Ball king grower

"Lin Yu——! Oh oh oh oh! It's Lin Yu again!"

"We thought there was no chance for a ball. Lin Yu rushed to it again. Such accurate prediction and such terrifying speed. What can I say? It's really great!"

When Bell's pass was about to pass the bottom line, Lin Yu hooked the ball back with an almost zero-degree hook. Not only that, after the ball slipped through an arc, it actually scored into Barcelona's goal

In the goal.

"Mamma Mia!"

"Oh my God!"

"A goal like a god!"

"Hat trick! Hat trick! Lin Yu's hat trick reversed the score for Real Madrid. This is probably the most bizarre thing I have seen today. This is one person's football performance!"

"Let's look at the time. Thirteen minutes have just passed and Lin Yu has already scored three goals. In the remaining thirty-two minutes, what wonderful things will Lin Yu do?

Performance!"

"We can't let him continue like this. If he continues like this, the Barcelona players will go completely crazy!"

Of course the commentators would not know that, to be precise, Lin Yu only had seven minutes left to run on the court in this game, not 32 minutes.

If Lin Yu wants to score five goals in twenty minutes, he must be so crazy, otherwise he will not be able to complete the task, which will probably lead to him quitting football for the rest of his life, and perhaps he can only be a coach at best.

.

As before, Lin Yu still didn't celebrate, which made the Real Madrid players a little strange. They couldn't understand why Lin Yu was so anxious. Isn't there still a long time? The one who is anxious now should be Barcelona.

But even if they have doubts, they can't ask them on the court. It seems they can only wait until after the game is over.

"Damn it, I don't want to play anymore, this is just fucking bullying!" Pique cursed angrily.

"Okay. It's our incompetence, so stop complaining so much." Valdez said behind him.

"Bah, you still have the nerve to say that you have misjudged the direction of several balls in a row. I really wonder if you are their undercover!"

"What did you say?"

"I said you were the undercover agent from the other side!"

"Say another fucking thing!"

"Undercover!"

"Fuck, I'll fight you!"

Pique and Valdés, who were in an extremely bad mood because of being scored on consecutively, got into a fight over a few words and even got into a fight.

At this time, Lin Yu, who was running towards the midfield with the ball in his arms, saw this scene and actually handed the ball to his teammate, and then ran into Barcelona's penalty area.

"Pique and Valdés had a quarrel. That's right. It's normal. It's such a game. I must be feeling uncomfortable."

"Eh? What's going on with Lin Yu? What did Lin Yu do in the past? Is it interesting to join in the fun?"

When the referee saw Lin Yu passing by, he thought this matter was going to be a big deal. After all, everyone knew Lin Yu's temper. But when he was about to blow the whistle, he suddenly rubbed his ears in shock.

I thought I misheard what Lin Yu said.

Lin Yu pushed Valdez away with one hand and pushed Pique away with the other hand, and said seriously: "We are all teammates, why are we making trouble? We are not afraid of being laughed at, so stop it quickly!"

The referee rubbed his ears and then his eyes. He once again confirmed that what he saw was Real Madrid's jersey, and it was Lin Yu. Not Messi, not Barcelona's jersey.

"Damn it in broad daylight, there are enough weird things happening today!" The referee shook his head, looking in disbelief.

Cristiano Ronaldo originally thought that Lin Yu was coming to fight and wanted to come over to help. Who knew that Lin Yu would actually do something like this and confuse him.

Pique and Valdes had a little fever on their faces. They didn't expect that Lin Yu would come to break up the fight, which made them feel a little embarrassed.

When Lin Yu ran towards the midfield again, Cristiano Ronaldo asked: "Your kid changed his gender today? Why did you help those two people break up the fight? Wouldn't it be nice for them to make a fuss?"

Lin Yu glanced at Ronaldo and said with a smile: "Let them make trouble? Who will compensate me for the time wasted? Didn't I just say it? I can only play for another twenty minutes in the game, and now there are only seven minutes left.

"

"I don't quite understand."

"I'll explain to you later. Get ready to start the game. I'm going to continue to score goals." Lin Yu patted his good friend and sped up and ran towards the midfield.

…

Barcelona's nightmare did not end because of the quarrel between Pique and Valdes, nor did it stop because of Lin Yu's hat trick.

In the seventeenth minute of the game, Lin Yu received a pass from his teammate from the wing. Although his back was to the goal, he knocked the ball into the goal with his heel.

All the commentators sighed. Such Lin Yu was unstoppable. He could even score goals with his heel. What method should he use to stop him?

In the 19th minute, Lin Yu got another chance. This time it was a free kick, about 25 meters away from the goal.

In the sports battle, Barcelona players felt that because Lin Yu was too fast, they could not implement coach Klopp's tactical strategy, but the set piece was different. Lin Yu had to stop no matter how fast he was, so Butzquez

When he reached Lin Yu's side, he did not interfere with Lin Yu's line of sight, so this was not considered a foul.

Just when Lin Yu adjusted the angle and prepared to shoot, Butzkes lowered his voice and said: "Lin Yu, do you know? Your girlfriend has such a damn good figure, and her breasts are really firm. She looks like a man."

I’m so greedy, I really want to hold her in my arms and sleep all night. I heard that you haven’t slept with her yet? It’s so miserable. Have you been cuckolded?”

