Damn!
This is going to miss the header!
But... aside from Lu Yang behind me, there's no one else, so if I miss it, it's not a big problem.
Thinking of this, the left-back turned his head to look behind him as he landed.
No, he didn't need to turn his head, because he could already feel the pressure on his shoulder.
This is...
Lu Yang is still in the air?
The Swedish left-back instantly realized this and broke out in a cold sweat.
At this moment, everyone followed the soccer ball and looked this way.
Lu Yang soared high into the air, gliding for an incredibly long time without losing any altitude.
His body was bent like a bow, seemingly infinite in its waist power.
Rather than saying he soared up, it's more like he made a sliding celebration in the air.
It was as if he could stay up there forever.
The soccer ball came flying.
Lu Yang, like a bowstring, instantly shot forward, his head swung fiercely!
