For defending Christie, Ye Feng made full preparations.

Studying the style of dribbling, studying running habits, studying passing routes, anyway, all the characteristics of Christie are the objects of Ye Feng's research.

However, as for whether he can prevent it in the game, in fact, Ye Feng has no bottom in his heart, after all, Christie is not a robot, how can he play in a stylized way on the court?

When it comes to his own money-brushing plan, Ye Feng can't be careless.

So at the beginning of the game, Ye Feng followed Christie like a shadow, even if he sacrificed some other data, he had to lock this guy first.

"It's useless to follow me, when I get the ball, you still have to cry and find your mother!" Christie smiled contemptuously and said to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng glanced at Christie, this guy still owes his mouth.

That is, you are not allowed to bring a sewing kit on the field, or I will sew it on your mouth now.

"You better think about whether you can get the ball first!" Ye Feng snorted angrily.

Christie reacted at this time, a little dazed, and before she knew it, she seemed to have not received a pass for more than two minutes.

As the core of Fortuna Dusseldorf's midfield, when attacking, teammates will consciously hand over the ball to Christie to organize and distribute the ball.

But now, because Ye Feng always followed Christie's side and rashly passed the ball to Christie, there was a great risk of being stealed, so his teammates could only avoid Christie.

After all, they have studied the game video of Bayern's second team, and they have made a relatively clear change to Ye Feng's defense.

That yellow-skinned guy, defense is no joke.

So, by the time Christie reacted, it had been a few minutes since she touched the ball.

"Damn it!" Christie scolded secretly, knowing that he couldn't entangle with Ye Feng more, so he could only strengthen his running, while constantly raising his hand to ask for the ball to his teammates.

Now that Christie took the initiative to ask for the ball, his teammates chose to trust Christie, even though he had defenders around him.

Christie was on the way to 20 yards from the top of the arc outside the Bayern II penalty area when a team-mate's pass arrived.

I saw Christie's left foot on the ground as the center, his body rotated to the left, as if he wanted to stop the ball and turn around and wipe it from Ye Feng's side, but at this moment, Christie's right foot did not directly touch the ball, but chose to leak the ball.

The back man has the ball!

Ye Feng actually kept up in time, but he didn't expect Christie to use such a whimsical way to pass people and be caught off guard.

By the time he could react, Christie had already finished turning and went around him chasing the ball.

Shocked in his heart, this position is very dangerous, as long as he adjusts his pace, Christie can directly shoot to threaten the goal of Bayern's second team.

No way!

For whatever reason, he can't be allowed to finish shooting.

In the midst of the lightning and fire, Ye Feng turned around sharply, gritted his teeth and burst out, chasing after Christie.

4 meters

3 meters

2 meters

The body is getting closer!

Flying shovel?

Ye Feng didn't want to be sent off with a red card for tackling people behind his back.

In the midst of the loud boos of the fans in Düsseldorf, Ye Feng did not hesitate to stretch out his demonic hand, which was the most practical action.

Grabbed the fan behind Christie's back and pulled him back.

Pour it for me!

Christie was adjusting his pace with the ball, although the Bayern second defender was already rushing up and had no time to stop his shot.

"Ye Feng's defense?"

"The joke is pretty much the same!"

"Who can stop me?"

"A bunch of vegetable puckers!"

"Lao Tzu is simply God in Debing!"

"Kneel down and worship me!"

Christie's heart was about to fly.

However, everything came to an abrupt end in the next second.

"What's holding me back?"

"Why do I feel like I'm moving backwards?"

Such a question flashed in his mind, and then, Christie was directly pulled backwards by Ye Feng and fell heavily to the ground.

I'm stunned!

The entire Esprit Arena was about to explode, and for Ye Feng's undisguised foul method, Düsseldorf fans were eager to rush into the stadium and beat Ye Feng hard.

The referee's whistle sounded immediately, and he quickly ran to the foul site and directly gave Ye Feng a yellow card.

Ye Feng spread out his palms, without justification, and even wanted to laugh a little in his heart.

"Yellow card +1, congratulations to the host for 5,000 euros!"

blocked Christie's attack and swiped another 5,000 euros, this yellow card, worth it.

