Football Kung Fu Player

"This guy is too terrifying. This kind of non-human limit speed, our Mexican team is really unlucky, and this guy will be ranked like this."

"It's definitely not a fluke that this kind of tricky angle can succeed twice in a row, but the real strength of this Celestial player named Wang Xing must not be underestimated."

"Team Celestial Dynasty, when did it become so powerful?"

After repeated suspicious exchanges, all Mexican football players, including the goalkeeper, felt unprecedented pressure in the Mexican Olympic Football Conference Room.

"This kind of monster! Can you really win?"

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"Look at your current state. Even if you know you can't win, you shouldn't give up so early. Does "310" mean that you are going to be the laughing stock of us Mexicans?"

When these Mexican football players were full of frustration, a middle-aged man in a white sportswear with a lot of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes was criticizing the hard-trained football players in front of him in a severe tone.

"Leader, that's what I said, but do you think we can really oppress this Celestial player named Wang Xing?" A distressed voice came out of the conference room, making others agree. They all nodded.

"Yeah, such a guy is not something we can beat at all. Anyway, a team as strong as Paraguay has lost. If we lose a game, it shouldn't be a big deal.

"That's right, his dribbling speed has already equaled the strength of our Mexican national football team, and it is completely impossible to play tricks from it, no matter how you look at it.

"And in terms of physical strength, this is a guy who has participated in a 10,000-meter long-distance race and is still alive and well. The conventional restraints may not limit him at all."

With a unified caliber, when these Mexican players are generally confiding to the team leader, the assistant coach on the side also smiled and nodded in cooperation, as if standing with these players.

"Mosley, why don't you?" Mexico's Olympic football team leader looked distressed at the assistant coach who was nodding and smiling.

"Hey, West Road, there's nothing wrong with that. My football strength is already much weaker than that of the Tianchao team. Although such a thing is regrettable, it's nothing to admit." Shrugging his shoulders, Mosley said with great interest: "What's more, this little guy named Wang Xing is really outstanding."

"So, you guys are all going to give up this competition?" Looking at Mosley in front of him with a dissatisfied tone, Xi Telu seemed particularly helpless, especially when he saw this always proud My friend, to admit defeat at such a time is simply more cruel than any blow.

"What are you talking about? It's because he has a lot of talent, but don't forget that a rookie is always a rookie. If you want him to perform well, it's just an idiot's nonsense. Since speed is his advantage, then since we can't limit it, at least we should start with those teammates around him."

Mosley smiled and looked at the helpless West Road in front of him, sat comfortably on the chair, picked up a cup of full-flavored coffee by the way, and said with a quiet smile: "Since his speed is fast enough to target No, it seems that the radiance on his body has covered up the reason why his little teammates are not strong enough."

"What do you mean? Are we going to turn the spearhead of victory on the rest of the Celestial Dynasty team and let the master go?"

Looking suspiciously at Mosley in front of him, after watching Mosley take a sip of coffee leisurely, Sitlo said dissatisfiedly: "Don't buy any pipes, I really want to know if you still have What is the way to restrain the surprisingly fast Wang Xing of the Tianchao team."

"Don't worry, wait until I've finished drinking." Mosley smiled and narrowed his eyes, narrowing into a slender and shiny slit, like an old fox. Looking at the people around him with a subtle tone, he laughed and praised: "This coffee tastes good. Who made today's coffee? I think you can come here to train this skill..."

"It's me, sir..." A young boy with slightly blue eyes said with a blushing face among dozens of players who suddenly stretched out their hands tremblingly.

"Oh, my dear Chit Wesson, if you retire in the future, I think you can open a coffee shop of your own. I believe that with your craftsmanship, you will do well." Mosley Seeing the young man with blue eyes who raised his hand, he joked with a smile.

"Thank you for your compliment, sir, I will work hard."

Being stared at by his teammates for a moment, as a substitute, he was extremely at a loss. He could only lower his head and let out a grateful voice of thanks.

"Okay, don't change the subject for us, you guys like to do these meaningless things when you have nothing to do." Seeing Erlang raised his legs, while looking at Mosley elsewhere, he said seriously: " So now it's time to talk about the business, what do you want to do with that kid from the Celestial Dynasty?"

"The method is very simple..." Mosley's squinted eyes, and the blazing light gushing out from the slit, made the atmosphere from the original farce to extremely serious once again.

"The way to break through is just a word. If you can't beat the big ones, you can always bully the small ones. 1.6" Mosley couldn't help smiling again when he said this.

In fact, his original idea was that he simply wanted to give it a try. If he succeeded, he would be dismissed. If he failed, it would not be a big deal. But now seeing the rising hopes of these players, he chose to continue to expand this lie.

"Is this method too dangerous? Are you so sure that no accidents will happen?" Xi Telu couldn't help thinking calmly here.

"My old buddy, when did you become so weak? If everything needs the so-called chance of winning, is it you who are kicking the ball or the ball is kicking you?"

Facing the words of his friends around him, Xi Telu narrowed his eyes more closely, as if he had encountered a rare prey. .