Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

Ye Chen received an inverted triangle pass from Lukaku.

He wanted to rivete his strength, and when he went up, he slammed the door with a big kick!

But Chigarini, who was blocking the back of the head, completely threw out his huge body.

Fly to block the gun's eye and intercept Ye Chen's shot!

Ye Chen's brain instantly

clicked, and the next action.

He didn't shoot, he dunked the ball!

Limited by the accuracy of the dribbling, Ye Chen's ball stumbled.

The ball snapped back, a little far from the left foot.

But it still dangled over Chigarini.

Chigarini's eyes widened, watching his body slide uncontrollably on the turf like a rolling stone.

"Go and block him!"

Chigarini hurriedly turned around and shouted!

The other players in the Cagliari penalty area all pounced on Ye Chen like hungry wolves!

Some of them put shovels and raised their studs.

Some jumped high, their backs facing the direction of Ye Chen's shot.

There are also opponents who are experienced in defense.

With his hands behind his back, he rushed towards Ye Chen.

From a distance, it looks like a broken arm!

In an instant, an

illusion appeared in front of Ye Chen's eyes!

He saw a group of demons and monsters, flailing their teeth and claws, coming towards him.

These glamorous creatures, hideous in face, roaring and shouting, desperate to hinder their progress.

Qi and blood, surging above Ye Chen's head, steaming.

This century-old volcano is only waiting for the moment when it erupts!

Ye Chen waved the meditation golden robe on his body, raised his straight right leg high, and formed a 160-degree angle with his body.

"Mighty Kong legs!"

Ye Chen came to the ground and lay down!

Although the ball was far away from his supporting legs

, Ye Chen adopted an unconventional posture, took a big step to the left side of his body, took the initiative to put down his body, and shot lying down!

The scriptures of the Zen room of the Shaolin Temple whispered in his ears again.

Ye Chen felt a sense of qi and blood surging outward!

In sight.

Those ghosts of the ghosts instantly reverted to Rogue, Nandes, Pellegrini and Na England who blocked him!

Boom!

The football is like a heavy cannon out of the chamber -

past the blocking player, slash an afterimage above the goalkeeper's head, and hit the net!

Cagliari goalkeeper Rafael only felt a hot tingling in his scalp.

Under the onslaught of ball speed, fall backwards!

Even the man dribbled the ball and entered the goal!

After scoring the goal, Ye Chen's ears suddenly roared.

It seems that there are a thousand summer cicadas, making noise in his ears!

He couldn't even hear the excited shouts of Lukaku, Brozovic, Barrera, Lautaro.

The long whistle of the referee signaling Inter to score is also inaudible.

This is the first time he has imagined a cultivation scene in Shaolin meditation mode in the stadium.

The qi and blood in his body, because he was constantly overflowing, the

Shaolin martial monk condensed behind him, and his figure was constantly expanding.

It turned out to be five feet tall!

However, this time the martial monk stared, his face was dark, and his facial features were missing.

The golden military uniform also dimmed its original brilliant luster.

Ye Chen felt a dullness in his head, and his hands and feet were numb.

The instinctive reaction after the goal still made him rush to the away Inter fan area surrounded by his teammates.

1,000 Inter fans who traveled away from home saw the team equalise, dancing and shouting one by one, they were extremely excited!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Erupt louder than more than 20,000 Cagliari fans!

"We are here, fighting with you!" Romelu Lukaku took his bucket-like arms and threw his fist at the fans.

Barrera shouted at the fans and pointed at Ye Chen's head.

"Look at him, look at him, he is Ye!"

Brozovic, as a midfield commander, calmed down a lot.

He hugged Ye Chen's head tightly and kissed his forehead.

"Okay, keep running with a pass, we must turn Sardinia over!"

But.

Ye Chen was expressionless.

There is no body language to celebrate the goal at all.



Ye Chen was surrounded by excited teammates

, if he was placed in normal times, he must be the one who celebrated the most fiercely.

Before half-time, helping the team equalize on the road,

Ye Chen had already jumped on the broad shoulders of big brother Lukaku and punched the fans!

But Ye Chen did not react.

It's not that he doesn't want to celebrate.

This time, using the powerful Vajra leg kung fu, the external qi and blood in the body overflowed and erupted too intensely.

It was beyond Ye Chen's control.

As a result, the control balance Yang Qi in his body was seriously insufficient!

There was even a vision when he shot just now.

His face was a little pale, his eyes were in a trance, and his lips had lost their blood color.

Even now, the cheers of the fans and the shouts of their teammates have not been heard.

"Hmm... It's so dizzy..." Ye

Chen's eyes were marked with Venus.

He knew that at this moment, in order to control the spillage of qi and blood in his body and adjust the balance of yang qi.

He had to meditate for a while.

Boom!

Ye Chen sat down on his butt.

Cross-legged, ring finger and thumb against each other, placed on the knee.

Teammates celebrating the goal.

Leng Buding saw Ye Chen meditating.

All shocked!

"Groove, what is this doing?" Lukaku was stunned, and the big fist that had been shaking stopped in the air.

The other teammates also quieted down and looked at Ye Chen curiously.

"Hahaha, Ye this is celebrating with yoga movements!"

Barrera shouted, and also sat cross-legged next to Ye Chen, learning his movements to meditate.

Terrace on the top floor of the apartment before the San Siro region.

Barrera had seen Ye Chen practice yoga and meditate.

Seeing Ye Chen meditating at this time, Barrera didn't know that he was using meditation to suppress the excessive amount of qi and blood that overflowed.

I thought I was using this yoga move to celebrate the goal!

"Yes, we join too!"

"This action is fun, let's do it together!"

Brozovic, Lukaku, Lautaro, Besino, Shik....

Six or seven Inter players, all following the example of Ye Chen and Barrera, sat down on the spot and meditated cross-legged.

These blond, curly-haired foreign players meditated together around a yellow-skinned Chinese player.

The scene is suddenly a little funny!

"Hehe, is this Ye Chen's self-created celebratory action? Meditating in place is quite creative! Xu Yang couldn't help but laugh.

"What an interesting little episode," Duan Xuan was also happy, "It seems that after Ye Chen went to Inter, he quickly integrated into European football culture. "

In their football culture, the stars have their own signature celebratory moves, and the spectators are impressed!"

"In order to show his domineering, Ronaldo will do Siu when he scores!"



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Gilardino is known as the Prince of Grace, and his signature move is to play the violin."

"Dybala adores gladiators and every time he scores a goal, he makes a masked gesture at the camera!"

"Haha, then why did Ye Chen do this meditation?" Xu Yang asked rhetorically.

Duan Xuan was stunned and scratched his head, "Eh, maybe, maybe it is to spread our traditional Chinese culture to the Italian audience, ahahahahah~"

Conte, who was standing on the sidelines, also watched the fun.

It was the first time he saw the Inter players doing a celebratory gesture.

"These brats must have rehearsed the celebratory action in advance, I don't know, but there are really them!"