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Chapter 74 The Renaissance

The game progressed to the 35th minute.

There were too many moths in the first half, at least 5 minutes of stoppage time in this half, so there should be about 10 minutes left before the intermission.

Dortmund fell into chaos, just when he was dying of illness, otherwise Klopp's midfield adjustment would make it difficult for such an opportunity to reappear.

These general situations are naturally clear to Stevens, Raul, Metzelder and other football veterans.

Metzelder immediately called two full-backs and asked them to step forward in turn. Raul also drove Yang Feng back to the front line and asked him to strengthen his running and pay attention to anti-offside.

Hummels was on par with Yang Feng, and was firmly blocked between him and the goal.

Yang Feng has handled quite a few defenders, and most of them are evenly matched in physical confrontation, and he can still have a slight advantage against those who are not good at physical strength, so he did not take advantage of the face-to-face reckless fight with Boateng , Now against Hummels, the feeling of difficulty appeared again.

Hu Meier is 24 years old and has not yet reached the peak of her career, but her physical condition is almost at the best stage in her life, and she is basically the first grade among European and American defenders.

Klopp originally arranged for him to be in charge of Huntelaar, but seeing that Felipe Santana was being eaten to death by Yang Feng, and Huntelaar's state was obviously not as good as Yang Feng's, so he simply changed it on his own.

This guy also belonged to Yumian Langjun's group, and when he was stuck together with Yang Feng, who also looked like a dog, the hearts of all the rotten girls were surging.

It's a pity that the communication between the two is not pleasant at all. You push me, and I hit you, which is commonplace.

In this way, Yang Feng looked as if he was strangled to death. Schalke could only focus on Huntelaar's side, making Yang Feng, who had just been promoted and was about to kill him, feel aggrieved to death.

Seeing that Farfan came forward with the ball and wanted to make a long pass to Huntelaar in front of the goal, he quickly retreated to respond and raised his hand to ask for the ball.

The status of a player has always been linked to performance, not to mention that Erfan has always been pleasing to the eye, so he didn't care that Hummels was already gaining momentum behind Yang Feng, so he directly kicked Yang Feng with a sling pass. past.

Yang Feng leaned back against Hummels and stretched out his right foot facing the incoming ball.

It was as if there were magnets on his feet, and the football was firmly attracted at once.

The football landed obediently on his instep like a brat who had just been beaten by Fatty.

Even people who don't watch the game can feel the beauty from extremely dynamic to extremely quiet. Naturally, the home fans cheered the venue very much.

Hummels pointed to Raul, who had stepped in from the side, "Look at him!"

On the other hand, he put his hand against Yang Feng's back to prevent him from turning around while protecting the ball.

Feeling the pressure behind him, Yang Feng gave up the idea of ​​turning around. Instead, he put the football in front of him and turned to look at Raul.

Bwaszczykowski was nervous when he looked at him, and quickly took a step to block between him and Raul.

Hummels also reflexively turned to the side, ready to grab the ball at the moment of his pass.

But the football under Yang Feng's feet did not roll in the direction of Raul, but was secretly knocked back by his heel.

The football slipped past Hummels' feet, and when he turned to chase, Huntelaar had already led the ball with his right foot and killed Weidenfeller in front of him.

Hummels' face was ashen.

"This stop is simply art! Raul comes up, let's see whether Yang Feng turns around and breaks through or passes the ball to Lao... Heel pass! Beautiful!"

"Yang's heel pass in seconds! Huntelaar single-handedly! Weidenfeller attacked and failed to touch the ball!"

Huntelaar shot directly, and the football bounced inside the post and into the goal.

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"Young is too cunning. This pass reminds me of Ronaldinho. He plays around and doesn't look at the ball. This is Ronaldinho's goalkeeper stunt. Many players have imitated it, but Yang It played new tricks."

Huntelaar ran to the sideline excitedly, then turned around as if he suddenly remembered something, and waved at Yang Feng fiercely.

Yang Feng ran forward, raised his hands and hit him hard.

"Dude, who did you learn this trick from? It's awesome."

Yang Feng raised his chin recklessly, "You can learn without a teacher."

Raul ran over, "Hey, I thought you would say it was me."

"You never taught me to pass the ball."

"Oh," Raul sighed suddenly, "Guti taught me, but unfortunately there are some passes that cannot be learned."

"Not always……"

Stevens squatted in excitement and slapped the turf.

"That's it! It should have been like this a long time ago!" He fired a trident, but most of the time it was Yang Feng and Raul who were connecting, and Huntelaar was like a tool man who existed to help them attract firepower. This is obviously not a good phenomenon.

Duan Xuan, of course, kept his words close to Yang Feng, "Yang Feng made another contribution. This time, he didn't run or shoot, but stopped the ball lightly with his back to the goal, and then passed his teammates with his heels to score the goal. This kind of Yang Feng may be very strange to us." , but it also surprised us..."

"Yang Feng has already made two shots and one pass, and every goal is very exciting. Kagawa and Uchida have to work hard. In Chinese, we can't let Yang Feng focus on the front."

Even though it was a stage for three people, it turned into a one-person show before halftime, which is unacceptable to Japanese fans.

Ferguson's eyes had left the TV, and he turned to look at Martin, "Maybe I should apologize to you first, damn Martin, but you never told me that he can score [-]%! Otherwise, I would be kidnapped." will tie him up."

This is awesome... Why didn't you go and tie Ronaldinho and Kaka back then?

But they really didn't pay much attention to the truth at the time, otherwise, with the golden signs of Manchester United and Ferguson, they wouldn't even be able to fool a Chinese striker.

Martin didn't even bother to argue with him, "I told you, he showed me Ronaldo."

"You're talking about Cristiano!" Ferguson said, "but who did I see just now? Owen? Alien? And that stop and assist, who do you think he looks like? Bergkamp? An Owen, Ronaldo, A combination of Bergkamp? When did Schalke's youth training become so good?"

Young players cannot avoid this kind of treatment. Once they perform amazingly, they will be labeled as "the second so-and-so". Most people can only live under this label for a lifetime, and only a few can make their own way.

Mr. Ren couldn't imagine that Yang Feng, who is known for his daring to run and fight hard on the court, was actually possessed by the court walker Berbadov at that moment...

Also sighing was Wenger who had just turned on the TV.

The professor is now being overwhelmed by Van Persie's affairs. He originally wanted to watch a game to relax, but who knew that when he transferred to Sky Sports, he saw Yang Feng's magnetic stop and heel assist.

Like Ferguson, a name popped into his mind instantly.

Apart from Henry, he is the most talked about signing!His most proud disciple!
Bergkamp!Dennis Bergkamp!

Is art finally back on the court?

(End of this chapter)