The Midfield Master

Chapter 871: metamorphosis

Huang Yifei locked the trash can next to the old man in front with his right foot. This time Huang Yifei chose the largest trash can, because he had no confidence in his heart at this time. He used a lob shot to send the football into the trash can in such a narrow space. , The challenge is too difficult.

Moreover, Huang Yifei also needs to move forward continuously to counteract the movement of the conveyor belt.

Li Yang noticed the abnormality of Huang Yifei's body. When he followed Huang Yifei to establish the Blue Sky Project, he and Huang Yifei often played together. Generally, Huang Yifei was relaxed and his muscles would not be as tight as other professional players.

This is Huang Yifei's talent. The relaxation of the muscles is for a burst of strength when contracting.

In the arena, Huang Yifei's instant activation often throws off the enemy's defensive players, precisely by virtue of the powerful force and super high reaction ability that his muscles burst out when they are contracted.

Huang Yifei's muscles were not in a relaxed state. Li Yang observed that Huang Yifei's calf muscles were contracting strongly.

"Could it be that this challenge stumped Huang Yifei?"

With a click, the conveyor belt suddenly stopped. Huang Yifei, who was already familiar with the conveying speed of the conveyor belt, was stopped by this sudden, and the whole person lost his balance. The next second Huang Yifei fell to the ground.

This also means that the challenge has failed.

Zhang Linpeng shook his head. It seems that he and Chi Zhonggen are still too nervous, so they overestimated Huang Yifei's identity. Generally speaking, professional football players often change the rhythm when they dribble to confuse their opponents. Sometimes, Because of the change of the opponent's rhythm, he will forcibly break his own rhythm to connect with the opponent's rhythm. Almost all players who can dominate in the Super League have such a small method.

Ji Zhonggen also smiled and said, "It's the first time that you and I have participated in this kind of show. It's reasonable to be a little nervous."

He and Zhang Linpeng, as top players in the Chinese Super League, naturally have the ability to change and break the rhythm of the dribble.

If the two of them are placed on the conveyor belt because the conveyor belt is suddenly stuck, it is certainly impossible to disturb their movements.

The football moves straight forward along the conveyor belt, and the height is also maintained at a limit. The height of the artificial passage is three meters, while the highest point of the parabola formed by the football is three meters. The limit is precisely controlled and the force is too large. The football will definitely hit the ceiling and change direction.

If the force is too small, it will not reach the sky above the trash can.

"Awesome!"

"No. Blackhead brother, I'm timid, don't scare me again and again, I bet my friends that you can defeat Zhang Linpeng and Chi Zhonggen."

"This kick is too subtle."

Huang Yifei fell to the ground, no one was paying attention to Huang Yifei, instead they were all staring at the ball.

"It shouldn't be a big problem. Blackhead's lob will not accidentally enter the two-point trash can."

"Two points?"

"I think Brother Blackhead is aiming for a very trash can."

"A very large trash can is suitable for my black-headed brother, right?"

The corners of Zhang Linpeng’s mouth rose slightly. Although Huang Yifei’s lob shot was really good, it was still a little too late to put the football in the trash can. Because of the loss of the center of gravity, Huang Yifei’s lob shot could enter a trash can. It's already pretty good.

Was an opportunity wasted for nothing?

The second level is different from the first level. Both sides of the game each have four chances to try to send the football into the trash can.

I am not familiar with filling up the trash can with footballs.

The camera was zoomed in once again.

The football was about to fall into a trash can not far away. The football flew past the old man who was resting in a rocking chair. A wooden crutch accurately hit Huang Yifei’s lob. The football was beaten out and landed. Artificial passage on the ground.

"Ok?"

"?"

"Isn't that old man an NPC? Why is it an obstacle?"

"I wonder if Brother Blackhead's lob shot is also a bit powerful. How could he be beaten by an old man?"

The old man slowly sat upright, and giggled at Zhang Linpeng and Huang Yifei. The laughter was very permeating.

"I'm dangling, I don't play anymore, my cabinet has moved."

"Isn't this a reality show? Why is the soundtrack so scary?"

Huang Yifei scratched his head. He had found the route for the ball when he was about to fall. If it weren't blocked by the old man, he would surely be shot into the trash can.

Li Yang helped Huang Yifei up and laughed in his ear: "Huang Yifei, you are not so desperate, are you? You are a La Liga player. After returning to La Liga, do you need to continue to fight? If you are in China, What's wrong, I can’t explain to the Spaniard.”

At present, the Espanyol Club is the largest partner of the Blue Sky Project. Every three years, the Blue Sky Project is given a quota to join their club. Of course, players with special talents can also join the Espanyol Second Team for training. team.

Huang Yifei is now not only a Spaniard player but also a shareholder of the club. If he is injured in the country and will not be able to play in the next La Liga game, Li Yang cannot bear that responsibility.

Huang Yifei patted his right foot and said helplessly: "The body is a bit unaccustomed. Generally, others are used to adapt to my rhythm on the court. This time I was suddenly interrupted by something else and my body couldn't adapt. "

Since Huang Yifei was suspended, he has never met an opponent who can change his rhythm. At his peak, even Ronaldo, Ronaldinho, Kaka, Messi Ronaldo, Klose, a series of football The star can't interfere with Huang Yifei's offensive rhythm.

And Zidane, Ashley Kerr, Butzkotz, Iniesta, the world-class midfielder defender can only bow their heads in the face of Huang Yifei at his peak.

No one has ever dared to try to change the rhythm of movement before Huang Yifei, which also caused a slight deterioration of Huang Yifei's motor nerves.

Zhang Linpeng stood on the conveyor belt instead of Huang Yifei. He showed his sturdy calf. Although many people on the Internet are scolding the national football players for nothing, Zhang Linpeng is a man who has earned the title of Asian Footballer. He will strengthen part of his physical training after each club training.

"Brothers, now my brother will show you what a profession is!"

"Professional? Does Zhang Linpeng also come from a nomadic nation?"

"Nomads? How come Zhang Linpeng wants to come to an ode to joy?"

"Ahahaha! The barrage is so ridiculous to me, Zhang Linpeng must be a black brother under his tutelage."

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