The 130 national team is showing its edge!

Despite the swearing, Pique still held Villa tightly. The coach said that the final shot should be done by the striker, and no matter what role Andres plays, he just needs not to give Villa a chance.

But fellow Barcelona teammates, whether it's Villa or Andres Iniesta, Pique knows how difficult these two are to deal with.

Really! Why let him face these two tricky guys at the same time, they were all harmed by that useless big idiot!

Ramos, who was scolded, scratched his head aggrievedly, and Muris looked at the big stupid guy and thought that Sergio was indeed stupid.

Although the coach said that it is better for the three defenders not to appear in the same half, he did not say that they should not return to the defense.

Behind him, Capdevilla had already run back, but it was too late, Xiaobai and Villa cleverly switched positions in the penalty area, shook off Pique, and Villa faced the goalkeeper alone.

Casillas was on the lookout and made numerous saves during his career. Even if the situation is not optimistic, he will hold on to the goal behind him.

Villa lifted his foot, first sold a feint, touched the ball with his toes, but it was not a shot, but quickly knocked the ball to the other foot, pushed it with his left foot, and rolled the ball to the bottom left corner of the goal.

The experienced Casillas reacted quickly, his whole body flying sideways to the left side of the goal, his hand already touching the ball, but it was still a little bit close, and the ball slipped through his fingertips and into the net.

"Oh yes! - "Xiaobai and Villa high-five, this ball is so beautiful!"

Bosque also applauded several of the demonstrators on the sidelines, both on the defensive and offensive sidelines. This demonstration undoubtedly allowed the team members to see a wonderful performance.

And some of the young players at the bottom are also full of pride and want to show their hands early.

Soon, Bosque announced the first group of candidates to go to the drill today. Chena Muris is in the second group, he was selected as the attacking passing midfielder, and the striker who was paired with him on the attacking side was David Silva; The three players on the defensive side, Sergio Ramos, Gerard Pique and Albiol.

With only six defenders in the squad at the moment, they may have a heavier task and can only get one set of breaks in between, so they have to rotate into the game.

David Silva and Muris high-fived each other, and the two discussed their own attacking tactics. Because David Silva is a versatile player up front, he can do more than he can do as long as he gets close to the opposition box. But unfortunately, their goalkeeper in this round is still San Cassie. Silva admits that captain Cassie always puts a lot of pressure on his shots in team training and is very good at saving his balls.

Muris has a suggestion to use him as bait when shooting on goal, and it will be up to Silva to finish the final shot.

Silva felt it was a bold idea, and the shot came second, starting with whether Chena Mouris, a newcomer to the national team, could break through the opposition defender's two defenders. It would be nice if he could complete the early tasks, and there is still room to support him?

David Silva, who spent last season at Manchester City in the Premier League, doesn't know much about this gorgeous player with God's goals and God's eyes. But he's seen his memes, he's seen his goals on some sports platforms, and knows he's very qualified, a fast-rising midfield brain.

But as soon as he entered the national team, he was able to do this, and he could still show such confidence and calmness in the face of Spain's football bigwigs, which made Silva feel a little incredible.

The most important thing is that in Murice's mind, it seems that he will be cut off halfway.

Of course, he'd heard from the team that Captain Cassie saved all the strikers' shots here, and there was only one goal he hadn't.

That's Chena Muris.

"Ah, little Murice, what are you doing-" Ramos's long-haired head was pushed out by Murice, and I don't know when, the water master sneaked behind them to eavesdrop on their tactics. Muurice didn't even look back before he realized his presence, and his hand was like a puppy scratching Ramos, who kept arching towards him, out of a certain distance.

"That big idiot! Die in disgrace! "Every day Pique sees Ramos, he spits on a lot of noise.

The defense is not good, and you can't even eavesdrop on anything, so what's the use of asking for that big idiot?

Hey, hey, little skin, that's not the point, it turns out that you are also in favor of water eavesdropping.

Silva and Murice have reached a consensus and are in place.

But to Silva's surprise, in the face of Muris's dribbling passes, the defenders actually sent three people together, all gathered around Muris.

The soldiers pressed the realm and poured out of the nest, leaving no room for anything.

