ball actually turned a corner halfway, like hitting a wall and bouncing back!" Zhang
Lu soothed his rapid breathing, pressed his excitement, and analyzed:
"This volley is a perfect combination of strength and arc, and both are indispensable." "
If you don't have enough strength, you can't break the goal at a distance of more than 30 meters from the goal, and likewise, if you don't have enough arc, you can't hit the Roma goalkeeper without reacting."
"I was also a goalkeeper before I retired, and when I encounter such a ball, I can only sigh!" Duan
Xuan rolled up his sleeves with a smile and dissipated the heat on his body, "I admire Ye Chen's courage, a 17-year-old young player, actually in such a far position, dared to come to a volley, or the first time to play for Inter's first team, this kid doesn't know what stage fright is!"
Zhang Lu looked meaningfully at Ye Chen, who was celebrating passionately on the big screen, "Only if you don't have stage fright can you let go; only if you let go can you play well, and only players without baggage can be artists on the court." "
Ameccha Stadium, in the left and right corners of the stands, two huge screens, replaying Ye Chen's goals over and over again.
From the perspective of different positions, it was played five times in a row.
No matter which angle you look at.
Ye Chen played this ball flawlessly.
As Zhang Lu said, it is the perfect combination of power and arc.
After the broadcast,
a line of words appeared on the gate screen:
[36m, 150km/h]
There was an uproar at the scene.
The cheers that had gradually fallen surged again!
"Hu-" "Hu-
"
has been clapping on the sidelines, and Inter coach Conte, who applauded Ye Chen, saw
this line on the big screen of the stadium, and the clapping hand suddenly hung in the air.
Surprise was written all over his face!
150km/h?
This ball speed, so terrifying;
no wonder the Roma goalkeeper was unresponsive.
The average professional player shoots, measured according to the speed measuring instrument on site, the ball speed is generally between 70km/h and 110km.
Imagine
a car speeding up to 150km/h on the highway, what is it like?"
Conte looked at the players who were finished celebrating, still gathered around Ye Chen, laughing and patting him on the head.
The Italian coach pondered:
"Why is there such a young talent in the Zivo team, I only know now?"
The qi and blood that spilled out of him condensed behind him, forming a yellow-robed martial monk!
That was the aura of Shaolin Kung Fu, a Zen cultivator, and the afterimage left after using the legs of the Great Vajra.
The leisurely Diamond Sutra sounded again in Ye Chen's mind.
"I recited the immeasurable monks of the past, and in front of the lamp Buddha, I received 84 quadrillion that all the Buddhas of his are provided for and undertaken. If there is no empty pass, if there is another person. In the last days, he can receive merit from reading and reciting this sutra..."
just as he recited in the meditation room of Shaolin Temple.
But the audience couldn't see that.
They just saw that all the Inter players on the field were coming from all directions.
Players flocked to the north stand, and
also to Ye Chen!
Lukaku was the first to arrive.
He went up to a bear hug and directly stopped Ye Chen from behind and hugged him!
"God, what the hell did you do to Roma, incredible goal!" Lautaro
rushed to Ye Chen and roared at him with a fierce face:
"Shoot well, let them get out of Meacha!" Brozovic
in the distance ran all the way, and after running far away, he came to a slippery kneel to the crazy fans in the North Stand.
Two deep marks were left on the grass.
He said nothing, just let out the most primitive roar with his voice!
"Ah!!"
The excitement, as if it was not Ye Chen who scored the goal, but himself.
Inter players from all sides came running and shaking their fists in front of more than 10,000 die-hard fans in the North Stand.
Roar, jump, slide, punch, open arms to cheer
! All the celebratory moves, unleashed at this moment!
Although it was 1-0 up from the start.
But because of the conservative thinking of some players, the defense retreated too far.
So much so that until the second half, Inter, who played at home, were still under the high-intensity pressure of Roma!
Ye Chen's burst shot in the 70th minute completely ended the game!
With two goals in hand, Inter won the first game of the new season, but it was only a matter of time.
