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Chapter 128

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Pienaar was injured and left the field. It did not look too serious, but he would definitely not be able to hold on for the match.

When he left the field, he was applauded and supported by the Ajax fans.

Since the South African came back, he had performed better and better in every match. The fans could see his efforts.

The veteran Litmanen had not been able to play in Ajax this season because he was a peripheral player. Now he came on as a substitute and replaced Pienaar.

Feyenoord's cutting tactics had been restrained, but the fouls continued.

There was no other way!

Without fouls, there was no way to restrict Ajax!

From a tactical point of view, Litmanen's ability to read the game was definitely better than Pienaar's. His role on the field was also very obvious. He assisted Qin Xiong and cooperated with the attacking team without the slightest rustiness.

The reason why he was a peripheral player was firstly because the club had always advocated the youth policy. Secondly, it was also because of his physical condition. He might be able to play in one, two, or three matches without a problem.

But for a season, Ajax's long-term persistence in fighting in multiple competitions might be a great burden on his body. The manager could not make any guarantees for a player who could not guarantee a steady state of continuous play. Naturally, he could not be firm in using him. Otherwise, it would be a gamble, and a gamble that he would lose without a doubt!

Litmanen was no longer Ajax's future. Why should he bet on him?

The more fouls Feyenoord committed, the more free kicks Ajax would get in the front field.

The team had two main penalty takers for free kicks in the front field this season.

If it was Snede on the left side of the front field, it would be more convenient for him to shoot or pass with his right foot.

If it was on the right side of the front field, it would be Van Der Vaart. His left foot could play a huge threat.

But if it was in an ambiguous area in the middle, it would be up to the players to coordinate between the left and right feet.

Snede missed a free kick and Van Der Vaart missed two kicks.

When the 68th minute of the match arrived, Litmaning was violated by Bowe in the middle of the penalty area 30 yards away from the goal. The referee awarded Ajax a free kick.

Snede and Van Der Vaart habitually walked to the foul spot.

Ibrahimovic saw that both of their free kicks had failed to hit the goal, so he simply walked back, intending to find a chance to shoot himself.

Just as the three of them met at the spot where the foul was committed, Snede and Van Der Vaart naturally knew why Ivan had come over. Before the two of them could say anything, another person approached them. That person asked in an indifferent tone, "Can I try?"

The three of them turned their heads and saw Qin Xiong walking in front of them with a calm expression.

At the same time, Litmanen slowly walked into the penalty area, ready to compete for the two-point attack or interfere with the opponent's human wall. Behind him, Ajax and the other four young players were discussing who would take the free kick.

Litmanin couldn't help but smile.

His mind swayed, and a blurry image seemed to appear in his mind.

In that image, he was still young. He was still as swift as the wind, like thunder rumbling in the sky. Beside him, there were equally young companions.

Seedorf, Overmars, De Boer, Davis, Kluivert …

Years were like water, ambitious and ambitious past their prime. They used their youth and efforts to write the legend of the Tree Shade. Whether they succeeded or failed, they were once stunning, hot-blooded, and shocked the world!

The only thing that didn't change was the reincarnation of time and space. On the orange land, Ajax had the meaning of "Son of God." Generation after generation of geniuses were born. From here, they soared to shake the world of the Tree Shade and strived to walk their own legendary path!

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Originally, Snede and Van Der Vaart had planned to give the free kick to Ibrahimovic after seeing him come over.

However, when Qin Xiong came to "mess things up," the two tacitly refused to give in.

"Let me try. I feel that the wind on my feet is very smooth today."

Qin Xiong was always like this. The more serious he was like a sunshine boy communicating with his teammates, the more his teammates wanted to tease him.

If Qin Xiong came over and said, "You all scored, let me have this chance!"

The three teammates would turn around and leave.

But perhaps it was Qin Xiong's humility and politeness when communicating with his teammates that made his teammates like him.

Snede proposed a rock-paper-scissors game.

He made up his mind that if he won, he would give the chance to Qin Xiong again.

Anyway, he just wanted to tease him.

Van Der Vaart nodded in agreement. His thoughts were the same as Snede's.

