Huang Kaiwen, dribbling diagonally, firmly kept Mesca behind him, but his touch on the ball after crossing the halfway line sent it out of control.
"Too heavy a touch?"
Zhang asked, puzzled: "Shouldn't be! Shoot!!!"
The next second, Huang Kaiwen, crossing the halfway line, swung his right foot.
Bam—
The mighty arrow shakes the earth, the journey of shooting at the sun is for the hero.
The hidden bow aims at the target, thousands of arrows seek the root, piercing the clouds.
With the immense noise, Cannavaro, running furiously backward, felt the wind gives him goosebumps.
The ball skimmed half a meter from his side, already reaching the penalty area in an instant.
Damn.
Long shot from midfield!
The captain of Naples cursed inwardly, feeling disrespected by the opponent.
However, the goalkeeper should handle this ball.
But he quickly stopped in his tracks.
As he hesitated, not daring to judge, the ball's trajectory immediately showed him how exaggerated the curve was.
