"Fan's performance today is a little abnormal!"

On the training ground next to the orange grove, a match is in full swing, and the players of Villarreal are divided into two teams, red and green, as usual, and you are playing back and forth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ruben had a notebook in his hand, writing and sketching as he told the manager.

Through his observations, Fan Bizhuang's performance today is indeed a little different from usual, although he is also receiving and passing, and his running is also positive, and it looks no different from usual, but it feels weird.

Pellegrini nodded, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be filled with a light smile: "It's the number of times that I fight alone." ”

It dawned on Reuben. But isn't it, in the past, Fan Bizhuang used constant running, pulled out the gap, and then received the pass from his teammates and passed the football into the penalty area. Now, he's more trying to break through, using his speed to shake his opponent off the line and then go down to the baseline to pass.

But does that work...... After Fan Bizhuang on the field received the ball again, he slammed the football, but was predicted in advance by Hosico, took the first step to block his forward line, and destroyed the football with one kick.

Ruben shook his head: "His intentions are too direct, and the opponent will not easily give him the opportunity to speed up." ”

"That's true." Pellegrini nodded, then shook his right hand lightly and smiled, "But it doesn't matter, he has a lot of time, he can take his time." ”

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"What did you take the wrong medicine today, boy? Are you trying to exhaust me to death? ”

After the confrontation, Fan Bizhuang took a bottle of water and sat aside to rest, the old captain Hosiko waved his hand and walked over, looking at his panting appearance, today's confrontation was obviously tired of him.

Jose. Enrique also nodded, and said on the side: "This guy is not a human being, he completely treats me as an F1 track, and this back and forth sprint is almost exhausting and paralyzing me." ”

Enrique is the right fullback of the green team, just opposite Fan Bizhuang on the left, the most profound feeling is him, Fan Bizhuang in the confrontation completely incarnated into a high-speed Ferrari sports car, although his defensive success rate is quite high, but was dragged by Fan Bizhuang to run with him, that kind of violent sprint, so that he was also tortured.

Fan Bizhuang smiled and didn't say anything. He wanted to tell the two that he had learned a new trick and was practicing a quick dribble break. But when the words came to his lips, he was a little embarrassed, the reason was very simple, in the confrontation competition, his breakthrough effect was not good, more often, it was more like a race than a breakthrough, and he was too lazy to talk about this kind of losing thing.

"He's practicing his breakthrough skills." Cazorla teased him on the side, with a mocking face.

He saw it very thoroughly, which made him feel funny, a rookie who can only run and pass the ball, and still want to play technical work? Don't be funny, just your half-level, and take it out to show off, do you know how to write the word shame?

Fan Bizhuang squinted at him and responded lightly: "How does it feel to eat ash behind your ass?" ”

This sentence does not leave any emotion, and the sarcasm is clear at a glance. Anyway, Cazorla's attitude towards him has not been very friendly, and he naturally doesn't have to give the other party a face.

In the game, as the right midfielder of the green team, Cazorla and Van Bizhuang were also opposed, and before facing Enrique, Van Bizhuang faced Cazorla first. Cazorla's speed is not fast, coupled with the fact that he is an attacking player, he is not very effective in defense, and the biggest highlight of Fan Bizhuang's game is to constantly use speed to shake him off, and then leave him with a back that is gradually drifting away.

"You!"

The so-called beating people does not slap people in the face, exposing people does not expose shortcomings, Fan Bizhuang is deliberately sprinkling salt on other people's wounds, Cazorla's face sank, glared at him resentfully, and also ridiculed each other: "It's like a piece of wood, how do you feel about being over?" ”

Well, this is also a fact, Fan Bizhuang's defensive ability is indeed very scummy, Cazor's pull over him is not too easy, he has turned over and over, changed his tricks, and almost all eighteen martial arts have been played on him.

This is called treating others the way they do, didn't you say that I followed your ass and ate ashes? Yes, I admit it, but what are you? I've been tricked around! Hmph, this is what I call breakthrough, only technology! You scumbag, you will never have such delicate foot skills!

Fan Bizhuang sneered: "What if I pass me, I can catch up again, you have passed me ten times, I have chased you ten times!" Scum without speed! ”

This is also true, Fan Bizhuang's defensive ability is not good, but his speed and explosiveness are really amazing, often Cazorla throws him off once, or a few breaths, Fan Bizhuang will catch up again, and again, he will entangle again...... Again and again, it was endless, and it made Cazorla sick.

