Sports God

Chapter 200 Not good!The head coach is injured!
Go back to the locker room.

The team doctor was almost on his knees, checking Chu Chao's ankle.

numb.

People are numb.

Ever since Chu Chao was tackled in the first half, every second after that, he was terrified, more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

With such a tackle intensity, Iron Man would have to be injured.

However, every time after being knocked down, Chu Chao stood up.

With simple activities, I quickly adapted, and there seemed to be no signs of injury.

This... is simply a miracle!
Is this the level that humans can do?
at this time.

Holding Chu Chao's stinky feet, the two team doctors seemed to be studying some kind of diluted treasure. After rubbing and touching it repeatedly, they were amazed.

"Tsk, this foot is too strong, Xiao Chu, didn't you practice martial arts when you were young?"

An older team doctor said with a smile.

intact!

Not even the skin is broken!
Simply.

Although, with the double protection of shin guards and socks, such a situation still makes people feel extremely unbelievable.

Chu Chao laughed: "I have practiced it. I have practiced hair extension since I was a child. Now I am an innate master with internal strength. If you don't believe me, I will show you a light kung fu and fly up."

What Chu Chao said became more and more outrageous.

The air in the entire locker room became cheerful.

"Brother Chu, these sons of bitches are simply too damned ignorant of martial arts."

"Why don't you let us tackle the ball?"

A team member couldn't help but said indignantly.

In a normal game, like the Iranian team's style of play, the two sides have already started to stage tackles.

Everyone has two legs, who is afraid of whom?

but……

When they were on the field just now, Chu Chao specifically explained that his team would not tackle unless necessary, let alone malicious tackles like the Iranian team.

"How can you shovel him in the face after shoveling me?"

"Four."

"If they can withstand it, let's continue in the second half. Remember, the more regular your moves, the more room I can play."

"When the time comes, public opinion will be on our side."

"Actually, in comparison, their injuries are much more serious than mine. I have thick skin and flesh, so I can shovel it casually. I don't believe it. The bridge of my nose can be as hard as my toes."

"Oh shit……"

Chu Chao seemed to be very generous and said.

There is a cure, but speaking is tough.

Just shovel.

Anyway, I'm not afraid.

As for whether you are afraid or not, I don't know.

However, speaking of it, the Iranian team is really tough and tough, and their brains seem to be sick.

It's a bit of a "dead man" feeling.

……

at the same time.

At this time, Raib took two people and appeared in the locker room of the Iranian team.

first half.

He watched the whole thing.

My own hands were pinched green by my sister.

Every time she saw Chu Chao was fouled by a tackle, her sister Mayasa would transfer her anger and tension to herself.

Until the end of the first half of the game, my sister Mayasha finally couldn't bear it anymore, and gave the order to die, and asked herself to go to the locker room of the Iranian team to have a good chat with those bastards!
Do you play football or people?

Do you have to play like this?
Brutal football?

Raib originally wanted to refute a few words, but Chu Chao also took revenge.

However, he felt that his sister at this time was like an angry lioness, and he still obeyed obediently.

Iran's locker room.

At this time, there was a wail all over the place.

Of the four people with facial injuries, three of them were diagnosed with broken nose bridges, and the other had a comminuted nose bridge fracture.

They've all been sent to the hospital now.

This kind of injury is not fatal, but it is painful, especially the injury on the face.

For a man with a high nose bridge, after suffering such an injury, he can only consider plastic surgery.

The rest of the people are also concerned at the moment.

But the head coach Galenoe, who was still chattering in the locker room at this time, was like a pyramid scheme leader, continuing to give the team blood and boost their morale.

"Just play like this, don't be afraid. Although we injured four people in the first half, we managed to defend the score, only 2:2."

"Your restrictions on Chu Chao are real and effective!"

"Who is Chu Chao? He is the top scorer in the five major leagues! A superstar who is popular throughout Europe! It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the next champion!"

"But, my children, my valiant children, my warriors, you held him!"

"In the second half, keep going! Don't be afraid of getting hurt! Damn it! I want him to know that if this is a war, we must not be the ones to back down first!"

