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Chapter 227 What kind of knife is a knife?
"Goal scored? It's only the 9th minute of the game!"

No one expected Manchester City to score so easily.

One pass, one shot, in...

Not to mention Simeone's confused face, Pellegrini himself was down for a while before raising his arms and cheering.

"GOAL!!! Yang, wonderful arc assist! Tell me, I was not the only one who seemed to see Beckham at that moment! The Chinese were absent for two weeks, so they are going to seek apprenticeship with Beckham, right?"

Whether it is the Premier League or La Liga fans, they are no strangers to such assists.

There are many players who can assist with a long pass, but there is only one player on this planet who can make such an assist from this angle: David Beckham!

Dzeko immediately rushed towards Yang Feng, jumped up high as soon as he approached, and rushed towards Yang Feng.

The 1.9-meter tall man threw himself into his arms, and Yang Feng's first reaction was to hug his head and avoid it, but fortunately he still remembered what occasion it was, so he quickly reached out to catch him, and then threw him down in disgust.

Dzeko didn't feel disgusted at all, and immediately hugged him again, and laughed loudly: "How did you pass the ball, it's really beautiful!"

Aguero also rushed over and said, "I wanted to say just now, are you possessed by Beckham?"

"If I say that this is the result of two weeks of studying his video carefully, do you believe it?"

Aguero: "No!"

Dzeko: "Trust!"

"Believe it or not?" Silva came over and asked inexplicably.

Akun pointed to Yang Feng and said, "He said that he learned the pass just now by watching the video of Beckham."

"..." Silva said, "Beckham has specially released a teaching video, and I haven't learned it after studying it for a month."

Yang Feng shook his head, "This person is different from others."

A few guys wanted to hit someone when they heard it.

Simeone already had a bad premonition on the sidelines. Although he really wanted to put on a calm posture in front of the players and fans, he collapsed halfway through the pretending, and anxiously put Diego Costa, Koke and Godin beckoned over.

He approached Costa first, almost couldn't help but grabbed his collar, and shouted in a low voice: "That little dwarf, find a way to get him! He's a big trouble!"

Costa was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking about Kanter, and he immediately took it for granted.

Manchester City's defense can only be regarded as average, except for Kompany's difficulty, the most difficult point is Kanter.

What's even more disgusting is that this little blackie is not only good at intercepting and sweeping in the midfield, but also has quite good forward ability, but his appearance and personality are unassuming, and he is accidentally ignored.

"Understood!" Costa nodded heavily, with a hint of sternness on Shengshi's beautiful face.

"As for you..." Simeone looked at Cork and Godin, suddenly felt a pain in his head, "Don't let him pass the ball!"

After finishing speaking, he added: "Don't let him break through! Don't let him enter the penalty area! Don't let him shoot from a long distance..."

While talking, there was no sound.

The three coaches looked at each other speechlessly.

22-year-old Cork, 28-year-old Godin, and 40-year-old Simeone have combined their careers for more than 30 years, and they have never seen such a disgusting opponent.

Simeone may have encountered a similar, healthy Ronaldo, but even Ronaldo, who was as thin as a lightning bolt when he was young, did not have Yang Feng's terrifying scoring ability, let alone such a ecstasy long pass.

In the end, Simeone could only choose bandit tactics, and said cryptically: "Find a way to get him off..."

Cork and Godin looked at each other and nodded tacitly.

If you want to "get" a player of Yang Feng's level, you can only change the limit.

But being sent off this time means that even if they can win, they will have to miss the finals. This determination is not so easy to make for a while.

On this side, everyone in the Manchester City team who celebrated the end was walking back.

Even if you can't hear what Simeone and the others are discussing, it is definitely not a good thing to think about it with your toenails. It is impossible to take away a victory from here without peeling off the skin. Everyone has long been prepared , but as the game continued, everyone still found that they had underestimated the difficulty of their opponents.

The two forwards seemed to have completely forgotten their accusations, turned into iron boxes in the midfield, and retreated to actively participate in the defense. As for the midfield and backcourt, it was even more crazy, and almost every action was crazy on the verge of fouling.

It doesn't matter if they act fiercely, they also provoked all kinds of provocations, and they did everything they could to provoke Manchester City's players.

In the 13th minute, as soon as Silva got the ball, Turan rushed towards him with a kind flying shovel.

Silva quickly jumped away, and the football was shoveled out of the boundary by Turan.

At this time, the Atletico fans didn't care whether you were a Spaniard or not, and immediately booed and laughed harshly at Silva.

"Hey! Coward! What are you hiding from?"

"He must have peed his pants!"

"Don't be afraid, baby, come quickly to Mommy's arms."

A good-tempered Silva was so angry that his face was livid, and he pushed up on Turan, "Are you playing football?"

Turan smiled dismissively, "Are you playing women's football?"

