The Midfield Master

Imolebi wanted to catch up with Huang Yifei, but Huang's speed was a bit too fast for him.

Imolebi could only look at Huang Yifei’s back, but fortunately, Spade and others saw Huang Yifei dribbling the ball and several people immediately grabbed Huang Yifei. Huang Yifei surrounded at least 4 people in front of Huang Yifei. If you want to use the Marseille maneuver, there is no way to do it.

Are you surrounded? Huang Yifei is also a bit bitter. These guys seem to have made up their minds in order to prevent him from scoring goals.

But the football is round, and Huang Yifei's toe is lightly picked, and the ball flies from the ground. He passed Spade's head and landed directly at Emerson's feet firmly.

Emerson did not expect Huang Yifei to suddenly pick a pass to him. It seems that when the ball fell from the sky, Emerson was shocked, but because Huang Yifei had seen Emerson’s position before the pass, the ball seemed to be long. He closed his eyes and stopped on his feet.

Emerson could say that he stopped the ball without moving.

But Emerson also reacted immediately, and now Imolebi and others are surrounded by Huang Yifei, the defense can be said to be very empty.

Emerson immediately started to accelerate and wanted to break through from the sideline.

"Successful." Imolebi cursed in his heart. He and others wanted to defend Huang Yifei, but made his defense become extremely empty.

Emerson is directly speeding to defend his defender at this time. Emerson feels that he is possessed by Henry at this moment. After passing through the people cleanly, he can be said to be a Pingchuan.

Emerson just wanted to speed up again and catch up with the ball. As long as he catches up with the ball, he can immediately raise his foot and shoot, as if the goal is in front of Emerson.

But Emerson found helplessly. The ball was kicked so far by Emerson because it was too hard just now.

Even if Emerson wanted to chase the ball desperately, but his speed was limited, he could only watch the ball go out of the baseline. This time the offensive opportunity was wasted by himself again.

Fortunately, this Emerson is unreliable, otherwise he will be scored just now, Spade said to Imolebi with a sigh of relief.

"Otherwise, let's apologize to the Chinese," Spade said cautiously. I feel that the Chinese will score a goal sooner or later.

"Spade, how do I say hello." Imolebi sighed, with an expression of hatred for iron and steel. It was you who provoked, and now it is you who are subdued. How can you become a character like you? Excellent professional athlete.

"We haven't lost yet, we still have a ball that hasn't been scored, we can win!" Inmoraiby said.

Although Immorabi used a very inspirational tone, Spade always felt something weird. We still have a ball that hasn't been scored? Can we win?

"Is this playing normally?"

At this moment Spade was in deep thought.

The goalkeeper also understood the tactics of delaying time. After picking up the ball, he placed it on the goal line for 10 seconds before kicking off. At this time, 5 minutes have passed since 10 minutes.

Delaying tactics always have a miraculous effect, at least it can delay the speed at which you are scored.

After the goalkeeper took the ball, White also launched an aggressive press. In order to make up for his previous poor performance, Emerson was very aggressive and aggressive.

Finally, when Imoleby passed back to the full-back, Emerson suddenly scored from the center and grabbed the ball with a sliding shovel. The sliding shovel directly shoveled all the turf. It can be seen that it is very fierce.

After getting the ball, it is strange that the people around did not defend him, but instead surrounded Huang Yifei, who did not have the ball.

"Damn, look down on me so much." Emerson was very angry.

I vowed to make good use of my performance to let them know that I am not a vegetarian.

"Emmerson, watch out for the back" At this moment, Imolebi suddenly attacked from behind Emerson, trying to steal Emerson's ball.

Imoleby was very fast. He tipped the ball away from Emerson's foot bucket from behind, and the ball flew in the direction of Huang Yifei unbiased.

Imolebi was just proud of his successful sneak attack, but saw the ball flying in the direction Huang Yifei was in, and his face suddenly became even uglier than Bitter Gourd.

"I might as well stop stabbing." Imolebi was extremely painful at the moment.

Huang Yifei moved and rushed out of the encirclement formed by Spade as soon as he accelerated. Spade and others also reacted immediately and chased Huang Yifei's back.

But it was too late. Huang Yifei took the lead in getting the ball. At the moment, most of the defense line was behind Huang Yifei. There was only one rear defender in front of Huang Yifei. It was a clean Marseille maneuver, and the defender had no temper.

Huang Yifei still chooses to push the dead corner, and the goalkeeper has no chance to resist. Watching the ball enter the net.

3 goals reached!

"Oh, no" When Spade watched Huang Yifei's feet, he couldn't help but knelt down in pain to hide his face. This was the worst kick since he was a child.

In just 5 minutes, my team was fully defensive, but the Chinese player in front of me, like a **** descending into the world, unstoppably kicked them a 3-0. They used to say that football is a game of one person. Now It seems.

Spade was already suspicious of this sentence. He felt that even if he gathered 11 people to kick Huang Yifei, he would not be Huang Yifei's opponent.

Imoleby stuck his waist and lowered his head. Imolebi had never suffered such a blow.

Since I was young, when I started playing football, everyone said that he was a genius and would become the next zebra prince, but the Chinese in front of him, who seemed to be no more than a few years older than himself, could already do his best. They crushed their entire team on their own.

"Sorry, I was wrong, I apologize to you" Imola first walked to Huang Yifei and lowered his head, and said this sincerely.

"Hey, do you know you can't look down on people now?" Emerson stood behind Huang Yifei now, adding fuel and jealousy, but Imolebi didn't have the strength or the mood to talk back. He just wanted to relax now.

My performance in the junior team is really nothing. The Chinese player in front of me may not be a famous player, but he can be like this.

Imolebi didn't even have the confidence to be able to reach Huang Yifei's level when he was at Huang Yifei's age.