Chapter 60 The Stadium Speaks with Goals

After the Granada team's goal kick was opened, there was another tragic tear near the center circle. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info scramble is very fierce, and no one can be intimidated in the derby.

As long as you have the opportunity, you have to fight desperately. Even if there is a danger of injury.

But in this way, the Sevilla team has the attribute bonus of 'barbarian', and Yan Feng's teammates often have to suffer dark losses in the confrontation.

The competition is getting more and more intense, and the scene of people turning over on their backs continues to play out as time goes on.

After only playing for more than ten minutes, like Sandel, he was elbowed in the head in the aerial battle, and Repera was lucky because he was more confident in his foot technique, and none of the socks on his feet were intact.

The worst is Samper, who is the core of the midfield organization and receives the most care. In the confrontation again and again, he was knocked over and over again. His thin body made Yan Feng worry that after the game, it would be good to have a few ribs.

Seeing that one of the teammates in front of him was treated roughly, Yan Feng was worried and annoyed.

"Kao, is this kicking, or is it wild wrestling?" Yan Feng seemed to smell the smell of gunpowder in the air, which was constantly increasing. He was concerned that if this situation continued, it would be prone to violent conflict.

But it didn't take long for him to take a beating. On one occasion he was elbowed while defending Nasri from behind.

"Hmm!" Yan Feng clutched his ribs, almost out of breath in pain.

Nasri, however, took advantage of this opportunity and turned around to get rid of Yan Feng's defense zone.

After taking this blow, Yan Feng thought that the referee would blow the whistle, but who knew that when he looked up, the referee looked like he didn't see anything.

"I'll copy it, are you blind referee?" Yan Feng was furious and couldn't help but roar at the referee not far away. But the referee didn't look at him, but ran forward to concentrate on enforcing the game.

"Your sister, do you have to lie down to blow the whistle?" Yan Feng was very unwilling, depending on the situation, it was in vain. Come to think of it, it's useless to complain. After the pain eased, Yan Feng hurriedly turned his head to pay attention to the game. At this look, I was immediately shocked.

During the referee's complaint after Yan Feng was beaten, Nasri took the opportunity to go straight to the back line. Nasri isn't a player with a lot of penetrating ability, but he only needs a horizontal band to shake off the frontal defense. Then he flicked at his feet and a quick but accurate short ball sent the ball to the feet of Ben Yedder.

Thankfully, Granada's defenders were very focused, which prevented Ben Yedder from coming straight to the goalkeeper. Seeing this, Ben Yedder knocked back directly, Nasri just diagonally followed, and then directly hit the door.

I don't know if Nasri wanted to score too much or something, he used too much force in this kick and actually flew away.

"Oh, that's a shame. What a great opportunity. Nasri was a little bit of luck. The home fans were filled with regret.

Nasri, of course, was also annoyed, and he covered his face with his hands in disappointment. After holding it for a while, he put his hands down, and then he saw that Yan Feng was deeply relieved.

Nasri was upset. Then he walked up to Yan Feng and showed a proud look on his face.

"That Chinese, you are too weak. This is just the beginning. Next, I'll bang on your door again and again. You didn't make it this time, so you're a little lucky. I just don't know how long your luck will last. If you want to win on the court, you rely on your strength, not your mouth!"

Yan Feng narrowed his eyes and didn't reply.

"Hehe!" Nasri saw that Yan Feng didn't answer, thinking that Yan Feng was scared, and walked away with a smug face. He walked away, but he deliberately walked past Yan Feng's side, and still rubbed Yan Feng's shoulder.

This is a very unfriendly move. Yan Feng's heart suddenly became angry. He almost turned around and gave Nasri a blow, but he desperately resisted the urge to do it.

The other party is right, the court relies on strength, not on mouth. Of course, it doesn't rely on small actions and fights.

"!" I want to be scared, so let's do it. Look who's afraid of whom.

"Well done, Nasri. That unseeded Chinese soft egg. He didn't even dare to resist, he should go back to China. Ha ha. Of course, the fans at home also saw the scene where Nasri deliberately provoked Yan Feng. But on the contrary, they felt very energetic and relieved.

"China is strict, soft egg! This is the battlefield of warriors, go home quickly~~~~~~!"

