Football Kung Fu Player

"Can Wang Xing's attack be stopped?"

"It's obvious that the water is released, why can't it be pulled down!"

"It's really sad, I seem to see the decline of Greek football..."

The Greek media, at this moment, have started from the Greek team's provocation of Wang Xing by Varas this time. Instead, they were replaced by the coach because of their unfavorable performance. most concerned.

Lowering their heads with a heavy heart, the Greek spectators at the Olympic Games have lost face at the moment, and they don't have the slightest courage to help their team loudly, "It's really embarrassing.

Being humiliated by Wang Xing's slow ball attack, their faces now lack a bit of pride in the past.

"Come on! Don't give up hope just because I am here! This is our home field, even if we lose, we must lose with dignity!"

Looking at the lifelessness in his team, Moras couldn't help clenching his fists and angrily said.

"Forget it, Moraes, all of us can't stop that kid from China. What hope do you think we can stop him now?" Sapanis said bitterly among the players of the Greek Olympic football team. : "We have thoroughly

"Are you giving up just like that...?"

Moras watched his teammates lower their heads one after another in frustration, staring blankly at the arena where he struggled day and night, and murmured weakly.

Unfamiliar celebratory language resounded in his ears. Under the frantic atmosphere, Moras subconsciously glanced at the Chinese people at the Olympics, only to find that they were all looking at him indifferently.

His expression was indifferent, his eyes were ruthlessly cold, and no one said a word at this moment.

Even...just a word of encouragement...

"No, absolutely not, it has already been said above, the Celestial Dynasty team will release water to us, why is this Wang Xing, how can...!"

He clenched his hands full of unwillingness, clenched fists, nails had already sunk into the flesh, but the coach of the Greek team seemed to be unable to feel it, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at nothing on the field. Unforgiving Wang Xing.

"Why! Why is he still humiliating us with this behavior!!"

The leader of the Greek team, like an old and feeble old lion, has more energy than energy. Facing Wang Xing's ignoring behavior, he is full of anger, but he can't do anything.

Wallas watched all this in silence. If he was full of unwillingness and resentment when he just left the field, then now, facing Wang Xing's consecutive goals, he is witnessing from the perspective of the audience. At this moment, He also had a feeling of desolation pervading his heart, suddenly, he felt that the provocation he had just made to Wang Xing was perhaps the biggest mistake in his life.

It can be said that it was the biggest failure in his career, and he just provoked someone who he shouldn't challenge!

beep!

With the start whistle sounded.

The football Olympic team members of the Greek team have already expressed their despair at this moment, and they no longer have the slightest fighting spirit. Wang Xing's slow ball attack just now undoubtedly wiped out their last hope.

"It has become like this, and it is not very exiled.

Wang Xing looked at the Greek football Olympic team indifferently, thinking lightly in his heart.

Until the very end, Wang Xing just casually walked around the side field and did basic defense. On the contrary, Qu Bo and others went forward courageously, and gained a good advantage in successive attacks against the Greek team.

Until the end, Qu Bo, Yan Song and others suppressed the formation in the restricted area of ​​the Greek team, and then made a formal breakthrough before the iron triangle wall was formed, and Qu Bo made a breakthrough first.

6:0!

The Greek audience was almost numb. They watched the Greek Olympic football team lose another goal, and they didn't bother to make too many expressions. This team is no longer worthy of their emotions.

Another ten minutes passed.....

This time, when facing the Tianchao team, Moras managed to form the Iron Triangle wall under the premise of defense, but facing the fierce pursuit of the national football team, coupled with the unintentional teammates around him, he lost The most basic fighting spirit couldn't last for a few rallies, and the Tianchao team collectively dribbled the ball and broke through.

boom!

The football that hit the net...

The score officially came to 7:0...

At this moment, the audience of Tianchao are all smiling and watching this match that is comparable to massacre. Everyone has a smile on their face at this moment, and they don't shout loudly anymore. They are talking and laughing with the people around them. People communicate and talk.

Facing this game, it is no surprise that the Tianchao team won.

Finally, in the last few minutes, when the Tianchao Football Olympic team scored another goal, the game had gradually come to an end, and at this moment, Shen Xiangfu couldn't help becoming a little anxious.

"Didn't Wang Xing promise himself that he would give them the Greek team? Why are you playing so hard now!"

"Wang Xing! Remember our tactics?!"

Shen Xiangfu raised his hand high towards the side field where Wang Xing was, and shouted loudly.

Shen Xiangfu's actions at this moment undoubtedly attracted the attention of some people, especially the spectators behind Shen Xiangfu who were close to the sidelines. They seemed to feel that something was happening, so they quickly took out their mobile phones and prepared to record this moment.

When Wang Xing came to Shen Xiangfu's side, seeing Shen Xiangfu's anxiety, he couldn't help spreading his 677 hands, and said helplessly: "It's not that I don't let them play, you can see it too, even if I don't help, they will Can't get in one."

"Then let one go, otherwise it's like nothing!" Shen Xiangfu smiled wryly.

"Okay, I'll try my best to find a way." Wang Xing nodded helplessly.

"Qu Bo, give me the ball!" Wang Xing yelled loudly after the players of the Olympic team grabbed the ball!

"Captain, what are you going to do?" Qu Bo looked at Wang Xing suspiciously.

There was less than a minute left, and Wang Xing was next to his goal at the moment, he didn't know what to do with his own ball, but Qu Bo didn't stop, he directly passed the ball far away, raised his foot and The ball was kicked to Wang Xing.

boom!

Watching the football rush towards him from mid-air, Wang Xing didn't even think about it, he just kicked sideways, his right foot kicked hard, and a direct shot, the ball passed through the masked Anan like a shooting star. Qi, then crashed into his own goal.

8:1!

The audience.. was silent!

In other words, the collective is a little messed up in the wind!

What is this code called?

Kicking into your own goal on purpose?

But Wang Xing did just that... at the end, he kicked a goal straight into his own goal.

"This, can be regarded as... let the water go?"

Wang Xing smiled slightly. .