As the game was close to the end of the first half, the Emperor did not immediately let Yan Feng play. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info instead planned to replace Yan Feng at the beginning of the second half, so that Yan Feng could warm up his body to reduce the risk of injury.

After the half-time break, the game is about to start again.

As he approached the game, the Emperor called Yan Feng over. The Emperor pointed his finger at the players of the Nakazawa team on the field. "Did you see the other party's number 10?"

Well, is it coming? The Emperor also thought of this trick? Wouldn't it be too poisonous to abolish others for the sake of the competition? Should I do this kind of immoral thing? Do it? Do it or not?

As soon as he heard the Emperor's words, Yan Feng immediately became entangled in his heart.

"Yan Feng, what are you thinking? Did you see that number 10?" The Emperor saw Yan Feng thinking about things by himself, and gave him a brain breakdown.

"Ah, I see. Yan Feng rubbed the place where he was knocked. It hurts.

"Brother Yi, do you really want to do that?" Yan Feng thought for a moment and asked the Emperor in a low voice. This dark method cannot be known to others.

"That's right, he's your mission. The Emperor said with great certainty.

"Does it have to be like this? Brother Yi, wouldn't it be too ruthless?"

"It's about being ruthless, and everyone who goes on the pitch has to be ready to sacrifice everything for the team to win. ”

"For the sake of the team? Okay, I'm out of the way. For the survival of the team and the grace of the emperor, Yan Feng decided to sacrifice his last bottom line of conscience.

"Be ruthless!~~~" Yan Feng waved his fist to cheer himself up, and then slowly walked onto the court as if he were dead.

The Great Emperor watched Yan Feng walk onto the court and said in a loud voice. "Yan Feng is quite clever, I can already comprehend my spirit before I say it. I hope that Yan Feng's play can effectively curb the play of the core of the midfield of the Nakazawa team, and even if he is ruthless, he must prevent the No. 10 from dying. There is no passing in the midfield, so the three strikers of the Nakazawa team will have no effect even if the header is good. ”

Yan Feng, who hadn't heard the Emperor's last words, came to his place and stood up, his eyes flashing with a cold light, staring fiercely at Chen Xing in the opposite half.

I'm sorry, but you had to go down and rest for the sake of the team's victory.

Although Yan Feng thought so in his heart, he still felt a little unbearable and a little hesitant. At the same time, such a scene also came to mind - the two people who drank songs in Zhou Xingxing's kung fu football were beaten with iron head skills, and those who could vigorously King Kong were beaten on the head. Maybe you can take a reference.

And Chen Xing, who was communicating with his teammates on the other side, suddenly shuddered. He felt as if he was being targeted by something, and his whole body shuddered.

"Brother Feng, you're finally here. Lin Fan walked over and high-fived Yan Feng. "I was so tired in the first half. ”

Yan Feng patted Lin Fan's shoulder, "Leave it to me." You're ready to attack. ”

The second half began. The striker of the Shenzhen team passed back to Lin Fan after kicking off, Lin Fan stopped the ball and looked at Yan Feng, and after seeing Yan Feng nodding, he took the ball forward.

Seeing Lin Fan with the ball, Yang Zi, the striker of the Zhongze team, rushed over, Lin Fan just gently pulled it with his right foot, and Yang Zi, who was very tall, almost didn't fall. Lin Fan, who easily passed Yang Zi, continued to move forward with the ball, and when Chen Xing of the Zhongze team came up to defend, he passed the ball to his teammates on the right side with a flick of his right instep, and then ran forward quickly.

Soon the ball on the side was passed back to Lin Fan, and at this time, Lin Fan had already passed the midfield, and he didn't stop the ball and made a short pass directly to Fei Yu in front of him. And Fei Yu didn't wait for the defender to step forward and passed back to Lin Fan, who was cutting forward at high speed. After Lin Fan received the ball, he observed the position of the Shenzhen team's forward, and then it was a low and fast straight plug out. It's a pity that Wang Zihua, the striker of the Shenzhen team, is a high school striker, and his speed is not fast, and he lost his position after being carried by Zolan of the Nakazawa team, and the ball was confiscated by the goalkeeper who attacked.

"Okay, good job, Lin Fan. That's how you have to kick. The Emperor on the sidelines applauded loudly for the attack.

"It's just a failed attack. Li Zheng on the other side was a little disdainful.

The goalkeeper of the Nakazawa team quickly threw the ball in his hand and launched an attack, and after a few passes, the ball came to the feet of Chen Xing in the midfield. After receiving the ball, Chen Xing was just about to observe the position of his teammates, and he saw a figure rushing in front of him very quickly.

The experienced Chen Xing immediately calmly turned around to protect the ball and raised his elbows.

