Standing in the middle circle, Shan Xiongying's mature face was about to hit Tang Lu Jiaming's face.

"Do you want to win or do you want to lose?" Shan Xiongying said coldly.

Tang Lu Jiaming's eyes also widened, staring at Shan Xiongying coldly, and said, "Aren't you talking nonsense?" ”

"Since you want to win, give me the ball!" Shan Xiongying said.

Tang Lu Jiaming sneered: "Anyone can say big things!" ”

Shan Xiongying immediately said: "If you give me the ball, you will know if I am talking big!" ”

Tang Lu Jiaming stared at Shan Xiongying stubbornly, and after a while, he nodded and said, "I want to see what tricks you can come up with?" ”

Honk!

Referee Yang Tong Mingxiong immediately blew the rapid whistle of the game, and the game restarted.

Tang Lu Jiaming, who was in the middle circle, immediately put the football a little, and then quickly ran into the half of the blue team. The football came to Shan Xiongying's feet, this guy did not attack at the first time, but stepped on the football under his feet, turned slightly, and shouted at Fu Yingjun on the side: "It's time for them to see how powerful we are!" ”

The black Fu Yingjun sneered slightly and said, "Let's start!" ”

With a bang, Shan Xiongying passed the football back to his penalty area with a big foot. The football flew quickly to the central defender in the penalty area, and the players in Jinguancheng No. 17 were full of doubts, what was this for? Do you want to score an own goal?

Suddenly, Xu He roared: "Side, pay attention to that black man!" ”

When everyone heard this, they turned their heads to look, and saw that Fu Yingjun, who was a little thin, was galloping forward on the side and rushing towards the blue team's penalty area.

Fast! It's really fast!

Although this speed is not as fast as Xu He, it still looks quite fast.

Boom, another loud bang.

The milk tugging in the penalty area made a long pass with his left foot, and the football flew out at a rapid speed and landed accurately on the line of Fu Yingjun's Mercedes-Benz.

Dangerous!

The players of the blue team exclaimed!

This long pass is really accurate, Xu He even thinks that this is more accurate than Mu Yang's long pass. The ball happened to fall in front of Fu Yingjun, not far from Fu Yingjun, so that the defenders could not get it, but the distance was very perfect, Fu Yingjun didn't need to slow down, he could take the football away by rushing directly.

Fu Yingjun's sprint was not muddy, it was very fast.

Hiss!

Many people at the scene inhaled sharply, which is indeed very level.

Xu Dongsheng on the sidelines bowed slightly, this is the gap between professional and amateur. People are more strict and pay more attention to details.

Fu Yingjun rushed up and dribbled to the blue team's penalty area.

He didn't slow down, he just rushed forward.

Right backback Song Xiang frowned slightly when he saw Fu Yingjun rushing up like this, this kid didn't take him seriously. Song Xiang took a breath, adjusted his breathing and rhythm, stared at Fu Yingjun with his eyes tightly, and prepared to go up to the top while jamming the inward route.

Defend on the wings and don't let the opponent cut inside.

Fu Yingjun rushed up quickly, looking at Song Xiang in front of him, he was not afraid, and it seemed that he didn't take Song Xiang in his eyes. In his opinion, Song Xiang could not threaten him at all.

Seeing that the two were getting closer and closer, the scene was getting more and more tense.

This is going to collide, right?

Song Xiang saw that Fu Yingjun had no intention of slowing down, he suddenly grabbed it, ready to use his body to block Fu Yingjun.

Seeing that Fu Yingjun was very close to him, Song Xiang smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "The professional youth team is nothing more than that!" ”

In his opinion, he blocked this ball to death, and Fu Yingjun had no chance at all.

The players in the blue team are also disappointed, is this the level of the professional youth team? That's too much of a gate, isn't it? I really don't know what this guy has to be proud of.

Funny!

However, at this time, Fu Yingjun suddenly stabbed the football forward, and the football quickly rolled between Song Xiang's legs and rolled into the penalty area.

Although Song Xiang was surprised, he didn't take it to heart.

The ball can pass, but you can't.

What's the use of that?

Is this the capital that you are proud of and look down on others?

That's too bad!

Song Xiang was full of confidence, and his face also showed a proud expression, and he also had to despise Fu Yingjun fiercely. It's no more than that for your professional youth team.

But the next moment, Song Xiang's proud expression stiffened on his face, which was ugly.

All the players on the scene exclaimed in surprise and gasped: "Oh my God, how did this guy do it?" Could it be that he is a rubber man? ”

Seeing that the two were about to collide head-on, this Fu Yingjun suddenly stopped and dodged, and turned around in place in an instant, and instantly bypassed Song Xiang and chased after the football.

The players on the scene didn't see clearly what this guy was doing, and this Fu Yingjun broke through.

Xu He's eyes widened: "Impossible, right?" ”

Xu Dongsheng on the sidelines smiled slightly, obviously he knew that this would happen, he had expected it a long time ago.

The strange middle-aged man on the sidelines was startled and kept shaking his head.

This...... It's so unexpected!

Has Fu Yingjun passed like this?

Xu He's eyes tightened, his pupils shrank, and he secretly said in his heart: "Such a strong body flexibility, this ligament is too soft, right?" ”

Is this the racial talent of black people?

Unexpectedly, no one expected Fu Yingjun to break through the defense like this.

Dangerous!

The BLU goal is in danger!

Fu Yingjun passed Song Xiang, rushed directly into the penalty area, and caught up with the football. But as soon as he caught up with the football, Zhuo Jun was in front of him.

