Football Kung Fu Player

Looking at Moras who came to him angrily, Walas couldn't help opening his arms and swinging them up and down, as if trying to calm Moras down, and then tried his best to explain: "I

I was distracted just now, and I didn't expect this kid from the Celestial Dynasty to grab the ball. "

But I didn't expect that Moras didn't even look at Walas, and jumped directly past Walas. As for the excuse he was racking his brains for, Moras didn't give him a moment. , You can stop and slowly waste your time.

Now, he is about to rush to the rescue...

"Hmph! I told you not to drop~ Take it lightly!"

Moras, who was running, suddenly turned his head and said indifferently.

"but I……………"

Walas couldn't help talking, but Moras didn't pay attention to Walas anymore, leaving only a yellow-green back for Walas, and ran straight away.

"Damn! Damn!!"

Walas was as angry as a hyena that had lost its prey. He stomped on the green ground with his feet angrily, splashing a burst of sand and gravel. His clenched fingers were faintly white, and he roared with anger in his heart. "It's all this damn kid from China! It's all because of him that I'm so ashamed!! It's like a funny clown!"

Shen Xiangfu, on the other hand, showed a helpless look and spread his hands. He could see the contempt and contempt of Valas just now, and I believe that the fans of Tianchao must have seen it too.

I'm afraid they can't wait to go up and beat up this Wallas right now. If things have developed to this extent, then they can't blame themselves for not letting the water go.

It's no wonder they insist on begging for death.

Moras was still running, seeing that Wang Xing was approaching their restricted area faster and faster, but the distance between himself and Wang Xing was still stretching without stopping. It seemed that it was impossible to catch up with Wang Xing. An impossible thing.

He never thought that Wang Xing, who was running with the ball, was actually faster than running with all his strength!

The leader of the Greek team, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, hot sweat on his palms, his heart beating in his throat, secretly blessed him: "Be sure to intercept it for me, if the first goal is missed If they kick in..."

Thinking of this, the leader of the Greek team couldn't help but took a deep breath. At the same time, he looked at Agridis and the others who had stepped forward to block him. His frowning eyebrows couldn't help stretching. He breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, " Finally caught up."

A large part of why the Greek national football team can win the European championship is because of the impenetrable defensive tactics, and the Greek Olympic team, as a substitute, has not learned the essence of it.

However, it is definitely not something that Wang Xing can overcome alone!

Agridis, Sapanis, and Fotakis looked at each other, facing Wang Xing who was about to rush in front of them, without any carelessness, there was a deep fear in the eyes of the three of them .

Under the encirclement tactics of the iron triangle, even the main striker of the Greek national football team has to work hard to make a breakthrough.

Since they are blocking Wang Xing now, for Wang Xing, it is not just an advantage in speed, he can pass through, and it is more of a test of the coping skills of the ten players.

Judging from Wang Xing's experience in the football field just now, this is exactly what he needs to hone most now.

"It's not good."

Shen Xiangfu frowned.

Able to attack and defend, two of them serve as entanglement targets to restrain the player who is holding the ball, and the last one initiates a general attack. As long as Wang Xing leaks a flaw, he will definitely be defeated.

"Look! The Greek team has launched their most familiar iron triangle tactics to limit Wang Xing. Does this mean that Wang Xing alone has given them the oppression equivalent to a four-man striker?" from Tianchao The commentator was talking nervously, and by the way, he did not forget to praise Wang Xing in a different way.

The companions around him also nodded at this moment, and said seriously: "The Greek team is very good at defensive tactics, especially with their solid defensive belief after 1:0. In the European Championship, they had a record of not losing a goal in 358 minutes , and won the final victory.”

"Isn't this just a shrinking turtle?"

After hearing the words of Tianchao's commentary, many Chinese people had one sentence in their hearts one after another.

……ask for flowers……

"Haha, it seems that this time, this young man from the Celestial Dynasty will not have such a good opportunity as Valas was stunned just now. The Greek team has already formed an iron triangle wall. This time, we can already predict the future results .”

The commentator of the Greek team was explaining in a passionate tone, and at the same time patted the microphone near his mouth and said with a smile.

"I didn't expect our football Olympic team to be so serious. It's too serious to use tactics like the Iron Triangle wall for such a rookie who is just fledgling and inexperienced."

Another commentator of the Greek team said regretfully in a joking tone.

"No! What is this young man going to do... My God! Is he crazy?!"

A second ago, he was still calmly explaining the tactics of the Greek Olympic football team, and now he was looking at the red lightning-like figure on the field with a look of horror, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Is he going to rush over? No, his speed is still so fast, it's impossible...he's going to..." The Greek team's commentator was so shocked that he couldn't continue.

Wang Xing was sprinting forward non-stop at this moment. At a distance of more than ten meters from the wall of the iron triangle set up by the Greek Olympic football team, he still did not stop the swing of his thighs, and his powerful calves were dribbling like the wind at this moment.

It is like a white line on the field, galloping past!

But at this moment, at a distance of more than ten meters from the Greek Olympic football team, Wang Xing's right leg seemed to be a beat slower, and then a light black afterimage was swung forward. Like a black heavy hammer, it was thrown forward fiercely.

The ball...at this moment, it actually broke through the heads of the three players of the Greek team, and then, like a parabolic ball, it rushed directly to the goal of the penalty area

bang!

Slightly rubbing against the crossbar of the goal, and then with a "bump", the reflection crashed into the goal and passed by, frantically rubbing against the net made of sun rays...

Curveball... a few shots!.