The referee rushed to the middle of the two and gave warnings respectively. Pellegrini on the sidelines rushed to the fourth official and shouted: "Such a dangerous move is not a foul? Do you want to wait for him to tackle someone else's foot?" Do you remember your job after that?"

The fourth official shook his head and pretended not to hear.

Yaya Toure threw the boundary ball, and just as Yang Feng received the ball, Kok continued to make various small movements behind him, pulling his jersey all at once, stepping on his sneakers all at once, anyway, just to prevent you from dribbling the ball comfortably.

Yang Feng made a sudden stop while dribbling the ball, concentrating his strength on his back, but the expected fierce impact did not come, but something knocked on his shoulder, and then a scream came from his ear.

Cork touched Yang Feng's shoulder with his chin, then fell to the ground covering his mouth, rolling wildly.

Yang Feng turned around and watched his performance helplessly.

The referee came over, and his movements and expressions were almost in sync with Yang Fengshen's. They all looked helplessly at Kirk who was still screaming on the ground with his hands on his hips.

Only then did Yang Feng remember that the referee didn't blow the whistle, so he quickly turned around, flew the ball away, and stunned all the players and the audience.

The referee was also in a state of bewilderment, and it wasn't wrong to even blow the whistle for a while, and it wasn't wrong if he didn't blow the whistle...

"Are you guys doing skits? Can you be serious! This is the Champions League! The Champions League!"

"Shocked! A famous referee actually lost his mind during the law enforcement process. Is this a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature?"

"The acting skills are too exaggerated, you can't beat the referee?"

"After falling behind 0-1, Atletico Madrid still haven't attacked yet?" He Shi expressed his puzzlement, "But they played tougher. It seems that Simeone still puts his hope in the second half of the game. It is the consistent practice of Atletico Madrid in the Simeone era..."

"Since 2011, Atletico Madrid has entered the third year of the Simeone era. This season, with the most solid defense in Europe and the gradual recovery of offensive firepower, it occupies the forefront of the La Liga standings and is expected to win the league again. After going through all kinds of tests and making it to the semi-finals, Simeone has also become one of the outstanding representatives of DNA coaches, but this extreme tactic has won him a lot of fans and also made him criticized. From the perspective of neutral fans, we still I hope to see more exciting offenses and more flexible tactics..."

When the commentators from various countries poked and poked at Simeone, Yang Feng had already brought the ball to a 45-degree angle of the penalty area.

Felipe and Godin stood in front of him together, one blocked his inside cut route, and the other blocked his long pass angle. Yang Feng glanced into the penalty area, and suddenly slammed the ball diagonally to the middle with his heel.

Kanter didn't know when he ran up quietly and took the ball in the middle.

There was no one in front of him, it was a good time to hit the goal, but this girl actually passed the ball...

"Yang Feng came to the penalty area again, should he pass or continue to pass...the ball with his heel! Beautiful! Kanter, good opportunity! Hey? Passed?"

The teammates rubbed their foreheads one after another, each with an expression of "as expected again".

Fortunately, Aguero had expected it a long time ago and was ready to receive the shot. Unfortunately, under the defense of Miranda, he barely hit the goal, and the football was once again confiscated by Courtois.

The game continued, and Costa finally attacked Kanter, but he completely misjudged this guy's character. Whether he was maliciously violated or deliberately provoked, he was like a boring gourd, and it didn't work...

Cork was not very gentle with Yang Feng. In the 24th minute of the game, he was cruel to Yang Feng again. A frontal shovel with bright spikes went directly to Yang Feng's calf.

Yang Feng could have avoided it, but he jumped up on purpose to hook the toe of his shoe, and then rolled over him.

Originally, he would roll around a few times and wait for the referee to come over to deal with it, but he didn't have this character, so he jumped up and grabbed Cork's neck.

What the teacher said is good, one punch is enough to avoid a hundred punches. You can't get used to this kind of person. A yellow card is better than a wheelchair.

Players from both sides quickly squeezed together. During the chaotic battle, Yang Feng didn't know who kicked him a few times, and he didn't know who kicked him a few times. Anyway, neither side took advantage.

The referee came over and gave Yang Feng a topaz card, but what made him unhappy was that Cork was only a yellow card.

Cork has made a profit, but the home fans are still dissatisfied. There are all kinds of boos and greetings. Manchester City also believes that Cork should be sent off. After another round of wrangling, the game can finally continue.

Sure enough, there is something about the strongest defense in Europe. Under Atletico Madrid's stalking, Manchester City's offense was not smooth, but after Yang Feng showed his fist, his teammates seemed to have received the signal and began to fight against Atletico Madrid. Head-to-head, the game was bumpy and soon came to No. 308 minutes.

Yang Feng took the ball in midfield, and Rainbow played Cork again.

Cork put a shovel behind his back, but Yang Feng suddenly stopped and pulled the ball out of the way, and then picked the ball past him again.