Zhuo Jun's defense is very in place, very powerful.

Xu Dongsheng and Luo Dongqing couldn't help but applaud, as far as Zhuo Jun was concerned, even in the professional youth team, there were very few. Zhuo Jun is a genius, and what he lacks now is professional training and competition experience.

Xu Dongsheng suddenly said to Luo Dongqing: "This Zhuo Jun is trained well, and he will definitely be the main central defender of the future Huachao!" ”

Luo Dongqing bowed slightly, expressing his agreement.

Obviously, Fu Yingjun was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that this guy Zhuo Jun would cross in front of him and block his way forward.

This guy in front of him is conscious, isn't he? Or was he lucky?

Fu Yingjun still didn't let Zhuo Jun pay attention to it, he immediately played with the football left and right, shaking Zhuo Jun falsely, looking for an opportunity to break through.

Fu Yingjun felt that dealing with a defender like Zhuo Jun could be done with just two feints, so he immediately made some dazzling feints under his feet to deceive Zhuo Jun.

Many people at the scene were wide-eyed, Fu Yingjun's feet were too flexible, this football seemed to grow under his feet, and it had been sticking to his feet.

They all wanted to applaud Fu Yingjun.

However, Fu Yingjun frowned at this time, and he was faintly angry in his heart.

He didn't expect this guy in front of him to be so stable and not fooled at all. And he was always stuck at the most critical moment, which made him unable to go back and forth, which was very embarrassing.

Fu Yingjun was shocked, this guy in front of him was so powerful?

This guy doesn't even eat his feints, and his defense is still leaky, so he does have some strength.

This was beyond Fu Yingjun's expectations.

However, Fu Yingjun is not in a hurry. This guy in front of him does have some strength, but you still can't stop me Fu Yingjun. He immediately stretched out his leg and quickly pulled the ball back, then sideways again to the side, as if it was about to go straight to the bottom.

Zhuo Jun judged it, his heart tightened, and his body immediately moved sideways slightly, ready to stick into Fu Yingjun and prevent him from getting up and crossing. Because he had already aimed at the high school forward of the yellow team, Tang Lu Jiaming, had already followed in and answered in the penalty area.

You can't let this guy get a kick and cross.

Zhuo Jun was very calm and followed Fu Yingjun closely. He didn't have a community Fu Yingjun, he was playing with the spirit of twelve points and defending seriously.

This guy in front of him is indeed very powerful, and he can't take it lightly.

Sure enough, the guy accelerated and dribbled to the bottom.

Zhuo Jun also followed closely to accelerate, stuck the inside line stubbornly, and did not give Fu Yingjun a chance to cut inside. At the same time, he also kept the distance between him and Fu Yingjun, ready to raise his foot to block Fu Yingjun's cross at any time.

"This Zhuo Jun is very well defended, not a drop of water leaks!" Xu Dongsheng sighed in surprise.

Because he saw Zhuo Jun's gesture of swinging back, this was obviously to remind his central defender partner to pay attention to intercepting Fu Yingjun's inverted triangle return pass, and pay attention to the second attack echelon of the yellow team.

It's really good, it's amazing!

Zhuo Jun can defend Fu Yingjun to the death, and he can also have such a defensive overall view, which is really powerful. If this guy has been in the professional youth team since he was a child, the strength of this guy must not be underestimated, and he must have already skipped to U16U17, right?

With a bang, Fu Yingjun, who was quickly dribbling the ball to the bottom, suddenly kicked an inverted triangle pass.

The ball quickly rolled from Zhuo Jun's side behind him, and then quickly rolled towards the penalty spot.

Zhuo Jun said in his heart: "Sure enough, it's an inverted triangle backhaul!" ”

He was still happy in his heart, because he reminded his partner to pay attention to intercepting the inverted triangle pass, the ball should have been broken, and the yellow team's attack should have been dismantled.

However, when he turned to look, he froze.

His partner Liu Peng did not pounce on the penalty spot at all, but stubbornly pestered high school striker Tang Lu Jiaming, and fullback Li Jie was stuck outside. What's more, the back Zhong Haokun was actually got rid of Shan Xiongying and rushed to the penalty spot.

It's dangerous!

Xu Donglai in front of the goal moved sideways very quickly and quickly returned to the middle.

With a bang, Shan Xiongying, who came up, didn't stop the ball, and slammed it towards the football. The soccer ball flew out so fast that many people couldn't see the trajectory clearly.

The goal is in!

With a snap, Xu Donglai pounced on his side and slapped the football out with one palm.

Shan Xiongying was stunned, how could this be? Can you save the ball? No way!

With a bang, the popped ball immediately flew towards Fu Yingjun. Fu Yingjun and Zhuo Jun stretched out their legs to touch the ball at the same time, but unfortunately Fu Yingjun's speed was a little faster, and he touched the football a little first, and the football immediately flew into the empty goal.

One-to-one!

Within two minutes of Xu He's goal, the yellow team scored, and the goal was scored by Fu Yingjun, whose tail was up to the sky before the game, and looked down on them.

Xu He crossed his hands on his hips, very speechless.

However, no one can be blamed for this goal, they have done a very good job. Every link is to show their strongest strength, they have done their best, but still not able to stop the goal, which shows that the opponent's strength is still very strong.

Sure enough, the guys who came out of the professional youth team still have some strength, and they can't be underestimated.

Xu Donglai was very angry, and slammed his fist on the turf, feeling remorseful. Why didn't you pounce on the bottom line, but blocked the ball into the box.

He blames himself!