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

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

Schultz held down Martins, and he was one position ahead, but he saw Martins catching up with him and realizing a counterattack.

"Schultz fell down, Martins is so fast."

The Nigerian used his incredible speed to attack Cologne's defense. After passing Schultz, Matip's defense was also passed. This time he could only use a foul to stop Martins from advancing.

Yellow card!

The referee raised his yellow card high.

Stevens was depressed and couldn't continue like this. Although Martins hadn't scored yet, he gave Cologne two yellow cards. His incredible speed was so fast.

Tang Zhenglong's speed is 82, which is considered fast, but Martins's speed is probably above 9o.

If he wanted to be famous, he would compete with strong opponents. Tang Zhenglong thought to himself, "If I use my strength to suppress Martins, who will dare to say that I am slow in the future?"

"Ha ha."

"System, let's try some skills."

"200 points to change 10 attributes, it takes 10 minutes."

"10 minutes is enough."

The degree is 82 plus the temporarily bought 1o points, which is 92.

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

"..."

The system didn't answer. Tang Zhenglong suddenly felt that it might be cool. Could it be that 92 couldn't suppress Martins' speed? Then...

"too fast."

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

Newcastle's two forwards wereted no time in messing up Cologne's defense.

"Is there anyone in Cologne who can stop Newcastle? I don't think so."

Martins faced Schultz again. This time the Nigerian was even more rough and didn't even bother to make fake moves because Schultz already had a yellow card on him. If he made a move, he would get a red card.

Sure enough, Schulz gave up his resistance all of a sudden as a token of resistance, and Martins passed by. At this moment, someone passed Schulz again.

"Oh my God, I've been fucked twice?"

"That's not right, look at the jersey and it's one of our own."

I looked closely and saw that it was Tang Zhenglong.

"Damn it, Tang came to play with me too."

Martins was already preparing to shoot past all the players in Cologne. At this moment, he felt a chill behind him, wheezing, wheezing, as if someone was catching up with him.

"Can anyone catch up with me in Cologne? Are you kidding me?"

Martins turned around and saw that someone was really catching up to him. It was the Chinese man who was fighting with the Newcastle players in the tunnel.

"It goes so fast." Martins was a little stunned.

But even though he was fast, it was impossible to catch up with him.

"Ah, the system is playing tricks on me. I'm already 92, and I still can't catch up."

"careful."

"Xiaoxin, what's your age? My name is Zhenglong."

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

"What?"

"ah!!"

Martins braked suddenly and Tang Zhenglong rear-ended him. The collision was severe.

The female commentator of Sky Sports was stunned for a moment, "Did I read that correctly? Was there a rear-end collision just now?"

After a brief moment of astonishment, both Morgan and Shearer were happy.

"This is the first time I've seen a car accident happen on the court."

Both Tang Zhenglong and Martins screamed on the court. This was very painful. The referee gave Tang Zhenglong a yellow card. This was his full responsibility.

"Why did you give me a yellow card?"

"Have you never learned to drive? You rear-ended me."

"He braked suddenly, it's none of my business."

This is a bit unreasonable. The referee ignored Tang Zhenglong.

Although Martins was hit, he took the initiative to reach out to Tang Zhenglong who was sitting on the ground, "You run really fast."

"Haha, speed is my greatest characteristic. I was originally planning to become a sprinter."

"You absolutely can."

"Actually, if we start at the same time, 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 and said, "Let's have a chance to compare after the game."

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

Tang Zhenglong ran to Schulz, "Matthias."

"I'm in a bad mood right now. If you are here to laugh at me, then I advise you not to speak."

"No, I want you to give up your position to me."

"Leave it to you?" Schultz was stunned, "You mean you're going to defend Martins?"

"right."

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

"Wake up what?"

"You finally understand that you are not suitable to play as a forward, but as a midfielder. I believe you will become a great midfielder."

Tang Zhenglong's face turned green.

Defensive midfielder? Still great? Can the two words defensive midfielder and great be connected together?

"You talk a lot of nonsense. Just go to the midfielder position and hold your position. I don't expect anything from you."

cut.

Martins took the ball and ran forward. At first, he thought Tang Zhenglong was running in the wrong position. After a while, he realized that Tang Zhenglong was deliberately standing in the midfielder position.

"Haha, interesting."

Martins seemed to deliberately want to compete with Tang Zhenglong. He flicked the ball with his left foot, then stepped forward, taking a few lunges forward to increase his speed.

As soon as this action came out, even a fool could see that it was due to speed and passion. Tang Zhenglong twisted his body and immediately chased after him.

The two began to fight.

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

“Asian degree versus African degree.”

Normally in the league, Martins would definitely get rid of his opponent with 20 meters, but this time it was different. After 20 meters, Tang Zhenglong still followed Martins.

The rest of the two teams, including the head coaches, were staring, seemingly forgetting that this was actually a football match.

Fans are like watching a horse race, with adrenaline soaring. It has to be said that humans have a natural fascination with speed, which may be why F1 races are so valuable.

Just when everyone thought there would be no winner between the two, something unexpected happened. Martins suddenly started hopping on one foot.

Newcastle head coach Glenn Roeder felt as if he had been slapped unexpectedly. He knew all too well that it was a strain.

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

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

"What do you mean I succeeded?"

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

"I really don't, I just want to have sex with him."

"Stop talking, we all understand."
Chapter completed!