Dribbling the ball to the 45-degree area of ​​the penalty area again, I wanted to cut in and kick myself, but Thiago and Turan flew over with two fierce sliders that made people sweat.

Yang Feng had no choice but to dial the ball and go outside. After dodging, he immediately made a long pass with a machete.

The football once again drew a trajectory that made all Atletico Madrid extremely painful, bypassing all defensive players and flying to the other side of the goal.

Aguero didn't waste another chance this time. After successfully anti-offside, he gently provoked and slammed the inside of his right foot against the football.

Courtois' judgment was correct, but unfortunately he was beyond his reach and could only watch the football hit the net.

0-2.
"GOAL!!! Aguero also scored! Manchester City opened the score again, and Atletico Madrid was forced to the edge of the cliff!"

Aguero didn't celebrate after scoring the goal, but he came over and gave Yang Feng a high five with a smile.

There was a moment of silence from the fans, some booed and some applauded him.

Costa stood on the tee point for the third time, feeling a bit uneasy.

After the whistle blew, Atlético Madrid finally stepped up their offensive. However, when they were strictly defending, they were pierced through the goal twice. Now that the attack came out, the goal was immediately in jeopardy.

He Shi gloated: "Maybe we misunderstood Simeone. It's not that he doesn't attack, but that he can't attack. Facing such a Manchester City team, any team that dares to fight against each other has to do a good job of killing the enemy. Three thousand preparations."

The situation was very good, and Manchester City played more and more smoothly, but they still failed to break through Atletico Madrid's goal for the third time before the end of the first half.

Back in the locker room, everyone was much more cautious this time. They didn't get carried away after taking a big lead like in the past. The opponent was really tough, which gave them the illusion that it was pure luck that they were able to lead by two.

"Fortunately, Yang has developed the ability to pass long passes..." This is the consensus of almost all teammates.

If they break through slowly as usual, even if they can take the lead, the price they pay is probably enough for Manchester City.

"...Guys, you did a great job, I'm proud of you! You absolutely don't know how good you are!" Pellegrini looked around, "Don't be so sad, it's Simeone who should have a headache now And his cubs! Seriously, I couldn't help but assume his role, and there seemed to be no other way but to surrender."

"Hahaha……"

"Of course! There are no weak teams in the Champions League, especially the teams that have reached the semi-finals. Don't give them any chance!" Pellegrini changed the subject, "I believe that you, like me and all fans, hope for a match. A simple victory, not the ups and downs of tying up, reversing and roller coaster! Don't let me down, don't let the fans down, and don't let yourself down!"

"Understood, Boss, don't worry, you will definitely win the game smoothly!"

"Very good, let's go, I'm going to start thinking about the tactics for the final."

"Alas……"

Yang Feng adjusted his star card again before playing, and Beckham was put on a free kick by him.

At the beginning of the game, Atletico Madrid had to start to strengthen their offense. They thought that Manchester City would play more conservatively after a two-goal lead, but they didn't expect this group of dog days to play even crazier than in the first half.

At the beginning of the game, the front four of Aguero, Dzeko, Yang Feng, and Silva pushed the ball into the frontcourt through a simple cooperation.

Atletico Madrid's defenders carefully deployed the area around the 45-degree angle of the penalty area. Unexpectedly, Yang Feng suddenly made a long pass with the instep from the side.

Compared with the arc long pass with two feet experience in the first half, this is even more bewitching. Even Dzeko didn't react, so that the football fell into the penalty area and no one competed for the top. Courtois easily confiscated.

The football was played, and Costa wanted to play with Kanter after he got the ball. When he saw the timing, he was a crotch. Unexpectedly, Kanter was a ghost. This gap was deliberately left for him. A moment later, a clip suddenly caught the ball squarely.

Football fell to Manchester City again.

This time, Silva dribbled the ball in from the left, and Yang Feng pulled him to the middle, ready to respond at any time. Unexpectedly, Silva was knocked down by Juan Fran just after taking a few steps.

A free kick in a decent position.

Yang Feng stood in front of the football without hesitation.

"At the beginning of the second half, Manchester City completed a good attack and got another free kick in a good position. Let's see how Yang Feng will play. He has only scored three free kicks this season, compared to five last season. Less..."

Yang Feng took a few steps back, observed the position of the human wall, and adjusted his position accordingly.

The whistle sounded, a run-up, and quickly came to the football, stood on the left side of the football with his left foot, leaned exaggeratedly to the left, and swung his left arm horizontally, and then slammed the middle and lower part of the football with his right foot.

The football flew up, and instead of going around the wall as usual, it flew over the top of the wall, like a sharp knife, slashing fiercely towards the upper left corner of the goal.

The full moon scimitar reappears in the rivers and lakes.

　Damn it, the pattern is still small. After moving to Manchester City, I racked my brains to suppress the protagonist's data. In reality, Harland is even more stupid...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)