By the time the referee blew the whistle to end the game, the stadium was already in a rage, setting the entire stadium on fire, even though there were less than half of the German fans in it.

Ye Feng raised his hands high, his fists clenched, excited to the point of madness.

To be able to beat Spain is definitely the craziest thing.

What a world to be like in Spain!

But now, didn't the invincible legion of Matadors also fall under the tracks of German tanks?

This battle is definitely the pinnacle of the showdown.

For Ye Feng, this battle is the World Cup final.

Spain is the most powerful opponent, without one, Ye Feng will not consider that there is another opponent who is qualified to compete with the German team for the World Cup championship.

Whether it is the Netherlands or Uruguay, there is no need to worry about the comparison in Spain, which is why Ye Feng did not care about the first half of the game at all.

The performance of his teammates was not calmer than Ye Feng's, and even more wild.

Hugging, slamming chests, punching fists, celebrating in all the ways they feel indulgent, and all of them are on the verge of drowning to death.

"Have we already won the championship?" Muller hugged Ye Feng, smiling unscrupulously, and his big mouth had already grinned from South Africa to Germany.

Ye Feng nodded, laughed and said, "That's right, we have already won the championship, you go to Blatter to ask for the Hercules Cup, he will give it to you." ”

Mu Ler glanced at Ye Feng, but he grinned again in an instant, smiling heartlessly.

Ye Feng has always wanted to learn from Muller's heartless state, it is said that although he may suffer a loss without heart and lungs, he can live better than Wang Ba.

However, Ye Feng knew that he might not really be able to learn, some things were really innate, just like Ye Feng was born with a thirst for revenge.

Turning his head to look at Busquets, the actor of La Masia had lost his soul like a walking corpse at this time, and it was obvious that he had been hit too hard today.

was slapped in the face by Ye Feng with such a strange prop as a corner flagpole, and I felt that I had never suffered such a shame in my life.

What's more, Spain lost and were locked out of the World Cup final.

Their dream of creating a matador dynasty was completely shattered!

How could Busquets stand such a blow!

Looking at Busquets, who seemed to be a dead father, Ye Feng smiled unkindly.

This guy has to be taught this lesson.

Although I didn't see the exciting picture of the corner flagpole pumping his face, I was a little regretful, but this did not prevent Ye Feng from laughing out loud.

Where is the need for sympathy for the enemy!

There may be enemies to be respected, but it is clear that Busquets is not among them.

Now, Ye Feng is really refreshing.

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Taking advantage of the Spanish players lining up to thank the Spanish fans for their support, Ye Feng hurried over and went to Xavi to exchange jerseys.

"Hey, we made an appointment!" Ye Feng took off his jersey and threw it to Harvey.

Xavi was not hypocritical, although he was not in any mood after losing the game, but the exchange of jerseys was what he told Ye Feng before the game, and he couldn't regret it.

took off the jersey and threw it to Ye Feng, putting Ye Feng's jersey on his shoulder, Xavi didn't speak, turned around and walked to the player's tunnel.

He really wanted to continue chatting with Ye Feng, but he was really not in the mood now.

After this game, Xavi was even more determined to have a thought - Ye Feng is the last piece of the puzzle for Barcelona!

In this game, Ballack and Ye Feng vividly interpreted the role of the all-round midfielder, as if the world had re-acquainted themselves with the all-round midfielder overnight.

Barcelona lacks an all-round midfielder like Ye Feng with absolute impact.

Xavi can even imagine how dominant Barcelona will be after having Ye Feng.

But now, Xavi himself needs to find a place to heal, and he doesn't want to care about Barcelona's affairs.

Ye Feng looked at Harvey's lonely back from behind, I don't know why, there is a feeling of heroic twilight, obviously Harvey is in his playing year, how can he feel like the last game of his career.

"Don't look at it, in two years' time, you still have one more game in the European Cup!" Barak walked to Ye Feng's side, put his arm around Ye Feng's shoulder, and smiled.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly he was stunned.

Indeed, in the European Championship two years later, I am afraid that the German team and the Spanish team will have another match.

"Between you?" Ye Feng keenly grasped Barak's words, "What about you?" ”

Barak laughed and said, "Of course I'm retired!" ”

Balak, who was born in 76, is 34 years old this year, and two years later in the European Cup, Ballack has reached the age of 36......

For an all-round midfielder, age has a huge impact on the body, even if you are still young mentally, the body really does not allow you to go up and down like the old one...... You're only going to be down there......

Can you still expect the 36-year-old Ballack to carry the banner of Germany's midfield?

It was by no means a glory for Ballack, but a disgrace for the German team.

"That's great!" Ye Feng's eyebrows suddenly danced, "You get out, the midfield of the German team is my world!" ”

Barak couldn't help but give Ye Feng a burst of chestnut, but he was really envious in his heart, and he also had a strong regret.

His era was the darkest era of German football, he alone could afford the German team, but he couldn't afford the German team to win the championship.

He was so lonely, too lonely.

Now, the Germans have matured in the middle of the squad and the emergence of young players has shown the success of the German academy.

Arguably, now is the best era for German football.

However, Ballack himself can only lead the young players forward with his fighting spirit and tenacity in the tacit understanding of his career.

His time was running out.

How he wished he could go down with the future of German football, but he knew that was no longer realistic.

Looking at Ye Feng's young and energetic face, Barak was extremely envious of his age.

If he is still young, he can partner with Ye Feng all the time, lead the German team to win one championship trophy after another, and keep winning.

He really wants to keep playing!

At this time, Ye Feng's sudden words made the sad Barak suddenly cry and laugh.

"Since you don't want to leave the German team, then you can be the team doctor!"

"The whole of Germany is also named in orthopedics, and there are no other talents at all."

"I always feel that the German team doctor is as unreliable as the Bayern team doctor, even if you come to be the team doctor, you are better than them."

Barak really wants to break Ye Feng's head and see what is in this head!

Let Lao Tzu be the team doctor?

Do you believe that I treated you with a muscle strain?

Enter my door, and no one will want to get out alive!

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