Han Ennn chased Zhao Yun in front of Zhao Yun, and his mood and movement did not relax at all.

As one of the high -value players, Han Ennn saw that Zhao Yun's speed was definitely not just an instant explosive power. He should also run faster, but why not?

His eyes stared at the ball under Zhao Yun's feet. Zhao Yun's feet kept shaking in front of the football. Several times Han Ennen thought he was going to kick the ball, but Zhao Yun always drew a trick.

This is driving him!

Han Eunn frowned, and he felt unprecedentedly fiery. The kimchi audience also saw it, and he couldn't wait to rush up to hit Zhao Yun.

"West Eight! He is playing with the greatest player of our kimchi!"

"Insult, this is an insult to our entire kimchi empire!"

"People like them should cancel the qualifications of participating in the competition. He will lower the grade of football!"

"After the game, who dares to beat him with me, what will happen to play? Dozens of people hit him, he still has to kneel begging for mercy!"

A crowd of kimchi audience scolded.

at the same time.

West Pak Football Court.

Swip coach who is training the players and preparing for the World Cup receives a call.

"Let me see the ball game of Huaxia and Kimchi?"

Coach Westba felt that he was insulted.

In his opinion, kimchi can be barely enough to reach the threshold of the chicken, but the Daxia team is not even the threshold of garbage. Such a game has a fart?

But now, how can this fundamental party suddenly let him do such a self -descendant?

"What, do you say that someone in Huaxia can be compared with small Peipei, and the speed of learning ball skills is fast?"

Coach Xiba laughed: "Even so, how can a Huaxia team get our eyes in the district? Which World Cup is not the popularity of the World Cup?"

"Foreign Mal is easy to be targeted, but as long as our team is dyed and a mask, no one can target him accurately under high -speed exercise."

Coach Xiba has never taken this so -called "black horse team" in his eyes, and he is too lazy to listen to the words of the capital to waste time, but considering that it is an investor, he still has a few words:

"I will find time to take a good look."

The capital hung up the phone and continued to watch the game.

Knitty rice, Ating and other country team coaches received some calls that the Huaxia team had dark horses at this time, but most of them didn't care.

What dark horse can there be a Chinese football team?

At the end of the game in the first half, the kimchi team won five goals by the Huaxia team. Han Enn was so tired that Zhao Yun's technology was getting better and better, but he had no way to check the balance.

Speed, absolute speed ...

This person looks in his forties in his forties. Why can there be such a speed?

Han Eun can't believe it. Whether it is the talent of the sky or the extreme self -discipline, those who can play in their forties can still play in the history of the World Cup.

Moreover, how can there be more than 40 people who can play for half a game?

Han Ennen clearly saw that Zhao Yun was playing at the scene and continued to warm up, as if it was useful.

If he knew that Zhao Yun, who was fighting for the enemy in the Nagasaka Po, was afraid that there were deaths.

In the second half, the game continued to be carried out without suspense. The kimchi was kicked by the ancestors, which caused the rhythm of the later period to become increasingly disordered. In the end, I didn't even want to kick anymore.

The score came to 10-0, the audience was silent.

The kimchi audience was so angry that he threw things directly under the field, and scolded the athletes of his country: "West Eight, how do you play!"

"Even if a group of pigs are here, it will not be kicked into two digits!"

"I'm really convinced. This will be the most shameful day of our kimchi empire. Our civilization is provoked and dignity is trampled!"

"Our country really has something that is not inferior to pigs and dogs, and the game is only 80 minutes!"

Many audiences scolded, some kimchi audiences were already trying to turn over the fences and rushed to the field.

All the kimchi team was panting, they stared at Zhao Yun and Li Cunxiao, vowing to fight them to death after the game.

At the Chinese audience, many audiences who smelled the wind were boiling.

"Haha, Niu, my God!"

"Absolutely, a person who never watches football, now wants to pay attention to football!"

"Well, unfortunately, this time our country has no chance to participate in the World Cup, otherwise it will go to this team. Where do they win?

At the same time, the Chinese audience couldn't help but sigh. I felt that this team was still too late. If the state Cup was won earlier, the World Cup this year is very interesting.

In the next time, the offense of the ancestors was slower. The tactics given by the skin coach are: no longer ask for scores, practice leaving, control the ball, and pass the ball.

He concluded that although the kimchi team would no longer be extravagant to win, they certainly did not want to be blocked by two digits, otherwise they would be killed when they returned home.

In particular, the two -digit number of them is the Huaxia team!

Any team in the world cannot stand such humiliation!

The Huaxia team started the passing and controlling the ball on the court. The kimchi players made the strength of feeding to stop the milk. The speed of the ball was out of heaven. They could not accurately predict the falling point of the ball.

Han Eun was not easy to predict a ball, but when he got the ball, he was almost hit by the ball and was almost broken.

When Xiang Yu sneered, if he had not accepted a bit, he planned to erupt again during the finals. Han Enn would definitely not be able to keep the legs today.

There is also a part of the reason that Xiang Yu learned the spirit of modern sports competition. Although he felt that kicking was very happy, it could be placed after the game.

Since on the field, it represents the spirit and competitive spirit of the Huaxia country, and he is shameless as dirty as a kimchi.

But even so, the entire kimchi team is still like a nightmare.

They are desperate to catch up, but they are easily caught up but they will always be injured when they get the ball.

"Don't give up!"

Han Eun encouraged the players, and he turned his legs and still stood on the football field.

The team members were encouraged, and they all played a twelve -point spirit.

"We represent our country, and we must not be sealed by the Chinese people!"

"From the moment we set foot on the football field, it has long meant that we will never give up less than the last moment!"

The kimchi team decided to play the dirty ball kick to the extreme. Although they knew that this was useless, they still wanted to fight for this.
Chapter completed!