Class 11 scored, so class 11 served, Liu Zhichao directly passed the ball to Li Yong, and Li Yong rushed with the ball.

Not to mention, Li Yong's figure looks very much like Ronaldo in a football star, if you cut your hair, it will be even more like, his speed is fast, his technique is accurate, especially predictable. Just now, if he hadn't predicted Song Qiang's volley, maybe he would have volleyed with his feet.

And the final result was naturally that Song Qiang kicked the ball out, but he predicted Song Qiang's foothold, gently kicked the ball with his foot, let the ball move forward slowly, and made Song Qiang, who pounced in front of him, vomit blood in anger.

This time it was Lee Kuan Yew vs. Sun Chengpeng, Qiao Yonglei vs. Song Qiang, Qiao Yifei vs. Qiu Bin, Liu Zhichao vs. Jiang Guogang, Li Yong dribbled the ball all the way, and the entire 11 Bancheng advanced the situation. As for Ye Bihuang, he was ignored by everyone in classes 11 and 12, yes, ignored.

Sun Chengpeng may be impatient with the current backward situation, and he was about to go to the football at Li Yong's feet by mistake, but was shaken by a feint by the opponent, and at the same time passed the ball to Lee Kuan Yew.

As if all the people in Class 11 had received a new number, Lee Kuan Yew rushed with the ball, while the remaining few abandoned their opponents and followed all the way!

Lee Kuan Yew roared in a low voice, the speed was fast, and the movements under his feet were violent, although Jiang Guogang caught up with Lee Kuan Yew, he could also poke his feet to hook the ball, but he didn't dare, Lee Kuan Yew was also a famous violent element in the school, and the fierce man who had fought against the handle, now such a fierce momentum It is estimated that there are few people in the school who dare to grab the ball head-on.

Just as he hesitated, all the players in the field were closing in on the goal of the 12th class.

"Don't!" Song Qiang called weakly.

Just when all the Class 12 students were feeling desperate, a black shadow flashed, and Lee Kuan Yew's momentum was lifted, and the ball under his feet disappeared.

"Holy!" Lee Kuan Yew scolded and turned his head to look, but he stopped talking again, it was Ye Bihuang.

I saw that he was fast, and it was already half past the moment.

"Give me chase!" Li Yong said loudly, he is known for his speed, Liu Zhichao is one step ahead, and the two of them are desperate to catch up with Ye Bihuang at the same time, it is a pity that these two heroes who are known for their speed on weekdays lost today, and they can't catch up with Ye Bihuang no matter what.

Ye Bihuang walked to the goal, lightly hooked the ball, and the ball went in.

Everyone stared at Ye Bihuang dumbfounded, Li Yong stepped forward and patted Ye Bihuang on the shoulder: "Damn, Bihuang, you are good enough, the speed is really fast." ”

Ye Bihuang touched his nose and smiled: "It's okay, also, don't put your sweaty hand on my shoulder, it's hot." ”

"Oh, good" Li Yong instantly withdrew his hand, he was still a little afraid of Ye Bihuang, who doesn't know the other party's prestige, the master of the super fierce fight, Yang Ziming was hospitalized, and the school fell into a leaderless situation, now it is a hundred schools of thought.

But even if it is a hundred schools of thought, which bastard have you ever seen go to Ye Bihuang for trouble? Ye Bihuang didn't want to be the boss, otherwise he would be the number one violent overlord of the school.

Ye Bihuang smiled: "Didn't you just don't want me, I'll make you regret it, there's still a good show to watch below." ”

Qiao Yonglei smiled and said: "You just blow it, you were lucky just now, and you can't compare to him with the strength of the glory."

"I" Lee Kuan Yew was just about to speak, and Ye Bihuang slapped him on the shoulder.

"Since you say so, then let's speak with strength." Ye Bihuang smiled lightly

"Ye Bihuang, you play football well!" Sun Chengpeng and Ye Bihuang slapped each other, and his face was full of smiles. Jiang Guogang and the others also gave Ye Bihuang a thumbs up, and now they finally believed that Ye Bihuang was not an undercover agent.

"It's okay, barely, they don't believe in my skills, I'll let them eat hehe." Ye Bihuang glanced around, just when he entered the stadium just now, he had already scanned all the people who were kicking football in the stadium, copied all the football skills on their bodies, and then used the optimization skills to take the essence and remove the dross, now he is on the football field, and he no longer relies on the skills of junior high school, nor does he rely on the little motor nerves when he was just reborn. After strengthening his skills, his stamina, speed, dribbling skills, and overall view have all been qualitatively improved, not to mention that he can single-handedly pick up five people.

Let's just say that 5 against 5, as long as there is his team, he will never lose.

The new ball was served by the 12th class, Jiang Guogang was in a leading position in the 12th class, and his own ball skills were also good, and Sun Chengpeng sent the request directly to him.

Jiang Guogang was not skilled enough, and he shook off Qiao Yifei and Liu Zhichao, who came up one after another.

Soon the 12th class rushed to the door of the 11th class, probably because of the entanglement of the other party one after another halfway, Li Yong, Li Kuan Yew, Qiao Yifei, Qiao Yonglei, and Liu Zhichao had already set up a formation and stood guard at the door.

