The three-foot-wide tree was shattered by a ball!

A hole was blasted out of the one-foot-thick wall, and the hole was surrounded by dense cobwebs and cracks, crumbling!

If you look a little closer, you can vaguely see a few dented footprints on the cement floor!

The powerful force of guò football as a medium creates a strong and striking visual effect......

Yang Mingwan's gaze froze, staring blankly at the other side, motionless, although Xing Worm had already walked into the alley and the figure disappeared from his sight, he was still reluctant to withdraw his gaze, and kept repeating the picture just now in his mind, his heart was still in a strong shock, and for a while he was breathing heavily, and it was difficult to calm down.

The same goes for the sleek beauty next to her, but this beauty is struck by the inhuman power, not the football.

Soon the beauty reacted and couldn't help exclaiming: "I forgot to take pictures, it's a pity!" There was chagrin and regret between his eyebrows.

But it didn't matter, because then someone showed up, still a girl, and a soccer ball.

This time it was Ling Aya who appeared, compared with Xing Worm, she was a little less heroic and smart, but a little more youthful and extravagant, as if she was a high queen, of course, a young version of the queen.

"Hey!"

Ling Ayajiao snorted.

With the power of thunder, the legs bombarded the football.

"Boom!"

The deafening sound of the collision radiated from the point where the side of his foot came into contact with the football, as if something had exploded.

It's a really strong sense of power. It makes people feel as if the ground is shaking and trembling.

Under her kick, the football was like a missile, smashing a pit in the concrete pavement, and suddenly advancing in the cement, a burst of fire flashed, and the football was already four or five feet away in the blink of an eye.

It was only then that all kinds of mud and cement slag flew into the air, flying in all directions, and the ground was a mess. Bumpy. There is also a gutter.

"Bang!"

Ling Aya's figure had followed almost the moment the football stopped, she didn't give the football a chance to rest and breathe at all, and the other foot gently hooked the football and flew in the air. It rotates 18o° on its own. In the moment when the head is down and the feet are up. The instep of the foot against the football, and the huge force was sent forward, and the football hit the big water tank.

"Click!"

"Boom~~~!"

The large water tank was directly bombed open by the football. But football is castration, and it is stunned to penetrate that wall with that residual energy.

The walls shook slightly, and a third of the area was covered with cracks, and many of the bricks, cement, etc., had turned into scattered gravel.

"Football man!" The beautiful woman yelled excitedly while holding her mobile phone to film the scene.

It's a pity that the phone's camera has limited pixels, and it can't be seen clearly for objects that move too fast, and the video taken is very blurry, except for the first moment, you can see Ling Aya's appearance clearly, and then you can almost only see a figure flashing, like a deliberately cut video, Ling Aya is still here at the last moment, and the next moment it will appear on the other side.

The human eye still struggles to barely catch Ling Aya's movements, can the mobile phone compare to the human eye?

Unless you use a professional camera, there is basically no possibility of shooting it.

Unlike her, Yang Mingwan's eyes had gradually become hot, and a kind of love called 'longing' was sprouting in his heart. After 12 years of seclusion, he came into contact with football again, but it was such an amazing scene. However, this also made him have a sense of 'football should be played like this', and he suddenly felt that playing football in the past was like a child playing mud at home, and he couldn't get into the hall of elegance at all, real football, it should be like this!

"That's what football is fun for! This kind of football deserves to be the number one sport in the world! Yang Mingwan shouted wildly in his heart.

The show continues!

Next to appear are Mo Yan, Smoker, and Long Tao!

Everyone has their own unique skills, and everyone's signature is different, but everyone's actions are full of power, and people instantly understand the true meaning of 'violent aesthetics'! That kind of visual shock and enjoyment can not be described in one word.

The fashionable beauty who mended her shoes screamed again and again, her hand unconsciously clenched her fist, waved her hand and shouted cheers, although she didn't know why she shouted cheers, and what effect shouting cheers could have on those people, but she just shouted, for no other reason, just instinctively, that's all.

"Enjoyable and enjoyable!" is a good quiet beauty, but they actually awakened the fanaticism in their hearts.

It is foreseeable that after today, there will be one less delicate and quiet beauty in the world, and one more domineering and mighty female paper!

And the culprit Zhou Xing, at this time, had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and smiled slyly: "It's my turn to play!" ”

I think our star master was also a substitute for a high school football team back then...... One of the cheerleaders! Ahem, it probably means that the substitute player of the football team is Zhou Xing's iron buddy, so Zhou Xing cheekily joined the cheerleading women's army.

"Hey, look at me!"

Zhou Xing played the football, and he had the style of a football king, and the aura was really shocking, and the tiger's back was not shaken yet, so Yang Mingwan and the fashionable beauty were suppressed.