"Yan, are you alright?" asked Longban, frowning.

"Of course I'm fine. Yan Feng shook his head and said. Although the sound echoing in the air was unfriendly and annoying to him. But he used it as motivation for the game.

"It's okay. Estadio Pizjuán is a real nuisance. There are just too many annoying flies. Lumban said unhappily.

"Hehe, now scolding happily, when we win, they will shut up like dumb bars. Yan Feng sneered.

"I'd love to see how they shut up. I think it must be wonderful. We, the Granada fans, are sure to be happy about it. Lomban smiled like a butcher.

"It's time to get ready to make our fans happy. After Yan Feng finished speaking, he turned around and walked forward.

"Come on! them. I want to see your cannonball goals. Lomban shouted behind him.

Yan Feng didn't reply, nor did he look back, he just raised his right hand and said OK.

It belonged to the goal kick of the Granada team, and goalkeeper Ochoa chose to open his foot to the midfield. Under the current high-pressure pressing of Sevilla in the frontcourt, he did not dare to pass the ball to the defenders and start to organize the attack from the back.

Today, the 541 formation of the Naranada team, as the top 1, needs to fight every such long pass.

This time for the goal kick, Sandel also has to fight for the top. He watched the approaching ball in the air, and after judging the landing point, he took two steps back and jumped with all his might.

As Xander jumped in the air, he was slammed into his back, and then there was a pain in the back of his head. Sandel endured the pain and struggled to control his balance, gritting his teeth and shaking his head to push the ball into the area where his teammates were presumably located.

Eventually, Sandel got his hands on the ball, which flew to his destination as he wished. However, after he hit the ball, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Sandel, who fell to the ground, couldn't care about his body, and his head hurt. When he landed, his first thought wasn't to look up and see if any of his teammates had gotten the ball he had won the ball.

A blackball figure scrambled to the ball first, much to Sundell's relief. It's worth it.

"Yan?!Great!" After seeing that it was Yan Feng who rushed up to get the ball, a smile appeared on Sundel's face that was squirming in pain. Then, clutching his head, he struggled to get up. He wanted to be part of the attack. Yan Feng's step forward gave him the hope that this attack would break the goal.

"Shh~shh~~" After seeing the ball, boos immediately rang out around the court.

"Shhhhhhhh The more he heard the boos, the more energetic he became. He dribbled straight past Sundell and towards Sevilla's goal.

"Leave the ball behind. After Sevilla defender Nzongzi shouted, he rushed over and made a tackle that fell to the ground and went straight to Yan Feng's feet.

Yan Feng only had time to smash the ball to avoid it, but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to avoid Enzong's tackle. It's just that in this way, his speed can't be slowed down.

As soon as Yan Feng adjusted, he just took a ball with his right foot, and another Sevilla player on the right rushed over to break the ball.

The other party came too fast, and it was too late to push at this angle to turn his feet and make a reversal. In a hurry, Yan Feng had no choice but to pull the ball back with his right foot, and then habitually pushed forward with his right foot without touching the ground. At this time, he appropriately dodged the steal.

This time it was Kranevit who came over for a steal. He has been lying behind Nzunzi as another defender for Sevilla, and he will often assist him by his side. After he saw Enzongqi's failed tackle, he immediately arrived, and without waiting for Yan Feng to breathe, he directly stepped down to steal.

The timing of Kranevit's start was cleverly chosen. In this case, he judged that Yan Feng had no angle to smash the ball. If Yan Feng pulls the ball with the instep of his foot to the right, he will just send the ball to his feet. If Yan Feng smashes the ball to the left, he will take advantage of the situation to form a one-half chance to scramble, and he is running, so he has an advantage.

Unexpectedly, Yan Feng actually used the back pull ball to avoid the steal. And Yan Feng's continuous push made him rush forward as long as he exerted his strength, and he could get rid of Kranavet's defense.

Yan Feng's situation of getting over Kranevit is very lucky. Yan Feng was able to dodge Kranevit's steal and get rid of the latter's defense, mainly because he inadvertently made a one-footed pull and push stunt.

Pulling the ball with one foot and pushing it is a very good counter-pressing stunt. Barcelona's 'Buddhist' Sergio Busquets is very good at this skill. Professor Bu became the main midfielder in the talented Barcelona Arsenal, in addition to his superb acting skills, he also contributed a lot to the one-footed pull ball and even push this stunt.

