Chapter 3: Sick Body!

Tang Jue looked at Benzema with his eyes and flashed a strange color. Benzema took a deep breath, and his immature face showed a rare solemnity. To win, be sure to get Ronaldo's art book!

Tang Jue passed the football to Tafel, and then slowly ran forward, like an F1 sports car, brewing a gallop. Tafel adjusted slightly and passed the ball diagonally.

Tang Jue's two soles flew quickly. Behind him, the grass clippings rose high with the rainstorm of last night. They're like jets behind an F1 car!

Tang Jue was like a cheetah, and after a few steps, he caught up with the football. With the inside of your right foot, touch the soccer ball and the soccer ball changes direction and goes straight to the goal!

Step by step, the football led Tang Jue to fly towards the goal!

Benzema looked at Tang Jue enviously and thought to himself: When will he be so chic. In addition to envy, the eyes of other teammates are still envious.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Jue entered the forbidden area!

The goalkeeper in the goal was ready, and he vowed to defend Tang Jue's shot. In previous training, this guy has scored too many goals. It was as if the goal was always open to Tang Jue, which made him very embarrassed.

The center of gravity began to rise slightly, and his eyes were focused, as if the football under Tang Jue's feet was the prey, and he was the lion. He's always ready to pounce!

Who is the prey? Who is the lion?

The next moment is about to be revealed!

Tang Jue flicked the outside of his right foot on the back of the football, and the football rolled to his right. Immediately afterwards, Tang Jue's left foot stepped on the left side of the football fifteen centimeters, his right leg was raised high, and his eyes were focused on the football!

The whip of his right leg quickly forward, the churning wind made the blades of the large-leaved grass under his feet tremble slightly.

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, Tang Jue's right ankle, like a hard stone, hit the back of the football hard. The soccer ball flies fast towards the goal!

The goalkeeper kicked the outside of his right foot, and he flew out like a gibbon, the goal, football!

Football is not the prey of the goalkeeper, and he is not a lion. Tang Jue turned into a lion, football is his claw, he claw, fiercely grasp the prey in front of him: the goal!

The sigh in the hearts of the teammates has not yet been born, the envy in the eyes has not fallen, and the football "whoosh!" It went into the net from the right side of the goal. At this time, the goalkeeper's body is still in the air.

"Good shot!"

"Beautiful!"

Teammates applauded. A flash of pain flashed in Benzema's eyes, and today this PS machine is about to be taken out. At this moment, Tang Jue exhaled a long breath, and he felt a little tightness in his chest. However, he is in a good mood and today he will win Benzema's PS.

Thirty shots each, Tang Jue scored 22 goals, Benzema scored 15 goals and Ben Arfa scored 13 goals. The rest of his team-mates have only scored 10 goals. Tang Jue won!

Tang Jue wiped the sweat from his forehead and patted Benzema on the shoulder. He took the opportunity to rub a few times on Benzema's shirt and wiped all the sweat on his hands on Benzema's jersey.

Tang Jue said softly: "I only play the PS machine for a week, you don't have to be depressed." ”

Benzema said: "Where? I am willing to gamble and lose, how can I be frustrated. I'll definitely win you in the future, just wait and see! ”

Next up is the match, which is the players' favorite show.

Two dozen players were divided into two teams, one with white vests and one with blue vests. Tang Jue was wearing a white vest and standing in the middle circle. A whistle blew, Tang Jue passed the ball back to the backcourt, and the game officially began. The two torrents suddenly collided together, and the blue and white jerseys were staggered. The pride of the teenager at this moment releases a brilliance that makes people tremble.

The soccer ball rolls on the verdant turf, and the grass raises its proud head to show its vitality. The soccer ball was like a rude palm, pressing its head. Green Grass had to bow her proud head.

Tang Jue received the football in the hinterland of the opponent, like a general holding a big knife, and the football was a big knife in the general's hand. The general brandished his broadsword and slashed at his opponent's head. Tang Jue is undoubtedly a general with superb martial arts skills on this field, and the big knife in his hand pulls out dazzling sword flowers, and the eyes of his opponents are dazzling.

Tang Jue took the football with a solemn face, and he broke through with a skillful change of direction, bypassing the block of the back. In front of him are two central defenders, Gasama and Ali Sissoto.

Gasama's expression was serious, and a powerful battle intent shot out of his eyes. Ali Sissoto's eyes burned with the flames of war. In his opinion, defeating Tang Jue is a great thing.

Gasama's eyes looked at Tang Jue tightly, and then took action. He pounced towards Tang Jue, as fierce as a fierce tiger. Ali Sisoto protected behind him. The two have been together since the age of seven and are known as the golden partners of the Lyon junior team.

Tang Jue is in a different position from them, and there is no competition. Now the two sides have nothing to do with competition, they want to prove themselves and raise the banner of youth pride. Defeat a powerful opponent and let the flag be planted on the opponent's wall and blaze in the gale.

Tang Jue was two meters in front of Gasama, and the center of gravity of his body shook to the left, and then he rushed to the left side of Gasama. At this moment, Gasama's center of gravity had just shifted to the right of Lu, and his center of gravity could no longer move to the left.

There was panic in Gasama's eyes, and he knew that Tang Jue was very strong, really strong. Tang Jue has broken through his defense many times in the past. In the past, he could at least resist. However, today, this time, he did not even have a chance to resist.

A look of horror flashed in the eyes of the fullbacks of the blue team, and he sighed in his heart: Don's skills have improved again!

Pintori's eyes lit up, and after the brilliance, he was in a very depressed mood.

Benzema's brows were furrowed, and his face was a little lonely. His heart was struggling, and it was really painful to play with Don. Tang is like the bright blue sky, the sun. Let the stars lose their color and only hide behind the clear blue sky.

Tang Jue suddenly felt that his chest was a little tight, and after the shooting practice just now, he felt tightness in his chest. In addition to chest tightness, he also had problems with his waist, which was like two lead balls hanging on his waist, which was unusually heavy. What's wrong with this body? Tang Jue forcibly cheered up and quickly adjusted his breathing.

Without waiting for Tang Jue to adjust his breathing evenly, Ali Sisoto stepped forward. The two centre-backs stand up and down to create layers in defence. Like a barrage, the raging water overflows the first dam, followed by a second.

Tang Jue felt that the heart in his chest was beating messily, which made him very uncomfortable. Not only was his heartbeat messy, but his breathing was also messy. The soccer ball also loses its previous clarity and it begins to roll messily.

Ali Sisoto didn't know what was wrong with Lu Dao Tang, and of course, he didn't want to know about Lu Dao. He is the most difficult iron gate outside the goal, and if Tang Jue breaks through him, the goal will be very dangerous. His task is very simple, that is, to block Tang Jue's progress. The task may seem simple, but Ali Sisoto knows that it is an extremely difficult task.

Looking at Tang Jue's previous breakthrough, it seemed that there was no trace of difficulty, and he broke through two defenders in a row. This guy used to do this a lot, which made them the defenders very faceless.

The messy rolling football gave Ali Sisoto a great opportunity. Ali Sisoto stretched out his right foot, and the goal of his right foot was to roll towards his own football. Kick it and the threat is lifted; Kick it and the goal is safe.

Tang Jue forcibly adjusted his breathing, and he stretched out his left foot. The two sides are competing for speed, and whoever has the fastest speed will have a chance to win. At this moment, the players in the stadium held their breath, they were waiting for the result of this speed competition.