All-around substitute

Chapter 62 Conflict

After the South Korean national youth team entered the base of Hanoi Football Club, Iraq from Group A and Saudi Arabia from Group B came to the base successively.But they are on the other side of the base, a little distance away from China and South Korea.They are not surprised by the existence of China and South Korea, because the other training locations are similar.

Fortunately, the scale of the Asian Youth Championship is not large. This year's Asian Youth Championship includes a total of [-] teams, which are just within Hanoi's tolerance range, but it still fills up all the training grounds in Hanoi.

"Asshole! Pay attention to the portion size!"

"How do you let your teammates pick up such a pass?"

"Stop! Stop!"

Because of the venue, it is difficult for the South Korean national youth training to meet the requirements, so the Korean coach often stops the training roughly.

Compared with the stumbles of the South Korean youth, the training of the national youth was very smooth. Whether it was the crossing training of the full-backs, the crossing training of the midfielders, or the training of the forwards, they were all overfulfilled as required.The excess part is due to South Korean youth, because they are here, and the hormones secreted by the players are more than usual.

After training in groups, Kerry originally wanted to start training together, but the South Korean national youth met unexpectedly, which made Kerry have scruples, so he changed the training plan.He gathered all the players together and divided them into four teams to form two fun volleyball games.

The so-called fun volleyball game is to pull up a block in the center of the court. Players on both sides can use any part of their body to touch the ball except their hands. The scoring rule is that the ball lands and scores.However, the height of the block is not as high as that of a formal volleyball game, and it only reaches the player's crotch.

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"Hehe~ The shopkeeper really doesn't want to make progress! Are you still in the mood to play games at this time?"

"As you can see in the video, the Chinese players have no fighting power. In the last group match, the Republic of Korea will have no trouble."

"Using such a good venue! I don't know how to cherish it at all, we will punish the shopkeeper for God!"

"Even if there is no field training, China is still no match for South Korea"

"In my opinion, the Chinese are not suitable for football at all. I really doubt that Cuju is from China? I think it should come from South Korea"

"Yes! Chinese people are not suitable for football. They are suitable for shopkeepers who calculate people. They secretly change the field that originally belonged to us to their own feet. The Chinese are too shameless."

The fun volleyball game of the National Youth League caused wild complaints from the Korean National Youth League.The mood of Koreans now is like going to a restaurant to eat.The restaurant gave China Guoqing a set of silver tableware, but South Korea Guoqing didn't even have a pair of chopsticks, so you are angry.What made the South Korean players even more crazy was that the Chinese players only ordered vegetable salads while holding silver tableware.Such a good venue, what's wrong with training, even playing games!
The national youth team has no way of knowing the envy and hatred of the Koreans. All the players are fully engaged in the fun volleyball game.

"Wang Tong! Be careful! Look at me looking for the moon in the sea!" Liu Bing took the ball from Xu Zangyi, adjusted his thigh, and rubbed the ball over the block with the instep of his right foot.

"Smash that melon skin to death!" Wang Tong took a step back and used his chest to push the ball up, and then gave it to Xu Xin!
Hearing Wang Tong's shout, Xu Xin accelerated and sprinted to accumulate energy. When the ball arrived, he pulled the green onions from the dry land, and the ball hit Xu Zangyi's side directly.

"I'm coming!" Xu Zangyi shouted from behind, and rushed out.Tighten the instep of the right foot and insert it into the landing point. The moment the ball hits the ground, the ankle is lifted upwards, and the ball flies into the air on the spot as if hit by a spring.

"Melon skin! This can be saved!" Wang Tong couldn't believe that Xu Xin's powerful head awl was rescued by Xu Zangyi before it touched the ground.

Xu Xin was also surprised. The strength of his header was difficult for the goalkeeper to show, but Xu Zangyi saved it with a change of ankle.

"Liu Bing comes again!" When the ball fell to his abdomen, Xu Zangyi gave Liu Bing his left foot.

"Why are you in a daze! Watch the ball!" This time Liu Bing switched from rubbing to pumping, which was much more powerful than the previous kick.

I saw the ball flying towards Xu Xin with a whistling sound...

