Marco had clenched his fists nervously as he watched Chen Yu getting closer and closer to the keeper, "Chen, make sure you capitalize on this one-two!"
However, amateur players are still amateur players, in the face of a great opportunity, Chen Yu's original idea was to pass the goalkeeper and then shoot. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
But after continuously dealing with the defense of a professional player, continuous change of direction, and continuous initiation of sprinting, it made his explosive power close to exhaustion.
The legs were now weak when I tried to make another push.
"Hey... A match with a professional team is really still different from a school match."
Chen Yu had no choice but to push the ball, attempting to roll it in with an arcing kick.
His shot was equally unprofessional, though, a weak push that the home side's keeper received easily in his arms with a sideways lunge.