"Igor, David will be handed over to you! Hold him off, and victory will be ours! Ramos raised his fist to Cassie in the other half.

Cassie bumped into his gloves and answered.

Even the captain has no opinion?!

David Silva is really a little confused at this time, it seems that this name Muris is really not simple, Pique, Albiol and Ramos are all Malaga's opponents in La Liga. They have played each other on the pitch more than once, and since they have all made that decision at the same time, it means that Muris is really difficult to deal with.

Not just David Silva, even Bosque was a little stunned. The rest of the Spanish national team's teammates bumped into Little White Iniesta.

"Andres, isn't this three-man bag a little unscrupulous?" It's too much to bully too little!

In fact, what they want to ask is that the one named Muris is really so tricky?

'Murice and I and Xavi are different midfielders and only in this way can we stop him.'

"What does that mean?"

"His one-man breakthrough ability can be said to be the top in the midfield level, and there is no defender in La Liga who can stop his attack, and it is common for two to defend and three to pack. It's just that his long pass of the locator, if it really goes out, Igor will be tricky. However, as long as they can save Lva for that one-on-one shot, then the defender wins. ”

Although the three defenders all look a bit like simple-minded and well-developed limbs, especially Real Madrid's fried vice-captain and their Barcelona's Steven Gerrard, who seem to be full of fire, they are actually very smart on the pitch, very good at playing and defending.

Maybe it's because he plays against Murice a lot and knows how much of a headache his passing and dribbling can be. It also gave them a hunch that the real winner of this game was how far they could defend Murice, even if they let him break through and let him send a pass, they must not let him go to the front court to support David.

When the defenders were discussing tactics, Cassie gave them a clear task not to let Muris go through the midfield, which would be very tricky. Although the final shot was completed by David, he was sure to interfere with him and do everything he could to help Silva get the ball into his goal.

Three top defenders defend Murice, if he can break the ball, it is naturally good, if he can't break the ball, let him come to David to fight the loser. Then their side has at least a sixty percent chance, and Cassie is still confident in saving David's ball.

"Did you feel the atmosphere on the court suddenly become tense?"

"Well, I feel like I'm out of breath."

"The aura of those people suddenly became so strong."

"Ahh

"Gerrard, too, I think he's about to eat Murice."

"Muris is in trouble, three hungry wolves are eyeing him together."

"But even Andres doesn't have that kind of treatment."

"Andres is different from him, one is on the team's side, the other prefers to play alone."

'Not really, Mouris also plays a vital role in the team and he is a well-deserved ace and heart of Malaga. Xiaobai did not allow this kind of unfavorable remarks to spread in the national team, but told the real situation.

"Then Andres, do you think they can stop Muris?"

"It's hard to say, I can only say that no matter what the situation is, it will be difficult to tell the winner for a while." Maybe this is not just a competition of skills, but also a duel of wisdom.

Everyone didn't squeak and turned their heads to look at the pitch, because the game had already started.

And Bosque, listening to the words of the players behind him and looking at the front, is also looking forward to the performance of Chena Murice.

How will the midfielder, who has been praised by countless old friends and fans, perform in the national team, and can he live up to the expectations of Matador fans? Bosque was curious.

Muurice touched the ball with his right foot and slowly brought it forward, and the defenders were really tight, and after he touched the ball a few times, they immediately surrounded him.

People who watch it only feel that it is a mess, such a situation is too exaggerated, and Muris just can't move at all!

And the feet of the three people are also constantly stabbing the ball, getting their feet, blocking every back road of Muris, even if it is a dance on the tip of a knife, it can't be performed in such a small territory.

Muurice was indeed a little stretched, and he was already taking several kicks while protecting the ball. These are all passing by, but they make people feel very troublesome.

"Little Murice, it's better to hand over the ball early so you can suffer a little less!" Ramos was very proud, little Muurice was finally blocked by him, and now he finally knows how powerful his big brother is. "One-on-three, even if you lose to us, you are still very honorable."

"Stupid, talk nonsense with him, grab the ball, kick it out of bounds, and the game is over."

"It's over!" Albiol suddenly roared, and when Ramos and Pique were on the left and right feet of Muris on one side, the ball he passed to the middle was caught by him, and he flew up and kicked out.

