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Ouyang Qingfeng's dribbling ball was like flowing water. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Almost at that moment, he gave full play to the way of football that he had practiced for several days, without any hesitation or giving the opponent half a chance, when he faced Hulk, countless ways of passing flashed in his mind, but he didn't think about it or ponder, his body instinctively made a series of reactions.

It's a crotch!

He has said that he thinks he is no worse than any European player in terms of football skills, and this is the time for him to prove himself.

Hulk reacted quickly, and immediately blocked Ouyang Qingfeng's route after being pierced, Ouyang gently rushed forward, and the Spaniard was not moved at all, just stared closely at his every movement, trying to find a gap in his movements, so as to intercept it. Ouyang Qingfeng had no choice but to pull the ball to his feet and confront the Naxi tooth puller. The two of them are like gladiators in the Roman gladiatorial arena at the moment, both looking for each other's loopholes and flaws, and trying to kill them with one blow.

However, time did not allow Ouyang Qingfeng to continue to confront him like this, and in the next moment, those Argentine midfielders who were all attacking and defending had already rushed back as if they were desperate. After confronting the opponent for a few seconds, Ouyang Qingfeng immediately rushed to the right with the ball.

Sima Hao plugged in on the side, Ouyang Qingfeng did not hesitate to divide the ball, Sima Hao took the ball and faced the empty goal, hehe smiled.

"Well, it shouldn't be like this!" Mayoral returned at full speed, sliding directly at Sima Hao before he could pull his legs. It was his last and worst option.

He also had to do it.

Without any surprise, Sima Hao was directly put down. At the moment when Sima Hao was put down, Tang Bo's whole heart hung up, if there was an accident, what would happen to the next game, he was the main striker in the team.

"Sima ......"

Ouyang Qingfeng saw this scene and immediately dared to go over, so Sima Hao's center of gravity was well controlled, but there was no sprain or anything like a simple fall.

The ball was cleared out of bounds by Mayoral and as long as the opponent didn't shoot the ball into the goal, then there was still room for everything to turn around, and Wang Jingke served on the sideline, and they once again ushered in a chance.

Wang Jingke threw the ball out and found Liu Junmin, but he didn't expect Xibo to react quickly and stop the ball before Liu Junmin touched the ball, and for a while the Spaniards launched a rapid counterattack, and there was no one in the backfield, and the three Spaniards quickly ran towards the opponent's penalty area.

Liu Junmin was the fastest and quickly caught up. Ren You is the closest to the backcourt, and the moment Xibo intercepts the ball and counterattacks, he begins to list him as the nearest target.

Wang Jingke felt that he made a mistake in passing the ball on the side, and chased back without hesitation, and for a while, the Spaniards attacked violently with the ball, and the Chinese Dream Team defended with all the members.

Xibo's pass was very smooth, without the slightest hesitation, after shaking the first person, he immediately passed the ball and handed it to Haojila, who dribbled at high speed with his left foot, and completed a classic one-two-one cooperation with Mayoral to bring the ball directly into the front of the opponent's penalty area.

At this time, the five-man group of the Chinese Dream Team has all returned to the defensive line, Mayoral is looking for a gap, Wang Jingke saw that Ouyang Qingfeng has rushed to Mayoral side, and he will stick to Hao Jila, as long as Hao Jila can't get the ball, their attack will be sluggish. In this way, everything has to be reorganized, and the chances of winning for your team are greater!

Haojila opened the bow left and right, his left foot swayed, and his right foot suddenly cut outward. Wang Jingke was directly deceived by him, everyone knew that Hao Jila's left foot was powerful, but they all ignored that he would dribble and shoot with his right foot, and one changed to cut outward, Hao Jila immediately opened the distance between himself and Wang Jingke, and directly got up on the side and hoisted the ball into the penalty area.

He knew that inside the penalty area, it was Mayoral's area.

He's the knight in the box, the absolute goal machine.

Mayoral looked for a gap, received the ball directly, and knocked the ball directly behind Ouyang Qingfeng with his back, and at this time, Mayoral turned around, gorgeously detoured behind Ouyang Qingfeng, pushed the ball with one foot, and got up with his right foot.

Once again, Ouyang Qingfeng was in front of Mayoral in an incredible way, and he didn't have time to stop the ball, nor could he stop the ball to adjust. But that was enough, because he had blocked all the angles of Mayoral shots.

"Bastard!" Mayoral suddenly darkened his face, he really couldn't understand why he still appeared in front of him after he had already deceived his opponent so skillfully, simply, "What the hell am I!"

Mayoral was helpless and once again returned the ball.

It was the second time the Spaniard had found no way into the box and opted to return the ball.

The attack of the two teams has once again entered a white-hot stage.

Fifteen minutes have passed since the game, and the score is still 1-1.

The Spaniards controlled the football, and the possession rate reached nearly 60% in ten minutes, they kept their distance, alternated passes, and the Chinese dream five-man group could not even touch the ball.

This is the passing trick used by the Spaniards, and it is also a shortcoming that Chinese football attaches great importance to.

But when they're not attacking, they can control the football and keep their team in control of the tempo of the game. As for this side, although the rhythm is controlled by the opponent, it is not completely led by the opponent, and will always quietly break the opponent's offensive rhythm, which is why the Spaniard has not scored for ten minutes.

Tang Bo smiled, and the answer in his heart was almost out, he stepped forward and stood in the middle of the two teams and spread his hands, signaling to stop.

"Okay, okay, although the game is supposed to be won by three goals, but you have been deadlocked for fifteen minutes, I think, this contest will end in a draw first, and then when you have a chance, you will try again, what do you think?

Mayoral did not speak.

Obviously, he knows that Tang Bo is giving him face, he is a star, although he is not a first-line superstar, but he is also a rising star who has been famous for two or three years, and he is indeed tied with other amateur players who have just come of age, even if he continues to play and win, there is nothing worth showing off.

So he chose to end in a draw, and although Mayoral was unwilling in his heart, he had to accept it.

"That's what Mr. Don said!" Mayoral nodded, "Today's game was very interesting, and I really hope to play against you again next time." ”

"Very welcome!" Tang Bo smiled, "Then, we won't send it!"

Mayoral greeted politely and nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Tang, for forgiving us for being rude and disturbing your training!"

Mayoral was about to leave, and when he walked to Ouyang Qingfeng's side, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised, and the smiling face on his beard made Ouyang Qingfeng a little unpredictable.

"You're amazing!" Mayoral said to Ouyang Qingfeng with an appreciative tone.

"You're not bad!" Although there is still a gap between him and Peter, Ouyang Qingfeng also feels that this is a very powerful character.

"I'm glad to have an opponent like you in the future!" Mayoral said.

After Ouyang Qingfeng heard this, his mouth curled and he smiled, "Why can't they be friends." ”

Mayoral did not speak, suddenly laughed, he left the court, turned his back to everyone behind him, and waved. (To be continued.) )