Such humiliation, let alone Lin Yu's poor concentration, would definitely be affected even if his concentration was good.

But Lin Yu, who drank the concentration potion at this time, couldn't hear what Butzkes was saying at all. He just saw Butskes opening and closing his mouth and saying something, which felt ridiculous.

When the referee blew the whistle, Lin Yu shot the ball without any distractions. The ball bypassed the wall and then suddenly fell. Valdes once again misjudged the direction and the ball successfully fell into the goal.

"Five goals! Facing Barcelona again. Lin Yu scored five goals by himself!"

"Hahaha, another five blessings. Lin Yu, you are really awesome!"

"Barcelona should really cry. They absolutely don't want to see this kind of game, and this kind of result is not what they want to see."

"From 0:2 to 5:0! This is Lin Yu's performance alone. What happened in the fifteen minutes of intermission?"

"There is nothing I can do. I can't even analyze it. I can only describe it as a miracle."

"Does Pele have such ability? No! Does Maradona have such ability? No! Does Ronaldo (Brazil) have such ability? No! Does Messi have such ability? No! Yes, only him,

Only Lin Yu has such an ability. If he can maintain this state all the time, then he will be a god in the football world, and no one dares to say no!"

Butzquez looked at the ball that crashed into the goal. He had a big mouth. He failed. The tried and tested trick actually failed this time. It was over. There were still more than 20 minutes left. How to save his team?

Ah, will they lose like Liverpool and lose their pants?

When he was stunned, Lin Yu asked, "What were you talking about just now?"

"What?"

"I asked you what you just said when I took the free kick?"

"It's useless to say anything, it's useless." Butzkes repeated this sentence, but he was already on the verge of collapse.

"Crazy." Lin Yu shook his head, and then looked at the time. It was twenty minutes in a few dozen seconds. It was better to celebrate now.

This time, he ran to the side of the court, first gave Zidane a close hug, and then called on his teammates to celebrate together.

The current score is Real Madrid 5:2 Barcelona, ​​and there are still more than 20 minutes left. Even if Lin Yu is not on the court, Messi is not here, so Real Madrid can definitely win this game.

After the celebration, Lin Yu sat down on the ground and lay down. He didn't expect that the so-called physical exhaustion was so terrifying, that he was about to lose consciousness.

Before passing out, he said to Zidane, "Boss! Substitute, I can't hold on anymore."

Lin Yu was carried away on a stretcher. Real Madrid players and fans were very worried, but the game had to continue, and it was impossible for them to leave with Lin Yu.

It was Zidane who said: "You have to understand that no matter what happens to Lin Yu, the good situation he has worked so hard to create must be maintained until the end of this game. There is no Messi or Ine on the other side."

Star, don’t lose to them.”

"Don't worry, Boss, we are not wimps like that!"

The next game seemed to really be like a game. Barcelona's players gradually returned to normal, and Real Madrid's players also worked very hard. Both sides refused to give in to each other. It was a very exciting game.

But at this time, the commentators and reporters were more concerned about Lin Yu.

"What happened to Lin Yu? He collapsed after twenty minutes of violent state? Will this affect his future games?"

"I think it's a bit troublesome. Lin Yu must have taken some medicine."

This person guessed it right, but that kind of medicine cannot be detected by current earth technology. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is cheating, but if it cannot be detected, it is useless.

"A urine test will definitely be conducted. After all, Lin Yu's reaction is too much like taking some kind of medicine."

"Yes, yes, if that's the case, the results of this game will definitely be cancelled. Maybe Barcelona will replace Real Madrid and become the King's Cup champion this time."

"I don't care who the champion is, I just want to know what happened to Lin Yu!"

The match between Real Madrid and Barcelona ended with a score of 6:4. It has to be said that Klopp's Barcelona is still very effective. After Lin Yu came off the field, he actually scored two goals. If Lin Yu hadn't scored

With enough balls, they really have the possibility of a comeback.

It's just that because of Lin Yu's incident, the King's Cup award ceremony was postponed for a while, and it didn't start until the urine test results were obtained.

"What? That kid didn't take medicine, how is this possible!"

"There can't be anything fishy, ​​right? Has the Spanish Football Association collected illegal money?"

"Probably not. The relationship between the Spanish Football Association and Lin Yu is not that good. What's more, for the sake of fairness, many people were present at this urine test. Many reporters saw the result in person."

"Damn it, does that person have convulsions?"

"Who knows, there are people like that..."

"Oh, seeing the Copa del Rey fall into the hands of Real Madrid, I feel really unhappy."

These discussions can't affect anything. As long as the official results are given, it will be fine. Lin Yu's sudden outburst was not caused by drugs. It was just that his physical strength dropped to a dangerous level after those twenty minutes of competition.

Fainting, it's not a problem to do this once, but if it happens a few times, it will be life-threatening. Maybe Lin Yu will never wake up in the future.

Lin Yu only learned about this kind of thing from Xiaoshuidi later, and he was almost frightened.

"You can't use concentration potions anymore. From now on, you should just practice in the concentration copy of the King of Football Development Device."

"Hehe, let me tell you a good thing. This dungeon will be very exciting, just don't let your eyes be deceived!" Xiao Shuidi said mysteriously.