Damn, Yan Feng didn't expect the other party to come to this hand, so he hurriedly covered his chest with his hand. I originally wanted to take advantage of the other party's inattention and suddenly rob him, but who knew that the other party was so old and spicy. Yan Feng didn't think about taking this opportunity to put a shovel behind his back, but just like this at the beginning, isn't it a little too obvious?

Although Yan Feng didn't let go of the shovel, he hit Chen Xing with unabated momentum. Because Yan Feng didn't go towards the other party's body, he didn't use force, but he didn't expect Chen Xing to fall forward after being hit.

Foul, whistle blows.

Chen Xing lay on the ground and looked at Yan Feng with a smile. The meaning in that eye is clearly that you are still tender.

Yan Feng gave Chen Xingjian a thumbs up, and then quickly ran to the back. The headers of the opposing three forwards were so powerful that even the penalty kicks near the midfield were very threatening.

When he arrived near the penalty area, he found that his teammates had solemn expressions on their faces, and even Lin Fan was no different. It seems that the pressure brought by the Nakazawa team's header to the Shenzhen team's defense is too great.

Yan Feng defended Jose, the Brazilian foreign aid of the Nakazawa team, nearby. Jose, who was tall, saw that Yan Feng, who came up to keep an eye on him, was half a head shorter than him. The smile gave Yan Feng a contemptuous look. It's a good idea, this is an opportunity.

Damn, despised again. Yan Feng was unhappy in his heart. I decided to get to know this high school striker for a while.

Isn't it just a little taller? At most, it's a pillar.

Yan Feng got into trouble with Jose and used his body to resist Jose. Jose was about to run inside, when he felt Yan Feng sticking to him, he tried hard to squeeze Yan Feng away, but unfortunately he couldn't. No matter how hard I tried, it still didn't work. José was a little angry, he didn't believe he couldn't get rid of the dwarf. After that, the two battled in front of the penalty area.

Yan Feng, who didn't know that he was being treated as a dwarf, also resisted Jose desperately, just not letting him squeeze into the forbidden area. Isn't it just a little more force? At most, it can be carried like a garbage truck.

The two of them pushed the cow in front of the forbidden area like this, one squeezed in, and the other pushed out, not letting each other go. Until Chen Xing of the Nakazawa team drove the ball out, Jose still couldn't squeeze Yan Feng away.

The ball from such a distance is not very accurate. If you can take a good free kick from such a distance, then it is not called Chen Xing, but it should be called a superstar.

There is a very dangerous Jose in the penalty area, and the other two high points have two people in the flank, and some other people can just watch one at a time. This time, the set-piece, which was not of high quality, was pushed out by the players of the Shenzhen team.

Seeing that the ball was pushed out by his teammates, Yan Feng immediately retreated to the side, and Jose, who was exerting his strength, almost didn't fall. He Han looked at Yan Feng with some anger, but Yan Feng didn't have time to pay attention to him and ran forward.

The ball was still picked up by the Nakazawa team, and soon the ball was passed to Chen Xing's feet. As soon as Chen Xing stopped the ball, Yan Feng had already posted it. Chen Xing didn't panic, he protected the ball on one side and raised his elbow again.

Fortunately, Yan Feng was prepared this time, and he didn't rush too violently, but only stuck to his body after recovering the momentum. As soon as he was close to it, Chen Xing leaned back suddenly, and then fell forward to the ground.

"Damn, I haven't used my strength yet?" Yan Feng was very innocent. But the referee ignored these and decisively blew Yan Feng's foul.

Chen Xing got up from the ground again, and then looked at Yan Feng with a slight smile.

"You can do it!" This time Yan Feng was a little angry, but he didn't get angry, but pointed his finger at Chen Xing and nodded, turned around and ran back to the back line.

When he ran to the penalty area, Yan Feng saw that Jose was already waiting there. It seems that Jose is really up to Yan Feng, and Yan Feng retreats into the forbidden area disapprehensively to resist Jose's forward route.

This time the foul is relatively far forward, but it is estimated that no one in China can kick the direct free kick from this distance, but the threat is still great if it is hung into the penalty area. This is especially true in front of the superior forward line of the Nakazawa team.

This time everyone was in the penalty area, and Jose still couldn't squeeze Yan Feng out, but he wasn't worried at all. After seeing the ball come out, Jose leaned Yan Feng behind him with his back, preparing to make a standing header.

Jose stared at the ball, then leaned back hard, but this time he didn't get anywhere, but he almost didn't get to his feet. When Jose came to his senses, he saw Yan Feng running in front of him and locking him behind him like a basketball stand.

Without having time to think about it, the ball had already flown over the heads of the two men. Although he was carried behind him, Jose did not feel that he was losing the upper hand in this way, but withstood Yan Feng and prepared to jump and use his height to win. Who knew that when Jose was squatting, Yan Feng squatted down at a faster speed, just sat on Jose's lap with his ass, and then jumped up and pushed the ball out.

