C192 How Could It be so Fast

"Ding..."

"Xucheng Team starts!"

The match continued. Xiao Jun placed the football on the spot where Tianlian No. 9 had fallen.

It was here that No. 9 thought he would receive the first single goal in his life. In the end, the moment he kicked, Xiao Jun had already rushed forward and rolled on the ground, holding the football in his arms.

Perfect throw, clean defense