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Chapter 19 Copying Pirlo's Fallen Leaf Slash?

Juventus' preparations are in progress, and Chen Long, who has no physical strength, is also spending his five minutes on the court.

Recently, there are more and more reporters outside the training ground, especially Chinese reporters. Most of them are here for Chenlong. The legendary experience of Chenlong, a Chinese-Italian hybrid, and the news about joining Juventus are all popular among the Chinese.

reason.

The club chose to conduct closed training and did not allow reporters to enter the training ground for interviews. Therefore, reporters were waiting outside the door. Did the players have a quiet sky?

Juventus was training as usual today, practicing free kicks. When practicing shooting a few days ago, Chen Long showed off his free kick skills. Today, Chen Long did not join the free kick training because he had just completed fifty laps.

On the court, his physical strength has not returned to normal state at all. So he had to sit on the training ground and watch his teammates train.

There are not many free kick masters in the Juventus team currently, but Pirlo is definitely a top master. His falling leaves have killed countless teams, and he recently scored one in the European Cup.

Chen Long was watching from the sidelines as Pirlo took free kicks. Chen Long was also a master of free kicks, so he was naturally particularly interested in free kicks. His self-taught free kicks with the Moon Scimitar and Tomahawk were definitely no worse than Pirlo's.

Even more awesome.

Falling leaves were cut, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of Chenlong's mouth.

He thought of the strange dream he had a few nights ago, the thing called Star Tears, the thought called Star Tears, the thought that could copy football skills.

So he sat here purposefully, learning Pirlo's free kicks on the spot, or in other words, trying to copy Pirlo's free kicks, so as to prove whether there is really such a thing as copying.

Pirlo gracefully placed the ball gently on the grass and backed away slowly.

Pirlo in the free throw is not as exaggerated and domineering as Cristiano Ronaldo, nor as unrestrained as Beckham, nor as weird and changeable as Ronaldinho. He just relaxes his body naturally, takes a slow approach, kicks, and shoots the ball.

Out, the action is casual, the ball is like your heart, and it draws a beautiful arc.

In early autumn, the leaves fall in shock, drifting away like a guest's heart. The ball flies towards the goal with a kind of drifting solemnity, floating like a fallen leaf, moving forward at will, seemingly unintentional, but actually intentional, then the ball suddenly falls rapidly like it has encountered prey.

, went forward bravely, and chopped down. Just like Jing Ke stabbing Qin, with just one sword, he sacrificed his life for righteousness.

Pirlo shot ten falling leaves in a row. Chen Long watched from the sidelines and put it all into his mind.

Compared with the Tomahawk, Luo Ye is less domineering, more persistent, and more chilling! It’s not like Chen Long has never seen Pirlo take a free kick before, but this time he can watch and learn from such a close distance

, naturally allows Chenlong to feel more, and naturally gain a lot.

Previously, he thought Tomahawk was the most domineering free kick and the best free kick, but after this observation, he was full of infinite respect for Pirlo, that kind of persistence, that kind of chilling charm, that kind of

King-like temperament, what kind of spirit and sedimentation, this is not something ordinary people can achieve. Cristiano Ronaldo can't do it, he can't do it, only Pirlo can! He thinks so firmly in his heart.

But I didn't feel like I was copying his skills like a copy machine, nor was I pasting and copying like a computer... The only feeling was that I wanted to play in person.

Go kick some fallen leaves...

What? I also kick fallen leaves? Can I kick them? Meaning? Why do I think I already know how to fall leaves? How did this idea come to my mind? I haven’t even practiced it yet...

Wait, it seems that I really know how to play "Falling Leaves" in my heart? After watching Pirlo's "Falling Leaves" just now, why did the kicking method "Falling Leaves" suddenly appear in my mind?

Chenlong patted his head with his hand, feeling like something was stuffed into his head. Suddenly, he felt familiar with fallen leaves...

Evil... Weird... Although I have had dreams and it has been proven, but today at the scene, an extra skill suddenly appeared in my mind, and it still felt weird!

Success? Copied? That’s it?…

.......