Listening to his impassioned voice, the players of the Iranian team in the locker room also inexplicably felt that their spirits were lifted a lot.

Yes.

As long as Chu Chao could be restrained, any price would be worth paying.

and……

The head coach Galenoe, the local coach, has a status in Iran's domestic football circle and is also at the "ball king" level.

He is the first head coach with more than 1000 points in Iran's domestic league.

No.2, just over 500 points.

Unique existence.

If such a head coach fails to complete his established tactics, the consequences will definitely be very miserable.

There was a gentle knock on the door of the dressing room.

Galenoe walked to the door, pulled it open, and saw the little Qatari prince Raib in a white robe and turban.

With a smile on his face, he touched his huge nose.

"Hey, Your Highness, are you here to visit my players?"

He called Raib with a hint of ridicule.

Although there is respect, but not much.

Still, it seemed friendly.

After all, Thar and Iran have always had a good relationship, both belong to the Sunni sect, and they are very close.

In Qatar's $300 billion sports school, there are also many Iranian players who have borrowed training.

And this little prince, needless to say, is the darling of social media, and is a popular presence on the Internet.

Raib glanced at him.

Sigh slightly.

"Galenoe, I don't mean to interfere with your tactics, but isn't your arrangement a bit too barbaric? A player like Chu shouldn't be treated like this."

"He's my friend, a very good friend."

"In the second half, you should really restrain yourself."

Naturally, Raib would not reveal it, it was his sister who asked him to come.

This pot, I had to take it up obediently.

Galenoe was taken aback for a moment, but her eyes also narrowed.

"Take it easy?"

"Be kinder to him?"

"Then... like you, get eliminated?"

He said with a smile.

But what he said was extremely hurtful.

Raib: ...

He is an easy-going person. Although he was bullied, he didn't show too much anger. He just insisted: "Chu is only this year. He has a great future on the football field. If you really hurt him Make up for the injury, well, that's a crime. A lot of people will not let you go."

Hearing this, Galenoe fell silent for a moment.

But he raised his eyebrows and said stubbornly: "Just let him go. For me, this is war! I will do whatever it takes!"

The brave Iranians will never give in.

Even if you want to assassinate yourself after the game, then let him do it.

But for this game, he must follow his own plan and restrict Chu Chao to death!
Seeing his attitude, Raib heaved a long sigh, couldn't say anything more, shrugged, turned and left.

I thought about it.

He turned again and went to the locker room of the Chinese team.

By the way, look at Chu Chao.

in the locker room.

Chu Chao was sitting on the big horse, while the other players were enjoying the emergency relaxing massage service from the team doctor.

For this kind of service, Chu Chao is actually the most qualified to enjoy it.

However, he has healed himself.

Don't waste extra manpower.

Originally, it was not enough.

Seeing Raib enter the door, Chu Chao nodded and smiled at him.

"Small dumplings..."

This is Chu Chao's "love name" for him recently.

Raib showed a shy smile and scratched his head: "How are you? Are you not injured?"

Chu Chao waved his hands and smiled.

"It's okay, it's just them, they still want to hurt me, let's practice for another 100 years..."

Very confident, very arrogant look.

Raib thought for a while, and then solemnly reminded: "I just went to the locker room of the Iranian team. They will use the same tactics in the second half, and they may be more violent."

"I spoke to their coach, Galenoe, but he is a very stubborn man."

"Feel sorry."

Hear this...

Chu Chao immediately looked at him in surprise.

Does this need to be sorry?

Of course not.

War, any battle damage, is acceptable.

but……

Listening to his words, a thought quietly popped up in Chu Chao's mind.

After casually chatting with him for a few words, when the second half started, Chu Chao looked at Galenoe's position as if nothing had happened.

This is a very passionate coach.

Not very tall, with a burly figure, a beer belly, a firm face, stern eyes, waving his arms vigorously, and shouting something incessantly.

The area where he stands is on the left sideline of the court.

Chu Chao stared at him for a while, and the thought in his mind became more and more clear.

damn thing!
Come and play with me!

……

soon.

The second half of the game officially started.

