stadium assassin

Chapter 243 Violent Arsenal

"How do you know he's going to catch, no, I mean how do you know he's going to get the ball here..."

Hearing Vieira's question, everyone on the field did not play football, but waited for Wang Qi's reply, and Wang Qi called Jiang Jing.

After all, Wang Qi's English is not good enough. After understanding the question, Wang Qi asked Jiang Jing to answer:

"It's very simple, because his technique is a straight ball passer, I guessed it when I trained with him just now.

As for where the ball will land, it's even simpler. I already knew when I passed the ball, and I've already thought about where it will land for him.

As long as he passes the ball directly, he will fly here ... it's as simple as that."

Yes, it's that simple, but whether it's Keown, Jackson, Seaman or Vieira, they are too shocked to speak.

If it was really like what Wang Qi said just now, then the goal was directly written by Wang Qi alone, and Jackson just followed Wang Qi's script.

Is it possible, is it impossible, he is just an Asian player, but if it is impossible, how can it explain that Wang Qi has already reached the point of landing just ahead of time.

Compared with when he was in the World Youth Championship and J-League, Wang Qi is no longer just a person who is stronger than the second point, but the first point.

The chance of the second point is never as good as the first point, even if Wang Qi knows the second point, but there are very few such opportunities for Wang Qi.

So Wang Qi has already begun to consciously participate in the first point of the plan when he was in the AFC Champions League.

A person who can predict where the ball will fall in advance, as long as he plans well, can feel the position before the ball is passed, which is even more difficult than grabbing the second point.

But Wang Qi did it, and a terrifying world-class striker was born.

If it is said that Vieira and the others had embraced the gap between Asian and European players just now.

Then Wang Qi quickly let them see what the gap is.

"Number 12, hurry up and check on No.[-]. Don't worry about No. [-], he can't break through my defense..."

There was a rare scene on the court, when a Chinese man just finished speaking, a girl was loudly translating,
And these players acted according to Wang Qi's instructions, and the defenders had been completely conquered by Wang Qi.

And the midfielder has not yet had a normal shot.

As for breaking through Wang Qi head-on, haha, they no longer imagined it.

No one can break through Wang Qi's defense. Compared with his speed, his speed is unique in the entire team, no, in the entire Premier League.

Compared with technical reactions, if you want to play something fancy, sorry, Wang Qi will definitely step on your football immediately, and you may not even get it back.

4:0. In less than 10 minutes, Wang Qi scored three goals alone. The other goal was assisted by Wang Qi. He fooled everyone, leaving Keown alone.

This deadly pass let everyone know that the guy in front of him not only has an amazing view of the overall situation and planning, but also has amazing skills when he executes it.

The kind of passing that is more exquisite than a scalpel is something they don't have.

So far, they all understand that people really look down on you, but they look down on you more and more.

"Is he Asian?" Now the only source of support for the midfield team is that Wang Qi is an Asian player.

If it was a player from Europe or South America, they would accept their fate. This is another player at the king level.

But he came from a remote place in the East, Asia, which is known as the football desert.

"Beep!"

Wenger blew the whistle for a timeout, temporarily changed someone, and replaced Wang Qi in the midfield group.

Now the guard group is unfair, Keown objected loudly: "Coach, you are embarrassing, with their strength, no, just with Wang Qi's strength, it is enough to knock down all Wang Qi... "

"You're four goals ahead!" Ljungberg interjected.

"Then you come to our group, let's exchange?" Keown said dissatisfied.

"No... I'm not stupid..." Ljungberg replied.

This made Keown very angry. Of course, although they led by four points, it would not be easy for them to catch up with a player like Wang Qi.

"Hey, hey, don't be like this, I'm the worst. I've already been scored three goals by Wang Qi, and maybe I'll score more in the future. Who do you think I can replace my goalkeeper with..." Seaman Said with lingering fear.

The team was changed, but Wang Qi was required to attack only on the left.

When Wang Qi transformed into a terrifying ghost attack by himself, everyone was stunned.

Even Wenger wanted to ask Jiang Jing beside him what he saw.

"That's what Wang Qi used in the AFC Champions League and the illusion he honed in the middle class..."

"God, I haven't woken up yet. What's going on with you guys? They're all going for you. Why do you step aside yourself, one-on-six, and finally go straight to the net? What do you want us to do?" Overmars said incredulously.

"Who is he?" Ljungberg asked.

"Tmd stop asking me about this topic, who is he, he is the football god..."

The Ice Prince looked at this man, he was a terrible man, if he had an excellent shot, then it could be said that on the court, it was no longer him who cooperated with him, but himself who had to cooperate with him.

Thinking this way just now, Wang Qi slid the ball directly into the net with a quick kick.

"With this difficulty, you can directly enter the best goal..."

Seeing the ball, Seaman began to take off his gloves and slowly began to drink water.

At Wang Qi's level, it's the same whether he wants a goalkeeper or not.

Not to mention Seaman, how many people in the Premier League can block alone? He can even say that as long as the ball is under my feet, it is equal to scoring.

"Hey, Hey King, remember that you are not allowed to enter the penalty area, you are not allowed to use the ghost to dribble, you are not allowed to use the elevator ball, and you are not allowed to dribble, I want to see if the cooperation is good?" Coach Wenger said again.

"Oh, by the way, you are not allowed to attack on the right, otherwise, they will not be able to catch up with your speed..."

Now Wenger is not worried about Wang Qi becoming the new core at all, but is worried about how to restore the confidence of the players.

At this moment, Wang Qi and Prince Bing made a simple cooperation, but they had a perfect understanding, especially Wang Qi's pass, it was like a magic trick, unexpectedly turned a corner in the air.

Keown, who was going to intercept him, was stunned.

"Have you seen Lisheng's pass, even in the Premier League giants Arsenal, it is as sharp, why, why can't you continue to play football?"

The Ice Prince was ready to volley, but Keown still didn't give up, and jumped out with all his strength, and the two collided. At this time, it should be because of the entanglement between the two that they couldn't make an effective defense in the air.

Seeing that Prince Ice and Kewen were about to hit their heads on the ground, the team members on both sides were startled. At this moment, Wang Qi suddenly appeared below and caught them...

"boom!"

"what!"

Wang Qi's scream made the two people who had just fallen down change their colors...

(End of this chapter)