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Facing an opponent who was much stronger than him, the unfamiliar environment was noisy with boos and scolding, and he felt that there was no chance of winning at all, but he still chose to embark on this "road of no return"!

He's going to grow.

Only fighting!

"Little man, today I will show you what football is and what strength is!" Demacia Arthur showed a very arrogant face, "I heard that your country's football level is very backward? There are match-fixing players everywhere? I also heard that many players are willing to go to your side to play football, because you people are stupid and easy to make money, is this true?"

He's the dominant man here, he's been unbeaten here for twelve games in a row, and no matter how strong he is or how tough his physical fitness is, he's the king in this region. He didn't expect that someone would be stupid to come here to pick up a scene.

What I didn't expect was that this person was still an Oriental.

Coming from a country where the level of football is not very good.

"Big man, there is an old saying in our China, I will tell you today......" Ouyang Qingfeng said.

"Say what?" he asked.

"If you can do it, you can go up, if you can't beep. ”

"What do you mean?" Demacia Arthur didn't know Chinese, and he didn't know what Ouyang Qingfeng was talking about.

"I said you're handsome!"

"Thank you!"

"Silly hat!" Ouyang Qingfeng snorted in disdain, and turned around to warm himself up.

There are no referees and no rules, just an outer net like an iron cage, and the inside is still the same field as before.

The words of the people outside shouting at that Dongfang kid to get down made Ouyang Qingfeng feel very ridiculous.

They don't support players from outside, let alone from abroad.

Looking at his thin arms and thin legs, the result is very clear, and he will definitely be ravaged by Arthur later, and he will be injured if he does not die.

"Let's start!" I don't know who said this, but before Arthur and Ouyang Qingfeng were fully ready, a football was thrown in from outside the net.

Impartially, it landed right on the couch between the two of them.

Arthur and Ouyang Qingfeng glanced at each other at the same time, and in the next second, their eyes shifted from each other's bodies to the sofa, to be precise, the sofa should be football.

Ouyang Qingfeng's speed was very fast, but Arthur's speed was even faster. Within a few breaths, two men were already around the couch, Arthur holding the ball firmly at his feet.

Taking advantage of his body and height, Arthur completely separated him, and Ouyang Qingfeng couldn't force it, without the slightest advantage.

If he can't get close to the ball, then he can't control the rhythm of the attack.

Ouyang Qingfeng slammed into Arthur.

"Look for death! See if I don't torture you out of Xiang!" Arthur turned his body sideways, ruthlessly shook Ouyang Qingfeng away, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He couldn't have imagined that this Arthur's body was so arrogant that it was not inferior to the mountain in the slightest.

Being thrown by him like this is like being thrown away by an elephant's nose, which is really uncomfortable.

Boo.

Everywhere there were boos, disdainful voices.

Since his debut, even if he has failed, he has hardly been booed by too many people, which is a mocking attitude, a voice that has completely lost confidence in you, and has not even supported you.

He swore he had never heard so many boos before, for the first time and for the last.

Ibu Soya stood in the doorway, his hands clasped in front of his chest, his eyes fixed on Ouyang Qingfeng.

"Get up!" His voice was not loud, but it made Ouyang Qingfeng's body tremble, and there was a vague invisible coercion.

"Weak chicken!" Arthur left Ouyang Qingfeng with a merciless taunt, and then took the ball towards the basketball hoop on the other side, and those bricks and tires on the road had no effect on him in the slightest.

He took the ball, juggled the ball, and used the instep and knee to go straight forward, unimpeded.

Arthur picks the ball, but the ball hits the basket and doesn't finish the pick.

The ball bounced back, and Arthur swung his position again, ricocheting the ball very handsomely.

Bang, alas, hit the rebound.

His every attempt was a screaming point for the gamblers outside, as if their lives depended on every movement of Arthur's feet.

Ouyang Qingfeng watched him approach the three-point line step by step, this is okay, in this way, at such a close distance, Arthur has a good chance to pick the ball and land the basket and score a point, which is undoubtedly to control the offensive rhythm of the whole game.

He slapped the ground and quickly stood up.

And just when Arthur and Ouyang Qingfeng met and fought, the yellow-haired man followed by four or five younger brothers and slowly walked to Ibu Soya's side.

"Mr. Ibusouya, our boss wants to see you. The yellow-haired man's attitude at this time was very respectful.

Ibusoya didn't squint, and didn't pay any attention to the yellow hair around him.

Huang Mao smiled, slightly embarrassed.

"Mr. Ibusouya, our boss said that he believes that you will go to see him when you hear his name!"

After Huang Mao finished speaking, he whispered in Ibusoya's ear.

Ibusoya's body shook slightly, but his face was still very calm.

"I don't know him!" said Ibusouya.

"It doesn't matter if you know each other or not, when you meet, you will know them all!" Huang Mao's words are exquisite, indeed.

"Well, let him wait," Ibussoya said.

Physical confrontation is the most common and important skill in football competition, in addition to the basic skills to learn such as ball control, dribbling, passing, and shooting, the two additional skills of physical and physical fitness are almost the biggest key.

Arthur's technique is strong, but rough, his body is rough, but he is very durable.

Ouyang Qingfeng got up in embarrassment for the seventh time, and once again slammed into Arthur's body.

Of course, this kind of impact is not a malicious foul, but the use of the body to make a reasonable collision or physical confrontation.

Ibu Soya looked at Ouyang Qingfeng on the field, at this time he actually adapted to the environment of this competition, and began to compete with Arthur in the extreme field, and his momentum was not weak to Arthur.

Ibusouya nodded with satisfaction, "I didn't expect to get used to this rhythm of the game so quickly, it's good." ”

Indeed, Ouyang Qingfeng couldn't adapt to such an atmosphere and a different venue at first, but gradually, he began to learn to adapt, and he slowly understood some of the doorways inside.

This is growth.

With a bang, Arthur and Ouyang Qingfeng confronted each other, and after several collisions, Arthur was hit and almost fell, and while stumbling, the ball was hooked by Ouyang.

This, everyone was shocked.

What's going on?

That Oriental kid actually knocked Arthur out of the way, oh no, this must be fake.

Arthur's physical fitness is strong, some veteran gamblers know, even if King Kong confronts him head-on, he may not be able to take any advantage.

And now, they saw with their own eyes that the Oriental boy, who was thinner than Arthur, actually knocked Arthur away in the process of physical confrontation and won possession.

As long as he wins possession, all these dominants will be at his feet! Ouyang Qingfeng glanced at the basketball hoop, the corners of his mouth raised, it seemed that this was a very simple thing for him.

"Weak chicken, look at it!" Ouyang Qingfeng learned Arthur's words, picked up the ball, and did not juggle the ball or pass anyone, but at half-time, he directly kicked up.

"Ape King Cannon!"

The ball didn't touch the ground and didn't touch those obstacles.

An arc starts directly from the point of the half-court and flies towards the basketball hoop eight meters away. (To be continued.) )