Chapter 1392    Full outrage

Next, the two of them were held with one kick and I held it. In the end, Granger scored nine goals, while Kuang Lin scored eight goals, losing with a regret of one goal.

Granger smiled with his orangutan-like mouth: "I'm really overestimating my abilities."

"What's there to be so arrogant?" The crowd immediately stood up and stood up for Kuang Lin, "You just won one goal, what's there to be so good at? You have the ability to win every shot."

"One goal is also a win, but you Chinese can't play football." Granger stretched out his index finger with his right hand and shook his finger upwards.

"You can humiliate me, but you can't insult China." Kuang Lin was still silent at first, but after hearing the other party's words, he immediately became angry and fisted me tightly, ready to rush forward.

"What, do you want to fight? Just your physique is also my opponent?" Granger sneered, "You can't play football, and even more so, you can't fight. Do you know, have you forgotten the history of the sick husband in East Asia?"

"You didn't go abroad to take refuge?" Ye Fan said, "There are so many talents in China. How can you compare to those who are eliminated abroad?"

"Talents emerge in many ways? It's a joke. If you can't even understand a ball, you know how to brag."

Granger reached out and pointed at Ye Fan, "What do you think? If you don't agree, you can compete. You are still convinced. You are even worse than that guy just now."

"Is that true, why don't I believe it?"

"If you don't believe it, then come and kick it. I promise you will lose everything."

Granger looked at Ye Fan's body and felt that this guy was not a football player at all, so if he settled it, it would be easy.

"Okay, I want you to know that Chinese people have never been easy to mess with, let alone lambs that can be bullied."

"You just brag hard, will you get the ball up? Do you want to warm up before pk?"

"No." Ye Fan easily tiptoed the ball, and looked very skillful.

Then he stood on tiptoe very freely, and the girls around him applauded him, with admiration on his face.

Granger sat up and they really didn't know the winner because the ball didn't fall from beginning to end.

"How about this, how about each of us hit two balls at the same time?"

Granger suggested that he decided to increase the difficulty. This kind of gameplay has been tried in training, so he is confident of controlling it, but for his opponent, it may not be possible.

"I mean nothing."

To his surprise, almost without thinking, Ye Fan agreed.

Granger tilted his two balls one left and one right, then looked at Ye Fan with his eyes tilted, showing off.

Seeing his graceful look, Ye Fan smiled indifferently and quickly started to rush the ball.

His posture is very free and leisurely, and he seems to be at ease with this challenging sports.

Moreover, his expression is more chic, without any stiffness at all, comfortable, natural, and looks very pleasing to the eye.

In contrast, although Granger was able to control two balls, his movements were very cautious, fearing that the ball would fall from his feet, which was in sharp contrast with Ye Fan's ease and freedom.

"That's great, do you want to continue adding the ball? Three balls are at the same time." At this time, a fan suggested.

Even professional players may not be able to handle this difficulty.

Granger was so nervous that he didn't dare to agree, but stared at the other party fiercely.

In contrast, Ye Fan smiled and said, "Yes, I just want to increase the difficulty. The difficulty of the two balls is too small, and there is no meaning at all."

"Garden buns, then."

Lin Baoer threw a ball over.

Her movements made the majestic bust more eye-catching, causing saliva to come and sounds around her.

Some girls quickly covered their boyfriend's eyes and said, "Don't look."

Ye Fan easily took the football over, as if he was playing acrobatics, and the three balls were swaying together. This level may be difficult for the national football team to achieve.

So much so that Kuang Lin was stunned when he watched from the side, and couldn't help but raise his thumbs up, his heart full of admiration.

Because of this technique, even he can't do it.

And it is no exaggeration to say that in his impression, few of the Chinese national football teammates can beat three balls at the same time, and be so idle and not panic.

It seems that Ye Fan has magical magic, making the football goal obedient, and fly upward if he wants to fly, and wherever he wants to fall.

"It's up to you."

At this time, Lin Baoer said to Granger again.

Granger stared at the little loli's chest, and saliva flowed down. When he was not careful, a ball was kicked empty.

Lin Baoer shook his head: "You can't even catch two balls, let alone three. I think it's better to forget it, don't embarrass yourself."

"Who said I couldn't take it? I just left the gods."

Granger looked embarrassed and reluctantly withdrew his eyes from Lin Baoer's chest. He thought to himself that he could not have such a size for the girl from China, which was completely comparable to European and American beauties.

"Okay, since you want to be embarrassed, then give it a try."

Lin Baoer waited for Granger to tiptoe and then threw one at the other.

The three football balls were beaten by Granger. The guy half-beared and kicked them with his feet hard, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Soon he lost, and when the ball landed, he said in great frustration: "I lost."

"Yeah, we Chinese have defeated the foreigners!"

Seeing this, the people around could not hide their excitement and celebrated each other.

They were originally worried that Ye Fan would be defeated. After all, Granger was a professional athlete. Unexpectedly, this young man was a master who was hidden and unrevealed. He was amazed with one move and defeated the opponent easily and freely.

"Granger, what's wrong with you? You actually lost to this kid." Another foreigner asked in surprise.

Granger was quite helpless: "I usually train at most two balls, but I have never played three balls."

"Let me try it."

A brown-haired foreigner stood up and decided to challenge him to get his face back for his companions.

However, he lost not long after he started fighting.

It was very simple to watch Ye Fan’s performance after trying it myself, but it was very difficult to control.

It not only tests the effort, but also tests the eyesight.
Chapter completed!