Football Kung Fu Player

"So fast?!"

Jie Siou looked at Wang Xing on the field in shock. At this moment, the lightning-fast figure was jumping at a high frequency. Every step seemed to be moving towards Wang Xing with an unstoppable speed. move forward.

"What a scary guy, no wonder Assistant Coach Willett is targeting this boy from the Celestial Dynasty so much. It turns out that this guy's speed can be so fast."

Staring straight ahead, Jie Siou's gaze reveals a deep sense of unwillingness, his expression is very vigilant, and he secretly thought in amazement.

"Wang Xing got the ball under his feet again. I didn't even see this scene clearly. It was too fast!"

The commentator of Tianchao Football, at the moment, is looking excitedly at Wang Xing, who is constantly running on the field. From the original Paraguayan team's counterattack to Wang Xing's re-in charge of the game, he has experienced tension and relaxation through "780". Finally, he could breathe a sigh of relief and explained with a smile.

"Wang Xing is now counterattacking, and we can see from his dribbling speed, it may be the first dribbling speed in this Olympic Games. Compare with Wang Xing."

Describe Wang Xing with a mouth full of admiration. When Wang Xing successfully broke through the boundary line of the midfield, this time the Paraguayan team's offense can actually be declared a formal failure.

Because of Wang Xing, they can't stop it at all!

"Have you been robbed again?"

After seeing this scene, the Paraguayan team couldn't help frowning.

The general attack led by his players just now should not have any problems. It can be said that the opponent's forwards and defenders, except for Wang Xing, cannot stop their attack at all

But the arrival of Wang Xing accelerated the scope of this attack, making it impossible to effectively attack the Tianchao team's penalty area no matter which side took the ball.

Can only defend but not attack, and even the defense of the whole team is just delaying time. This kind of game is not enough to be called a fair game.

On the contrary, it can be said to be a real massacre...

"Don't be so anxious, don't we still have Jay Siou as a backstabber? As long as his miss can make Wang Xing go off the field, so what if he is discovered, anyway, he is just sacrificing an ordinary player. Compared with the victory of the game, what is it?"

Seeing the Paraguayan team leader frowning uneasy, Villet sneered and looked at a young Paraguayan player who was not moving a step in the Paraguayan penalty area, guarding the defense. From his eyes full of ambition, he could tell that he valued his own efforts. This is his chance.

"I hope it's not too much. Wang Xing is a player with great potential. In the future, his status in the football world may surpass everyone. It's a pity to offend him like this."

Paraguay's football team leader, when he heard Willett's sneer beside him at this moment, he couldn't help feeling uneasy, and said with a sigh.

"Great players in this world will also lose at times, not to mention if he has a hidden disease in this game, I believe you know that a player with a dark disease, no matter how talented he is There couldn't have been a better performance."

Willett seemed to feel that the team leader in front of him was too vigilant, so he couldn't help but smiled, and commented with a cold smile as he watched Wang Xing, who was tormenting the match like a gust of wind.

"You seem to be paying too much attention to the outcome of this game, Willett, this is not the performance an assistant coach should have, isn't it?"

Paraguay's team leader looked dissatisfiedly at Willett who was cursing Wang Xing beside him, frowned, and looked suspiciously at this friend who had a strong hatred for Wang Xing, not understanding what he was planning.

"I did it purely for the victory of this game. Don't you think that our Paraguayan players have been training for so long, and now seeing the championship at their fingertips, it's a pity to lose at the feet of a Chinese?"

He patted the shoulder of the Paraguay team leader beside him with a smile, and Willett's regretful face made the Paraguay team leader beside him secretly relieved.

"It seems that Willett still cares about their team very much."

The leader of Paraguay looked at Willett's eyes full of hope, and finally let go of his restless heart, thinking secretly.

"Wang Xing!" "Wang Xing!"

"Wang Xing!"

The boiling sound of the audience like a sea of ​​thunder resounded through the Olympic arena. Facing the cheering sound, Wang Xing's speed was also accelerating...

swish

The other Paraguayan teams didn't have much impact on Wang Xing at all. The fighting spirit that had been defeated by Wang Xing one-stop could not be fully recovered after just one intermission.

Jie Siou is also very nervous now, and his hands that are constantly touching are making him feel uneasy. Wang Xing's speed is really too fast, and his skill, needless to say, relying on surpassing these veteran players His strength undoubtedly proves that his skills are definitely in the top ranks.

"no!"

Shaking his head quickly, he threw away all the bad thoughts in his heart, and finally Jie Siou's eyes flashed the light of a wolf bed.

You must not make unintentional harm actions under normal circumstances. If you want to seize the opportunity, just affect him when he is playing!"

Jie Siou pondered secretly in his heart, until he confirmed his final plan, he re-established his confidence and prepared to face this irresistible monster from the Celestial Dynasty.

"Defeat him!"

When Willett saw that Wang Xing was about to reach Paraguay's midfielder, his eyes shone with vigor, he clenched his hands subconsciously, and shouted angrily in the coach's bench.

Among the rest of the Olympic audience, there are a few who look at Wang Xing on the field with excited eyes. No matter what Wang Xing has done, 5.6, but his current skills and speed have undoubtedly conquered them.

Sa Reya desperately chased after Wang Xing's back. After he had exercised with all his strength, he raised his head and saw that the distance between himself and Wang Xing did not shorten at all but continued to expand

Finally, he slowly slowed down his pace, bitterly speechless.

boom!

The moment Wang Xing shoots...

Jie Siou saw the right moment, rushed out from the spot, and rushed towards Wang Xing impatiently!

Half-punch tackle...

When his ankle ruthlessly touched Wang Xing's left foot, the ecstasy on his face distorted instantly, and his whole face knelt together due to the pain, and he couldn't help making a painful sound.

"what----"

An earth-shattering howl suddenly resounded on the court. .