Chapter 685 Like it, you play well

Class 11 scored, so Class 11 serve, Liu Zhichao directly passed the ball to Li Yong, and Li Yong rushed with the ball,

Not to mention that Li Yong's figure looks very much like Cristiano Ronaldo in the football star. If he trims his hair, it will be more similar. His speed is fast and his skills are accurate, especially he can predict. Just now, if he didn't predict Song Qiang's interception, he might have shot with his feet.

And the final result was that Song Qiang kicked the ball out, but he predicted Song Qiang's landing point and gently kicked the ball with his foot, letting the ball move forward slowly, making Song Qiang, who jumped in front of him, vomit blood angrily.

This is Li Kuan Yeu against Sun Chengpeng, Qiao Yonglei against Song Qiang, Qiao Yifei against Qiu Bin, Liu Zhichao against Jiang Guogang, Li Yong led the ball all the way, and the whole Class 11 promoted the situation, while Ye Bihuang was ignored by everyone in Class 11 and 12. Yes, ignored,

Sun Chengpeng may not be impatient with the current backward situation. A football that was wrongly prepared to go to Qiangduo Li Yong's feet was swayed by the other party's fake move. At the same time, Li Guangyao received the ball with a pass.

The people in Class 11 seemed to have received a new number. Lee Kuan Yew rushed with the ball, and the rest of them abandoned their opponents and followed all the way.

Lee Kuan Yew roared in a low voice, with a fast speed and fierce movements under his feet. Although Jiang Guogang caught up with Lee Kuan Yew, he could also poke the ball, but he did not dare. Lee Kuan Yew was also a famous violent person in the school, and a fierce man who had fought against the handle. Now with such a fierce momentum, it is estimated that few in the whole school dared to grab the ball head-on. Yes,

While he was hesitating, all the players in the court approached the goal of Class 12,

"No." Song Qiang weakly shouted,

Just as all the students in Class 12 felt desperate, a dark shadow flashed. Lee Kuan Yew's momentum was unloaded, and the ball under his feet disappeared.

"Damn it." Li Guangyao shouted and scolded. He turned his head and looked at it, but he stopped talking. It was Ye Bihuang,

I saw that he was so fast that he had passed half-time at this moment,

"Chase me." Li Yong shouted loudly that he was good at speed. Liu Zhichao took a step ahead. At the same time, the two of them tried their best to catch up with Ye Bihuang. Unfortunately, the two two heroes, known as speed, lost today. In any case, they could not catch up with Ye Bihuang.

Ye Bihuang walked to the door, gently hooked the ball, and the ball scored,

Everyone stared at Ye Bihuang in a daze. Li Yong stepped forward and patted Ye Bihuang on the shoulder: "Damn it, Bihuang, you are awesome. It's really fast."

Ye Bihuang touched his nose and smiled, "It's okay. Also, don't put your sweaty hands on my shoulder. It's very hot."

"Oh, good" Li Yong pulled back his hand in an instant. He was still a little afraid of Ye Bihuang. Who doesn't know the other party's prestige. Yang Ziming, the master of the fierce fight, went to the hospital, and fell into a situation of no leaders in the school. Now it's a hundred schools,

But even if it's a hundred schools of thought, you've seen which gangster is looking for Ye Bihuang's trouble. Ye Bihuang doesn't want to be the boss, otherwise he will be the number one violent hegemon in the school,

Ye Bihuang smiled and said, "You didn't want me just now. I made you regret it. There is still a good show below."

Qiao Yonglei smiled and said, "Just brag about you. You were lucky just now. I know that you can't compare with him"

"I" Lee Kuan Yeu just wanted to speak, and Ye Bihuang slapped him on the shoulder,

"Since you say so, let's speak with strength." Ye Bihuang said with a faint smile,

"Ye Bihuang, you play football well." Sun Chengpeng and Ye Bihuang slapped, and his face was full of smiles. Jiang Guogang and others also gave Ye Bihuang a thumbs up. Now they finally believed that Ye Bihuang was not an undercover agent,

"It's okay. I'm reluctant. They don't believe in my ball skills, so I let them eat it." Ye Bihuang glanced around. Just when he entered the court, he had scanned all the people who played on the court, copied all their football skills to himself, and then used the optimization skills to remove the essence of the dross. Now he is on the football field and does not completely rely on junior high school. Point technology, and don't rely on the little motor nerve when he was just reborn. After strengthening his skills, his endurance, speed, ball-taking skills, and overall view have all been qualitatively improved, not to mention that he can challenge five people alone,

Just say 5 to 5, as long as there is his team, he will never lose,

The new ball is serviced by Class 12. Jiang Guogang is in a leading position in Class 12, and his own skills are also good. Sun Chengpeng sent the request directly to him,

Jiang Guo just passed the human skill, but he shook away Qiao Yifei and Liu Zhichao,

Soon, Class 12 rushed to the door of Class 11, probably because the other party was entangled one after another. Li Yong, Li Guangyao, Qiao Yifei, Qiao Yonglei and Liu Zhichao had already set up their formations and waited at the door.