Before the whistle was blown, the referee of this game even went to the captains of both sides, and once again gave a serious warning. If the action is smaller, the penalty scale in the second half will be stricter.

Iranian captain Taremi, with a flattering smile on his face, nodded his promise again and again.

However, after turning around, a fierce light soon appeared in his eyes.

Although the referee said so...

However, the established tactics will not change.

He looked back at Chu Chao again.

Sensing his gaze, Chu Chao looked at him and held back, but did not make insulting gestures because he would be photographed, but just spat on the turf viciously.

This is also a dog thing!
In the first half, he gave himself a ruthless kick and was happy to mention a topaz card.

However, this guy is a striker, very thieves. When defending, he doesn't stand on the path of the ball, and usually stays behind himself.

Therefore, I have not yet enjoyed the treatment of football riding on my face.

Thinking about this...

The game starts soon.

Iran kicks off.

In the midfield range, patiently back foot.

Chu Chao still galloped all over the court without hesitating his physical strength, and pressed the frontcourt players at a high position with extremely fast speed.

For a while, the Iranian team's ball path was unable to advance.

The game fell into a very anxious state.

Chu Chao suddenly felt a pain in his back.

It was the No. 8 midfielder of the opponent, Nurolahi, who came to his elbow as if nothing had happened when he was defending himself.

This kind of old silver coin behavior, the small moves on the court, is the most disgusting.

Between a foul and a no foul.

But, really annoying.

In the first half, Chu Chao actually encountered many small actions like this. After the malicious harassment, the opponent even felt provocative, and seemed to hope that Chu Chao would take the initiative to fight back.

However, Chu Chao still held back.

Sometimes, you will feel that there are really too many bad people in this world.

When their strength is not as good as yours, they will try all kinds of crooked tricks and try to set up a trap to trap you.

Chu Chao is naturally not stupid.

very clear.

Small actions belong to small actions.

Tackles are tackles.

But if he hit someone with his hands, it would definitely be a red card immediately, and there was no room for escape.

Chu Chao glanced at him.

For the time being, run away far away.

At this time, the ball was at the feet of the Iranian team.

Passed to Taremi's feet.

He was walking down the right side, and the coach of the Iranian team was right in front of him, waving his arms excitedly, as if to cheer.

Take a deep breath.

Chu Chao ran up quickly.

He exchanged glances with his teammate on the left, and the teammate quickly gave up his position and handed over the first position to Chu Chao.

Seeing that Chu Chao is not very close to him, Taremi wants to try to dribble past others...

However, at this moment, Chu Chao suddenly made an unexpected move.

Chu Chao suddenly took advantage of the trend, and his feet seemed to slip suddenly. He staggered a bit, but hooked his feet and shoveled towards the ball.

Taremi imitated Chu Chao's movements, and wanted to kick the ball with his big feet. Before he was shoveled, it would be best to kick Chu Chao's face.

However, the ball has already been touched by Chu Chao's foot.

With great power, it flew towards the sideline.

off the line.

Suddenly there was a violent scream.

Chu Chao retracted his foot lightly, and the tackle was clean and neat, and he was completely running for the ball. Taremi was not even affected by it, nor did he fall down.

But beyond the touchline...

The head coach of the Iranian team, Galenoe, squatted down in pain, clutching his crotch.

The height that the ball flew out was knee height, and it seemed to be aiming at his crotch, right in the middle.

Anyone who has been hit by a ball knows that the pain in the crotch is comparable to giving birth.

Even an iron-blooded real man can't stand it at all.

His face was contorted ferociously, and he was lying on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

It hurts!

It hurts so much!
Taremi: ...

The sharp Adam's apple twitched, and for a moment, he was a little at a loss.

not good!

The head coach is injured!

Chu Chao looked at his expression, shrugged at him, and smiled apologetically.

And this time.

The Chinese fans in the stands burst into cheers.

Awesome!
This ball shovel!
beautiful!

It's hard to say, Chu Chao did it on purpose.

After all, who can deliberately control the path of the ball when it is tackled?

Galenoe, I'm a bit out of luck...

……

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(End of this chapter)