Football Kung Fu Player

Within 10 meters outside the restricted area, Wang Xing stood there.

On the edge of the restricted area, Dewey and Zhang Yaokun stood on the left and right, staring at Wang Xing.

And in front of the goal, the goalkeeper An Qi also lowered her body slightly, and her eyes were fixed on... without the slightest slack.

3 against 1!

A rather difficult test.

What's more, An Qi is one of the best goalkeepers in China today. Two years ago, he even entered the World Cup squad. In the World Cup, strength and talent can be seen.

But now, among the Olympic team, the only ones participating in the World Cup squad are Qu Bo, Dewey and An Qi.

So what Wang Xing was facing was almost already the national team's lineup.

beep!

The referee blew the test whistle, Sun Ji on the sidelines was responsible for passing the ball to Wang Xing, and then Wang Xing was responsible for breaking through and shooting one-on-three.

swish!

Sun Ji kicked the football towards Wang Xing. The arc of the ball was a little too big. The head coach Shen Xiangfu who was watching from the sidelines frowned, obviously already noticed something tricky.

The rest of the Olympic players were all gloating there.

They also saw the direction in which the curveball landed, and it seemed to be a little off.

"Oh, it seems that the passing power is a little bit stronger, and the timing is a little early..."

After the pass, Sun Ji realized that he had made a mistake.

But it doesn't matter, Sun Ji is still a little complacent in his heart, he can hear Wang Xing's words just now... So the young players of the National Olympics are a little bit unconvinced to be honest.

This ball, there is a little deliberate ingredient in it.

"Bastard, that kid did it on purpose!"

Chen Luo also noticed something wrong. The ball, to be honest, landed in a direction that was 4.5 meters away from where Wang Xing was.

The players on the side began to explain: "Football is like this, you can't guarantee that your teammates can accurately kick the ball to your direction!"

The guy had a good point.

The game is ever-changing, so this kind of ball is quite common in the game.

Shen Xiangfu didn't say anything... It's just that the difficulty has increased a bit.

swish!

The silvery-white football flies above the dark green turf, because it does not need to constantly rub against the turf, so its speed is very fast. From the sky, it looks like a silver ray of light, piercing the green earth.

Wang Xing has also been staring at the football, and when the ball was kicked out, he felt something was wrong!

Snapped!

He ignored Dewey and Zhang Yaokun's surprise, and chased after the ball with his whole body.

It's really hard to catch up with such a fast pass, isn't it?

no...not right!

what is this?

"what?"

Xiangfu let out a slight exclamation, and then the number of children's holes increased sharply in an instant.

He saw the speed of the world's number one flying man.

Chen Luo, who was originally complaining, couldn't help but curl his mouth, and looked at the training ground unblinkingly.

On that field, Wang Xing could be said to be flying like lightning!

Wang Xing leaned forward slightly, put his center of gravity on the sole of his left foot bent forward, dragged his right leg behind, bent slightly, lifted his right foot, pointed his toes to the ground, his right arm in front, and his left arm behind him.

chase the ball!

Lingbo microstep!

Wang Xing clasped his fingers on his left foot tightly, grasping the turf tightly, his left thigh muscles tensed up suddenly, and then released the accumulated strength in an instant!

At the same time, he twisted his waist to the right, swung his left arm forward, and swung his right arm behind him, driving his right leg forward, lifting his right foot... a standard sprinting action.

Whoosh!

Wang Xing was shot out in an instant like a bullet!

At this time, the football is almost on the ground.

But the next second.

Shua! Shua! Shua!

Countless people saw an afterimage flashing across the green field.

quick!

Everyone opened their mouths so fast!

Some people rubbed their eyes in disbelief, obviously they couldn't imagine that the world could advance so fast, it was like flying on the lawn!

Qu Bo originally had a calm expression on his face, as if he had eaten a pile of poop.

The speed he is proud of, in front of Wang Xing's sudden sprint, is as mentally handicapped as a kindergarten child.

swish!

After passing the ball, Sun Ji only felt a blur in front of his eyes!

A red figure flashed past!

Grass and dirt then fell on him, even... on his face!

He opened his mouth wide, and stared dumbfounded at the figure that was walking away from him in an instant... The football had already arrived in front of Wang Xing, but when the afterimage rushed away, everyone was surprised to find that the football had already arrived behind him.

Wang Xing was actually faster than the flying speed of the football and arrived at the landing point ahead of schedule.

At this time, the wind blew up, blowing the bangs on his forehead.

But all of them opened their eyes wide in unison, staring at this slightly weird scene in disbelief.

"..." Fuck..."

The Olympic jerseys who were waiting to see Wang Xing's jokes on the sidelines all had the same expression as Sun Ji.

They stared at the inside of the training ground with unbelievable eyes, staring at the red figure!

It was like a red lightning flashed across the sky above the Olympic training base!

"What a strong explosive power, and the speed is amazing!"

Among several coaches, some people also made such exclamations, and then there was no more.

Everyone was suffocated by the speed Wang Xing displayed in an instant.

It seems that there is a strong air pressure blocking their mouths, making them unable to make a sound!

Shen Xiangfu's eyes widened instantly, and his fists were clenched unconsciously.

And Qu Bo next to him was even more sluggish.

"Okay, Wang Xing turns around and catches the ball!"

Chen Luo was cheering on the sidelines of (Li Hao), he was the only one who was normal here......Because, he was used to Wang Xing's unpredictability and surprise, this guy...... I just like being so exciting.

However, Chen Luo was wrong.

The football didn't catch up with Wang Xing's speed. In the eyes of everyone, the football that Wang Xing couldn't catch, now it is actually... It is even behind Wang Xing's landing point.

Wang Xing rushed so fast that the football was about to fall behind him.

It's too late to say it!

swish!

Wang Xing's heel suddenly lifted.

The football that fell behind him, by coincidence, hit his outstretched heel directly.

Snapped--

There was a close contact between the football and the heel. In an instant, the football rebounded and drew a beautiful arc. It fell from the top of Wang Xing's head and fell in front of him... Zhuang...

Heel bounce ball forward!

A world class catcher!.