"How did Xu Zangyi do it? How did he do it?..." Xu Xin was still thinking about how Xu Zangyi saved the ball back, but he didn't notice the flying ball.

"Get away!" Seeing that Xu Xin was not moving, Wang Tong threw Xu Xin to the side, the ball brushed against Wang Tong's forehead, bounced off the field and flew to South Korea's side.

"Melon skin! Why are you in a daze? How dangerous it was just now!" Wang Tong glared at Xu Xin, then reached out and touched his forehead.

"That..." Xu Xin felt a little embarrassed when he saw Wang Tong's forehead blushing, and wanted to thank him but didn't know how to say it.

"Don't say thank you! I didn't want to lose because I didn't want to lose, otherwise I wouldn't!" Wang Tong turned his head to one side, as if nothing had happened.

"You don't seem to be able to do it here! If you lose, you can carry me back later," Liu Bing said proudly to Wang Tong.

"Melon skin! Don't brag about cowhide too early," Wang Tong said in disbelief.

"If we lose later, I'll carry you for him!" Xu Xin walked up and said to Liu Bing.

"you…"

"Don't say thank you! I just don't want to owe anyone anything." Xu Xin turned her head to one side.

"There is a situation~ you two!" Liu Bing smiled badly.

"Everyone should help and love each other as teammates!" The harmony among teammates is what Xu Zangyi wants to see most.

"Cut! I don't want him to memorize it! Besides, it's not certain who will lose! Xiaojing! Follow me to ask for the ball!" Wang Tong ignored him and dragged Jin Jingdao to the block to ask for the ball.

"I'm sorry"

"That's it!"

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The ball flying from the National Youth League was spotted by Korean player Hong Jae-ki.Seeing Wang Tong Jin Jingdao approaching, Hong Jae-ki wanted to return the ball, but at this time the South Korean youth captain Ki Sung-yong came up.

"Hey! Who asked you to return the ball to them? Huh?" Ji Chengyong stopped Hong Jae-ki.

"Team...Captain! This is a Chinese ball!" Hong Zaiji was a little scared.

"Huh? I know! Put the ball up!" Ji Chengyong said coldly.

"But...Captain!" Hong Zaiji said scrupulously.

"I'll let you put the ball up!" Ki Sung-yong said viciously.

"Yes...Captain!" Hong Jae-ki held the ball and turned to the other side.

Seeing Hong Zaiji turning around, Wang Tong became anxious when he saw it.

"Oh? What is the grandson doing? Why did he run away with the ball? Xiaojing asked! What's the situation? Tell them to return it quickly!"

Kim Kyung-do asked Han for the ball as he said, and Ki Sung-yong walked to the block to answer.

"What is this kid squawking?"

"He said he didn't pick up any balls, that we made a mistake," Kim Kyung-do translated Ki Sung-yong's words.

"What was that grandson hugging just now?"

"He said it was their ball!"

"Melon skin! Say it again, it's your ball?" Wang Tong was furious when he heard that, pointing at Ji Chengyong and said fiercely.

"Hi! Chinese! It's my oil!" Ji Chengyong put his face in front of the barbed wire and replied in broken Chinese, his eyes full of provocation.

"Crack! I'm making you numb!" Wang Tong cursed and punched the barbed wire fence.

Ji Chengyong was startled, and took two steps back.He saw a fist mark protruding from the barbed wire, which was exactly where his face was just now.

"Haha! China!" Ji Chengyong pointed his thumb down at Wang Tong, proud and arrogant.

"Fuck you paralyzed!!" Wang Tong was extremely angry, and kicked Ji Chengyong twice, but there was a barbed wire blocking him, and the iron net made a squeaking sound when he went down.

"Haha! Come on! Chinese pig!" Kicking his feet on the iron net, Ji Chengyong was unscrupulous and kept provoking.

The movement of Wang Tong kicking the iron net immediately attracted the South Korean national youth players, who rushed up one after another, yelling at Wang Tong and Jin Jingdao.Wang Tong and Kim Kyung-do were not afraid to face more than [-] Korean players, and they kept fighting back.

(End of this chapter)