The players' discussions were not small, and Lin Feng could hear some of them on the sidelines. However, in the face of doubts, Lin Feng just smiled slightly. There were too many people questioning him along the way, but what was the result?

The team's training continued until 7 o'clock in the evening. Craig did not arrange for Lin Feng to practice with the team, and even seemed to forget the new member of the team. During this period, Lin Feng just did the so-called adaptation field training on the sidelines of the court. .

"Hey, Lin Qianqian, I'm glad we can be teammates." After the training, several Leicester City players walked to Lin Feng with a smile.

"Hello." Lin Feng shrugged and responded indifferently.

"How about it? You can adapt to the training! Haha, Coach Craig is really biased. Your training intensity is not one-tenth of us. Oh, by the way, my name is Panica, I play for the striker. I heard that we are in the same position." The person who spoke was wearing an orange training shirt, which was worn by the substitute in groups.

Lin Feng knew that it would be no good for a few people to come to him. Sure enough, Panica was clearly here to provoke.

However, Panica obviously found the wrong person and provoked Lin Feng, but the result was often miserable...

Lin Feng glanced at Panica and said lightly: "Panica, well, I remember this name."

"You should indeed remember my name, because we are not just teammates, but I will also be the one who teaches you how to play in the Premier League." Panica said arrogantly: "I heard that you performed well in the Asian Champions League and scored eight goals in a single game? What I want to tell you now is that the European arena is not a pediatric Asian field. It is very difficult to score a goal here, but for the sake of our teammates, I am happy to teach you how to score..."

"Tell me how to score a goal?" Lin Feng interrupted Panica's words directly, and pointed to the substitute training shirt on Panica with a smirk, and said, "Let's talk about it when its color turns green."

"What an arrogant guy. You know, you don't even have the orange ones to wear!" Panica was a little angry and said coldly: "Since you dare to laugh at my identity as a substitute, then we will compete. I will let you know that you are not even qualified to play as a substitute here!!"

"No problem, I accept your challenge, what should I compare to?" Lin Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled with a playful smile. He knew that if he wanted to quickly gain recognition in the team, this kind of competition was inevitable, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"We are all forwards, so we're more than shooting." Panica thought for a while and said again: "The free kick at the fixed point 30 meters away, five chances, and it depends on who scores more."

"Well, this competition is fair." Lin Feng nodded.

"Okay, you'll soon know the difference between you and a Premier League player!" Panica sneered and curled her lips, then shouted at a player next to her: "Locke, I'm going to trouble you with the goalkeeper."

"I'm happy to witness your competition." The man named Rock was the third goalkeeper in Leicester City. He had no chance to play for the whole season, but now he is very motivated.

The group walked back to the stadium.

And those players who were about to leave stopped when they heard that Panica was going to compete with Lin Feng.

"Who do you think Panica or Lin Feng will win?"

"That's all right, of course it's Panica, this guy's shooting skills are pretty good."

"Yes, how could Panica lose to a player from the Chinese Super League? It's a joke."

"Okazaki, who do you think they will win? Panica is your substitute. If nothing unexpected happens, Lin Feng's position should be the same as him, and they are your substitute." Okazaki Shinji is the main striker of Leicester City, from Japan. Because he is also an Asian player and his positions overlap, so naturally someone asks him for his opinion.

"I'm not sure who wins and loses, but if you do such a thing to them, they can only be substitutes!" Okazaki Shinji responded arrogantly. He has been playing in the Premier League for several years, and few Asian players can gain a foothold in the Premier League.

"Haha, Okazaki Kwan is right. No matter how these two compete, they are just your substitute." Another main player of the team laughed and agreed.

In front of the goal.

Locke has stood up, Lin Feng and Panica are standing within the penalty area line.

"You can choose whether to kick first or later." Panica said with a relaxed look on her face.

"Then let's kick first." Lin Feng responded expressionlessly.

"Okay, let's see your footwork first." Panica shrugged and then exited the penalty area.

Lin Feng bent down and carefully arranged the football.

"Hey, boy, let me see how you footwork is. Oh, no, it should be said that it will let you see the strength of a Premier League goalkeeper." Locke, who was stepping on the goal line, shouted at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't say anything. After setting up the football, he slowly took seven or eight steps back, leaving himself with space to run.

"It looks decent, as if he can kick in!" Panica curled her lips disdainfully.

At this time, Lin Feng raised his right hand and gave Locke a starting signal, but the latter did not seem to care about Lin Feng's signal, and he still looked relaxed.

Rub, rub, rub...

Lin Feng started running up and his speed was getting faster and faster...

Bang!

The instep fits perfectly with the football. Lin Feng swung it out with one foot, and the football flew up, drew a wonderful arc in the air, hanging straight on the upper right corner of the goal!

Lin Feng's kick was very powerful and the angle was outrageous. Although Locke, who was standing on the goal line, his movements were still slower, and the football flew into the goal cleanly!

"this……"

"In?"

"I actually entered?"

Seeing this, Panica, who was standing behind Lin Feng, was stunned.

Locke, who was guarding the goal, looked confused when he looked at the football inside the goal. He never expected that Lin Feng could shoot such a high-quality shot.

On the side of the court.

The team's main striker Shinji Okazaki, as well as several other main strikers, Mares, and Ndidi also looked surprised.

"The quality of this shot is unexpectedly high!" Mares sighed.

"Football is in a dead corner and will not give the goalkeeper any chance." Ndidi nodded.

"If it were me who was guarding the goal, I might not be able to catch it." said Schmeichel, the team's main goalkeeper.

Shinji Okazaki frowned and pondered for a moment and said coldly: "He is lucky, but that's all!"

"Are you lucky? It's possible." Mares nodded.

"It doesn't look like luck, he's calm, and this shot doesn't seem to be fooled." Ndidi said.

"Didn't you shoot five times, just look at it again," Schmeichel said.
Chapter completed!