The ball finally went in...

1:0, the main team took the lead. Wu Lei did not choose to shoot alone, but helped Gao Lin. I don’t know whether it was a lack of self-confidence or a strong team spirit. Maybe only he knows.

After scoring the goal, Gao Lin came over to thank Wu Lei, but Luo Wu did not join in the celebration. What's the point?

"Too accurate."

"Really accurate!"

The team leader lamented on the sidelines, "In the past, almost no one in our team dared to move the ball like this, let alone pass it so accurately..."

"If I had a better striker..."

Amid the complaints from the team leader, the game had resumed, and Zhang Xizhe was anxious to send a through ball. As a result, the ball was intercepted by Huang Bowen, and Huang Bowen knocked it to Zheng Zhi. Zheng Zhi also showed off a through ball, but the quality was inferior to

Zhang Xizhe's ball was too high. Zhang Xizhe's ball just now was a half-high ball, while Zheng Zhi's ball was close to the turf and went straight to Luo Wu's feet! The difference in basic skills was clearly revealed through comparison.

But this time, as soon as Luo Wu stopped the ball, Chi Zhongguo and Wu Xi put their hands on Luo Wu's left and right shoulders almost at the same time, and pulled Luo Wu forcefully.

Luo Wu took a staggering step and then gave up.

The whistle sounded.

This is an obvious foul.

The set kick in the frontcourt is nearly 28 meters away from the goal. It is not a problem for Luo Wu. He has two ways to shoot free kicks.

Captain Zheng Zhi personally helped him pick up the ball.

"You come."

"Okay." Luo Wu nodded, not polite at all.

When I looked up, there were actually eight players lined up in a human wall. It was really dumbfounding...

Well, this shows that everyone attaches great importance to his free kick ability! Yan Junling in front of the goal even shouted to his teammates loudly, arranging everyone's position.

Luo Wu, however, had long opened up the running space.

It doesn't matter how you arrange it, I just want to shoot according to my own ideas...

So, when the whistle sounded, the scimitar, the full moon scimitar.

After the ball crossed the wall, it flew into the upper left corner of the goal like a precise missile. Yan Junling had no reaction at all.

"too fast."

"Grass."

"It's really fast."

The person who spoke was not Yan Junling, who was still confused. The person who spoke was Zeng Cheng, who was standing at the opposite goal.

Zeng Cheng has not touched the ball yet, but he has been very focused, especially on Luo Wu's free kick just now.

Standing on his own goal line, he could feel the terror of this shot...

2:0, Luo Wu finally scored his first goal in the training match.

Zheng Zhi immediately gave him a thumbs up.

"so amazing."

"Luo Wu, you are simply not human..."

Not just Zheng Zhi? At this moment, no one is dissatisfied with Luo Wu. Just hitting the door with one kick made Yan Junling lose his armor. Who can do it?

This training match is really too easy. In the past, it was difficult to score such an easy score even if I had exhausted my energy from milking. There would always be a lot of unexpected goals as novices pecked each other.

But now, there are no accidents, everything is inevitable.

Fight again.

The main team still firmly controls the ball. With a nuclear weapon like Luo Wu, they only need to pass the ball well and move into good positions, instead of tossing around like headless flies.

Chi Zhongguo and Wu Xi were almost stuck around Luo Wu, but there was Zheng Zhi on the main side. When Luo Wu was heavily guarded, Zheng Zhi could still calmly command the team.

Therefore, the substitute side has no choice at all.

What's more, when Chi Zhongguo and Wu Xi failed to keep an eye on Luo Wu and let Luo Wu retreat at the top of the penalty area?

After Yan Junling tasted the Full Moon Scimitar, he also tasted the feeling of being defeated by a Tomahawk missile.

Luo Wu almost started on the spot and shot the ball towards the upper right corner of the goal. Yan Junling once again defended the goal with his eyes.

3:0……

"alright,"

"That's it for the first half."

Lippi finally spoke to the assistant coach.

This is why Luo Wu doesn't have to come to participate in training or friendly matches, because it doesn't make much sense...

He can really solve problems on his own.

At least when playing against weak teams, his ability is so outstanding and shocking...

A rookie will always be a rookie, he cannot become a phoenix, but if the king leads a bunch of pigs to fight, he will still be the king.

"In the second half, I won't let him play."

"Don't cause unnecessary injuries."

At this time, on a bench beside the stadium, a young man was typing on his notebook with his head lowered, and then posting news items one after another.

The news was passed to the domestic Qiu Di app.

The football emperor is paralyzed.

This man has been paralyzed for nearly half an hour after posting his first news.

When the Chinese fans learned that Luo Wu had arrived in Doha, Qatar, and appeared in training, the server that understood the game couldn't bear it in just a few minutes.

News about Luo Wu has been paralyzed before, but never for such a long time...
Chapter completed!