The Midfield Master

Imolebi's speed and body can be regarded as a crushing existence on these people of similar age, but when he meets Huang Yifei, it can only be said that he is still a little worse.

Huang Yifei snatched the football cleanly and then rushed forward.

Edson saw Huang Yifei steal, and immediately ran forward.

"Hey here, I am here. Edson shouted from the wing." Edson's speed is still superior among his peers, so Edson plays the position of a winger.

Huang Yifei, who opened the Eye of God system, naturally saw Edson's position, and if he passed it, it would be a penetrating ball. But now Huang Yifei wants to do it alone. Usually, he is willing to make green leaves when he is in the game. Is there a chance to abuse vegetables? It's a bit unreasonable not to be safflower.

Huang Yifei continued to carry the ball forward, Pesd quickly stepped forward to steal, Huang Yifei sneered at the corner of his mouth. A clean Marseille maneuver will make Pesde's life clean, even Hofflind, Park Jixing can not completely prevent the Marseille maneuver. Pest is naturally the only fate that has been passed.

"Let's go together!" The two guards of Immorebi looked at each other when they saw it. It seemed that they could only fight side by side to prevent Huang Yifei, so the two attacked from the left and the right to Huang Yifei.

But it was still a step too late. Huang Yifei spotted the gap between the two, pushing the ball and accelerating, passing through the gap where the two had not yet closed, and directly ate the defender with his own speed and explosive power.

This is the feeling of using speed, which is cool. Although the feeling of bullying the kid is not particularly good, it can experience unprecedented pleasure.

Because the two people didn't have time to brake, they ran into each other directly, sitting on the floor and clutching their heads, very painful.

At this time, in front of Huang Yifei except for the goalkeeper, there was only one central defender. The central defender was obviously frightened. He was motionless in the same place. Huang Yifei didn't even use the Marseille maneuvers this time. He just passed the ball with just one stroke .

Then facing the goalkeeper single-handedly, he calmly pushed the dead corner, although the speed of the ball was not very fast, because Huang Yifei deliberately controlled his strength in order to prevent himself from losing the ball. In the eyes of adult professional goalkeepers, this ball speed can be said to be very slow. But the 10-year-old goalkeeper was unable to make a save, and the ball entered the goal again.

In just one minute, Huang Yifei scored twice!

Edson went crazy and ran to Huang Yifei to hug Huang Yifei.

"You are too awesome, you must be a professional player, but I don't know which team you belong to, teach me how to play!"

Huang Yifei's performance just now was dazzling. A simple action intercepted Imolebi, who they had been helpless, and then even three people faced the goalkeeper and scored. It was like a single person against the opposing team. There is only one possibility for performance, this man must be a professional player!

Edson is very excited!

"Pest, we all apologize to the Chinese for what you did well."

The two boys who had collided with each other just gritted their teeth and complained to Pest. It was originally Pesd's own thing that had to be tied to his team. Now they just wanted to press Pesd on the floor and give it a beat.

"It's useless to say these now!" Imolebi also returned to his own half, and his heart was very desperate, but he still had to pretend to be very calm. It seems that this Chinese is really Professional players. From the burst shot just now to the dragon shot just now. Non-professional players really can't do this.

"Why are there such strong professional players in China, how come I don't know" Pesde muttered.

"Pest, are you a pig? Although we are invincible in the junior competition, don't you really think that you can play against the adult team?

"Next, let's set the bus, as long as he doesn't let him score the third goal," Imoleby said helplessly.

"Put the bus!" Pesde was very ashamed. Normally, this is the most shameful behavior of their opponents. Because they are a strong team, the opponent will play the bus very badly. So Perez just Often laughed at the teams that put on the bus.

"Coward!"

Now it's his turn to do this kind of thing, and there is still a Chinese player on the opposite side, because one person, the whole team is in the bus.

"What else do you want? If you think you can prevent him alone, you should guard against him. I have no objection." Imoleby cursed Edson dejectedly.

"Okay\" Perez nodded reluctantly. Then quickly retracted the formation.

Robben watched the actions of Imoleby and the others, knowing that they were going to put the bus next, but in the face of absolute power difference, is it really useful to put the bus?

Robben continued to watch the game with great interest.

It was Imolebi who kicked off again. This time Pested did not pass the ball to Imolebi, but passed the ball back to the defender, and then the defender passed the ball to another defender. They are ready to stall in the backcourt.

Emerson also noticed it, and immediately greeted his teammates to grab the ball.

"It's shameful that they want to delay time. Everyone hurry up and grab the ball! The Chinese will score!"

Emerson’s words directly ignited the white team’s desire to grab. Even the defender pressed forward a little at this time and wanted to grab the football, but it was this pressure that made Imolebi Found an opportunity.

At this moment, Imolebi suddenly jumped forward, and Pesto, who was holding the ball at this moment, also found the opportunity, and immediately passed a big foot to Imolebi in the frontcourt. This is the tactics and tactics they have practiced for many years. Tacit understanding.

But the ball Pesde passed a little farther, and Imolebi had to run a distance to get the ball.

This also gave Huang Yifei a plane meeting. Huang Yifei, who had been on the radar chart, had noticed Imolebi's running position. When Imolebi accelerated, Huang Yifei also accelerated, because the two people were about the same distance from the ball. For the sake of.

Huang Yifei finally hit the ball before Imolebi, ending Imolebi's attack this time.

Imolebi’s heart thumped at this time and finally let Huang Yifei get the ball. This is normal, because even if he is in the backcourt, he will still be intercepted. Huang Yifei will definitely get the ball. Desperately able to defend, let Huang Yifei not score a third goal.

Imolebi took a deep breath and ran towards Huang Yifei who was holding the ball. The anti-grab on the spot started.