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Liu Junxiong's brow gradually loosened, replaced by a light smile of disapproval. Fastest updates

I saw the corners of his mouth twitch, snorted coldly, and his body moved quickly in the direction of Monla.

At this time, Meng La did not stop, the king's spirit was released, and almost no one approached around, only he kept moving forward and Liu Junxiong kept pressing along the way.

This is destined to be a duel between two king-level figures.

Mongla roared, changing rapidly with the rhythm, and the work of his feet was fully displayed. Pulling, pushing, and shaking, all of them are vividly displayed by it at the feet of Monla.

But even so, in front of Liu Junxiong, whose strength has reached the genius level, it is still a little insufficient.

Liu Junxiong took advantage of the innate conditions to constantly press and press, and Mongla also stopped at the front of the penalty area.

He roared angrily and was about to force a breakthrough, when Neymar cut in.

"Give it to me!" Neymar offered for the ball.

Mongla did not hesitate, although he was irritable at this time, he did not lose his mind, he knocked back and directly gave the ball to Neymar, and Neymar hit the wall directly, Monla shook Liu Junxiong alone, received Neymar's cooperation with the ball, and successfully entered the penalty area.

It's too fast.

"Two to one!"

"Oops! He's in the penalty area! Quickly return to defense!" Zhu Jun shouted, quickly directing the personnel in the backfield to retreat and fill the position.

"Look at people!"

Liu Junxiong chased after him at the same time, constantly pressing towards Mongla.

Neymar also saw that the situation was not right, and any second of delay was likely to be surrounded by the opponent's people, so he couldn't help but make a very bold and risky decision, "Mongla, shoot quickly!"

"Shot?"

Many people are puzzled, this has just entered the penalty area, if you take two steps forward, it is the best distance and shooting angle, why choose to shoot in such a place?

When everyone was puzzled, Monla had just entered the penalty area, and he didn't choose to think about it again, and directly raised his foot and shot angrily.

A very quality shot headed towards the door of the Chinese super team.

Fight the White Tiger.

The force of the shot was completely beyond the power of humans, and a phantom beast appeared on the ball, and the white tiger more than three meters tall ran towards the goal like a moving chariot.

This goal, the Brazilian team looks bound to win.

"Don't underestimate our Chinese team too much!"

Before the voice fell, Mongla's face changed, only to see that his shot as fast as a tiger was actually intercepted, and in front of the ball was actually Jin Bin, who had entered the zone.

At this time, he was like a lion awakened, looking at Mongla with angry eyes.

"Zone! Mongla was shocked, he never expected that after leaving the stage of FK, he would once again see the zone in the Chinese players.

This also means that not only Gong Jizun and Wang Jingke, but also the guard in front of him has the same one-in-one lore skill zone.

With Zone's fanaticism and super strength, Kim Bin blocked Mongla's one-ball attack and was about to counterattack, when the referee blew the whistle for the first half of the game.

"It's so exciting, it's so exciting!" Ouyang Qingfeng was so excited to see it in the stands, and he wanted to rush up and compete with those people, but he knew that this was not the time for him to come forward, so he could only hide and watch quietly.

"It's amazing! Whether it's Meng La or Jin Bin, they have made too much progress in the past six months, and I really want to go down and catch up with them. Brothers, you have had a hard time in the past six months, haven't you?" "When I think that I have been living in dire training for the past six months, they must not be much better if they can make such a big improvement in strength.

As soon as half-time was over, they returned to their respective rest camps.

Along the way, talking and laughing, there was no sense of urgency that a big war was imminent.

The Brazilian team is the same, it seems that it is just a friendly match, and there is no force at all.

The head coach of Brazil looked at them like this, and felt a little unhappy in his heart, but he still muttered two sentences, "Don't think that this is just a friendly match and you can play casually, please respect football and respect yourself!"

No one else spoke, only Neymar smiled and said to the coach, "It's okay, coach, it's just a joke." Although this year's Chinese team is full of talents and its strength is not bad, it will not be our opponent, why are you so serious!"

"Even if it's not our opponent, we shouldn't be slack! According to the data analysis of the first half, we are just a little bit ahead of them, and if we continue like this, wouldn't we let the opponent lead by one goal first, and you will know to catch up?"

"Eh, it's okay Coach!" Neymar said with a smile as he looked indifferent.

In this Brazil, he is the absolute workhorse and the absolute king.

Mongla is strong, but he is still young after all. Neymar, who has no experience and rich experience in actual combat, can speak well.

The coach was so angry that he didn't want to deal with Neymar, and after he left, Neymar turned into a serious face and said to the others, "Give me a serious second half, don't lose on your own turf, I can't afford to lose this person!"

And in the lounge of the Chinese team.

Mr. X and the team leader have rearranged the order of appearance for the second half.

Big moves.

At the beginning of the second half, whenever there was a chance of a dead ball, they would replace three people, and it was the three facial paralyzed monsters who came on the field to replace them.

Many people are puzzled, and they haven't seen the strength of these three facial paralysis monsters, and this time it's too risky to replace them with three at the same time, although this is a friendly match, you don't have to spend so much money to train newcomers.

A lot of people are against it.

But Mr. X insisted on a substitution, and in desperation, Liu Junxiong could only compromise. After all, he is the main person in charge of this friendly match, and everything must be arranged and commanded by him.

And Ouyang Qingfeng, taking advantage of the fact that no one was here, secretly appeared on the green field of the comprehensive gymnasium, he stood on the stadium where the World Cup had been held, with his hands wide open, feeling the beauty of all this.

He seemed to hear his name being shouted by tens of thousands of spectators, and the boiling shouts made him shoot at the last moment. What a bloody and desirable picture this is.

Without waiting for the fantasy to end, Ouyang Qingfeng stepped on the ball and pushed it forward, and then began to shuttle back and forth on the uninhabited court.

He fantasized about having a series of people from the Brazilian team in front of him, and he started to shake past Monla, bypassed Namacri, and walked all the way, and the footsteps were vividly displayed, and this combination of kung fu football made him improve his strength again. He shook quickly, changing his pace, and the strange rhythm made it impossible for the opponent to keep up at all, he easily shook past Zhou Mingkai, faced the goal, and shot angrily without hesitation.

"Ouyang?" Suddenly, he heard a shout behind him.

He collected his foot, which was about to shoot, and disappeared in front of the goal.

Sima Hao rubbed his eyes, looked at the goal again, there was no figure in the empty space, he couldn't help but raise his mouth up, and snorted self-deprecatingly, "It's been too long since I saw that guy, so I'm hallucinating?"

At this time, Ouyang Qingfeng hid under the seat in the front row, leaned back against the billboard, and said to himself, "I'm sorry brother, I can't meet you before I become completely stronger, forgive me for my selfishness! You are too strong, I have no choice!"

After Sima Hao left, Ouyang Qingfeng returned to the top of the audience again. (To be continued.) )