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Ronaldo approached Ouyang Qingfeng with the ball, he didn't intend to end there, the game time was not much, but it was enough for him to organize an offensive round. Fire?Ran?Text?? ??? ．?

Ronaldo's superb dribbling skills were vividly displayed at Ronaldo's feet, and his actions made many people puzzled.

Obviously, he is in charge of winning the game, why does he have to take this risk at this time!

Since the other party has chosen him, Ouyang Qingfeng, as a militant, how can he not respect the opponent's decision, and the two of them have come to each other in the blink of an eye.

The swing of the feint made Ronaldo's body sway back and forth, which was so wonderful that the audience was almost deceived by the feint, but it couldn't shake Ouyang Qingfeng, and Ouyang Qingfeng snatched the ball at Ronaldo's feet.

The audience was surprised and exclaimed: Wow!

At the moment when Ouyang Qingfeng won the ball, he saw the smile on the corner of Ronaldo's mouth, and he felt that this ball was not completely won by himself, but Cristiano Ronaldo intentionally or unintentionally let himself.

But Mongla sensed that something was wrong at the first time, how could Ronaldo's level make such a low-level mistake, took a deep breath, and sighed, "This guy is actually here for Ouyang!"

Ouyang Qingfeng took the ball and pulled it back a little to keep a distance from Ronaldo.

But Ronaldo doesn't want to let you pull away from the position so easily, pressing step by step, Ouyang Qingfeng retreated again and again, steady and steady, it can be said that he is camping step by step.

"Come on, let me see the Thousand Illusions!" Ronaldo said again.

Ouyang Qingfeng smiled and shook his head, "Thousand Illusions......?" Since you want to see it, then I will promise you! Who called you my idol!"

What an inspirational story it is to be able to compete with your idol on the green field one day.

Ouyang Qingfeng strode back, maintaining a distance of about three or four meters from Ronaldo, and then, the pace under his feet was illusory, and he walked towards Ronaldo with the ball, all the feints were in the pace, Ibusoya was at his peak back then, with this trick, he abused the young Ronaldo not lightly, although it has been ten years, but he has always had a mustard in his heart.

Today, he wants to prove that the strength he has worked hard for many years is not lost to the Thousand Illusions Trace.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, looking at everything in the field, this Ouyang Qingfeng is planning to go head-to-head with Ronaldo!

Everyone thinks that the strength of the two people is very different, how can it be a 1v1 thing?

Could it be that Ouyang Qingfeng's head was caught in the door, or he was kicked by a donkey, or he has never performed in the national team, and now he wants to take this opportunity to show himself?

But even if you want to perform, you shouldn't look for Ronaldo, he is the strongest god-level combat power in Real Madrid!

However, how could Ouyang Qingfeng pay attention to other people's words and eyes, he took it completely seriously at this time, since it was Ronaldo's request, and it was a trick between masters, he could not be half-hearted.

Ouyang Qingfeng's movements were virtual and real, making it impossible to figure out the direction at all.

His shoulders were tilted left and right, and his pace was even more dazzling, seeing that such a magical stunt appeared on the green field again, the corners of Ronaldo's mouth raised, and at the moment when he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, he completed all the judgments of the Thousand Illusions.

In just a blink of an eye, Ronaldo had already seen the flaw of the Thousand Illusions, and as soon as his left foot came out, he directly poked the ball out of Ouyang Qingfeng's feet.

The Real Madrid players were overjoyed, this Ronaldo deserved to be a god-level player, and he ended Ouyang Qingfeng's attack in a blink of an eye. Although the Mystery of a Thousand Illusions is unfathomable, it is no longer a threat to Cristiano Ronaldo, who is extremely powerful and experienced.

Ronaldo looked proudly at Ouyang Qingfeng in front of him, as if to say to him, "You lost".

Ouyang Qingfeng did not respond, but used his body to tell his opponent that the story was not over.

After being cleared by Ronaldo, Ouyang Qingfeng reacted quickly and once again controlled the ball at his feet, he didn't plan to entangle with Ronaldo at this time, because there was not much time in the game, and he couldn't help himself from being willful for three minutes.