Jose was suddenly so surprised by Yan Feng that not only couldn't he jump, but his thighs were so sore that he was a little weak, and he almost couldn't stand up. Jose was angry and looked at Yan Feng fiercely, but unfortunately he was ignored again, and Yan Feng ran forward after hitting the ball. Jose was furious, pointed at Yan Feng's back and wanted to rush up to theorize, but unfortunately his temporarily weak thighs not only made him unable to run, but also made him lose his ability to play football for a while. Fortunately, this kind of powerlessness was fine for two minutes, but it still made him remember Yan Feng in his heart.

On the other side, the ball pushed out by Yan Feng was taken by Fei Yu. It's a pity that Fei Yu didn't have time to choose a good pass or dribble, and was put down by the old and spicy Chen Xing.

Yan Feng and Lin Fan came over and pulled Fei Yu up, inquired, and after getting an answer that was fine, they were ready to be kicked off by Lin Fan.

Lin Fan, who was standing in front of the ball, turned his head at this time and asked Yan Feng with a smile. "Brother Feng, what happened to you just now? Obviously you were behind that foreign aid before, why did you run in front of him all of a sudden?"

Lin Fan just saw Yan Feng lock Jose behind him and put the ball on the top, he didn't have a chance to ask just now, but now he just asked.

"Do I want to know? Shall I tell you that I just used a gossip move?"

"Cut!" Lin Fan gave Yan Feng a look of disdain, then looked at the front court, and suddenly a straight pass came out.

"I really used a trick to gossip steps. ”

It's a pity that Lin Fan rushed forward after the ball was passed, and he didn't pay attention to what Yan Feng said at all.

Fei Yu, who ran to the gap, received the ball from Lin Fan, and could calmly turn around to face the defense of the Zhongze team. After Fei Yu dribbled a few times, he knocked over when he saw Lin Fan who was plugged in. After receiving the ball, Lin Fan made another straight pass to the back of the defender of the Nakazawa team. It's a pity that Wang Zihua shot the ball far away under Zolan's close interference.

Goal kicks. The goalkeeper of the Nakazawa team kicked out with a big foot, and the ball came to the vicinity of the center circle. This position is just within Chen Xing's range, and it is also Yan Feng's defensive area. Chen Xing was the key object designated by the Emperor, how could Yan Feng let him take the ball easily?

Chen Xing jumped against the ball, which he felt he could reach. And Yan Feng also ran two steps and then jumped, but Yan Feng jumped higher and fiercer. The bodies of the two men touched in the air. Although Yan Feng was 4 centimeters shorter than Chen Xing, he jumped almost a head higher than Chen Xing.

Yan Feng shook his head forward and pushed the ball forward far away. thought that this was the end, but who knew that Yan Feng exerted too much force, and after hitting the ball, his forehead smashed the back of Chen Xing's head.

After Yan Feng landed, he stood there and rubbed his forehead with his hands. It hurts, but luckily it doesn't hurt. And Chen Xing was not so lucky, he fell to the ground and held his head with his hands in his eyes and wailed.

This ball, Yan Feng dared to use his personality to guarantee, it was definitely not intentional. Who knows if there is a mistake or a mistake, it is the same as what he thought when he first came on the field - with his head and feet, and with his feet. Of course, Jose did mean it, but it was just some defensive skills.

This time it was a normal battle, Yan Feng didn't raise his elbows, and he didn't move his hands, so it wasn't a foul. Seeing someone fall to the ground, the person who got the ball kicked it out of bounds.

After emergency treatment by the team doctor, both were able to resume playing. But the difference is that Yan Feng has nothing to do, while Chen Xing is a little dizzy, and he doesn't know if he has a concussion.

The game restarted, but in the next ten minutes, as long as Chen Xing got the ball, he would be warmly cared for by Yan Feng. Chen Xing originally wanted to get a few set-pieces from Yan Feng like before, but unfortunately Yan Feng was not fooled, but instead ate a few inches of Yan Feng's hard collision plus two foot touches.

Fortunately, Yan Feng's feet were hard, and the pain was a little painful, but it was fine. Chen Xing is different, not only is his foot so sore that he can't kick a good set-piece, but his body is also full of soreness. This made him feel a little frightened when he faced Yan Feng's defense again. Then there was nothing good to play.

Seeing that the midfield core of the Nakazawa team was dumbfounded, the emperor nodded with a smile, and sat back in the coach's seat with great satisfaction and looked at the field leisurely. And Li Zheng, the coach of the Zhongze team, did not have the previous calmness, and began to command the players on the field loudly in a little anxious