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Chapter 644 Grasping the Ball with One Hand (9 More)
The football promotional activity that no one paid attention to at first became popular in an instant.

On the Internet, the news spread quickly.

The news that Xia Xing was going to challenge the top five national players of the Huaxia football team soon appeared on the major networks.

At this time, the live broadcast team that originally broadcast the football publicity conference also simply set up a webcast to directly broadcast the contest live.

After all, several members of the national football team are football stars, and Xia Xing's reputation is not weak. This live broadcast is absolutely popular.

Sure enough, Xia Xing's fans and some fans who heard the news quickly gathered in front of the TV.

Everyone wanted to see how Xia Xing was going to single out the five national football players.

Many people scoffed at Xia Xing's behavior.

Some people even said that this was just Xia Xing's hype.

After all, the opposite side is a majestic national football team. Although it is not good to play against foreign teams, isn't it just for fun to play against Xia Xing?

"Xia Xing is crazy, dare to challenge the national football team."

"That's right, no matter how bad the national football team is, it won't mean that five players can't beat one player."

"This time, Xia Xing is going to be planted."

"But it's not a shame to lose to the national football team. After all, a group of people kicked one!"

Soon the number of people in the live broadcast room skyrocketed, ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand, and in a short while, more than one hundred thousand fans gathered in the live broadcast room.

On the football field, the five national football players and Xia Xing all put on football equipment.

At this moment, Zhang Lin snorted coldly: "Mr. Xia, it's too bullying for five of us to kick you, why don't you find some helpers."

Xia Xing smiled faintly: "Helper, no need, I'm enough to deal with you all by myself."

A look of coldness flashed across Zhang Lin's face: "This is what you want to compare yourself with us. I hope you won't be kicked and cry later."

After hearing this, Xia Xing raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Did you cry? The one who was kicked and cried should not be me, but you."

Hearing Xia Xing's words, Zhang Lin's face became more and more ugly.

He turned around and came to a few teammates.

The other four are also the main force of the national football team.

One of them is a goalkeeper, and the other three are defenders, midfielders and forwards, and Zhang Lin himself is also a forward.

"How do we play Zhang Lin?" one of the teammates asked.

A coldness flashed in Zhang Lin's eyes: "Just pass the ball to me, I want him to know about our national football team."

Several people nodded and looked at Xia Xing with a sneer.

In their eyes, Xia Xing was just a joke.

One person kicked five of them, not to mention Xia Xing, even Barcelona's Messi couldn't play five of them!

They played five-a-side football on a small pitch.

At the start of the game, Xia Xing stood directly in front of the goal.

Seeing Xia Xing's posture, he seemed to be guarding the gate.

The referee, seeing the situation of both sides is also very embarrassing.

This is the first time he has seen this kind of game.

Five players kick one, and the team with five players is still the national football team, which is too bullying.

With a whistle, the game started.

In the live broadcast room, everyone has already launched a barrage.

"It's finally started. Let's talk about the score this time."

"I guess twenty to zero."

"Haha, I heard that Xia Xing and some members of the national football team have scolded each other online for several days. Now I am more worried that Xia Xing will be kicked out."

"Probably not, Xia Xing is very powerful in Martial Arts."

"Budo is martial arts, is it the same as playing football?"

Xia Xing stood on the door line and looked at everyone calmly.

The reason why he dared to challenge a few people was because he had just won the football master skill yesterday when he drew the lottery.

He has the skills of a football master, but he is at the level of a superstar, and these few national football players are only at the third-rate level in the world, how could Xia Xing pay attention to him.

At this time, five national football players had already dribbled the ball to Xia Xing's goal.

They were too confident. Although the goalkeeper stood at the end, half time passed.

For them, this is an excellent opportunity to take revenge on Xia Xing.

But when they saw Xia Xing's expression, they almost lost their temper.

Xia Xing's face seemed to be full of confidence.

Zhang Lin took the ball and stopped three meters away from Xia Xing.

"Boy, let you know that the national football team is great."

After the words fell, Zhang Lin raised his feet high, but his goal was not to shoot, but to run directly towards Xia Xing's body.

What the hell!

Many people saw Zhang Lin's intentions.

This guy didn't intend to kick the ball into the goal at all, but to bombard people with the ball.

"Too despicable."

"This guy is so bad."

You know, Xia Xing is only three meters away from them.

If the ball hits him at such a short distance, he will probably be knocked out directly.

Everyone gasped when they saw this scene.

None of them thought that Zhang Lin would be so ruthless.

boom!
With a bang, the ball shot towards Xia Xing like a cannonball.

"Get out of the way."

In front of the screen, all Xia Xing fans were secretly praying.

But what was incomprehensible was that Xia Xing just stood where he was, and didn't even intend to escape.

"Did Xia Xing get scared?"

Seeing that the ball was about to hit Xia Xing in front of him, Xia Xing finally raised his hand.

Bang!
It was unbelievable that Xia Xing reached out and grabbed the ball in his hand.

"what?"

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

I wipe, how could he catch the ball with one hand at such a fast speed.

This is too arrogant.

Not only the audience, even Zhang Lin was stunned.

He used all his strength with this kick, and when it hit someone, it was almost as lethal as a stone.

However, Xia Xing caught him with one hand.

The live broadcast platform was suddenly quiet, and many people even forgot to post the barrage and stared blankly at the scene.

At this moment, Xia Xing said with a sneer across the corner of his mouth, "One to zero."

After the words fell, Xia Xing kicked the ball out of his hand.

I saw that the ball flew over the heads of Zhang Lin and the others, and flew directly to the net without any mistakes.

The goalkeeper Zeng Bin's expression changed, and he hurried to the goal.

Still slow.

I saw that the ball passed over his head and went straight into the net, one to zero.

That's it.

Everyone has a feeling of sluggishness.

In their eyes, this was a crushing performance, but Xia Xing scored first.

"Damn it, God Xia is ahead."

"Xia Shen is amazing, this footwork is amazing."

"It's so accurate, it's almost a dead end!"

"Guo Zhu, look at our God Xia's footwork, are you convinced?"

The whole platform was a sensation.

Zhang Lin's face was even more ashen. Nima kicked one of the five national football teams and let him score first. This is a big embarrassment.

The game started again. This time, Zhang Lin didn't dare to be careless anymore. He took the ball and rushed directly towards Xia Xing. This time he aimed at a dead corner.

Lift your foot, shoot, this time you have to tie the score no matter what.

(End of this chapter)