With Albiol yelling, Ramos and Pique were stunned, but where there was the ball, the ball was clearly at the feet of Murice.

"Don't be careless! That's supposed to be the devil's pace, all you see is a shadow of the ball! ”

Because the ball is moving so fast, it takes a certain amount of time for what they see to reach the retina, and by the time they react, the ball has already moved to the next location, and the direction of their foot is just a phantom that remains in their consciousness.

The ball speed was not so fast, but Muurice was particularly good at switching between fast and slow, and his every foot, including the direction of the ankle twist, could bring others a visual time difference, which allowed him to protect the ball in thrilling situations all the time.

"Awesome! This ability to protect the ball is perfect! "In between, Muris has been fighting them for many rounds. With three top defenders out at the same time, he was able to keep the ball from taking it away.

'There's a video of Muris protecting the ball, a lot of players are watching, and a lot of the moves on it still don't make it easy to understand how he did it. Javi Martinez is also not shy with praise.

In fact, when it was rumored that the Matadors had another great midfielder, he knew about the player. I also watched his videos, and from then on it became clear that Muris had a good chance of being a fierce rival for his national team.

"That's the pace of the devil who fans called one of last season's top 10 stunts?" The veteran Capdevilla was also thinking about the tricky ball protector and how he would defend against it.

"It should be, but that skill wasn't mature against Barcelona, and I defended with Xavi and I felt a headache."

Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders, thinking of the experience of that game, they sighed that the afterlife was terrifying, but they also had to keep speeding up.

That's the way it is in professional football, no matter how many opponents you have, the key is that you can't lose your fighting spirit and work hard at all times.

Bosque was excited, looking at the four players on the court who had been fighting in place for almost a minute and a half, and only felt that the little player named Chena Muris was a genius!

Without seeing the art on his toes, it is impossible to imagine how delicate and creative those movements were.

Ramos and Pique's eyes were glazed, the shadows of countless balls were flying in front of them, and the accuracy of their feet was declining again and again.

"Little Murice, hurry up and hand over the ball, or you might get hurt-" What if you kick him in the foot.

"Okay—" Muris saw it was almost time to send the ball out between Pique and Ramos.

“…… Pass the ball, chase it! The three defenders turned around to chase the ball, but they were dazzled by Murice's dribbling and countless flying shadows. And their movements have developed inertia under the deliberate guidance of Muris, and later Muris has been repeating a few monotonous movements of switching between the left and right feet, but the movements are always one step ahead of them, leading them by the nose.

By the time they could react, a figure had already rushed forward quickly, taking the ball before them.

Then there was the speed, like an arrow off the string, and after the silence of the previous minute and a half, Muris was like a rabbit, but in the blink of an eye, he had already crossed the middle line.

The impact and the speed that seems to disappear on the field in an instant make the elites of this group of national teams can't help but smack their tongues.

"He's so fast!"

"I'm getting goosebumps!"

"At such a speed, I must not be able to catch up."

And that's exactly what happened, Pique and Albiol went on a rampage. Ramos jumped in chagrin as he strode after him, and screamed, "Little Muris wait for me—"

Muurice didn't stop, and David Silva watched in surprise as Muris broke through the three's defense with such momentum that he went straight to his half. When jumping past him, Muurice did not stop, but rushed straight to the gate guarded by Casillas with the ball.

"Is he going to shoot himself!"

"He can't get carried away!"

"But it's a good opportunity—"

"David was forgotten by him!"

"This kid is too handsome!"

"Damn, another nasty boy!"

Casillas' subconscious as a goalkeeper makes him wary of anyone who violates his goal. Almost as soon as Murice stepped into his defensive field, he was on full alert, like a lion ready to shoot at the ball at his feet.

Murice was still rushing forward, and just when no one else knew if he was going to shoot himself, Murice suddenly made a diagonal pass with his heel, and the ball was sent precisely to David Silva on the other side.

"It's passed!"

"A pass was made at this time!"

"This ball is so accurate!"

"He didn't even look back, did he?"

"David was half a beat slower to react to this pass!"

"Heel, heel, heel!"

