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Chapter 103 Thousands of troops and one general
"Yang Feng's free kick hit the wall. I have to say that Schalke 04 really should study how to score through free kicks. Last season they didn't score directly with any free kick. The number of goals scored by ball cooperation is only three. This is not just a matter of wasting opportunities. When you are a master of free kicks, any defensive player will become timid when defending near the penalty area, which is also a kind of protection for the offensive player..."

"Yang Feng touched the ball three times, one was a sudden cold arrow that almost helped the team get a fantastic start, one time let Gundogan get a yellow card in the opening stage, and one time he shot directly from a free kick. His condition is so good explode."

For Schalke, this is indeed good news, but the bad news is that, except for Yang Feng, everyone else's status is offline.

Another good news is that not only is the state of his own players not right, but the state of Dortmund's players also seems to be very spicy.

The good Ruhr Derby, the good-for-nothing showdown, the fantasy opening match, all of which had a bad taste.

The two sides were unable to enter the state for a long time, and the result was that Yang Feng's long-distance raid in the opening stage became the only bright spot in the audience in the opening 10 minutes.

Stevens had no choice but to call Yang Feng to the sidelines while the ball was dead.

"Yang, drop back and play midfielder!"

"Midfield? Me?"

It’s not that he has never played in the midfield, after all he can hold the ball, but the midfielder is not just able to dribble the ball, vision, overall situation, passing and the ability to attack in series are the key, and in these aspects, Yang Feng All can't get on the stage.

"Yes, I need you to use your personal ability to revitalize the midfield. They play like dogs!" Stevens probably knew that his words were a bit too much, and in the end he simply put his hand over his mouth and gritted his teeth Growled out the thoughts in his heart.

"...Just let me be a stick for X?"

"Why do you think that?"

"Isn't that what you mean? Do you still want me to single out a group of them?"

"No!" Stevens vehemently denied, but that's what he actually meant. It's just that the last thing every head coach wants to highlight is the personal role of the star, because that would make his tactics fail and make him look like a waste.

"Okay, that's it," Yang Feng understood in seconds, "Thank you for thinking highly of me."

"You can do it," Stevens pushed hard, "show them the strength of the best rookie!"

"The best fucking players don't have that quality."

The best player in the Bundesliga last season was Royce, but he seemed to be invisible in the first 10 minutes, obviously not yet able to fully integrate into the team.

The entire Bundesliga currently dares to say that it can blow up a team by itself, and it is probably Robben and Ribery who are in a state of explosion.

Raul is known as a striker, but when he played 4-3-3, he actually did most of the work in the midfield. After seeing Yang Feng's position, he moved to a position almost parallel to his own. I thought the head coach had some instructions He was asked to convey it, but the boy became very angry as soon as he opened his mouth, "The coach said let me teach you how to play midfield."

"You?" Raul glanced at him, then pointed to himself, "Teach me to play midfield?"

Yang Feng nodded seriously, "Yes."

"It's not enough to grab a free kick, but also to grab a position?"

"Who told you to play badly?" Yang Feng said, "I gave you a chance, but you are useless."

"Then I go up the front line?"

"No, you stay and assist me."

"..." Raul looked at him suspiciously, "Are you sure the coach said so?"

"Of course... the ball is coming."

The ball flew up from the backcourt, but the deviation was a bit outrageous, and it went out of the boundary.

Yang Feng ran for a while, and finally arrived before the football went out of bounds, but of course Dortmund would not miss a man as big as him, and Leitner hurried to catch up immediately.

The football had already fallen to the left and right sides of the knee, and Berba's stop was not blocked. Yang Feng jumped up lightly, and stopped the ball directly with the outside of his right foot.

The man landed with the ball, and then flicked his right foot again, and the football flew directly over Laettner's head.

Leitner braked sharply, turned around, Yang Feng had already caught up with the football, and after another magnetic stop on his feet, he dribbled the ball towards the baseline to kill.

Gundogan seemed to have forgotten that he already had a yellow card, and immediately became a fierce slider.

It was too late to accelerate, Yang Feng could only step on the ball and then pull, avoid his tackle and then pull the ball and turn around.

"From Jing Duoan and Yang Feng's exquisite cooperation, a Marseille maneuver that seems to have been rehearsed countless times! Yang Feng passed the two and continued to run along the sidewalk."

Raul runs parallel in the middle, but at a slower speed and slightly behind.

Uchida Atsuto ran up to meet him, right behind Yang Feng.

Raul knew what kind of virtue Yang Feng had when he brought the ball. He completely bowed his head, the kind that I would not look up until the earth exploded, so he quickly reminded loudly: "Uchida is behind you!"

Yang Feng was about to bump into Schmelzer, and when he heard it, he knocked the ball back without hesitation, then bypassed Schmelzer with his own empty gun, and ran behind him.

Atsuto Uchida just passed Gundogan behind him, and he threw a pass at the football.

The football passed over Schmelzer's head and fell in front of Yang Feng.

Schmelzer immediately raised his hand, "Offside! Offside!"

The lineman stared at Yang Feng closely, and ignored him.

"Beautiful! Yang Feng picked the ball up and passed two people in a row, and then, like eyes in the back of his head, he gave the ball to Atsuto Uchida with his heel. Atsuto Uchida passed an overhead ball. Hummels and Pi Szczek's position is obviously delayed, and the ball is not offside!"

"Huntelaar is running, Raul and Draxler are also in the box, it's a four-on-three!"

Hummels, Piszczek, Subotic VS Huntelaar, Raul, Draxler and Yang Feng, no matter how they defend, they can only hope for Gundogan and Ge who are catching up. Ross Kreutz and others, but Yang Feng didn't even pause for the overhead ball passed by Uchida Atsuto, and cut the ball directly into the penalty area, then lifted his right foot and made a Shooting action.

Hummels also ignored Huntelaar, and rushed over to block it.

"Beware of fake moves!"

"He wants to surpass others!"

The judgment of Hummels and his teammates is the same.

They had carefully studied Yang Feng's style before the game, and of course they knew that his urination was definitely the kind that even the referee would think about it before shooting, so this time the block was not so firm, but kept the second There is room for the next grab.

But Yang Feng really hit the door.

In a not very ideal position, he directly rubbed a high-quality curve ball.

Weidenfeller responded and immediately threw himself to save the ball, but unfortunately he couldn't touch the football as far as he could.

"xiu~~"

The familiar sound of football hitting the net, although subtle, came to his ears clearly...

(End of this chapter)