Ibrahimovic originally planned to leave. Since Qin Xiong wanted to try, then he would give him a free kick. The score was already 3: 0. What was so great about it?

But when he heard Snede's proposal and looked at Van Der Vaart's expression, Ibrahimovic did not leave.

Qin Xiong scratched his head helplessly.

Why was it so difficult to get a free kick?

And a rock-paper-scissors game!

Feyenoord was a little speechless when they set up the human wall.

Zoetbier stood at the near post and looked at the straight-line angle from the foul spot. He asked four teammates to set up a human wall to block the angle of the near post. In fact, because the foul spot was in the middle, the human wall was not easy to set up. They could only block one angle, and the goalkeeper was responsible for the other.

The teammates who set up the human wall stood properly.

The other teammates were depressed.

They had to mark and defend.

But only Litmanen was in the penalty area. In the distance, Derong stood there with his hands on his hips, staring curiously at Van Der Vaart and the others.

Grygera was on the periphery, ready to follow up with a two-point attack.

And what about the other players in Ajax's attacking team?

The four people surrounded the football in all directions, waving their right fists slightly. Then, rock-paper-scissors!

The Ajax fans in the stands were overjoyed!

Van Der Vaart, Ibrahimovic, and Snede were all observing Qin Xiong's expression when they played rock-paper-scissors.

Qin Xiong was really serious!

He stared solemnly at what the others played, and then his brain quickly reacted to choose what to play next.

No one was eliminated in the first two rounds.

In the third round, Ibrahimovic and Van Der Vaart played scissors together and were eliminated by Snede and Qin Xiong's rocks.

Ibrahimovic exhaled, shook his head, and walked into the penalty area. Van Der Vaart walked backward while paying attention to the final outcome.

Qin Xiong turned slightly to face Snede, solemnly preparing to start the fourth round. He clenched his fists and waved them up and down in front of him, but he was surprised to see that Snede did not move. He curiously raised his head to look and saw Snede holding back his laughter, shaking his head at him and saying, "You take the penalty."

Qin Xiong shook his head and said, "This won't do. Hurry up, come, let's decide the winner in one round."

Snede finally could not hold back and laughed out loud. He pushed Qin Xiong's chest and jogged to the penalty area.

Qin Xiong only realized then that his three teammates were teasing him!

After his teammates left, Qin Xiong bent down and rearranged the football. Then he threw the distracting thoughts to the back of his mind and put on a solemn and serious expression.

His free kick skills did improve quickly in training, but training and games were two different things. There would be pressure and different disturbances in games, such as the difference between home and away games. Even at home, there would be influences from the fans' cheering. There was also the position of the opponent's human wall, the height, the position of the goalkeeper, and so on.

Today's environment was better, and the score was already 3: 0 ahead. Qin Xiong did not have the slightest psychological pressure. To put it bluntly, so what if he hit the plane?

It was nothing.

It was precisely because he had removed such pressure and mental burden that he felt that he was in a good state and his footsteps were quite smooth.

After observing the opponent's human wall and the goalkeeper's position, Qin Xiong decided on his shooting angle.

He took a few steps back to widen the distance from the football. After the referee whistled, he ran up easily and only burst out with power when his supporting foot stepped on the ground at the end!

Bang!

The football flew towards Feyenoord's goal in an almost stationary state.

The goalkeeper, Zotby, directly gave up the save after seeing the football's flight trajectory!

Near the goalpost!

It should be the angle of the human wall blocking!

The Feyenoord players standing in the human wall took off with their eyes closed. Damn, Qin Xiong's free kick shot, just listening to the sound of the football when he shot was frightening!

When the football flew over the apex, it happened to fly over the top of Song Zhongguo's head, less than 15 centimeters away from his scalp!

When it flew over the human wall to the goal, intuitively, the football would be higher than the crossbar.

But when it flew to the small penalty area line, the football's trajectory fluctuated, drifting irregularly and falling!

In the end, under the shocked eyes of the entire stadium, the football, close to the lower edge of the goal crossbar, flew into the goal!

Qin Xiong, the elevator ball was successful!

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