Football Kung Fu Player

"Wang Xing, tell me where we are going to celebrate tonight. I remember that there is an open-air movie theater here at night. We can go and see it." Chen Luo looked at Wu Xing, who was watching other contestants, and put his hands on the The back of the head, said easily.

"Chen, the game is about to start in half an hour, you'd better go back to your seat and don't disturb Wang here.

Khamis Jielun looked very helpless, watching Chen Luo excitedly towards Wang Xing beside him, talking about things other than the game, and criticized dissatisfiedly.

"Don't worry, with Wang Xing's strength, it's not easy for someone who wants to surpass that Yahr Mayba."

Chen Luo excitedly patted the shoulder of Khamis Jielun next to him, and when he looked at the helpless look of the other party, he touched his nose in embarrassment, and said with a helpless smile: "In this case, I I won’t bother you here anymore, you can play here now, and I’ll come to you again when the two of you are over.”

"That's right," Hamish Jielun nodded with a smile.

"Anyway, it's a game to win, why are you in such a hurry." Chen Luo walked out with a haha ​​while whistling.

"Isn't this the Yahr Mayba that Khamis mentioned to me just now?"

When going out to the competition field for athletes, Chen Luo happened to meet a black high jumper who passed by him. His green sportswear was more conspicuous, but when Chen Luo looked back, the black player was They walked forward without looking back, and there was no intersection between the two.

In fact, Chen Luo didn't worry too much about the black player that Khamis Jielun drew his attention to. After all, with his confidence in Wang Xing, he didn't think that among the current players, there would be Who can truly defeat Wang Xing.

Even if he has never seen Wang Xing participate in a training game, Wang Xing's strength is also surprisingly amazing, even making countless people amazed by it, and such an achievement is also the source of Chen Luo's confidence.

"Just wait, sooner or later, Wang Xing will win all the 23 competitive competition championships." Chen Luo thought about it, shaking his head proudly, and slowly walked towards the auditorium.

"How is it? Are you feeling the pressure?" Hamis Jielun was doing warm-up training beside Wang Xing. When he finished the exercise, he let out a long breath and watched Wang Xing still watching other competitions. When he was a contestant, he asked with a faint smile, "But I believe in you. You can perform normally. With your talent, I'm afraid that the runner-up in the high jump this time will at least have your name written on it."

"Thank you for your good words." Wang Xing responded with a smile.

"This is not flattering you, but what I really think in my heart. After all, your current performance is too amazing. You have broken so many world records, and most of them are yours. Keep it up, you are now the hottest dark horse in this Olympic Games."

Khamis Jielun pouted helplessly, looked at Wang Xing dissatisfiedly, and pointed by the way, other Olympic athletes who were paying attention to Wang Xing from time to time stared at Wang Xing seriously and shook their heads in dissatisfaction Shaking his head, he protested: "What do you want us guys who have been training for a lifetime to do? From now on, as long as there is a game with you, we can only keep eating ashes."

Just when Khamis Jielun was complaining to Wang Xing, the black shadows around him gradually made Hamis Jielun raise his head. When he saw the black player with strong body and dark skin , I couldn't help but asked with some doubts: "Yahel Maiba, what are you doing here?"

"Since when did this place belong to you Caucasians?" Yahel Meba said coldly, turning his head indifferently and glanced at Khamis Jaelon, who was half a head shorter than himself: What's more, I like being here Training, what can you do?"

"You bastard, are you trying to pick on us?"

Looking at Yaher Maiba in front of him coldly and angrily, when the other party's expression of looking down on him was revealed, Khamis Jaelon felt faintly angry, and took a step forward warmly and angrily. Facing Yaher Mayba in front of him, he looked like he wanted to be crossed.

"What do you want to do, don't you know that if you do it here, you will be disqualified?"

It seems that he didn't expect that Hamis Jielun in front of him cherished his dignity so much, and he and Wang Xing had not had time to show Wang Xing this time's dismount, so he was directly accepted by Khamis Jielun. The anger, but to resolve the whole thing.

Such a thing is a bit too embarrassing, at least that's what Yaher Maiba thinks now. When he saw Wang Xing next to Khamis Jielun, he didn't pay him any attention. On the contrary, he , like a hooligan, making meaningless provocations here.

"Damn it!" Yahel Mayba glared fiercely at Khamis Jeron in front of him, and the atmosphere became serious for a while. Until the end, Yahel Mayba didn't want to make things too big. , after all, I am taking banned drugs now, if there is unnecessary trouble here at 750, it will be really too bad.

"You wait for me, the damn white kid!"

He and Khamis Jaylen in front of him stared angrily at him without letting up, until Yaher Maiba looked at the gradually restless athletes and Olympic spectators around him. Incomparably walked to the open area on the other side, doing warm-up exercises.

"This guy, what is he doing today, why did he suddenly do such a thing?"

Knowing that it was Yaher Maiba who left, he was inexplicably resented by the black player. Khamis Jeron was also confused, and he was a little confused about what happened now.

"The frequency of breathing is extremely disordered. He obviously didn't do any strenuous exercise, but his body is already exhausted. It looks like this person, either because he has gone through a strenuous long-distance run, or he has taken some drugs that can stimulate cell activation. .”

It wasn't until seeing Yaher Mayba angrily doing warm-up exercises that Wang Xing glanced at Yaher Mayba slightly, looked at the name, and just did a set of warm-up exercises, A black athlete who has already started to pant. .