My perfect shot shocked the whole world

Lin Ran looked up and saw three young men walking towards Krera and them.

It was a tall and sturdy young man who was 1.9 meters tall who spoke.

The other two young men beside him were also tall and looked oppressive.

When Clera saw the comer, his expression became a little unnatural, and he reluctantly smiled and said, "Fernando, are you here too?" "Even you

can come as a waste that can fall down at the touch of a touch, of course we have to come, if we don't come, Atletico Madrid will be occupied by your waste." The young man named Fernando said with an arrogant face, causing the two young men next to him to laugh, obviously not taking Clara in front of him in his eyes.

Hearing Fernando call himself a waste, Crera was obviously a little angry, but he looked at the three big guys in front of him who were half a head taller than him, and finally held back from having a seizure.

Seeing that Clara didn't say anything, the three young men became even more proud, and laughed as if no one was around.

"Clara, who are these three fools? How are they like mad dogs?" Lin Ran on the side couldn't help but speak out when he saw his companion being ridiculed.

Hearing Lin Ran's words, the three people who were still laughing proudly stopped laughing at the same time, and looked at Lin Ran with fierce eyes.

"Asian boy, are you looking for death? Believe it or not I'm going to beat you out of the?" Fernando said with a fierce look on his face.

"I don't believe it, if you dare to do it, I'll let you taste the power of our Chinese kung fu. Lin Ran said and put on a martial arts starting style, with a welcome expression on his face.

This time it really scared the other party, and the prestige of Huaguo Kung Fu still made the three big men on the opposite side a little jealous.

Several people were in a stalemate for a few seconds, and a young man beside Fernando pulled the corner of Fernando's clothes and said: "Fernando, if you fight here, you will be driven away, and if you want to clean up that kid, you have to wait until the trial is over."

Hearing the young man's words, Fernando secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but on the surface he still looked reluctant, and said to Lin Ran angrily: "Count you lucky boy, you'd better pray not to touch me on the field for a while, otherwise I will let you know the fate of offending me Fernando." The

three of them walked towards each other as they spoke, turning their heads and glaring at them with fierce eyes as they walked.

It wasn't until the three of them walked away that Crera on the side breathed a sigh of relief, and said with some worry: "Lin, if you offend Fernando, he will definitely retaliate, you have to be careful."

"It's okay, I'll be careful. What does this guy do? Looks arrogant?"

"He's the main centre-back for the team in the neighborhood next door, and this guy is notorious in our community, and every year in the community games someone gets injured for his ferocious defense. My good friend Fausto broke his leg last year and has not yet returned to normal, considering that he is a striker who was highly expected by our community, and now he has to say goodbye to his beloved football.

Clara said sadly.

"It's okay, I'll help you teach them a lesson," Lin Ran said very righteously.

Hearing Lin Ran's words, Clara's mood seemed to be better.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard someone in the crowd say, "The coach is here, stand up!"

Lin Ran raised his eyes and saw a middle-aged man in his forties with a serious face walking over.

He was followed by a man in his thirties, holding a notebook in his hand, which looked like it should be the assistant of the middle-aged man in front of him.

The middle-aged man walked up to the group of young players waiting for a tryout and stood still, first scanning the audience with his eagle-sharp eyes.

It was only when everyone was nervous that he spoke: "I'm Atletico Madrid's youth coach Flores, and I'm next to my assistant coach Moya.

"First of all, I'd like to welcome you to come here for a tryout, Atletico Madrid is a great club and there have been a lot of talented players out of here, Raul, Torres, who have trained here.

"If you can pass the tryout today, you could be the next Raul, the next Torres.

Flores' words made a group of young players shine a longing light in their eyes, who wouldn't want to be Raul, Torres's kind of star in the spotlight.

But then Flores changed his words and said seriously: "We only need to recruit five players for today's trial, and there are forty-seven of them, so I only need the best to go through a series of selections today."

This sentence immediately made everyone on the field nervous, and the eyes of the people around them were vigilant, because these people around them would become competitors for a while.

Seeing that his words had an effect, the corners of Flores' mouth turned up slightly, and he continued: "Next, we will have a group confrontation, and the specific rules will be explained by Coach Moya later." Alright, lads, put your best foot forward and go for this chance that might change your fate.

After Flores finished speaking, he nodded to Moya behind him, and then walked to the coach's bench on the side.

Mo Ya, who had a bearded face, stepped forward and said loudly: "According to the information you provided, we have divided you into four teams according to your position on the field, and you will have two groups to fight later. The game lasts 45 minutes and we will score you based on your performance in the match, with the five people with the highest final score remaining.

"Now the person whose name I read comes up and gets the race vest.

"Castro! RED goalkeeper. "

Morales! "

Gonzalez! "

......

As the names were pronounced, young people walked out of the crowd one by one and went up to take over their vests.

The vest is divided into two types: red and yellow, representing the red and yellow teams, respectively.

"Krera!

Hearing his name, Clera hurriedly stepped forward and took his red vest, his number was 11.

"Huh......? Forest...... RED striker.

Obviously, this twisted Chinese name made Mo Ya a little stumbling, but his good professionalism made him adjust quickly.

Hearing his name, Lin Ran immediately walked out of the crowd and stepped forward to take over his vest, the number on the vest was 10, a very good number.

Seeing Lin Ran, a black-haired, yellow-skinned Chinese, Mo Ya was a little surprised, but quickly smiled and said: "Huaguo boy, welcome to the Atletico Madrid Academy, play well in a while, I am optimistic about you."

"Thank you, I'll try. Lin Ran had a good impression of the bearded man in front of him.

Moya quickly finished reading the name, and the people whose names were read were divided into two teams according to the color of the vests, and they all stood on the court, just waiting for the game to start.