Chapter 1415 Shocking the Star

Only Lippi had a confident smile on her face, as if she was full of confidence in Ye Fan.

Ye Fan put the ball behind the penalty spot, and seemed to have not even looked at it, so he raised his foot and thrust.

Ibrahimovic and Iniesta were stunned when he saw this. Ye Fan was too confident. At such a long distance, he would volley without looking at it. Are you not afraid of missing the shot?

Moreover, at such a long distance, you usually choose to shoot. The ball will draw an arc in the air and finally fall into the net.

Like the way Ye Fan chose to play football, if the ball does not have enough stamina, it is easy to fall to the ground, and the grass will increase resistance and prevent the ball from continuing to roll.

So, this is not the best shot option, at least when it's so far away from the goal.

However, unexpectedly, the flying ball always maintained an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, it passed halfway through, like a low-altitude missile, without slowing down at all. Even though it had already flew seventy or eighty meters, the speed was still as fast as before.

And there was no deviation in the angle, and he headed straight to the goal.

Ibrahimovic and Iniesta couldn't help but open their mouths. Inexplicably, they had a strong premonition in their hearts that the ball was about to enter the net.

As expected, as soon as the thought arose, the ball flew into the net, and the accuracy was shocking.

I was so tired. I didn't expect that the Chinese boy was so good. He performed so well in the first round of the competition, and the limelight completely suppressed the two football superstars.

Despite their incredible feelings, Ibrahimovic and Iniesta applauded very politely.

"I'll play the remaining four balls together." Ye Fan felt that it was too troublesome to take turns for the three of them. After all, it was just an entertainment contest, so there was no need to be so official, one by one.

"Of course." Ibrahimovic nodded, and he also thought that it would be more convenient if he said this.

"Ok." Ye Fan placed four balls near the penalty spot, then fired the left and right, and kicked them all out in turn.

In this process, he was still as usual, not looking at the goal opposite, and was extremely free and easy, as if he felt that the goal was as wide as the sea and could enter no matter how he played.

In fact, it proved that the goal in front of Ye Fan was indeed like the sea, because the four balls were all incredibly involved in the net.

Ibrahimovic was shocked! Iniesta was stunned!

Their eyes almost burst out, and their inner shock was all presented on their faces.

If you only kick one ball, it may be lucky to have it, and the blind cat meets a dead mouse.

But if all five balls are kicked in and the shooting percentage is 100%, then it is obvious that this is not a matter of luck, but a manifestation of real power.

Even if Messi, Ronaldo, Ronaldo, Neymar, and Drogba come over, they are not 100% sure of the probability of hitting them all.

Next, Ibrahimovic and Iniesta kicked out several of their own goals, and the final result showed that the former scored three and the latter scored two.

This is already a good result, but compared with Ye Fan, it suddenly seemed overshadowed.

If Ibrahimovic and Iniesta had changed from previous doubts to cheer for Ye Fan, then now it became shocked and convinced, because at least Ye Fan had done something they could not achieve.

“It’s really strange.”

Ibrahimovic kicked the sixth ball again, as if looking for a ball, but it still failed, which made Ye Fan more admiration.

He stepped forward and held Ye Fan's hand tightly, and said seriously: "It seems that I have taken a look away before. As Mr. Lippi said, China is a place where dragons and tigers are hidden, and there are too many talented talents."

"Mr. Ye, with your strength, you can play in La Liga. Why do you have to choose to be unknown all the time?"

Iniesta couldn't help but sigh. He felt that with Ye Fan's amazing skills just now, he could gain a foothold in the first team of the La Liga giants.

"Because I'm not interested in playing football, and I'm not particularly good at it."

When Iniesta heard this, he was ashamed. If he was not good at this level, then there were really few people who dared to threaten that he could play football.

"Are you two happy with the pk you just now?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

After all, he could understand the mood of the two stars at this moment, and it was inevitable that he would lose to an unknown boy. After all, it would be a bad feeling to anyone.

It’s like a famous music superstar went to a talent show as a guest, but was defeated by a grassroots contestant. The taste is unspeakable.

"Yeah." Ibrahimovic and Iniesta nodded at the same time.

Ye Fan suddenly had a plan: "If you are interested, we might as well play a new way of playing."

"Of course I'm interested." Ibrahimovic and Iniesta spoke at the same time.

"As we all know, your shooting skills are world-class. Next, I won't compete with you. If you shoot, I'll guard the goal and see how many goals the two can score."

"You really want to do this?"

Ibrahimovic thought to himself, you are too confident, maybe you have superb footwork, but you can't be so powerful in keeping the goal.

He looked at Ye Fan up and down, and looked at the opponent's physique, and it didn't seem like a goalkeeper.

If he scored a strong shot, he was really worried that even if Ye Fan made a save, he would still join the ball and the people in the net.

"Mr. Ye, have you guarded the gate before?" Iniesta couldn't help but care.

"No." Ye Fan shook his head.

"Then you--" Iniesta didn't say anything, but just thought to himself, wasn't the other party asking for trouble?

Including Lippi, the eyes of Ye Fan were also full of curiosity. To be honest, because he had seen Ye Fan's footwork in the World Cup before, he had been able to succeed in one go, which made people applaud. However, if Ye Fan was a goalkeeper, Lippi felt that he would perform very well.

"I want to experience it." Ye Fan said with a smile, then stood at the goalkeeper's position, without even wearing gloves, and it seemed that he didn't need that thing at all.

"Mr. Ye, I will be merciless." Ibrahimovic stood at the penalty spot, placed a ball in front of him, then put his hands on his hips, and prepared to kick the ball soon.

"That's the best, otherwise you will be embarrassed." Ye Fan's face kept the previous smile, "As long as I guard the goal, any ball will pass through my five fingers."

"Okay, then I'm coming."
Chapter completed!