big mouth ball king

Chapter 272 African Speed ​​PK Asian Speed
UI.

The same is true on the football field. Although many people like to watch exquisite techniques, the pleasure brought by speed is sometimes stronger.

When Martins showed his speed on the wing, Shearer stood up and said, "Over, over."

Schultz held down Martins, and he was one position ahead, but he saw Martins catch up with him and achieve a lead.

"Schultz fell, Martins was so fast."

The Nigerian hit Cologne's defense with his speed against the sky. After passing Schulz, Matip's defense was also flashed. This time he could only use a foul to stop Martins from advancing.

yellow card!

The referee raised his yellow card high.

Stevens is depressed, this is not going to work. Although Martins has not scored yet, he gave Cologne two yellow cards. His speed is so fast.

Tang Zhenglong's speed is 82, which is considered fast, but Martins' speed is estimated to be above 90.

If you want to be famous, you have to compete with strong opponents. Tang Zhenglong thought, "If I use my speed to overwhelm Martins, who will dare to say that I run slowly?"

"Haha."

"System, use a speed skill."

"200 points for 10 attributes, 10 minutes."

"Ten minutes is enough."

The speed is 82 plus 10 points bought temporarily, that is 92.

"System, I should be faster than Martins, right?"

"..."

When the system didn't answer, Tang Zhenglong suddenly felt that it might be cool. Could it be that 92 couldn't hold down the speed of Martins? Then...

"too fast."

This time it was Duff who drew Shearer's approval.

Newcastle's two forwards used their speed to mess up Cologne's defense.

"Can anyone in Cologne stop Newcastle? I don't think so."

Martins faced Schultz again. The Nigerian was rougher this time, and he didn't even bother to do fake moves, because Schultz already had a yellow card on him. If he made a move, he would get a red card.

Sure enough, Schultz let go of the symbolic resistance, and Martins overtook the car. At this moment, someone overtook Schultz again.

"My God, I was passed twice?"

"No, it's my own to look at the jersey."

A closer look is Tang Zhenglong.

"Damn, Tang also came to me, play with me."

Martins was ready to shoot after passing all the players in Cologne. At this moment, he felt a chill behind him, wheezing, wheezing, as if someone was catching up.

"Anyone else in Cologne can catch up to me, are you kidding?"

Martins turned his head and saw that someone was really catching up. It was the Chinese who was fighting with Newcastle players in the player tunnel.

"It's so fast." Martins was a little taken aback.

But although it is fast, it is impossible to catch up with itself.

"Ah, the system, play with me, it's already 92, and I can't catch up."

"Be careful."

"Xiaoxin, your size, my name is Zhenglong."

"I said be careful, not Crayon Shin-chan."

"what?"

"what!!"

Martins slammed on the brakes, and Tang Zhenglong rear-ended, which was not a light hit.

The female commentator of Sky Sports was stunned for a while, "I read that right, did you just rear-end?"

After a short moment of astonishment, Morgan and Hiller were both happy.

"This is the first time I have seen a "car accident" on the court."

Both Tang Zhenglong and Martins yelled on the court. It hurt a lot. The referee gave Tang Zhenglong a yellow card, and he was solely responsible for it.

"Why did you give me a yellow card?"

"Haven't you learned to drive? You rear-ended."

"It's him who slams the brakes, it's none of my business."

This is a bit unreasonable, the referee ignored Tang Zhenglong.

Although Martins was hit, he reached out his hand to Tang Zhenglong who was sitting on the ground, "You run really fast."

"Haha, speed is my biggest characteristic. I was going to be a sprinter."

"You can."

"Actually, if we start at the same time, then I should be faster than you."

puff.

This chuckle was a bit embarrassing, obviously Martins felt that Tang Zhenglong was talking nonsense, it was fast, but it was impossible to be faster than me.

"What? You don't believe it?"

Martins patted Tang Zhenglong on the shoulder, "Let's have a chance to compete after the game."

This is an understatement, Tang Zhenglong was upset, "Why do I have to be faster than you on the court after the game?"

Tang Zhenglong ran to Schultz, "Matia."

"I'm in a bad mood now. If you're here to laugh at me, then I advise you not to open your mouth."

"No, I want you to give me the seat."

"Give it to you?" Schultz was taken aback, "You mean you're going to defend Martins?"

"Correct."

Schultz laughed, "Don, you finally woke up."

"Wake up to what?"

"You finally understand that you are not suitable for playing as a striker, but as a midfielder. I believe you will become a great midfielder."

Tang Zhenglong's face turned green.

lower back?Still great?Can the words midfielder and greatness be linked?

"You talk a lot of nonsense, just go to the midfielder position and just stand still. I don't expect much from you."

cut.

Martins took the ball and ran forward. At first he thought that Tang Zhenglong was running in the wrong position. It took him a while to realize that Tang Zhenglong was deliberately standing in the midfielder position.

"Haha, interesting."

Martins seemed to want to compare his speed with Tang Zhenglong on purpose. He kicked the ball with his left foot, and then stepped forward a few strides to maximize his speed.

As soon as this kind of movement came out, the fool could see it, it was speed and passion, Tang Zhenglong turned around and immediately caught up.

The two began to compete for speed.

"Am I watching the Olympics? These two are really fast."

"Asian speed vs. African speed."

Usually in the league, if Martins accelerates 20 meters, he will definitely get rid of his opponent, but this time it is different. After 20 meters, Tang Zhenglong still followed Martins tightly.

The rest of the two teams, including the head coach, stared, seeming to have forgotten that this was actually a football match.

The fans are like watching a horse race, the adrenaline soars. It has to be said that human beings have a natural fascination with speed, which may be the reason why F1 games are so valuable.

Just when everyone thought that the two would not be able to tell the winner, an accident happened, and Martins suddenly started hopping on one foot.

Newcastle manager Glenn Roedel felt as if he had been slapped unexpectedly, and he knew all too well that it was a strain.

Shearer didn't know what to say, "I can't believe that this wonderful speed PK ended with a strain."

Seeing that the opponent's most powerful striker died, the Cologne players surrounded Tang Zhenglong one after another, "Haha, Tang, you succeeded."

"What do you mean I have succeeded?"

"Isn't this your trick? Get your opponent down."

"I really don't, I just want to PK speed with him."

"Stop talking, we all understand."

Looking at the meaningful smiles of his teammates, Tang Zhenglong thought to himself: "I understand your size!"

(End of this chapter)