Football Kung Fu Player

"Wang Xing is still active in Paraguay's restricted area. In this case, it seems that he is going to cooperate with Qu Bo and Yan Song of the Tianchao team to organize a new wave of offense!"

The commentator from Tianchao deliberately elongated his voice at this moment, and Yang Yang analyzed loudly. Watching this crushing group match, the football pride he hadn't felt for a long time made him very excited.

Wang Xing has already appeared in the midfielder position of Paraguay. Although they intend to distance themselves from the Paraguayan players, their care of Wang Xing is unexpectedly strict. It is still not relaxing the emphasis on Wang Xing.

Sa Reya is also rushing towards their penalty area at this moment. Because of the tactical habits, most of the Paraguayan players pay special attention to the striker's attack. Instead, they were extended to the midfielder by the "183" of the Tianchao team. Panic.

"You can't be like Greece and Han, if you really get kicked like that by them..."

Running all the way to the rescue of the restricted area of ​​his own stadium, Sa Reya was so anxious that he clenched his hands and secretly made up his mind.

On the other hand, it was the Celestial Dynasty team, Qu Bo and Yan Song rushed to Wang Xing's side quite leisurely, because the ball was still at Wang Xing's feet, the two of them were not worried about any accidents

In fact, their support now is just a show.

The main force of the Tianchao football Olympic team will always be Wang Xing, a few of them, it is enough to slowly serve as a foil.

"Be careful, this time Paraguay used much more people to defend the captain than the previous two.

Glancing at the Paraguayan players who kept gathering towards the lower back, Yan Song carefully reminded the leisurely Qu Bo around him, and said vigilantly.

"What are you afraid of? It's not like you don't know the strength of the captain. You can break through the "Iron Triangle Wall" facing Greece in minutes. Do you have to be afraid of their defense?"

Compared with Yan Song's worries about Wang Xing, Qu Bo has full confidence in Wang Xing. In his heart, it seems that any difficulty, as long as he encounters Wang Xing, it will not be a problem at all.

"That's right, I must have been worrying too much." Yan Songshang laughed.

Looking up at the fiery red figure in the distance, his own speed seems to be out of centrifugal force, and the faint afterimage dragged behind him, just seeing it is enough to feel the speed, how terrifying it would be .

Wang Xing!"

"Wang Xing!"

"Wang Xing!"

Seeing Wang Xing facing the double-teaming of the six Paraguayan defenders, the rest of the Tianchao audience was already extremely excited, raising their arms and shouting excitedly.

"Be sure to hold on tight to me!"

Paraguay's assistant coach watched Wang Xing with some excitement when he was surrounded by six defenders. No matter how fast he was, facing so many defenders, he probably didn't have enough room to play.

"Haha, if we had surrounded him like this from the beginning, it might have been much better.

When the Paraguayan team leader saw this scene, as the siege became smaller and smaller, he couldn't help smiling and said self-deprecatingly.

"Hmph! You idiot! It's useless to say these things now!" After hearing what the team leader said, the Paraguayan assistant coach thought secretly.

He was just thinking about this kind of words, after all, no matter how much he wanted to win the championship, but as an assistant coach, his task was only to provide him with reference opinions, if he really scolded him, I'm afraid he would have to deal with it Things are gone.

"Villette, you are right."

When the Paraguay team leader saw the assistant coach beside him, he hesitated to speak, his face was livid, and he said with a smile.

"Yeah, if we had restrained him early, there shouldn't be so many things to do, leader!"

For the last sentence, Willett still gritted his teeth and said unwillingly.

"Haha, don't be so angry. Winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs. In the next round, the Tianchao team will compete with another team. Their strength is equally strong, but, like us, they are almost unlucky."

Looking at the unwilling Villett with relief, the Paraguayan team leader laughed in a rather comfortable mood.

"Compared to being unlucky, it's better to have a few more unlucky guys with me..." The Paraguayan team leader thought with a smile in his heart.

"Look at how they play after stealing the ball from Wang Xing's feet. As long as there are a few more defenders, his speed will only be limited to the level of ordinary players."

Willett looked at the Paraguayan audience with their heads lowered and sighing in the surrounding auditorium, and said coldly.

"Yo, looking at him, it seems that he is going to charge forward."

The smiling words of the Paraguayan team leader made Willett couldn't help turning his attention to Wang Xing on the court again, but at this moment, Wang Xing's speed increased sharply again.

"What, what!"

Willett's eyes widened in disbelief.

The speed increased in an instant, and Wang Xing's whole body seemed to really turn into lightning. The ball under his feet was skillfully transported to his toes at this moment, and then he gently picked it up, but it was ejected in an instant, flying high Over the heads of several Paraguayan defenders.

At this moment, looking up at the six Paraguayan players with the ball flying over their heads, the thoughts in their minds are how to control the ball to their feet, but Wang Xing, when they were collectively distracted, directly from their encirclement, Like an untouchable gust of wind, the afterimage flashed by and jumped out instantly.

"Wang Xing, Wang Xing chooses!"

Tianchao's football commentator, at this moment, doesn't know how to explain it. At this moment, his brain tissue is no longer able to effectively express the shock in his heart. He can only say Wang Xing's name loudly with great excitement.

boom!

The six defenders of Paraguay who were left to wait and see, Wang Xing had already broken free from the encirclement this time, and when he reappeared, he was already one step closer to the goal.

With one kick, the angle is always on the edge of the goal.

Landing shot!

The ball hits the net again......

The moment of 3:0!

The sound of applause and thunder on the scene resounded like a sea of ​​thunder, with great momentum and deafening shouts, which resounded throughout the entire Olympic venue of Nuoda

"Wang Xing

"Wang Xing!" "Wang Xing!"

"Wang Xing!"