Turning the football upside down, sending it high, when the football fell, Zhou Xing spun around, and his toes brushed the football past.

"Bang!"

An explosion rang out.

Yes, this time it was a real explosion, not a crash, not a friction.

Zhou Xing was dumbfounded, and he had the urge to shout three times: "Sister Ni, I didn't use much strength!" ”

The football was actually kicked by him! At the critical moment, the chain fell off, and there was wood? Embarrassed in front of beautiful women?

It's a pity that the cracks on the ground are too small for Zhou Xing to drill into.

"Ahem......"

There was no way, Zhou Xing could only pretend that nothing happened. Glancing at Mo Yan's group of people leaning over from the side, he vaguely felt that they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, Zhou Xing finally deeply understood the meaning of a sentence, what is called 'self-inflicted sin cannot live', isn't this it?

That's it, football thing, Zhou Xing feels that he really has no fate with it, despite the level of mnemonics, but Zhou Xing still can't understand how this thing is played, as if it has a grudge against Zhou Xing. Even if Zhou Xing strictly follows the actions explained in the textbook to play football. still can't play with this thing, Zhou Xing originally wanted to try again, but it turned out that Zhou Xing really had an indissoluble enmity with football.

on this. Zhou Xing still regretted it in his heart: "It's a pity that there is another necessary skill for picking up girls!" ”

Subsequently. Zhou Xing glared at Mo Yan and the others. There was a threat in his eyes, as if to say, "Don't laugh!" If anyone laughs, Ben can't spare him! ”

After that, Zhou Xing led a few people towards Yang Mingwan. It's still a few of them, it's still this look, and it hasn't changed in the slightest!

But...... In Yang Mingwan's eyes, they have become different!

Zhou Xing asked, "Mr. Yang, what do you think of playing football like this?" In other words, do you like kung fu football? ”

"Kung Fu football?" Yang Mingwan chewed on this fresh word, and his eyes gradually lit up, "Yes, it is the most suitable to describe it as kung fu football!" ”

The fashionable beauty on the side trembled excitedly: "You, you are the legendary martial arts master?" ”

Glancing at her, it was a beauty, and when the beauty spoke, Zhou Xing couldn't turn a blind eye and said, "It can be understood in this way." ”

But the matter was important, he turned his head to look at Yang Mingwan again, and talked eloquently: "Mr. Yang, whether you agree with it or not, but in my opinion, kung fu football can be regarded as a real football sport!" The previous ones were too petty! However, kung fu football has not yet appeared in the public eye, because we still lack a coach, a head coach who is in charge of the overall situation! Without the cooperation of your great coach, Kung Fu Football would have lost a lot of lustre. No, I don't want to see such a big flaw in the new football sport that I have planned, and if you don't want to join my project, then I'd rather stop the whole project! Zhou Xing looked at him and paused word by word: "Because, what I pursue is perfection!" The ultimate perfection! ”

These words have expressed Zhou Xing's determination vividly! At the same time, it also expressed his importance and confidence in Yang Mingwan!

Of course, the words may be exaggerated, but how to touch the rock-solid heart of the other party if it is not exaggerated?

Seeing that Yang Mingwan wanted to speak and stopped, he was a little moved, and Zhou Xing added another fire: "Mr. Yang, as a coach who was forced to fall in football, don't you want to stand up again with a more shocking attitude?" Don't you want to wash away the shame that doesn't belong to you but is imposed on you? Most importantly, don't you feel a sense of accomplishment in joining this program and personally promoting this program to make Kung Fu football popular all over the world? ”

It was only at this time that Zhou Xing stopped and waited for Yang Mingwan to make a statement.

"Actually, I just wanted to say that I accept your invitation!" Yang Mingwan said leisurely.

Zhou Xing choked suddenly, and had the urge to beat Yang Mingwan violently, dare to say a lot of nonsense just now?

Well, since the ultimate goal has been achieved, there is no need to pursue the process, Zhou Xing comforted himself so in his heart.

"Handsome guy, do you mean to say that you ...... like you" The fashionable beauty gestured twice, "You martial arts masters like you, you want to play football?" Kung fu football like that? Her tone was full of excitement, so happy that she wanted to cry, and she wanted to jump into the river in anticipation!

Even people like her, who are not very interested in football, are expecting this, and the reaction of those football fans is expected to be even more exaggerated.

Zhou Xing did not admit it, nor did he deny it, but raised his index finger and said in a low voice: "Shh...... Be quiet, don't spread the word, or you won't be pleasantly surprised! ”

"Don't worry, I, I, I will never sue anyone!" The fashionable beauty grinned and assured.

But if her assurances don't work, only she knows. (To be continued......)

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