Ronaldo's heart knot is just a thousand illusions, and now help him untie it.

In fact, Ouyang Qingfeng was still a little unhappy in his heart, because this Thousand Illusions Mystery Trace was already an outdated trick that he didn't use, if he faced the Mystery Step, whether it was the first move or the second momentum, with Ronaldo's action just now, he couldn't stop himself.

After getting the ball, Ouyang Qingfeng started to counterattack from the side, Liu Junmin was already waiting for him in the front court, only to see Ouyang Qingfeng pass the ball to Liu Junmin's feet with a cross.

"Let's go!"

Liu Junmin dribbled the ball and kept getting closer, Real Madrid's defenders were not vegetarians, how could he let him attack unscrupulously, so he sent two generals to intercept, although Liu Junmin was strong, but in the face of the two masters was still a little helpless, just when he used his speed to get rid of a person, the other followed closely to his side, completely leaving him with no room to attack freely.

"Give it to me!"

I don't know when, Wang Jiajia, who has been inactive, appeared.

Although he hated Ouyang Qingfeng, it was a critical juncture, and he had to put aside his personal grievances first.

Wang Jiajia took Liu Junmin's pass, continuously dribbled the ball to break through the defense, the god-level combat effectiveness was really extraordinary, the two Real Madrid players were placed away without any suspense, Zhao Renyao responded to cooperate, Wang Jiajia and Zhao Renyao had an excellent tacit understanding, and shook again and again, Zhao Renyao inserted the opponent on the side and then inserted away the opponent, Sima Hao cut into the infield in an excellent position, Wang Jiajia then stuffed the ball in, and the ball crossed between the two Real Madrid players and fell at the feet of Sima Hao!

"Shoot!"

Sima Hao got the ball, and he didn't judge the surrounding situation at all.

As early as a second before he got the ball, he had observed and analyzed, and no one could have the reaction and speed to block his shot at this time.

The white dragon sings and the dragon plays in the water.

This is one of Sima Hao's most successful moves, one goal is enough to calm the opponent!

He had done speed and strength tests, and the power of the White Dragon Yin was comparable to the impact of a vehicle with a speed of one hundred and thirty miles.

Sima Hao swings his legs, and the white dragon has become.

"How naïve!"

A contemptuous laugh suddenly appeared in Sima Hao's ears.

Everyone also heard this voice clearly, Sima Hao was stunned at the time, and secretly said in his heart, "Oh no!"

He did a lot of calculations, but he always missed a step.

Forget that there is still a demon called Monla in Real Madrid, others may not have such a reaction and speed, but Monla is different, this demon itself cannot be crossed by normal humans.

The huge body stopped sideways in front of Sima Hao.

The original white dragon lost the power to soar and fly, and the corners of Monla's mouth raised, and with the coercion like a demon god, he began to slowly crush the white dragon. His body suddenly moved, and he grabbed Sima Hao's ball flexibly at his feet, and Sima Hao, who had already been prepared, did not expect this Mengla to be so agile, and he was still half a beat late.

The ball fell at the feet of Monla!

He doesn't care if Ronaldo and Ouyang Qingfeng have any troubles or any ulterior secrets between them, good or bad, he doesn't want to guess anymore! The ball is at his feet, at least for now, Mongla wants to end this game completely.

He pushed the ball, without letting Sima Hao have time to react, and he was merciless in the face of Zhao Renyao.

The three Chinese team players were easily gotten rid of Mongla, Wang Jiajia personally forced to rob, in the face of god-level combat effectiveness, Mongla's aura was unleashed, and Wang Jiajia collided together, the two were stalemate for a while, and no one took the advantage.

Wang Jiajia was a little surprised, he was a god, and this kid was just a supernova, how could he tie with himself, it must be a fluke, Wang Jiajia, who did not believe in evil, once again launched an attack on Mongla, and was bound to regain possession.

The two were entangled again, but in the blink of an eye, Wang Jiajia was defeated, and just this time, Meng La could no longer retain his strength.

"God-level, heh......" (To be continued.) )

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