"What are you talking about? What's this Pashan and that Pashan? Which Pashan?" the fat man asked suspiciously.

"That's the Pashan, the one talking to Boss Kunsha." A team member pointed at Pashan who was standing in front of Kunsha.

"I know that man's name is Pashan. Is there any problem with that?" The fat man still looked puzzled.

"No way Fatty, you don't know Pashan, the boxing champion Pashan from the underground boxing ring." The team members looked surprised, as if Fatty didn't know that Pashan was a criminal.

"Underground boxing ring...Pashan..." The fat man seemed to have some impression. He went over it in his mind again and suddenly exclaimed: "That Pashan is the boxing champion Pashan, the boxing champion who KOed his opponents in 34 consecutive fights?"

"That's Pashan. Why did he come to our team? Does he want to cause trouble for our boss? That shouldn't be the case. Boss Kunsha is a magic armor master. He shouldn't have the courage to do that, right? Could he join our team? That's even more ridiculous. How can he, an underground boxing champion, come to play football..."

The fat man smiled bitterly and said, "You really got it right, kid. He is here to play football."

"Oh my god, is this true? If Pashan comes to play football, what position will he play?" Several players shouted, "With Pashan's physical fitness, no matter what position he plays, he will be a killer! He won't replace me, right?"

"Don't worry, the position he wants is goalkeeper." The fat man looked at Li Xiu with a wry smile.

Not only the fat guy, but the other players also breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Li Xiu with sympathy.

In today's football league, although technology is still very useful, absolute physical fitness can make up for the lack of technology.

Especially for the goalkeeper position, physical fitness is particularly important.

Pashan's physical fitness is frighteningly high. With him around, Li Xiu, the goalkeeper who originally had the opportunity to be a starter, will probably only be a substitute in the future, and it is hard to say whether he will have a chance to play.

He can even withstand a physical fight with his opponent in a boxing ring, let alone playing football.

"Brother, I didn't know that guy was actually Pashan..." The fat man explained to Li Xiu with a wry smile. It seemed that he also thought that Li Xiu had no chance.

“Let’s wait and see.” Li Xiu was not panicked at all. His absolute physical fitness could indeed crush everything. The question was, could Pashan’s physical fitness really crush everything absolutely?

Pashan stood in front of Kunsha, stared at Kunsha and said coldly: "Kunsha, I am here, I will help you win the championship, and then you follow me."

Kunsha took off the towel from his face, sat up, looked at Pashan, smiled and said: "I think I underestimated football."

"I just ask you if you agree. I will help you win the championship and you come with me." Pashan said again persistently.

"I think you should choose the goalkeeper position?" Kunsha said.

"Yes, with me guarding the goal, no one else can score a goal. You only need to be responsible for scoring goals, and then win the championship and follow me." said Pashan.

"It seems that you haven't joined the team yet? If I'm not mistaken, you should need to compete with that person for the goalkeeper position, right?" Kunsha looked in the direction of Li Xiu.

"There is no suspense. I said that as long as I am here, no one can score a goal. For you, I will not let anyone score a goal." Pashan said coldly.

"Defeat that person first and get your goalkeeper position." Kunsha said lightly.

"Okay, wait for me." Pashan turned and walked towards Li Xiu.

"Pashan..." The fat man saw Pashan coming and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Pashan.

"That's him, right? Let's start the tryout now," Pashan said expressionlessly.

The fat man glanced at the rest area. Zheng Xiu and Sha Chu were standing there chatting, each holding a drink in their hands, and they looked like they were having a very happy chat.

Seeing Sha Chu nod to him slightly, the fat man took a deep breath and said, "The trial is very simple. You two will guard the goal respectively, and let our players take ten penalty kicks each. Whoever saves the most balls wins."

"I'll go first. We don't need ten players. Don't you have a player named Bal? He should be the best goal scorer in your team besides Kunsa, right? Just let him score ten goals." Pashan said, and walked directly to the goal without even wearing gloves. He said to the fat man again: "Let's start."

The fat man had no choice but to call Bal over again.

"Bal, are you okay?" the fat man asked Bal.

"No problem, the rest time is enough, the skills have been restored, and I will take good care of this boxing champion." An evil smile appeared on Bal's lips.

"Don't make trouble, the boss is watching us." The fat man had a headache.

Bal ignored him and walked directly to the penalty spot. He looked at Pashan and challenged him: "I heard you are a boxing champion. Can you play football?"

"Simple rules, you'll understand them at a glance," Pashan replied coldly.

"Don't underestimate football, it can cost you your life." Bal sneered.

"Then let me see how you want to kill me." Pashan did not give in and looked at Bal. The eyes of the two were about to collide and spark lightning in the air.

"Then it's as you wish." Bal had just been upset with Li Xiu, and now here comes some boxing champion, and he has found an outlet to vent.

He touched the football with his feet, pulled the ball back, then kicked it directly. His thighs tensed, bursting out with terrifying power, and the blood lines on his fingers lit up again.

Buzz!

The razor ball reappeared, and the football, with violent rotation and buzzing, tore through space and roared in front of Pashan.

"He used a razor ball right at the start. Is Bal going to cause trouble?" The players all looked at Pashan, wanting to know how he was going to deal with this ball.

Suddenly, a big hand appeared behind the football.

The football, which was originally spinning and roaring, suddenly stopped and was frozen in the air.

Pashan just stood there without moving, stretched out one hand and grabbed the football tightly. He didn't even wear gloves. The football in his hand was like a child's toy, without any lethality.

Bal was stunned, the players were stunned, and even Shachu in the rest area was slightly surprised.

"Pashan's physical fitness is unmatched in the underground boxing ring. Playing a game like football is not too easy for him. If he hadn't strongly requested to come to the Crazy Football Team, I really wouldn't want to let him waste his time here." Zheng Xiu took a sip of coffee and said with some pride.

"It's really good. Thank you for sending me such a goalkeeper." Sha Chu smiled and nodded.

"Don't waste time, keep going." Pashan threw his foot directly under Bal's feet.

Bal's face turned pale and he kicked the ball without saying a word.

It was still a razor-sharp shot, but this time his target was not Pashan's body, but the upper left corner of the goal.

The ball was fast, powerful and accurate, like a flash of lightning that crossed the short distance of ten meters and reached the goal in an instant.

Pashan moved his body and appeared in front of the football like a ghost, and grabbed the roaring football with one hand again.

Ball after ball, ten balls in a row, at such a close distance, Pashan didn't even have to dive, he just stood there and caught all the balls with one hand.

Invincible!

These two words were the only ones left in the minds of all the players. With such physical fitness and reaction playing football, who could score against him?