Yipin Tang

Chapter 168

Hearing the sound of the gong, the people on the field stopped, and Cheng Chuliang asked Wang Xiang with a surprised face, "Zixin, why did you call to stop?"

Damn, do you still have the nerve to ask me?Wang Xiang only felt his blood surge: "What are you doing?"

"Training." Cheng Chuliang answered naturally.

Now that the players on the field who were called off also surrounded them, they seemed to not understand why they were suddenly called off after playing well.

Wang Xiang continued to ask: "What is the training?"

"Cuju." Cheng Chuliang was inexplicably asked.

"Oh... so it's Cuju." Wang Xiang put on an expression of sudden realization, "What about the Cuju ball?"

Cheng Chuliang was stunned for a moment, looked around and found no ball, turned around and asked the players behind him, "Where is the ball?"

"I didn't notice either, where's the ball?"

"Where's the ball?"

"Where's the ball?"

……

Wang Xiang is really speechless to this group of Cuju hooligans, no wonder he is sent off every year.

"Don't look for it, I put the ball away." Wang Xiang covered his forehead and asked helplessly: "Did you all participate in the Cuju competition like this in previous years?"

Cheng Chuliang finally felt a little embarrassed when he found out that the ball was missing. He scratched his head and said, "Yes, but this year's players are braver than previous years."

For his mother's good intentions to say brave, Wang Xiang really wanted to hit him in the face with the ball.

"It's really brave. Sweeping the legs, throwing over the shoulder, tsk tsk, you are indeed an elite player selected by each battalion." Wang Xiang shook his head and clapped his hands. "I don't know if there is any good method that has not been used."

Cheng Chuliang didn't realize that what Wang Xiang said was ironic, and said triumphantly: "There are still many ways to use, if Zixin didn't suddenly call me to stop..."

Wang Xiang said angrily: "If you are doing cuju like this, I don't think you need to participate in this year's cuju competition, and save yourself the embarrassment of being sent off when you get it."

Seeing them looking at each other, Wang Xiang smiled wryly and shook his head. Fortunately, after calming down, they also realized that they had passed "a little bit". punishment scene...

Cheng Chuliang smiled awkwardly: "This...we have always trained like this, Zixin has seen it before."

"No! If you still want to get rid of the fate of being sent off, you must change it. Cuju relies on cooperation rather than recklessness. Also, the court is not a battlefield. Sweeping legs and shoulder throws are all foul moves! "

Gao Zhenxing asked curiously, "What is a foul?"

"Fouls are... don't you know how you were sent off in previous years?"

Gao Zhenxing looked at Cheng Chuliang, Cheng Chuliang said embarrassedly: "That's Fang Er and the others..."

Wang Xiang interrupted angrily: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, if I were the referee for your Cuju method, I would send you off without hesitation. It's just a bunch of...cough."

Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit weird, Wang Xiang coughed hastily, these guys are not good at messing with each other.

"I just want to ask if you want to win the first place in this year's Cuju Competition?"

After listening to Wang Xiang's questioning, all the players of the Jubo team said in unison: "Of course I want to!"

Cheng Chuliang rolled his eyes, and asked tentatively, "Does Zixin have any good ideas?" He and Wang Xiang are the most familiar, and hearing Wang Xiang's question, he knew that he must have some idea.

Wang Xiang nodded and said: "There is a way, but you have to listen to me."

"Zixin also knows how to play cuju?"

"Brother Wang knows how to play cuju?"

Although Wang Xiang is a role model for the younger generation in Chang'an City, that refers to his knowledge. If it is said that Cuju and these dudes really have never convinced anyone.

Wang Xiang knew what they were thinking just by looking at their expressions, and without saying much, he took out the ball he had hidden earlier and put it in the middle of the field, and waved to the surrounding crowd, and everyone immediately gave way to an open space , they are very curious about Wang Xiang.

After being a fan for many years, Wang Xiang himself still has two skills. Although his skills are only average, it is more than enough compared with Cheng Chuliang and other Cuju hooligans.

First use your feet to get familiar with the feeling of the ball. After all, this ball is still very different from the football of later generations. After getting familiar with it for a while, I finally got used to the feeling of the ball. It’s a pity that Wang Xiang can’t bounce the ball with this elasticity. shook his head.

Just when everyone was baffled by Wang Xiang's dribbling movements, Wang Xiang suddenly exerted force and ran towards one of the goals with the ball.

He didn't run in a straight line, but dashed left and right, and sometimes volleyed the ball into the air, with extremely flexible movements.And the ball seemed to be stuck to his feet, even if it changed direction, it would not fly out. A group of Cuju hooligans were stunned and couldn't help exclaiming, when had they seen such fancy Cuju techniques.

Hearing the exclamation, Wang Xiang felt even more proud, but it's just Xiaolu's skill. If it's a real football brother, he can play more tricks.

Flying all the way with the ball, Wang Xiang felt as if he was back in the future. He played football with his friends on the court. Excited, he dribbled the ball into the air and made a difficult 360-degree turn in the air. The exclamation was even louder. Yes, especially Cheng Chuliang's gong-like voice, which sounds just like those crazy fans in later generations.

The corner of Wang Xiang's mouth curled up, what is pulling the wind?This is what is called pulling the wind!

It was really not easy to perform this movement with his previous physical fitness. After practicing Wu Qinxi with Sun Simiao for a period of time, his physical fitness was obviously much better, and this movement was effortless.

Although the 360-degree turn in the air is essentially useless except for showing off, the shocking effect on these ignorant bumpkins is absolutely extraordinary, just look at their expressions of adoration with their mouths wide open. up.

After showing off his dribbling skills, he was finally not far from the goal. Wang Xiang made a gorgeous side shift to adjust to the best shooting angle, with his eyes fixed and his right leg pulled back high...

The standard roc spreading its wings, uh...it should be the white crane spreading its wings. It is absolutely impossible for him to stretch his right leg so high without the credit of Wu Qinxi.

Cheng Chuliang and others watching from the sidelines couldn't help holding their breath and looking at the incomparable Wang Xiang on the field.

Wang Xiang didn't let them down, as he slammed his right leg down, the ball shot into the goal with great precision like an arrow off the string!

Shocking cheers came from outside the arena!
This is the charm of football!Charm that even rogues will be moved by!

The goal was wider than the open arms of the two, and the shooting location was less than three meters away from the goal, and there was not even a goalkeeper. If Wang Xiang couldn't score, it would be better to hit Wang Xiang to death.

Facing the cheers of the Cuju hooligans, Wang Xiang remained indifferent. At this moment, he was savoring the unprecedented refreshing feeling.Nima, the feeling of kicking on a hard ball stuffed with rice bran is really cool. I don’t know if my toe is broken...

(End of this chapter)