Pulling the ball and pushing with one foot, the same as the reverse dial push, is a reverse angle dialing/pulling the ball to avoid the interception of the defense area, and then use the fast half-beat time advantage of the continuous push to get rid of. However, compared with the reverse push, it is much worse in the amplitude of displacement, if the explosive power is not enough, after the first dodge and grab, it is still difficult to get rid of the defense directly, and it is often entangled by the defender. This skill is more suitable for people who use one foot a lot and have unbalanced ability on both feet. This skill is also a useful technique for counter-pressing. Easy to learn and understand, it's perfect for playing in midfield, especially in midfield.

And because Yan Feng already has the stunt of counter-dialing and pushing, plus he occasionally uses the technique of continuous reverse reversal and external deduction, he doesn't care about the one-footed back-pull and push technique. This time, it was a complete accident. But the effect was surprisingly good.

Yan Feng is still very beautiful now. The home fans don't know what to say. The fans who are in front of the TV are different, especially the domestic fans who often watch La Liga and exclaim directly.

"I'll go, Yan Feng is so beautiful now. I vaguely saw the shadow of Professor Bu. ”

"Yan Feng also plays in the back, if he can go to La Masia to study acting, he will be another professor Bou. In China, if there is a player at the level of Professor Bu, I dare not say anything else, it will not be so easy for the two Japanese sticks to score our goal again. ”

Yan Feng was in the mood to pay attention to what others thought, and after he passed Kranevit, he fell into the strict defense of the Selivia line.

"Yan!" When Yan Feng was about to fall into trouble, Xander rushed to support him.

When Yan Feng heard this, he turned his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the figure of a teammate, and immediately flipped his ankle and knocked the ball out horizontally.

"Strict, forward!" Sandel ran to the ball, shouted, and pushed the ball diagonally forward. A wall-to-wall pass came out.

Yan Feng's reaction was also fast, and with a kick under his feet, the whole person swooped out. His sudden burst of all his strength shook off Sevilla's entire back line and caught up just enough to catch the ball.

"Fa Q, that Chinese ran to the guard. Hurry up and blow offside!" Seeing this, the home fans immediately panicked, and then thought it was offside.

No offside. This goal Yan Feng started when he was two positions away from being a defender, and no matter how far the home whistle was, he didn't dare to blow it if he wanted to blow offside.

"No offside? Quickly, stop the Chinese." The goalkeeper is coming out!" Seeing that the linesman did not raise the flag, the fans immediately became anxious again. Of course, no matter how they shout, few players on the field are expected to listen to what the fans are shouting in this situation.

There was no need for the fans to shout, and the Sevilla players knew that there was danger. The goalkeeper immediately left the goal and rushed out, and the defenders were also chasing after him, but Yan Feng's full force was too fast, and they couldn't do it if they wanted to foul in front of the penalty area.

Yan Feng saw that the goalkeeper pounced and sealed the angle of the shot, and an idea flashed in his heart. As soon as a thought flashed through my head, my feet were already reacting. He rubbed his feet, and the ball flew up.

Today, Yan Feng's state is really good, and he rarely uses the rubbing ball, but he succeeded very well. The ball that was rubbed up just went over the top of the head.

The goalkeeper was supposed to pounce sideways, but he only had time to raise his hand to intercept it. Without touching the ball, the goalkeeper was lying on the ground.

Yan Feng jumped up, crossed the goalkeeper's body, and then rushed forward violently, caught up with the falling ball, and directly volleyed it.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the ball pulled the net of the goal out of a long net under Yan Feng's vent-like volley. The ball spun in the net for a long time before it bounced back on the grass.

“GOAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

"Ahh~~!!" Yan Feng roared and kept slapping his chest while running wildly.

Coming to the sidelines, Yan Feng shook his fists wantonly in front of a stand of home fans.

Seeing Yan Feng's fierce celebration, the home fans were silent. But soon, their chests were filled with rage.

"The Chinese raised by the son of a bitch!"

"Get out, yellow-skinned monkey. ”

"Q! garbage! Stupid Chinese even provoked us. !"

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