The football goal was originally small, and the five boys were strictly guarded, so they didn't have a chance to play the ball. If they shot rashly, the final result must be to lose the ball.

"Remember to give me the ball." Ye Bihuang passed by Jiang Guogang, whispered, and then quickly ran to one side. Qiao Yifei was defending in front of him. This guy looks like a bamboo pole with a good speed and is suitable for people's defense.

Ye Bihuang touched his nose, and Jiang Guogang took the ball with him. When he turned around, he only glanced at the situation around. In the end, he chose to believe Ye Bihuang, passed the ball with one foot, and the football crossed an arc and fell on Ye Bihuang's foot.

Ye Bihuang naturally received the ball accurately and added a drib. Qiao Yifei was not enough in front of him at all. Ye Bihuang did three fake movements back and forth with his extraordinary consciousness and physical quality. Qiao Yifei was directly fooled three times. The center of gravity of his body was lost at the last time, and his whole body fell to the ground. During this period, Ye Bihuang did not have any physical contact with him,

"Hey hey." Ye Bihuang smiled and took two steps forward with the ball. Qiao Yifei lost on this side, and there was just a gap for shooting the ball.

"Wh," Ye Bihuang raised his foot and volleyed. The ball glided against the ground, but it was as unimpeded as if it were in the air. He drilled into the goal in an instant,

"Damn it, Ye Bihuang, you are an animal, right? It's too fierce." Li Yong exclaimed that Ye Bihuang shook Qiao Yifei's action clearly just now. I'm afraid few people can do it in the World Cup when those three fake actions are put together,

That's the best action that can be done by combining the environment and the situation at that time. It is difficult for Li Yong to imagine that there is any other way to surpass Ye Bihuang's action just now.

However, what's more so, his kick just now was really amazing. The ball walking close to him and Qiao Yonglei just scratched his toes, which was as calculated in advance. It was really too accurate.

Ye Bihuang snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "How about it? Do you regret it? Are you surprised? Who drove me away just now?"

"Come again." Li Yong was very unconvinced, and Qiao Yonglei and Liu Zhichao also began to make a coax,

Ye Bihuang smiled and waved his hand and said, "No question." His indifferent and calm appearance is very in need of a beating. Li Yong and others hate him so much, but what can he do? That's the real level of others, and Ye Bihuang's fighting level is recognized. Lee Kuan Ye and he are still brothers. It's obvious who he really fights to help.

So, although Li Yong's group of people were very suffocated, they could only bury this idea deeply in their hearts,

"Damn it, the real person doesn't show his appearance." Jiang Guogang and Song Qiang surrounded Ye Bihuang one after the other, obviously treating him as a hero,

Ye Bihuang touched his nose and looked like a beating: "Low-key, low-key, I like to be a low-key person." He added to his heart, do things in a high profile,

"Hey hey, Ye Bihuang, your trick just now is so handsome. Teach me when you have time." Qiu Bin licked his face close to Ye Bihuang, a flattering look,

Ye Bihuang glanced at him contemptuously, reached out and patted his upturned belly: "Come on, you'd better lose weight to my point first, otherwise you will never learn."

"Hahahaha." Song Qiang, Jiang Guogang and Sun Chengpeng laughed, and Qiu Bin's little face was blue, white and red, which was obviously said to hurt his feet.

Ye Bihuang said, "If you still want to score, remember to pass the ball to me."

"No questions." Jiang Guogang did not hesitate this time and answered directly,

Just now, Class 12 scored and Class 12 serve. Jiang Guogang directly passed the ball to Ye Bihuang beside him. Ye Bihuang had such a strong skill that no one could stop him. He took the ball all the way. Lee Kuan Yew and Li Yong failed to take the ball from his feet in turn.

All the people's ball passing, empty mistakes and so on are used, and they will soon reach the opponent's goal,

Ye Bihuang gently hooked his foot and scored,

"Yeah~~" Sun Chengpeng shouted happily, and Ye Bihuang was used to touching his nose with an indifferent face,

In the next time, it became Ye Bihuang's performance time alone. For 30 minutes, Ye Bihuang scored 11 goals in a row. What a horrible number. Even if the players in Class 11 get the opportunity to attack, they will be taken away by Ye Bihuang who rushed over from nowhere. Class 11 is not at all. No chance to score,

"Ye Bihuang, you are so handsome." Qiu Bin was ready to hug Ye Bihuang with a chubby belly,

Ye Bihuang hurriedly pushed his big belly with one hand to prevent him from approaching, and said with a smile, "It's just so-so."

Class 12 was happy, and the players in Class 11 looked sad,

Li Yong shouted depressedly, "Ye Bihuang, you are too cruel. At least you are also from our Class 11. You play so hard, 11 balls, Shit."

Ye Bihuang laughed and said, "Now you know that you regret it. You just had a hard mouth. Who pushed me to Class 12? Now you want me to go back. Forget it."