Walking from the direction of the goal, Ye Huang smiled on his face and looked at the two people who were a little lonely.

"Come on, five more balls, I'll defend, let me see how you guys can carry the ball. ”

"Forget it, today we lost. "At this level, how could Guan Hao not know that the Ye Emperor in front of him is definitely a master, and if he compares it again, he may just bring humiliation on himself.

"How can you admit defeat? If you don't fight to blow the whistle on the football field, you can't lose your fighting spirit, don't you know what to do?" Ye Huang said lightly.

"Okay! As soon as Emperor Ye said this, Guan Hao and Cheng Ze's faces immediately changed from decline.

As Ye Huang said, the football field is a place where miracles happen, you can only create miracles if you don't lose your fighting spirit, there are many examples in history of successful shots in the last second, Guan Hao and Cheng Ze naturally know the way.

"Is that right? But I want you to put aside your competitive heart for a while, only temporarily. "Ye Huang doesn't dare to let them go completely, and if they let go completely, there is no need to play football.

"Both of you are very talented, and although I didn't see this big man in goal, I think he should be good. ”

"I thought you were going to scold me for nothing. Cheng Ze is not a person who can't let go, Ye Huang said this with a wry smile.

"Young people can be arrogant, don't be arrogant, you were too arrogant just now, otherwise I wouldn't have said anything about you. ”

"Next, I hope you can learn something, after all, I also hope that the national football team can enter the World Cup. ”

"What do you mean?" Guan Hao was a little stunned by what Emperor Ye said.

"I'll teach you something you've never been exposed to. Do you want to kick a real leaf ball, a banana ball, a lift ball, a zero-degree shot?"

Ye Huang was like a god stick, and said to Guan Hao and Cheng Ze with a bewitching smile on his face.

"You...... You teach us, are you kidding?!" Cheng Ze didn't believe it the most, and his eyes widened and pointed at himself.

"Dude, I know you're good at goalkeeping, but are you sure you're good at shooting too?"

"Do you want to try?" Ye Huang raised his eyebrows, knowing that the other party was not convinced.

"Try it, try it, anyway, I'm already embarrassed and I'm not afraid to be embarrassed again, five balls, I'll keep the goal. With that, the other party walked to the sideline and took out a pair of gloves for football goalkeepers from one of the girls' school bags.

"You're pretty professional, and you always carry this thing. ”

"That is, we are professional athletes, and we are going to hit the World Cup. Cheng Ze glanced at Emperor Ye and said proudly.

"Hit the World Realm Cup, let's pass my level first. Ye Huang smiled lightly and didn't express too many opinions.

In fact, the physical fitness of domestic players is not bad, but they are too lazy, too stupid, and their consciousness is too poor.

Someone once commented on Huaxia's players:

First, stop the ball, the defender who can hear the ball 100 meters away from his feet and form a shot to force the opposing goalkeeper to make a save is a Chinese player.

Second, passing, the player who can make a short pass within five meters, and the defender striker plays a one-two at a distance of 50 meters is a Chinese player.

Third, penalty kicks, only Chinese players can knock over the corner flag when the penalty is taken at the penalty spot.

Fourth, stealing, the only Chinese players who can steal the ball from the feet of the unrestrained players and take the lead in the penalty area of their own goals.

Fifth, the referee, who dared to spit on the referee and chased other players, only Chinese players.

Sixth, stepping on a bicycle, only Chinese players can break themselves into a broken bone when they pedal half a bicycle.

Seventh, physical fitness, even the referee can't run, it is estimated that there are only Chinese players in this world.

Eighth, in terms of professional ethics, no one dares to treat football as a child's play except for Chinese players.

Although the above eight articles are a bit mean, but after Ye Huang read them again, he felt that they were not unreasonable.

South Korean sticks and little Japan, although their physical fitness is not as good as that of domestic players, they have good brains and good attitudes, and they can enter the World Cup every time.

Look at a group of people in China, sports are about to become the entertainment industry, the side hustle is good, there is no way to play football in business, shoot a goal and kick a ball, the ball is not kicked, and people fall not lightly.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the Chinese league in recent years.

In this case, even if legendary coaches like Ferguson and Mourinho are invited, it is estimated that they will not be saved.

There's no way, your attitude is not correct, your consciousness is not good, and you don't let people say that Guanyin Bodhisattva is not saved.

Naturally, this, Ye Huang did not say to these two people.

Regardless of what happens to them in the future, at least the current momentum is very strong, and from the footwork of the two people just now, it is good.

Although Cheng Ze has some nerves, his shooting footwork is better than some running on the field, which Ye Huang does not deny.

Cheng Ze ran to the goal, put on gloves and looked like a great enemy, and here Ye Huang kicked the ball to the center of the field.

There were still five or six meters away from the penalty kick and fifteen meters away from the goal.

"You...... Are you sure you want to play there?"

Seeing that Ye Huang was so far away, Cheng Ze asked.

'It's not about how far or near you are, it's how you play yourself. ”

"Well, look you're more arrogant than I am. Hearing Emperor Ye's words, Cheng Ze looked depressed.

"Grandma, why don't you stop one this time, otherwise you will lose your hair. ”

Standing at the goal, Cheng Ze's palms were a little sweaty.

The shot was saved, and if you can't catch it, it's a real shame.

"Attention, I'm kicking. ”

After speaking, Ye Huang directly got up with his feet, and the football flew out of the air in an arc, and the whole football flew out of the air without any rotation, and went straight out.

"Deciduous balls!"

I don't know who shouted outside the stadium suddenly, and the football that had already flown outside the goal fell suddenly when it was about to enter the range of Cheng Ze's save, fell directly into the goal, bounced on the ground, and poked inside.

Cheng Ze is stupid, it's not just Cheng Ze or Guan Hao who is stupid.

As long as you know football, no one knows the way, because that is the superb ball skills that only football masters can kick.

The best players in the world were Albertini of AC Milan and Andrea Pirlo of Juventus, and Cristiano Ronaldo of Portugal also has a deep knowledge of the ball.

On the court, these powerful stars always use this earth-shattering footwork to pierce the door wall of the place again and again.

Now, right in front of him, Ye Huang's very easy ball of fallen leaves pierced Cheng Ze's ten fingers.

Guan Hao could see that Ye Huang deliberately kicked the speed very slowly, so that they could see it, otherwise, this ball would be shot into it at a speed many times faster than I don't know how many times faster than I didn't know just now.

At this moment, Guan Hao re-faced what Emperor Ye had just said.