Xiaobai stroked his forehead and smiled, no wonder many fans said that Muris's stunt is like not wanting money, and he explodes every minute, and he is not stingy at all.

But his pursuit of victory is still so persistent.

David Silva is a fantastic striker who doesn't miss the ball at his feet from his team-mates and never misses a great chance to shoot.

Cassie has already leaned to the left because of Murice's fake movements. The hole opened on the right and David Silva made a quick decision to deliver a shot into the top right corner of the goal.

Cassie deserves to be St. Cassie, even at this moment when the center of gravity has not had time to change, he still stabilizes his body in the fastest time. And without too many pauses and adjustments, his legs were accumulated, and he jumped suddenly, raised his hands high, and blocked the path of the ball on the right.

"Captain Cassie!"

"What a beautiful save on this one!"

"The game was won by the defenders."

"David had a good shot, but Captain Cassie knew his shot well."

Seeing Captain Cassie save the ball, Pique, who was already behind David Silva, jumped for joy.

Glancing at Muris defiantly, even if you pass us, you are still losers!

"No, defend quickly! This ball isn't over yet—"

Ramos' eyes widened suddenly, because just when they thought Igor had saved the stunner, Muurice suddenly appeared at the spot where the ball landed.

Because the shot came so quickly and fiercely, Cassie couldn't confiscate the ball, he had to save it.

And David Silva, who was a little frustrated because the ball was blocked a moment ago, immediately ran on the field when he saw this.

Pique's reaction was not as quick as his, and when he ran out, he realized that just the moment Silva started running, Muurice had adjusted the angle of the pass and sent the ball in front of him as Silva slowed down.

This pass, even calculated the pace of each step of Silva and his usual foot, and as soon as Silva stopped, he only used to raise his foot to shoot.

It's very smooth, and although it's the first time they've worked together, Muris already knows him well.

Casillas, who saved the previous shot with a high difficulty level, was unable to recover in the face of a shot from the opposite corner of the straight hole.

"Entered!" David Silva clenched his fist and roared on the pitch.

Muurice stood still and high-fived Silva as he raced as he raced.

Bosque stood on the sidelines, looking at Chena Muris with satisfaction, who was still calm after a goal, and gave him a round of applause.

It was a great training session because he had already received the best gift he had.

In the national team, Mouris became famous, and those players in other leagues who don't pay much attention to La Liga know that the national team has a ruthless role this year.

David Silva, in particular, now knows that Murice's confidence comes from his toughness.

The cooperation with him also made Silva feel very enjoyable.

During the meal, Ramos looked listlessly at the contents of the plate and sighed.

Because Ramos is constantly defending and defending today, and he has been constantly being beaten, not only tired to death, but also very congested.

Especially there is a Barcelona Pique, who has to complain about him every time he plays, which makes Shui Ye begin to wonder if he is really stupid.

"Little Murice, I'm starting to doubt myself."

“…… Well. "Murice wants to say that this is really rare, and the self-confident Real Madrid vice-captain also has times when he doubts himself.

"I've been five times today...... Five times ......" Ramos wrenched his fingers, thinking that the number was really a nightmare.

It's just a training match, and every time you face only one attacking player, it's really scary.

"If I'm not mistaken, Pique was passed six times."

"Really...... Are you sure? Ramos was so excited that he found himself trembling with excitement.

"Hmm."

"Clams, clams! That big idiot, obviously more than I have been beaten before, is still embarrassed to say me? Clams clams! Little Muris, thank you so much, your words make me feel so much better, I'm going to move, I'm hungry, eh? ——”

Ramos looked down and realized that the contents of his plate were unfamiliar.

Did he choose these dishes today?

It turned out that just as Ramos was excited that he was performing a little better than Pique, Muurice moved the dishes he didn't like to eat but accidentally hit to Ramos's plate, and transported the food he liked from Ramos's plate to himself.

Ramos watched it for a long time, and he didn't know how much his lunch had changed.

"Forget it, no matter, just eat like this, I can eat anything anyway."

Shui Ye feasted and ate very kawaii, and Muris looked at Ramos, who was so unpicky, and suddenly felt that it would be good to have lunch with Sergio in the future.

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