However, you have to be careful in the next game.

Ye Feng didn't want to eat another yellow card, and then two yellows turned into one red and rolled off.

Defending Christie, the pressure is there.

It was as if just now, with a slight negligence, he was very embarrassed, and Ye Feng told himself to be extremely careful.

"Damn!" Christie finally came back to her senses from her confusion, stood up and said viciously to Ye Feng, "Is that all you have the ability?" Will only stop me with a vile foul? ”

"Fouls don't matter!" Ye Feng smiled, "The important thing is that you didn't score, it's enough!" ”

"Bastard!" Christie was so angry that she felt that her lungs were about to explode, and she couldn't wait to die with Ye Feng.

Next, in Dusseldorf's free kick, Christie, who was angry, did not control his mentality well and collapsed the plane with one kick, which also made Ye Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's good that it didn't go in, anyway, the system didn't restrict Christie's shots!"

After a few offenses and defenses, the cautious Ye Feng didn't give Christie the opportunity he did just now.

It's okay to catch the ball, it's okay to pass the ball, but if you want to go further, you can't.

As the game progressed, Fortuna Dusseldorf, who was playing at home, gradually gained the advantage on the field, and Christie became more and more active, and Ye Feng's defensive pressure became more and more intense.

By the 35th minute of the first half, he had been in good shape, and he was starting to gasp.

However, Christie was also very tired because he had to run non-stop to get rid of Ye Feng's defense.

At this moment, Bud cleared the opponent's cross with a header, and the ball fell right at the feet of Ekic outside the penalty area, and Bayern II immediately launched a wave of counterattack.

Ekic himself dribbled the ball forward at high speed, the Dusseldorf players desperately returned to the defense, and the Bayern second team players quickly followed, looking down from the stadium like a flock of migratory birds on a large migration.

Christie also began to defend herself, but even at this time, she didn't forget to glare at Ye Feng, Ye Feng couldn't help but wonder, is there really so much hatred between us?

However, Ye Feng didn't let go of the opportunity to plug in, and quickly ran to the front, anyway, his defensive target Christie went back, and he didn't have to worry about being caught off guard by Christie.

Muller and Sikorsky were already raising their hands in the box for the ball, but Ekic didn't choose to pass.

Ekić is also under a lot of pressure.

With Ye Feng's sudden rise, although Ekic's position has not been impacted for the time being, he has a sense of urgent crisis.

If the first team sends the midfielder to play in the second team one day, he may be pressed on the bench.

So, Ekich is in desperate need of a good performance to prove himself.

This ball, he intends to come by himself.

With 40 yards to go, Ekić slammed his right foot and fired a long-range shot.

He wanted everyone to see that Ye Feng would shoot from a distance, and so would he.

However, perhaps because he was too concerned, Ekić screamed bad the moment his right foot touched the ball.

Didn't kick the middle part!

The ball flew out with great strength, but the direction was much worse than the goal.

Originally, the opponent's frontal defender was still holding a fearless spirit when he stretched out his foot to block, but the ball did not come towards him at all, but stimulated the defenders from other directions, and almost didn't react.

The ball was controlled by the Dusseldorf players, and after three passes and two downs, they planned to pass to the open space to start a counter-attack.

The Dusseldorf striker was about to receive the ball with his back, but unexpectedly, a figure suddenly appeared behind him, intercepted the ball directly in front of him, and then drove the ball towards the Dusseldorf goal.

Dusseldorf fans were shocked, but they still couldn't change the fact that Bayern II completed the frontcourt counter-attack.

The important thing is that it is Ye Feng who is now holding the ball outside the penalty area.

This position is exactly the fire coverage of Ye Feng's heavy artillery.

His eyes crossed the crowd to the goal of Fortuna Dusseldorf, sharp and confident.

Huaxia heavy artillery, first-class preparation!

At this time, Christie rushed towards Ye Feng desperately, he was the closest player to Ye Feng, and the only player who could limit Ye Feng's shots.

"Don't think about scoring!"

Christie roared, life and death seemed to be on the table.

And then......

"Bang!"

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