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When Wang Le stood on the court, his teammates who were also wearing yellow Brazilian jerseys, and opponents wearing local São Paulo football team red, white and black jerseys didn't care much about this thin arms and legs, and he looked like an otaku... young man from the island country.

However, when everyone saw that Wang Le was barefoot without shoes, they smiled more or less disdainfully.

As Wang Le’s teammates, they all looked at their temporary coach with a shame, and some even shouted and scolded what the hell was doing!

Of course, Mr. Wang couldn't understand the foreign language that his teammates scolded him, but when they pointed at him with their fingers, they knew that it was not a good thing.

"Hey, let you see my skills later!" Wang Le hummed and thought to himself.

Zhong Nianhuang, who was standing on the sidelines, heard the messy grape-language words, and couldn't help but cover her forehead with her hands. She looked messy in the wind and murmured: "I'm fucking confused. What bad idea are you just coming up with!"

At this time, Zhong Nianhuang felt even more regretful when she thought of Wang Le being abused as a dog later. After all, as the host, she lost face to the guests from her hometown thousands of miles away. This was a loss of the host's duty!

"I hope Brother Jia can know what to do and retreat, and don't be too embarrassed to end the game." Zhong Nianhuang looked helplessly at Wang Le, who was already on the court, running back and forth without a ball, and then prayed in his heart... Because the old saying goes well, it's right that people who walk along the road are like mountains, are good at killing people, and are agile, but it doesn't mean they can play football!

Just when Zhong Nianhuang looked entangled and regretted it, Wang Le, as a winger, ran to the opponent's halftime and happened to meet one of the young islanders.

At this time, Wang Le heard the other party's crackling and mouth-filled island dialect, and couldn't help frowning and said in English: "iamese."

The island player froze and his face suddenly became bad. He spitted on the lawn and turned around and left. He was too lazy to look at Wang Le again.

Wang Le curled his lips, then turned around and continued to run quickly towards the area with the ball.

Time passed unknowingly, seven or eight minutes passed. Zhong Nianhuang on the sidelines saw no one passing the ball to Wang Le. He was wondering if he would shout a few times to let the opponent get off early and stop running around the court with a headless fly like a shameful look.

Just as Zhong Nianhuang was about to shout out his words, he suddenly saw Wang Le running back and forth without the ball. The speed was neither slow nor fast, and he suddenly accelerated, kicking the ground with his legs like a leopard out of the cage. He threw his hands away and raised his whole body and rushed forward quickly. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with the opponent's midfielder who was running away from the ball!

Then, without waiting for the player who was running away from the ball to react, Wang Le, who had caught up with him, poked out his big foot and kicked the ball under the opponent's feet and kicked it three meters away in the front.

At this moment, Wang Le quickly overtook the football from behind, passed the opponent's player and chased the football, and soon controlled the football at his feet.

“So fast!”

"This guy's instant explosive power is really strong, and the muscles on his legs are so strong!"

"He comes from China, not our compatriots in the island country."

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The Brazilians around the stadium were all playing football, with a very vicious eye and a little bit of knowledge. After seeing Wang Le's sudden appearance of force, he suddenly felt so excited that he became loud and loud.
Chapter completed!