Football Kung Fu Player

"It seems that after the loss in the first half, our Paraguayan team seems to have learned a lesson this time. Instead of confronting Wang Xing head-on, they are deliberately avoiding it."

Watching in amazement the Paraguayan players reorganized into an offensive formation and rushed into the midfield of the Chinese team, the Paraguayan football commentator couldn't help showing a surprised smile.

"If we can continue to maintain this momentum, perhaps, this attack may be effective."

Seeing the three Paraguayan forwards attacking the opponent's midfield like a bamboo shoot, the Paraguayan football commentator's eyes lit up, his breathing was a little short, and he said excitedly.

"how is this possible?!"

The Paraguayan team leader and Villet on the coach's bench couldn't help showing a bit of surprise at the moment. Although the two didn't communicate too much, it was not difficult to see the shock in their hearts when they just looked at each other.

"Maybe these guys don't want to just stay under others like this for a long time. After putting in so much effort, it would be a pity if they couldn't even score a single goal.

After the leader of the Paraguay football team paused for a while, his surprised expression gradually turned into a comfortable smile. With his arms folded, he looked proudly at the Paraguayan football team who was counterattacking with the ball on the field, and commented with a smile.

"If they had this awareness early on, from the first ball, they wouldn't let that kid from the Celestial Dynasty bully us so much~"

Although Willett was shocked by the outstanding performance of the Paraguayan football team this time, he was merciless in his words. He glanced indifferently at the Paraguayan team that was constantly compressing the situation, and said coldly.

"It's a little ambitious after all."

Hearing Villet's indifferent words, Paraguay's football team leader couldn't help but shrugged and smiled, not arguing with Villet any more.

He could easily accept defeat, but Villet next to him was different. Facing this loss in the game, although he didn't know why, he might be the person who was most unwilling.

"Damn it! I've placed a huge bet on our team winning the championship. If you fail like this, I will definitely not let you go."

The more he watched, the more frightened he became, Willett clenched his fists tightly, bloodshot eyes permeated his pupils, and stared at the red figure that was chasing constantly on the field. All the ambitions in my heart were burned to ashes.

"It seems that Wang Xing is nothing more than that, it seems that there is still a limit."

"That's right, I thought he was really invincible. The attack just now must have exhausted the last of his strength."

"Tch, wasting so much physical strength, no wonder he couldn't even intercept this attack.

It seems that they have caught a topic that can be regretted. Many Greeks are talking about it with relish. Seeing the loss of the Celestial Dynasty this time, they showed a satisfied and proud smile

We talked about it.

"Finally, this monster stopped. I thought this guy would always have inexhaustible physical strength!"

"Why don't you continue to attack? It's a joke. It seems that the Tianchao team without Wang Xing is nothing more than that."

"The situation can really be reversed. Is it the turn of the Paraguayan team to show off?"

Questioning words, the current Korean people are already very happy. Facing the attack of the Paraguayan football team avoiding Wang Xing, although it has nothing to do with Wang Xing, but with their "rounding" Analytical ability, of course, can still let it in.

Korea Sports Channel.

"It seems that Wang Xing's performance this time is very unfavorable, but it's no wonder, after all, a person always has a limit. Now the Paraguayan team's first attack is undoubtedly showing a tendency to come back."

"Indeed, if Wang Xing scored a good goal just now in the second half, then his current performance is a bit disappointing, even a bit out of standard."

"That's right!"

At the moment, the two Han country commentators in the live broadcast room are laughing and communicating with each other with the pleasure of being devastated. Facing the attack of the Paraguayan team this time, they are also looking forward to the success of the other party in their hearts.

"Let's take a look at Wang Xing's performance. Oh, it's really good. Wang Xing is already the main striker who is about to approach the opponent..." Watching the live broadcast on the screen, one of them Ming Hanguo's commentary didn't seem to react, and his eyes widened.

...asking for flowers...

"Wait, what is this?!"

One of the Korean football commentators was already stunned. Through the recorded video of the scene, they could only see the Paraguayan striker who was originally in control of the ball, and was actually penetrated by a black afterimage that rushed forward. He crossed over, stabbed horizontally from the corner of the edge, and snatched the ball just like that.

And this speed, from the instant appearance to the end of the curtain, did not even exceed three seconds

"What happened?!" Daehan's two football commentators are still in a state of blindness, looking at each other's puzzled eyes incomprehensibly.

......0

"Difficult, could it be..."

It seemed that they thought of a bad possibility, and when they saw the long-distance replay, the two of them who were chatting with sarcasm almost jumped out of thin air.

Wang Xing actually displayed his prime speed directly from the moment he stepped into the midfield, and when Wang Xing didn't have the ball, this speed seemed to be more powerful on the lawn, even surpassing the previous one when he dribbled the ball The speed of sprinting, from a distance, seems to be like a group of bright red flames, constantly and vigorously jumping.

"Fuck! It's amazing!!"

"What happened at that angle just now, I watched the replay but couldn't see it clearly, how could Wang Xing's speed suddenly explode to such a terrifying level!"

"No, I didn't even realize it. Why did the ball come to us again?"

The sound of excited discussion, while watching the Paraguayan players' counterattack game, this scene that suddenly appeared undoubtedly made everyone eager to discuss it.

At the same time, the scene was completely silent, and there was no more sound aimed at Wang Xing's speed. In the silence that had just filled the air, a sea of ​​thunder-like jubilant sound erupted again from the auditorium of Tianchao.

"Wang Xing!" "Wang Xing!" "Wang Xing billion!".