"Sample, do you think my brother eats dry rice with 300 bench presses of 120 pounds a day."

Li Feng is like a high mountain, standing in front of Sun Dong, no matter how wind and rain blows, the mountains are monstrous, and he can't move a bit.

The ball passed, but the man didn't.

Immediately, the audience cheered, mixed with some big foul mouths from the Northeast, squirting Sun Dong violently.

A tall and fat Northeast man swayed his frightening huge buttocks from side to side, twisting the big Yangge, and the surrounding fans looked sideways, worried that if he accidentally fell, he could at least crush a large number of people.

A young fan grabbed the buddy he didn't know next to him and roared angrily, "The little scum who can't even pass Li Feng even wants to challenge Brother Biao, it's just beyond his strength, the toad wants to swallow the sky." ”

The boos in the sky were like sharp blades, piercing Sun Dong's already injured weak heart.

His face suddenly turned extremely red as if he was constipated.

"I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced!" He roared in his heart, but unfortunately, if he can't get by, he can't get by.

The ball was a little far away, Yang Biao hurriedly ran over, received the ball in the vacant position, and immediately cheered, and shouted on the court, "Why is it always me." ”

"Why it's always me."

Like celebrating a grand festival, the biggest wish of the fans to watch this game is to see Brother Biao take the ball, and appreciate his cold and weird, hidden under the night sky, the king's style, but sometimes it is magnificent, just like the style of the aristocratic son who walks in the green, and the straight plug like a scalpel, inadvertently, killing people invisibly, very exciting.

Yang Biao only now realized that under the original fame, it was also a huge burden, but Yang Biao didn't care much, so a big flying foot passed the ball directly to the front court.

The ball crossed a strange arc, and it was said to be weird, because the direction of the ball was far from the position of the small table and An Daoqiang, and it could even be said that it was passed towards the defenders of the Yanbian team.

What a big disappointment! Yang Biao secretly screamed in his heart, and blushed rarely, but fortunately, it was far away, and the fans couldn't see it clearly.

Yanbian's defenders are ready to defend An Daoqiang and the small table, after all, they have also seen Yang Biao's miracle in the Four Nations Tournament, and the pass refers to that hit that, like a missile with precise braking.

But now he's actually passing the ball towards me, what kind of operation is this, is there someone behind me? Yanbian's defender Ma Ru looked at the ball flying towards him, looking confused.

Then he subconsciously turned his head and looked around, this action, for a defender, is actually death.

The danger is often in the next second, just when he chose to turn his head and look around, instead of rushing directly to take the initiative to resolve the danger, a tall figure had quickly run out of the penalty area, and then blocked in front of him to catch the ball in advance.

"Chasing the Wind!" It's a former boy chasing the wind, a small table.

With super explosiveness, he controlled the ball at his feet in advance, and did not pause, directly cut through Ma Ru, who was still a little incomprehensible, and shot directly from 30 yards outside the penalty area.

"Bang!" The ball was full of power, with a whining sound, and flew towards the goal.

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" The home fans, who were already ready to celebrate, let out a huge sigh, and the ball flew out of the goal because it was too much pursuit of angle and too much force.

The small table smiled slightly, this time he just tried to feel his feet, gave Yanbian a dismount, and did not think that he could score the ball.

However, his behavior also startled Yanbian a lot.

"Everyone pay attention to me, you must lock him up, don't desert!" Li Ming, who is the core of the defense, hurriedly roared and reminded the players that Ma Ru's performance just now was indeed too amateurish.

Goal kick, Yanbian goalkeeper Zhu Biao made a big foot and drove the ball directly to Shen Shu's backcourt, which is also the connection they have always used, because their arrow figure Dezan is 185 tall and weighs 185 pounds, and his muscles burst, so he drove the ball there, and then handed it over to him to charge.

Dezan's big bell-like eyes flashed with excitement, and he habitually used his body to resist the defenders he was trying to make a Tarzan overwhelming push.

Don't move, still don't move, how can you not move, Dezan exerted several formations, roared again and again, and failed to knock the players behind him away, so as to make room to turn around.

couldn't help but be surprised, and quickly turned his head to see who it was.

I saw Chen Nan, who was 183 tall, holding him up to him, seeing him Dezan looking at him, he suddenly retreated, Dezan exerted too much force, lost his support, had nowhere to focus, and fell to the ground.

"Hahahaha, laughing to death, did this black charcoal head play too much with the chick last night, and his legs were weak!" A self-proclaimed fan who has been among the thousands of flowers and does not touch the leaves laughed, as if he had found a fellow practitioner.

After Dezan fell to the ground, he screamed and was very angry, but Chen Nan ignored him at all, treating him as air, and instead spared himself in front of him and cut off the ball.

"A beautiful interception, Chen Nan used the classic art of card position to tell us that his ball quotient and his adaptability are worthy of being a man who has become the backbone of the new generation of national pig defense."

Some of the media outlets were quick to send their praise.

After Chen Nan intercepted the ball, he immediately passed the ball to Huang Kai in the midfield, and Huang Kai subconsciously passed the ball to Yang Biao in the midfield.

After Yang Biao received the ball, he quickly rushed towards the backcourt of Yanbian with the ball, and all the Shen players began to run frantically without the ball, and tried their best to seek physical contact with the Yanbian team.

Very simple and rude, at this moment, in fact, the Shen Quilt team is the Chinese version of Chelsea's first phase of steel meat grinder, and they have gone through more than two months of extraordinary training, and the effect is fully revealed at this moment.

Their strong bodies, like the power to run to death, and the power of constantly strangling in a small area made the Yanbian team members very uncomfortable.

Mistakes after mistakes.

However, the defense of the Yanbian team was also very tenacious, although he was tired and panting like a cow, he still withstood several attacks by Shen Bei's team.

At the end of the first half, the two sides were still 0-0.

is different from what everyone imagined, although the Shen team in the first half played with iron blood and momentum, but there was no crushing type.

In the final analysis, it was Brother Biao's performance today that was substandard, the midfielder's interception and pressing performance was unsatisfactory, and the passes were basically passed to the opponent's feet.

"It seems that Brother Biao is still affected by his injury!"

Everyone subconsciously attributed Yang Biao's abnormal performance to his injury, but they didn't know that this was Brother Biao's true level!

"Yang Biao, why don't you go on in the second half, take a rest, too tired will not be good for the recovery of the injury!" Yu Bao discussed with Yang Biao at halftime.

Now Brother Biao is a treasure! Be careful to protect.