Fans in the North Stand fell into a frenzy.
The crowd was surging, and if it weren't for the fence, many people would have rushed to the field!
And it's not just because it was a goal for a 17-year-old kid.
The magnitude of the goals scored here alone is enough to make every football fan happy!
"Who's scored
!" "Fan: "Ye!" "Who's
kicked a blast outside the box!" "Fan: "Ye!"
"Who killed the game!" "Fan: "Leaf
!" "Repeat at the end, whose goal made us trap - in-- crazy-crazy
!"
80,000 fans cheered for
Ye Chen, Ye Chen sat on Lukaku's shoulder, looked at the blue fan sea in front of him, and fell into intoxication.
Eighty thousand home fans at the scene shouted Ye Chen's name in unison.
Such treatment is the dream of every player in his life, but
Ye Chen did it today!
He couldn't help but open his arms and enjoy the sound and spotlight.
He came to face such a famous scene.
"
It's so beautiful, Jane, it's just an impeccable shot, perfect, magnificent, magnificent, incomparable!"
In the studio, Duan Xuan's voice was hoarse, and his words were a little incoherent.
He almost threw out all the words that came to mind to describe a great goal.
But even so, he couldn't express the praise in his heart for one-tenth of this ball!
At this moment, the heartbeat is also violently undulating.
He slapped the studio table hard!
"This ball brings my mind back to the 1997 French Four Nations Invitational Tournament!" "
Robert Carlos of Brazil, almost in the same position, scored an unsolvable outer instep arc!"
"It can even be said that Ye Chen's volley is more difficult and more viewing than Carlos' set-piece shot!" Duan
Xuan nodded sharply towards Zhang Lu excitedly, and echoed:
"Ye Chen's volley arc is really perfect.
"The moment he stepped out, it was clear that the ball was flying towards the corner flagpole, I thought it was a plane
!" "But who would have thought that the ball actually turned a corner halfway, like hitting a wall and bouncing back!" Zhang
Lu soothed his rapid breathing, pressed his excitement, and analyzed:
"This volley is a perfect combination of strength and arc, and both are indispensable." "
If you don't have enough strength, you can't break the goal at a distance of more than 30 meters from the goal, and likewise, if you don't have enough arc, you can't hit the Roma goalkeeper without reacting."
"I was also a goalkeeper before I retired, and when I encounter such a ball, I can only sigh!" Duan
Xuan rolled up his sleeves with a smile and dissipated the heat on his body, "I admire Ye Chen's courage, a 17-year-old young player, actually in such a far position, dared to come to a volley, or the first time to play for Inter's first team, this kid doesn't know what stage fright is!"
Zhang Lu looked meaningfully at Ye Chen, who was celebrating passionately on the big screen, "Only if you don't have stage fright can you let go; only if you let go can you play well, and only players without baggage can be artists on the court." "
Ameccha Stadium, in the left and right corners of the stands, two huge screens, replaying Ye Chen's goals over and over again.
From the perspective of different positions, it was played five times in a row.
No matter which angle you look at.
Ye Chen played this ball flawlessly.
As Zhang Lu said, it is the perfect combination of power and arc.
After the broadcast,
a line of words appeared on the gate screen:
[36m, 150km/h]
There was an uproar at the scene.
The cheers that had gradually fallen surged again!
"Hu-" "Hu-
"
has been clapping on the sidelines, and Inter coach Conte, who applauded Ye Chen, saw
this line on the big screen of the stadium, and the clapping hand suddenly hung in the air.
Surprise was written all over his face!
150km/h?
This ball speed, so terrifying;
no wonder the Roma goalkeeper was unresponsive.
The average professional player shoots, measured according to the speed measuring instrument on site, the ball speed is generally between 70km/h and 110km.
Imagine
a car speeding up to 150km/h on the highway, what is it like?"
Conte looked at the players who were finished celebrating, still gathered around Ye Chen, laughing and patting him on the head.
The Italian coach pondered:
"Why is there such a young talent in the Zivo team, I only know now?"
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