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Chapter 81 Despicable!Shameless!
"Fan's performance today is a bit abnormal!"

On the training field next to the orange grove, a confrontation match was in full swing. As usual, the Villarreal players were divided into two teams, red and green.

Ruben held a notebook in his hand, and while writing and scratching, he was telling the head coach.

Through his observation, Fan Bizhuang's performance today is indeed a little different from usual. Although he is also receiving and passing the ball, he is also active in running. It looks the same as usual, but it feels weird.

Pellegrini nodded, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's because the number of fighting alone has increased."

Ruben suddenly realized.Isn't that right? In the past, Fan Bizhuang used continuous running to create space, and then received a pass from his teammates to pass the football into the penalty area.But now, he is more trying to break through, use his speed to throw the opponent away, and then go down to the bottom line to pass the ball.

But this is the effect... After Fan Bizhuang on the field received the ball again, he slammed the football, but Hosico predicted it in advance, blocked his advance line first, and destroyed the football with one kick. In addition, Fan Bizhuang, who had just sped up and had no time to rush up, couldn't stop the car and fell directly to the ground.

Ruben shook his head: "His intentions are too direct, opponents will not easily give him the opportunity to speed up the ball."

"Indeed." Pellegrini nodded, then shook his right hand slightly, and said with a smile, "But it doesn't matter, he has a lot of time, so he can take his time."

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"What medicine did you take wrong today, boy? Are you trying to exhaust me to death?"

After the match ended, Fan Bizhuang took a bottle of water and sat down to rest. The old captain Josic came over waving his hand and saw how he was out of breath. Today's match obviously exhausted him.

Jose Enrique also nodded, and chimed in from the side: "This guy is simply not human. He completely treats my road as an F1 track. This back and forth sprinting almost makes me paralyzed."

Enrique is the right back of the green team. He happened to face Fan Bizhuang on the left. He was the one who felt the deepest. The success rate is quite high, but being dragged and run together by Fan Bizhuang like this, that kind of violent sprint made him suffer a lot.

Fan Bizhuang smiled and said nothing.He wanted to tell the two of them that he had learned a new trick and was practicing a quick breakthrough with the ball.But when the words came to his lips, he felt a little embarrassed. The reason is very simple. In the confrontation match, his breakthrough effect was not good. More often, it was more like running than breakthrough. I am too lazy to say more.

"He's practicing breakthrough skills." Cazorla teased from the side, with a mocking expression on his face.

He saw it very clearly, which made him feel funny. A rookie who can only run and pass the ball wants to play technical work?Don't be ridiculous, with your half-baked level, you still show it off, don't you know how to write the word shame?
Fan Bizhuang glanced at him sideways, and responded lightly: "How does it feel to follow behind and eat ashes?"

This sentence did not leave much emotion, and the sarcasm was obvious at a glance.Anyway, Cazorla's attitude towards him has not been very friendly, so he naturally doesn't have to give him face.

In the game, as the right midfielder of the green team, Cazorla and Fan Bizhuang were considered to be facing each other. Before facing Enrique, Fan Bizhuang's first confrontation was Cazorla.Cazorla's speed is not fast, and he is an offensive player, so he is not very good defensively. The biggest highlight of Fan Bizhuang's game is to keep throwing him away with speed, and then leave him with a chance to drift away. back.

"you!"

The so-called hitting people without slapping their faces, and exposing others without revealing their shortcomings, Fan Bizhuang is deliberately pouring salt on other people's wounds. Cazorla's face darkened, and he gave him an angry look, and also retorted: "It's like a piece of wood!" , being brought over, how do you feel?"

Well, this is also true. Fan Bizhuang's defensive ability is really bad. It's not easy for Cazor to pull him over. He has been tossed and changed, and he has played almost all eighteen martial arts on him. .

This is called treating another person in the same way. Didn't you say that I will follow your ass to eat ashes?Well, I admit it, but what are you?Played around by me!Hmph, this is what I call a breakthrough, it's called technology!You scumbag, you will never have such delicate footwork skills!
Fan Bizhuang sneered: "So what if you pass me, I can catch up again, if you pass me ten times, I will chase you ten times! Scum without speed!"

This is also true. Fan Bizhuang's defensive ability is not good, but his speed and explosive power are really amazing. Often Cazorla throws him off once, and within a few breaths, Fan Bizhuang will catch up again. , he pestered him again... again and again, almost endlessly, which made Cazorla sick.

Cazorla was furious, baring his teeth and yelling: "You can only run, you can't do anything else!"

