Football Kung Fu Player

【55】Individual Exhibition Competition!【1 More】

"How do you say it?" The girl looked at the man in his thirties who was standing on the guardrail to watch the ball like herself, and said puzzledly: "It's just a very ordinary goal, although Wang Xing's speed is very fast , but it can’t be so flattering.”

Speaking of this, the girl couldn't help puffing out her chest, patted her chest proudly, said her opinion triumphantly, and said: "I think this is entirely due to the arrogance of the national football team. The goalkeeper here specially came to observe Wang Xing's movements, no matter how perfect Wang Xing's movements are, there will always be flaws."

"But on the contrary, the goalkeeper of the national football team didn't pay attention to Wang Xing's attack this time. They seemed to think that they would fail, and they didn't pay too much attention. This was the main reason for their loss."

Speaking of this, the girl shook her head regretfully, as if she felt that all this happened was too ordinary and had no value to be verified.

"Haha, you really are a little girl who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth. If you say this to the outside world, you will be beaten." The man was stunned for a moment, and after the girl finished expressing his remarks, he couldn't help but show a bit of understanding. His smiling face caused the girl's pretty face, which had just become proud, to blush a little.

"I obviously didn't say anything wrong, then, what basis is there to say that this serve is a good shot?" The girl lowered her cap and asked in a low voice with a blushing face.

"This is not just as simple as what you see. There are many more skills than you can imagine. Among them, it already contains a lot of confusing nature, making the other party mistakenly think that you will violate the offside regulation, so relax It was Wang Xing’s guard, which led to the defeat.” Looking at the girl with a smile, the man said again: “Wang Xing’s shot, for a football player, the accuracy of judging the timing is very important. Pretty scary.

"So, where is it reflected?" The girl asked back not to be outdone.

"While avoiding the encirclement of the three players of the national football team, it is very difficult to keep them on a complete parallel line with themselves, not to mention the final serve, which is too unexpected." The man laughed. Said: "However, if you don't have a few years of experience in watching football, it is very difficult to have the opportunity to meet."

"Hmm..." The girl was also choked back by the middle-aged man's words at this moment. Indeed, she seemed to be yawning just now, so she missed the process of Wang Xing's attack, because she (cfce) didn't Knowing the relationship between football, I just thought that Wang Xing simply scored a goal. "

"But what is offside? You've said so much, I seem to understand only a little bit." The girl asked the man a little embarrassed at this time.

"I really don't know how you got the press card you are wearing." The man looked at the girl helplessly, coughed lightly, and said seriously: "The moment the offensive player kicks the ball , the player who receives the ball is closer to the goal than the second-to-last defensive player, and at the same time is closer to the goal than the ball. If there is suspicion of interfering with the game, he will be penalized for offside."

Then, when the girl listened to the man's words completely, she finally understood the offside rule, especially when she knew that all the people in the national football team were restricting Wang Xing, she couldn't help shaking her fist angrily, "That's it!" Isn't it just playing hooligans? It's obviously a group of people's competition, why only target Wang Xing alone."

"So, you still have to take a good look at it." The middle-aged man said this, and his eyes turned to the arena again.

At this time, the national football team had already flown away, and Hao Haidong was in control of the ball. He seemed to be a gust of white wind, and quickly rushed towards the restricted area of ​​the National Olympic Games. Hao Haidong had always had great confidence in his own speed. However, he It was Wang Xing who was facing him at the moment.

During the constant running, Hao Haidong nimbly dodged an Olympic player. However, Hao Haidong was still nervous inside. That red figure, like lightning, was getting closer and closer to him.

pass the ball!

Sensing Wang Xing who was chasing after him, Hao Haidong decisively chose to pass the ball, and raised his right foot. Hao Haidong didn't even dare to give Wang Xing a chance to get close to him. Came in front of Li Tie.

"good chance!"

Ali Han is already waving his arms and shouting loudly, because no matter how fast Wang Xing is, the ball is now at Li Tie's feet, and Li Tie's people are already not far from the goal of the National Olympics. If it was a shot, then Wang Xing would never have a chance to snatch it back.

boom!

As if to prove Ali Han's conjecture, Li Tie kicked Wang Xing with all his might when he was close to behind him.

not good!

Li Tie frowned, he felt that his kick was hasty, and he was afraid that this kick would be blocked.

Sure enough, the goalkeeper of the Olympic team jumped down, slapped hard with his right hand, and blocked the strong shot that was going to hit the goal. With a plop, the goalkeeper of the Olympic team fell to the ground.

"Good job!"

Shen Xiangfu clenched his fists subconsciously, but at this time, Shao Jiayi's reaction speed was still fast. The moment the ball bounced back, he quickly jumped up, his chest resisted the bounced football, and then kicked again. fell on the football.

Make up!

With a snort, the football went straight to the goal.

At that moment, the goal was wide open and no one could stop it!

Shen Xiangfu suddenly felt his heart in his throat, could it be that Shao Jiayi's kick could really go in?

At the moment when the football was shot, Li Tie's eyelids couldn't help twitching, and he saw a red afterimage leaping towards him. It turned out that at the moment when the football was shot, he blocked the incoming football with his chest.

"how is this possible?"

Li Tie was dumbfounded, how did Wang Xing come to him in such a short time? Not long ago, he was still beside Hao Haidong, how did he come to the goal in such a short time.

Isn't this speed too scary?

"Ok?"

Alihan clenched his fist with his right hand, but he froze while hanging in the air, unable to fall no matter what.

Wang Xing, Wang Xing again?!

I saw that red gust of wind quickly kicked the football to Qu Bo, and he himself used the speed of lightning to reach the national football penalty area.

The scene fell into a climax, and countless people were shouting a name at this moment...

"Wang Xing!".