"What are you talking about? What's this pashan, that pashan, which pashan?" the fat man asked suspiciously.
"That's the Pashan, the one talking to the boss of Kunsha." One of the team members pointed to the Pashan standing in front of Kunsha.
"I know that person's name is Pashan. Is there any problem with that?" The fat man still looked puzzled.
"No, Fatty, you don't know that Pashan is the boxing champion in the underground boxing ring." The team members looked surprised, as if Fatty didn't know that Pashan was a criminal.
"Underground boxing ring... Pashan..." The fat man seemed to have some impressions. He went through it again in his mind and suddenly screamed: "That Pashan is the boxing champion Pashan, who KOed his opponents in thirty-four consecutive games."
Boxing champion Pashan?”
"It's that Pashan. Why did he come to our team? Does he want to cause trouble for our boss? Probably not. Boss Kunsha is a magician. He shouldn't have the guts, right? Is he joining our team?
This is even more ridiculous, how could he, an underground boxing champion, come here to play football..."
The fat man smiled bitterly and said: "You really fooled me, he is here to play football."
"Here, it's true, if Pashan comes to play football, what position will he play?" Several team members shouted: "With Pashan's physical fitness, no matter what position he plays, he is a big killer.
!You won’t take my position away, will you?”
"Don't worry, the position he wants is goalkeeper." The fat man smiled bitterly and looked at Li Xiu.
Not only the fat man, but also the other players breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Li Xiu with sympathy.
In today's football league, although technology is still very useful, absolute physical fitness can make up for the lack of technology.
Especially for the goalkeeper position, physical fitness is particularly important.
Pashan's physical fitness is frighteningly high. With him here, Li Xiu, the goalkeeper who originally had a chance to be the starting goalkeeper, will probably only be a substitute in the future. It is hard to say whether he will have a chance to play.
In a boxing ring on the ground, I can withstand being physically attacked by my opponent, let alone playing football.
"Brother, I didn't know that guy was actually Pashan..." The fat man explained to Li Xiu with a wry smile. It seemed that he also thought that Li Xiu had little chance.
"Let's see." Li Xiu didn't panic at all. Absolute physical fitness can indeed crush everything. The question is, can Pashan's physical fitness really be able to absolutely crush everything?
Pashan stood in front of Kunsha, stared at Kunsha and said coldly: "Kunsha, I am here, I will help you win the championship, and then you come with me."
Kunsha took off the towel on his face, sat up and looked at Pashan, smiled and said, "I seem to underestimate football."
"I'm just asking you if you agree. I'll help you win the championship, and you come with me." Pashan said again persistently.
"You should have chosen the goalkeeper position, right?" Kunsha said.
"Yes, with me as the goalkeeper, no one can score goals. You only need to be responsible for scoring goals, and then follow me when you win the championship." Pashan said.
"You haven't joined the team yet, right? If I guessed correctly, you should compete with that person for the goalkeeper position, right?" Kunsha looked in the direction of Li Xiu.
"There is no suspense. I said that as long as I am here, no one can score. For you, I will not let anyone score." Pashan said coldly.
"Beat that person first and then get your goalkeeper position." Kunsha said calmly.
"Okay, wait for me." Pashan turned and walked towards Li Xiu.
"Pashan..." The fat man saw Pashan coming and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Pashan.
"That's him, right? How about a trial training? Let's start now." Pashan said expressionlessly.
The fat man glanced at the rest area. Zheng Xiu and Sha Chu were standing there chatting, each holding a drink in their hands. They seemed to be chatting happily.
Seeing Sha Chu nodded slightly at him, the fat man took a deep breath and said: "The trial training is very simple. You two guard the goal separately and let our players each take ten penalty kicks. Whoever saves the most goals wins."
"I'll go first. You don't need ten players. Don't you have a player named Barr? He should be the strongest scoring player in your team besides Kunsha, right? Just let him kick ten goals." Pa.
Shan said, walked directly to the goal, without even wearing gloves, and said to the fat man again: "Let's start."
The fat man had no choice but to call Barr over again.
"Barr, are you okay?" the fat man asked Barr.
"No problem, the rest time is enough, the skills have been restored, I will take good care of this boxing champion." An evil smile appeared at the corner of Barr's mouth.
"Don't cause trouble, the boss is watching." The fat man had a headache.
Barr ignored him, went directly to the penalty kick position, looked at Pashan and challenged: "I heard that you are a boxing champion, can you play football?"
"Simple rules, you can understand them at a glance." Pashan replied indifferently.
"Don't underestimate football, it will kill you." Barr sneered.
"Then let me see how you want to kill me." Pashan did not give in and looked at Baer. Their eyes were about to spark sparks of lightning in the air.
"Then it's as you wish." Barr had just been angry at Li Xiu, and now there was a boxing champion, and he just found an outlet to vent his anger.
He put a little bit of football under his feet, pulled the ball back, and then took off his feet directly. His thighs tightened and a terrifying force erupted, and the blood lines on his fingers lit up again.
Buzz!
The razor ball reappeared, and the football roared in front of Pashan with violent rotation and buzzing, tearing apart the space.
"Use the razor ball when you come up. Barr is going to cause trouble!" The players all looked at Pashan, wondering how he was going to deal with this ball.
Suddenly, a big hand appeared behind the football.
The football that was originally spinning and roaring suddenly stopped, frozen in the air.
Pashan just stood there without moving, just stretched out a hand and grabbed the football firmly. He didn't even wear gloves. The football in his hands was like a child's toy, without any lethality.
Barr was stunned, the players were also stunned, and even Shachu in the rest area was slightly surprised.
"Pashan's physical fitness is unmatched by anyone in the underground boxing ring. Playing a game like football shouldn't be too easy. If he hadn't strongly requested to come to the Madman Football Team, I really wouldn't have let him waste time here." Zheng
Xiu took a sip of coffee and said proudly.
"It's indeed very good, and I would like to thank you for sending me such a goalkeeper." Shachu smiled and nodded.
"Don't waste time, continue." Pashan threw his feet directly to Baal's feet.
Barr's face was ashen, and he shot without saying a word.
It was still a razor ball, but this time his target was not Pashan's body, but the upper left corner of the goal.
The ball was fast, hard and accurate, like a bolt of lightning passing through a short distance of ten meters and reaching the goal in an instant.
Pashan moved, appearing in front of the football like a ghost, and once again grabbed the roaring football with one hand.
One ball after another, ten balls in a row, at such a close distance, Pashan didn't even make a flying move, he stood and caught all the balls with one hand.
Invincible!
There are only these two words left in the minds of all the players. With such physical fitness and reaction when playing football, who can break his goal?