Okay, just accept it...I want to play football, I want to kick fallen leaves...

He stood up and walked to where Pirlo took the free throw.

"Andrea, let me do some kicks too," Chen Long greeted politely.

"Okay, let's beat Buffon together." Pirlo replied affirmatively.

Buffon had been standing guard at the door, listening to the shameless conversation between the two people, with a depressed look on his face. Of course, the two of them thought that Chen Long was going to use the Full Moon Scimitar or the Battle Ax again.

There was no pretense or measurement. He just relied on his feeling and walked behind the ball. It happened naturally! Relying on his understanding of Luo Ye Zhan just now, he took a run-up, raised his leg, and shot. The three actions were completed in one go, and the ball was just like Pirlo's free throw.

Like that, flying straight to the goal.

It's just that this ball is a little green. If Pirlo's fallen leaves are a bottle of old wine, and Chenlong's penalty is a bottle of freshly brewed wine, the taste is completely different, but they are both so persistent.

Such a chill.

"Hey! This ball, this shooting method, is completely my fallen leaf!" Pirlo's eyes were shining, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Even though Buffon hit the ball, he was also amazed.

"Good boy, I'm starting to be jealous of you. When did you learn this?" Pirlo ran up and patted Chen Long on the shoulder.

"To be honest, I just learned it." Chen Long said it truthfully with some embarrassment.

"Just... don't tell me, you just watched a dozen shots and you learned..." Pirlo muttered to himself in disbelief.

Giovinco, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but said, "Xiao Longlong, what international joke are you making? If you learn a skill in a few minutes, how can we still fool around..."

"I xxxxx you,"

"I************xxx you"

.......

Countless teammates cast murderous looks, envy, jealousy, suspicion?

Do you still want to live? The full moon scimitar, battle axe, falling leaves, and the three major free kick skills have all been learned by this guy, but he has just learned them?

Of course no one believed this, and it wasn't like making a movie. How could there be such a magical thing in the world? The facts he Chen Long told, in everyone's opinion, were completely untrue.

Even if it is a true fact, they are more willing to believe that this is the result of Chen Long's thirteen years of hard training in football, rather than something he has just learned. Such a fact will make people collapse, it is simply ridiculous.

So Chenlong finally explained that he was joking just now, but he had actually been practicing secretly for a long time, which slightly smoothed the strong imbalance in everyone's hearts.

Just imagine, there is a player next to you who is many times more skilled than you and you want to die. If this very awesome player only needs a few minutes to learn a new move, how many times would you want to die?

Not long after Chenlong calmed down the matter, he suddenly heard a voice, which made Chenlong jump a few times in fright.

"That's right! Pirlo's fallen leaf ball is just a copy. Look at how awesome my great genius is. I have brought you another skill."

"Damn it, you come out in broad daylight to scare people!" Chen Long broke out in a cold sweat.

"I'm not a ghost, I'm Xing Lei, I told you."

"Oh no, you even know what I'm thinking?"

"Of course, I am one of your thoughts, so whatever you do is reflected in your mind."

"...Then I'm not being monitored by you all the time?" Chenlong broke out in a cold sweat again and froze on the spot. He found that things were not so beautiful, but rather bad.

"Did you watch me while I was masturbating?"

"I saw it once..."

"I wipe..."

quot;I usually only show up for football-related things...Last time you were masturbating while watching football, so...quot;

"Don't show up in anything that has nothing to do with football in the future." Chen Long's face was already very dark.

"You can call me from now on, call me Xing Lei in your heart, and I will appear."

quot;..........quot;

"..."

"By the way, you know all three free kick skills, let me help you fuse them together."

"Do you still have the function of fusion?" Chenlong was shocked again and was speechless.

"Yes, after copying, we can fuse similar skills together. Isn't it cool?"

"Let's melt it, when will it be done?" Chenlong has already acquiesced to this abnormal and powerful fact.

"Half an hour."

"..." Chenlong was speechless again.

...

Just like this, one person and one thing, just communicating with their thoughts, completely ignoring the other people on the field.

What a ghost in broad daylight...


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