Fan Bizhuang chuckled: "You can't catch up with me."

Cazorla said unconvinced: "Football is not a race, it only bullies people with speed, scumbag!"

Fan Bizhuang continued to laugh: "I can catch up with you."

Cazorla yelled, "You have nothing but speed!"

Fan Bizhuang was still laughing: "You still can't catch up with me."

"..."

The teammates around looked at each other, seeing the two in front of them like children fighting against each other, "swearing" at each other with big eyes and small eyes, all with helpless wry smiles.

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"I'm going to challenge you!"

"I want you to know who is the scum!"

Cazorla, who was so annoyed by Fan Bizhuang's repeated identical replies, finally couldn't hold back her anger, and pointed at Fan Bizhuang's nose and yelled.

"Although it's a shame to accept a challenge from a scumbag, but who calls me a good person?"

Fan Bizhuang's reply made Cazorla go crazy again, before he could counterattack, Fan Bizhuang shook his hand again.

"Come on, come on, who is afraid of whom!"

Neither of them accepted the other, they hummed heavily at each other, and turned their heads to look aside.

"I'll be the referee."

Nehat, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, jumped out with a smile and volunteered to be a notary, but Hosico took him aside and unceremoniously took away his "role" of referee, and He was also given the honorable task of acting as a temporary goalkeeper.

Nihat curled his lips, but excitedly asked Barbosa for a pair of gloves, and then ran to the goal line to stand.Anyway, it's all about watching the fun, where you watch it, and what kind of role you watch it with, uh, it really doesn't matter.

The content of the battle is very simple, that is, the half-court area is limited, two-two battles, a total of ten rounds, each person has five chances to attack, one shot is considered a chance, and whoever scores more goals in the end will be the final one. winner.

This kind of duel is purely a collision of skills and speed. One person attacks and the other defends. No matter what method is used, as long as they can score a goal in the end, the same is true for defensive players. As long as they can defend, then everything will be fine.

This is a relatively fair way. In terms of technology and breakthrough ability, Cazorla definitely has an absolute advantage. If it is a small-scale confrontation, then there is no need to compete at all. Fan Bizhuang can directly admit defeat.But the field is delineated as a half court, so there is a lot of space, and his speed advantage can be fully utilized.

Cazorla's speed is not too slow, his feet are delicate, and his technique is excellent, while Fan Bizhuang opens and closes, running like a Ferrari. Both of them have advantages and are likely to win. Such a duel will obviously be very interesting. Watching.

The teammates stood on the sidelines, either clapping their hands or cheering, watching the two "fighting" intently.

"I really look forward to seeing you participating in the competition without underwear! Of course, you also point to your balls and call yourself an idiot!"

Fan Bizhuang sneered.

A duel is a bet, and a bet requires a bet. This time, the bet between the two is that whoever loses will play without underwear in the league. What's more, as long as the team scores a goal, then when celebrating, they have to be on the court. Pointing at Eggy in front of the camera and yelling "I'm an idiot!"—uh, this time, I don't need to take off my pants to expose my butt. , No one dared to try the law by himself.

Cazorla also responded unceremoniously: "I am also looking forward to that scene! Hmph!"

The "referee" Josico blew his whistle, and it was Fan Bizhuang who attacked first. He stared and asked, "I'm about to start."

"Come on, I will use practical actions to teach you how to be a good person... Fuck you, you despicable guy!"

Cazorla responded confidently. Before he was fully prepared, Fan Bizhuang, who left a word, had already shot the ball like a sharp arrow. Cazorla couldn't react in time. Fan Bizhuang He had already left him behind, so he tried his best to catch up, but it was too late, Fan Bizhuang's speed was indeed beyond his comparability, chasing him farther and farther, he could only watch Fan Bizhuang dribble the ball all the way. He entered the penalty area, then kicked the football hard into the goal.

"Despicable! Shameless!"

Cazorla screamed angrily.

Fan Bizhuang didn't say anything, he just laughed triumphantly. Nihat is also a wonderful person, and he didn't forget to sprinkle a handful of salt on the opponent's wound. As a "goalkeeper", when Fan Bizhuang shot He didn’t move at all. After the ball was scored, he also laughed when he finished the task of “letting the water go”: “Beautiful breakthrough! Beautiful goal! Little rookie, oh, oh, our little rookie, scored a goal! 1 :0! The rookie is ahead!"

This guy's schadenfreude expression was so cheap that the surrounding teammates couldn't stop laughing.

Cazorla's face turned blue and then pale, looked at him, and choked out two words viciously: "Bitch!"

(End of this chapter)