Cazorla was furious, baring his teeth and shouting, "You scum who can only run, and nothing else!" ”

Fan Bizhuang smiled: "You can't catch up with me." ”

Cazorla was unconvinced: "Football is not a race, it only bullies people with speed, scum!" ”

Fan Bizhuang continued to laugh: "I can catch up with you." ”

Cazorla yelled: "You are good for nothing but speed!" ”

Fan Bizhuang was still laughing: "You still can't catch up with me." ”

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The surrounding teammates looked at each other, looking at the two people in front of them like children, staring at each other "scolding" each other, all with a helpless wry smile.

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"I'm going to challenge you!"

"I'm going to let you know who's the scumbag!"

Cazorla, who was so angry that she was about to jump to her feet by Fan Bizhuang's repeated reply, finally couldn't hold back her anger anymore, and pointed at Fan Bizhuang's nose and shouted.

"It's a shame to accept the challenge of a scumbag, but who calls me a good person."

Fan Bizhuang's reply made Cazorla go crazy again, and before he could fight back, Fan Bizhuang shook his hand again.

"Come on, who's afraid of whom!"

Neither of them was convinced, and they snorted heavily at each other, turning their heads to look to the side.

"I'll be the referee."

Afraid that the world would not be chaotic, Nihat jumped out with a smile and volunteered to be a notary, but Hosiko slapped him aside, unceremoniously snatched his "role" as a referee, and gave him an honorable task, which was to act as a temporary goalkeeper.

Nihat pursed his lips, but he still excitedly asked Balbosa for a pair of gloves, and then ran to the goal line to stand. Anyway, it's all about the excitement, where you look, what kind of role you look at, well, it really doesn't matter.

The content of the battle is very simple, that is, limited to the half-court area, two by two, a total of ten rounds, each person has five opportunities to attack, one shot is considered a chance, whoever scores more goals in the end is the final winner.

This duel is purely a collision of technique and speed, one person attacking, one person defending, no matter what method is used, as long as you can score in the end, and vice versa, the same is true for the defenders, as long as you can prevent it, then everything is fine.

This is a fairer way, in terms of technology and breakthrough ability, Cazorla must have an absolute advantage, if it is a small-scale duel, then there is no need to compare, Fan Bizhuang can directly admit defeat. But when the field is framed as a half-court, there is a lot of space, and his speed advantage can be fully exploited.

Cazorla is not slow, delicate on his feet and excellent in technique, while Van Bizhuang is wide open and closes and runs like a Ferrari car, both of them have an advantage and both have the possibility of winning, so this duel will obviously be very interesting.

The teammates stood on the sidelines, clapping their hands, or shouting happily, and they all watched the two "vindictively" intently.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you compete without underwear! And, of course, the appearance of pointing to the balls below and saying that they are stupid! ”

Fan Bizhuang sneered.

The duel is a bet, and there must be a bet, and this time the bet between the two is that whoever loses will play in the league without underwear, and there is that as long as the team scores, then when celebrating, you have to point at the balls in front of the camera and shout "I'm a fool!" three times! "-Uh, this time I don't have to take off my pants to expose the **, Nihat's bloody lesson is vivid, and at this cusp of the storm, no one dares to test the law.

Cazorla also responded unceremoniously: "I'm looking forward to that scene too!" Hum! ”

"Referee" Hosiko blew the whistle, and it was Fan Bizhuang who attacked first, and he stared at him and asked, "I'm going to start." ”

"Come on, I will use practical actions to teach you how to be a man...... Damn, you despicable bastard! ”

Cazorla responded confidently, before he was fully ready, Fan Bizhuang, who dropped a sentence, had already taken the ball and shot it out like a sharp arrow, Cazorla couldn't react, Fan Bizhuang had left him behind, he struggled to catch up, but it was too late, Fan Bizhuang's speed was indeed not comparable to him, and he could only watch Fan Bizhuang rush all the way into the penalty area with the ball, and then kick the ball into the goal.

"Despicable! Shameless! ”

Cazorla was so angry that he screamed again and again.

Fan Bizhuang didn't say anything, just laughed triumphantly, Nihat is also a wonderful person, and did not forget to sprinkle a handful of salt on the other party's wound, as a "goalkeeper", he did not make any action when Fan Bizhuang shot, and after the ball was scored, he was also laughing when he completed the task of "releasing water": "Beautiful breakthrough!" Beautiful goal! Rookie, oh oh, our rookie, goal! 1:0！ The rookie is ahead! ”

This guy's gloating expression is really cheap, and the onlookers can't stop laughing.

Cazorla's face turned blue and white for a while, looked at him, and viciously held back two words from his mouth: "Cheap.. Person! ”