Originally, the football goal was small, and the five boys were strictly guarded, so they had no chance to play, and if they volleyed rashly, the final result would definitely be to lose the goal.

"Remember to give me the ball!" Ye Bihuang passed by Jiang Guogang, said in a low voice, and then quickly ran to the side, the one in front of him who was defending was Qiao Yifei, this guy looked like a bamboo pole, the speed was good, and it was suitable for man-to-man defense.

Ye Bihuang touched his nose, Jiang Guogang dribbled with the ball, and in the turn, he only glanced at the surrounding situation, and in the end, he still chose to believe Ye Bihuang, passed the ball with one foot, and the football crossed an arc and landed at Ye Bihuang's feet.

Ye Bihuang is naturally accurate catch and dribble, Qiao Yifei, this kid is not enough to see in front of him, Ye Bihuang relied on his outstanding consciousness skills and physical fitness to do three feints before and after, Qiao Yifei directly fell three times, the center of gravity of the body was lost in the last time, and the whole person fell to the ground, and during the period, Ye Bihuang and him did not have any physical contact.

"Hey, hey." Ye Bihuang smiled and took two steps forward with the ball, Qiao Yifei lost here, and there was just a gap for shooting the ball.

"Whoosh-" Ye Bihuang raised his foot and volleyed, the ball slid against the ground, but it was as unhindered as if it was in the air, and it instantly drilled into the goal.

"Holy! Ye Bihuang, you are an animal, it's too fierce! Li Yong exclaimed, he could see clearly Ye Bihuang's action of shaking Qiao Yifei just now, those three feints are put together, I'm afraid few people in the World Cup can do it.

It was the best bluffing action that could be done in combination with the environment and the situation at that time, and it was hard for Li Yong to imagine any other way to surpass Ye Bihuang's action just now.

However, what's even worse is that his volley just now was really amazing, and the ball that walked decently just crossed the toes of him and Qiao Yonglei, just like the calculation in advance, it was too accurate.

Ye Bihuang snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "How is it?" Regret it, be surprised, who drove me away just now? ”

"Come again!" Li Yong was very unconvinced, and Qiao Yonglei and Liu Zhichao also began to coax.

Ye Bihuang smiled, waved his hand and said, "No problem." His indifferent and calm appearance is very inadequate, Li Yong and they hate it so much, but what can be done? That is the real level of others, and Ye Bihuang's fighting level is recognized, Lee Kuan Yew and him are still brothers, it is obvious who to help if they really fight.

So, although Li Yong and his group were very suffocated, they could only bury this thought deep in their hearts.

"Damn, real people don't show their faces." Jiang Guogang and Song Qiang surrounded Ye Bihuang one after the other, obviously treating him as a hero.

Ye Bihuang touched his nose, and looked very bad: "Low-key, low-key, I like to be low-key." He added in his heart - to do things in a high-profile manner.

"Hey, hey! Ye Bihuang, you were so handsome just now, do you have time to teach me? Qiu Bin approached Ye Bihuang with a face, a flattering look.

Ye Bihuang glanced at him contemptuously, stretched out his hand and patted his upturned belly: "Come on, you, let's lose weight to my point first, otherwise you will never learn." ”

"Hahahaha!" Song Qiang, Jiang Guogang and Sun Chengpeng laughed, and Qiu Bin's little face was blue and white and red, obviously said that his feet hurt.

Ye Bihuang said: "If you still want to score, remember to pass the ball to me!" ”

"No problem!" Jiang Guogang did not hesitate this time and responded directly.

Just now, it was the 12th class goal, the 12th class served, Jiang Guogang directly passed the ball to Ye Bihuang who was on the side, Ye Bihuang has such a strong technique, no one can stop him at all, and he dribbles the ball all the way, Li Kuan Yew, Li Yong and several people took turns to take the ball from under his feet.

What people have scored, what void mistakes and so on are all used, and soon they are next to the opponent's goal.

Ye Bihuang lightly hooked his foot, and the ball went in!

"Yay~~" Sun Chengpeng shouted happily, and Ye Bihuang habitually touched his nose, looking indifferent.

In the next time, it became Ye Bihuang's performance time alone, for a full 30 minutes, Ye Bihuang scored 11 goals in a row, what a terrifying number? Even if the players of class 11 get a chance to attack, they will be taken away by Ye Bihuang, who came from nowhere, and class 11 has no chance to score at all.

"Ye Bihuang, you are so handsome!" Qiu Bin held up his chubby belly and was ready to hug Ye Bihuang.

Ye Bihuang hurriedly pushed his big belly with one hand to prevent him from getting closer, and said with a smile: "It's average." ”

Class 12 was overjoyed, and the players in Class 11 were sad.

Li Yong shouted depressedly: "Ye Bihuang, you are too ruthless, you are also from our 11th class, you played so hard, a full 11 goals!" Rub—"

Ye Bihuang laughed: "Do you know that you regret it now?" I was a dead duck just now, who pushed me to class 12, and now you want me to go back? Forget it. ”

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