The Midfield Master

Van Persie turned his head and saw a Chinese who looked like a Chinese but looked at him with a very distinct facial features.

"A Chinese who actually provoked himself?"

Van Persie asked inwardly.

"This is really an incredible thing"

"It's always me Van Persie to provoke others, no one else to provoke me Van Persie."

Van Persie thought to himself.

At this time, Huang Yifei didn't know how he came out. As an athlete, when Huang Yifei faced such a strong opponent, perhaps it was because of his strong desire to confront and desire to survive that Huang Yifei suddenly appeared?

"You mean, do you want to compare with me whose ball feel is okay?"

Van Persie turned his head, took a few steps forward, pulled in the distance from Huang Yifei, and then stared at Huang Yifei's face for a while.

Suddenly there was a soft laugh.

"It turned out to be you, but I want to make gestures with you too!"

This sentence was spoken very quietly, only Huang Yifei heard it.

"Does this person know who I am! Huang Yifei was shocked. Huang Yifei originally planned to pretend to be a pig and eat tigers, but since Van Persie knows that he is also a professional player, his plan to pretend to be a pig and eat tigers cannot be implemented.

Van Persie knew Huang Yifei. This face, Van Persie was very impressed. The Champions League game made Van Persie look passionate.

But he is not afraid of Huang Yifei because of this, because Van Persie believes that even if he plays, he can do better than Huang Yifei at least to the same level as Huang Yifei.

"So, how do you compare to me?"

Van Persie stepped back and said to Huang Yifei, his voice was very loud, and he heard everything else on the turf, and a crowd of people gradually surrounded him.

After all, watching the excitement is not too big a problem, and this game is actually a competition of football skills.

Huang Yifei smiled, "How do you compare, you remember how you evaluated the boy who was hit by your ball, yes, we are better than this!"

"You mean, catch the ball with your back facing the direction of the ball?"

Van Persie's face is also a bit ugly at this moment. If there is no reminder, he would never know Huang Yiqiu's ball speed or Huang Yifei's habit of free throws.

In short, this is no different from Mongolia.

"Yes, we can invite any three people on this field to play this ball, of course, we can also play it ourselves."

"How about it, do you want to compete!"

"Ah, this is very difficult even for Van Persie."

"Really when I can listen to the voice to tell the position!"

At this moment, Van Persie also has some regrets that he used such a nonsense method.

But Van Persie's next challenge decisively, after all, everyone around him is watching, if he refuses it.

It will definitely be pointed out by people around you.

What Van Persie said just now is just like farting.

"Okay, I promise you, who will play the first ball, you choose yourself!"

After talking about Van Persie, he walked about 30 meters away from Huang Yifei, then turned his back to wait for the ball.

Even if I can't see the ball behind, but the Chinese can see it?

This thing still has to involve his own sense of the ball, Van Persie does not believe in a Chinese: the sense of the ball is stronger than himself.

As for why Huang Yifei chose a challenge method that seems to be a tense spectrum.

Then I'm going to ask Xiaolan.

Huang Yifei, who has a small blue, is like opening a hanger for the direction of the ball on the court.

Don't say it was turned over, even if Huang Yifei blindfolded his eyes, he could be prepared to judge the position of the ball on the court.

So Van Persie will definitely lose this one, and see Van Persie's unruly clothes.

And Huang Yifei's desire to defeat Van Persie is even stronger.

But Huang Yifei chose the kid who was hit by Van Persie's ball for the first goal.

It can be seen that the kid is still dissatisfied with Van Persie, mainly because Van Persie mocks the football he has been working hard for.

In fact, the injury is not a big deal at all. Even if a football player is injured in his private part, it is not a big deal.

My own efforts have been denied and no one is happy to change.

So the little boy came up, facing Van Persie who was 30 meters away.

This time he wants to let this guy know that he can't just murder others in the future.

There was no referee, no whistle, and the little boy kicked the ball out on a run-up.

The speed of the ball is very fast, maybe I want to express some of my anger in the speed of the ball.

Van Persie didn't react at all, he was hit directly in the back.

People now begin to whisper.

"This person seemed to laugh at that little boy just now, and now he is ready to not catch the ball. I feel a little funny."

"Yeah! Call him to know how to pretend!"

Van Persie's face was now flushed to the base of his neck, and he wanted to find a hole to penetrate it.

But the game is not over yet, and he believes Huang Yifei can't do this in training.

"Hey, it's you!" Van Persie yelled to Huang Yifei!

"Okay! This ball, presumably you have to take the penalty yourself!"

Huang Yifei also stood obediently at a distance of about 30 meters from Van Persie.

But the system has already been turned on, and his cheats have been turned on.

Huang Yifei knows all about Van Persie’s movements on the field and where the ball is now.

Now as long as you concentrate, this game is not difficult for Huang Yifei at all.

At this moment Van Persie walked to the place where he was supposed to hit the ball, his expression suddenly became serious.

He must score this ball, otherwise it will be a joke

Van Persie's serious expression at this time also returned his desperate degree. Sometimes Van Persie would not be so serious on the court.

But this serious look quickly disappeared, replaced by fierceness and self-confidence.

Van Persie moved, about a 10-meter run-up.

With such a long run-up, the ball must be shot out vigorously.

Huang Yifei just probed the strength of this Van Persie, and Van Persie was surprisingly high in terms of physical fitness and shooting value.

This almost shows that Van Persie is a scoring machine.

So for the football shot by Van Persie, Huang Yifei's heart is also staring at his own mind.

Although there is radar. But the ball speed is too fast.

You can only prepare in advance!

The ball came so hard, you can't see how the ball appeared in front of you at all.

As if in the blink of an eye, the ball had already arrived in front of you!