Football Kung Fu Player

"What?! So fast? How is it possible?"

Yan Song turned around sharply, seeing Wang Xing who passed by him, had already entered the backcourt.

He felt incredible.

He felt a flash just now, and he was passed directly before he even had time to react.

That kind of flashing speed is simply not what Yan Song can handle.

As a midfielder, he has played a lot of football games, even when facing the Argentine youth team, he has never encountered such a quick passer....... He has no means at all, just relying on his strength The speed passed him in an instant.

Then, he saw the midfield of his pair being passed through by Wang Xing alone.

There is no trace of technical means, just relying on speed.

speed!

There is no faster player in the world than Wang Xing.

After being passed by Wang Xing, everyone had that expression of disbelief... as if they had encountered an extremely strange thing.

Obviously they are trying to intercept it, but... they can't stop it at all.

too fast!

Starting it is like a rocket jet, it can be passed directly in an instant, it is extremely simple and rude.

And Wang Xing's calm eyes seemed to be saying: "You guys are too weak!"

Wang Xing came to the penalty area in just 10 seconds.

Sun Xiang and Dewey stood in front of him as if they were facing a formidable enemy... Wang Xing's speed just now, obviously they all saw it in their eyes.

One person actually passed 5 people in just a dozen seconds, and has come to the restricted area.

This guy's strength is really not ordinary... It's like entering the land of no one!

When did China become such a powerful football player again?!

They shook their heads, but they were quasi-teaming.

"Okay, Wang Xing.....get over, get over them!"

Chen Luo clenched his fists and shouted on the sidelines, he was so happy... He had never seen such a hearty extraordinary, the strongest superstars in the world today, don't have such awesome skills!

Snapped!

Wang Xing's running body finally paused slightly.

Because not far in front of him, several defenders had already surrounded him, Sun Xiang and Dewey were impressively in line, behind him, there was goalkeeper An Qi and a defender.

Four against one!

Shen Xiangfu's eyes were also fixed on it. It was originally just a simple team practice match, but at this time, he felt an inexplicable tension in his heart.

Wang Xing's extraordinary performance just now made him startled from ear to ear.

At this moment, he really wanted to see if Wang Xing could accomplish the feat of shooting alone.

A dragon... Shen Xiangfu gets excited just thinking about it.

It takes a lot of awesome people to do it, but Wang Xing has passed five.....and hasn't passed the ball yet.

In the next second, Shen Xiangfu saw Wang move.

swish!

Dewey and Sun Xiang, who were about to encircle Wang Xing, just prepared to encircle, and Dewey kicked up to tackle the ball...In an instant, in the retinas of the two, they saw Wang Xing's feet flying there. Swinging, that feint, the two people watching were dazzled.

Break? Or pass...to the left, or to the right?

The two of them couldn't understand Wang Xing's intention at all, but this thought only flashed in their minds for a moment. Dewey couldn't control that much anymore, so he directly stepped out and stretched towards the football under Wang Xing's feet.

Time has not allowed him to think so much.

But, swish—

Dewey's powerful kick... still misses.

The football was in his sight, and it was missed by Wang Jianyue with an exaggerated trajectory.

And Wang Xing's body appeared behind Dewey even more strangely, and Sun Xiang could only watch helplessly as Wang Xing passed by him.

Cycling, continuous change of direction.

The two movements are done in one go, just like the textbook version.

Within a few seconds, Wang Xing passed Dewey and Sun Xiang in a row.

Shen Xiangfu, who was on the sidelines, couldn't help shouting: "It's so beautiful~!"

When he realized it, he suddenly realized... the extraordinary technique Wang Xing used just now, seems to be pedaling a bicycle, or the kind that has been pedaled several times.

"Chase!"

After Sun Xiang and De Wei were passed by Wang Xing, they immediately looked at each other, then turned around at the same time and chased after Wang Xing who was running.

Sun Xiang's speed in the team is not slow, second only to Qu Bo, he chased after him madly, but he was horrified to find that he couldn't catch up no matter what.

Wang Xing is faster than him with the ball!

This kind of weird thing, he really encountered for the first time.

He watched helplessly as Wang Xing rushed into the penalty area and faced a defender... Goalkeeper An Qi's eyes were fixed on the fast-moving Wang Xing.

The defender who rushed out was called Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin's explosive power is quite outstanding, his personal ball handling ability is also good, and more importantly, his overall view and defensive ability.

He saw that Sun Xiang seemed to be in trouble, so he rushed from the front to help Sun Xiang stop him.

However, he also encountered the same problem as Sun Xiang - when he wanted to steal the ball, Wang Xing took the football away in an instant.

Let him have no chance to steal the ball!

So he can only run with Wang Xing!

The coach on the sidelines and Shen Xiangfu both opened their mouths. They saw Dewey and Zhou Lin, the two defense stars in the team, as if they were escorting Wang Xing, running with him from left to right.. ... What's even more funny is that Sun Xiang chased after him with all his strength.

All three wanted to steal the ball, but there was no way!

The players on the court were also frightened by this scene. They never thought that Wang Xing could still dribble the ball so calmly from the double-teaming of three players!

Moreover, this is in the restricted area!

The most fouled restricted area.

Everyone in Wang Xing's team even forgot to go up to meet...

But it doesn't matter, Wang Xing is in very good condition now, he never thought of passing the ball at all!

He dribbled the ball like this and directly hit the goalkeeper (Wang Zhao) An Qi's goal.

That's right, Wang Xing didn't shoot.

After stealing the ball from the midfield at the beginning, he went on a rampage all the way without any scruples, and came directly opposite the goalkeeper.

Behind, is the hot pursuit of three players.

In front, is the cautious goalkeeper An He.

""lame!"

Wang Xing sighed, An Qi only felt a figure flash in front of him, he was just about to pounce on the football at Wang Xing's feet, but he stopped.

boom!

The moment he turned around, he happened to see Wang Xing's big foot blasting the silver football into the goal.

The ball spun continuously on the net, and after a full second, the ball barely fell.

clatter!

The football rolled down the net, but everyone on the field stood there, staring at the figure flying in front of the goal.

Afraid and afraid!

Wang Xing, scored.

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