Football Kung Fu Player

"Intercept!"

When Sa Reya watched Wang Xing step into the midfielder of the court, he shouted vigorously.

The Paraguayan players around him also rushed towards Wang Xing in an orderly manner. Facing Wang Xing alone, his speed was as fast as lightning. Anyone who wanted to block him would be foolish talk.

The few Paraguayan players at the front of the back waist were extremely nervous, and at the same time their eyes were closely following the red afterimage that plundered like a gust of wind.

Just about to take a step, when you're about to make an interception...

swish!

The red afterimage passing by, the sound of the wind whistling passed by the ear, and it was too late to see the position of the ball under Wang Xing's feet. The three Paraguayan players facing Wang Xing just looked at each other for a moment, from When they rushed out from a blind spot and flung away instantly, when they looked back in amazement, they couldn't help but stir up waves in their hearts.

"So fast!"

In the hearts of several people, at the same time, the same thought emerged at the same time.

Facing Wang Xing's unrivaled speed, their pride as a strong football team once again felt so powerless.

As if in any case, out of reach

"Hurry up and outflank his left and right sides!"

When Sa Reya saw Wang Xing passing the three Paraguayan players in front of him, he couldn't help but ordered in an anxious tone.

bang bang bang!

After hearing Sa Reya's order, most of the Paraguayan players rushed forward.

And this scene.

It also made the heartstrings of almost all the audience twitch. They didn't dare to breathe loudly. They could only look forward to this "unfair" competition, and who would win it? .

"Absolutely, absolutely not, let this boy from the Celestial Dynasty use a dragon to pass our entire Paraguayan team!"

Willett clenched his palms tightly, his pinched white nails seemed to be dripping blood, staring at Wang Xing in front of him as he kept passing one Paraguay player after another, he roared unwillingly.

Once Wang Xing really scored the goal in a one-stop manner, then the following result is absolutely unacceptable to him. Such humiliation will definitely make him suffer countless ridicules from his peers in his future life.

At the beginning, he said firmly that the Paraguay football Olympic team this year would definitely win the gold medal. Thinking about his haughty and proud look at that time, "Williet felt a little bit in his heart.

Such a shameful thing, as proud as he is, absolutely does not want to bear it.

"Give me a good way to intercept him!" Willett roared like an angry lion in his heart, and said angrily: "Could it be that the formal tactics can't restrict him, you won't use your brains, and let him eat something against the rules." Bitter?!"

Now, there is no need to abide by any rules. As long as Wang Xing loses his current speed, even if he is three goals behind, with their Paraguayan strength, they can definitely beat the Chinese Olympic football team with ease.

"Work hard! Be sure to work hard for me!!"

With a blood-red brilliance in his eyes, Willett's entire body tensed up firmly. Facing Wang Xing's one-stop scoring method this time, he couldn't accept it no matter what.

"Wang Xing crossed the Paraguayan player again. This is a main striker who has scored many goals for Paraguay, but he still can't limit the speed of Wang Xing.

Tianchao's commentator was also excited at this moment, loudly explaining Wang Xing's current situation and the detailed information of his opponents, pushing back and boosting, so as to make Wang Xing's current position continue to impact upwards.

"Oh my god! Player Wang Xing has come to a position infinitely close to the penalty area, is he going to choose to shoot here?!"

Tianchao's commentator then shouted excitedly: "No! Player Wang Xing was just fake attacking. He didn't choose to shoot from the left field guarded by the Paraguayan goalkeeper!"

Although it can be seen in the eyes of outsiders that Wang Xing has no desire to attack, in the eyes of the Paraguayan players, they all subconsciously think that Wang Xing is going to attack this time. Thinking of this, there are only a few of them left , all desperately ran to the left field, trying to intercept.

"Something is not good!"

Sa Reya originally wanted to run directly to the left field to restrict Wang Xing, but in an instant, his pupils shrank slightly, and when he saw Wang Xing's kick that was ready to kick, he actually retracted from the air.

Instead, he lightly sideways with his ankle, and then kicked it out with all his strength!

boom!

The ball flew high over the heads of the few remaining Paraguayan players. When the excitement on their faces gradually faded away, the thought that they could stop Wang Xing was also shattered, replaced by an indescribable Panic and terror.

If the few of them jumped now, they would definitely be able to block this long shot with their heads, but in this case, they would undoubtedly become a springboard in another sense.

Because in the next moment, Wang Xing had already appeared in front of them, and at the same time as he passed quickly, his figure flickered slightly, but he disappeared from their eyes again.

When the bright red figure was gone, the cold gust of wind hit their faces like a knife.

Apart from the Paraguayan goalkeeper, among the Paraguayan players, there was only Sa Reya, who was just a step slower, and his heart was beating wildly. Facing Wang Xing who was sprinting over with the ball at this moment, he was doing unnecessary death struggles.

swish!

While the fleeting figure flashed in Sa Reya's eyes, the next moment, Wang Xing's speed seemed to break through the limit, as perplexed as always, so that they didn't even have the slightest thought to contend with it.

With a high right foot, Wang Xing (Li Qianhao) kicked the ball again...

boom!

The unstoppable angle has already made it extremely difficult to face Wang Xing, especially when Wang Xing broke through the entire Paraguayan team in a one-stop manner. At this moment, the goalkeeper has no fighting spirit. .

When trying to rely on luck to find a direction that can block Wang Xing's shot, he throws it in the opposite direction of the football again.

Looking back, the ball is silently rubbing against the net.

4:0!

Happy Big Four!

« Wang Xing!" "Wang Xing!"

"Wang Xingfang!"

What made this score even more intense was that countless Olympic spectators stood up together at this moment, and shouted like selflessness. At this moment, everyone realized it.

Wang Xing, in the true sense, played against a team by one person.