It's not that Ling Feng doesn't know how powerful Zidane is, but he has to defend and attack, he looks at ordinary players okay, and when he encounters a top player like Zidane, he immediately has the upper hand.

In the first twenty-five minutes of the first half, Ling Feng and Zidane played head-to-head four times, one draw and two defeats, and this was only in terms of Ling Feng's defense.

If it was Ling Feng's turn to attack, Zidane couldn't stop it at all, because he was not a player like Ling Feng who had both offense and defense after all.

Domi came to Ling Feng's side and gently said the coach's request, Ling Feng thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, modern football is not suitable for the development of offensive football, and defense can also be used as an offense to some extent.

Djokaef should be trusted in their offensive ability, Ling Feng said to himself, his main task now is not to let Zidane pass the ball comfortably, if so, Bordeaux's attack will be reduced by at least 70%.

Ling Feng, who completely gave up the attack, changed to the position of the back midfielder, which made the commentators who watched the game exclaim, no one thought that Zidane's face would be so big.

But the most distressing thing is Zidane himself, the pressure brought to him by Ling Feng's personal pressing is not ordinarily great, superhuman speed, outstanding awareness, agile reaction, and infinite physical strength, all of this is not like what a 15-year-old boy can have, even if he passes him, but then pounces on him, he can't get rid of it at all.

At this time, Zidane did not think about passing the ball to others, but if this is the case, then the attack is over, and the others simply do not have enough skills to organize the attack.

At this time, a thought came to Zidane's mind, and at such a time, this is the only way.

Zidane got the ball again, faced Ling Feng who was looking at him, went to the right front, ready to break through, Ling Feng immediately moved in advance to seal his route, but at this time, Zidane buckled the ball with his right foot, his body suddenly turned around, leaned on Ling Feng with his back, pulled the ball with his left foot, and Marseille rotated!

Ling Feng was unprepared, he was suddenly flashed by this Marseille roundabout, and he couldn't help but hate in his heart, knowing that this was Zidane's must-have skill, but he didn't have any defense, he was really damned.

Zidane, who flashed Ling Feng, quickly took it to the front of the penalty area, Ling Feng hurriedly chased back, Ling Feng had an absolute advantage in speed, although he was flashed and pulled away about ten meters, but because Zidane did not dare to accelerate too much, he had already caught up in front of the penalty area.

Ling Feng kept an eye on Zidane's movements while squeezing him with his body in order to stretch out his foot to break the ball at the best time, but the opponent picked up his right foot after he approached with only two steps.

"He's going to shoot?" This was Ling Feng's reaction for a moment, but he soon knew that it must be a feint, because a highly skilled player would not choose to shoot in such an environment, because the success rate was minimal.

Sure enough, Zidane only made a leg swing movement, and then knocked the ball inward, all within Ling Feng's calculations, and his feet were already stretched out towards the ball.

But just as Ling Feng's foot was about to touch the ball, suddenly Zidane's right foot pulled the ball to the outside again, and his left leg hit Ling Feng's foot impartially.

"Oops!" From the moment Zidane retracted his feet, Ling Feng understood the intention of this bald donkey, he was not trying to shoot, nor was he going to pass, but to lure himself to foul.

But at this time, it was too late to regret it, Zidane's left leg had already hit Ling Feng's outstretched leg solidly, and then his whole body flew forward and fell heavily on the turf.

The referee did not hesitate to blow the whistle and award a free kick from 23 meters in front of the Bordeaux penalty area.

Zidane did not fall to the ground like other players who faked the fall to show how serious his injury was, Ling Feng's foul was very clear, and he didn't need to lose his identity and do such a thing to deceive the referee's sympathy.

Jumping up from the ground very quickly, Zidane smiled at Ling Feng, the meaning was obvious, "You have been fooled." ”

Ling Feng also smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and returned to his own penalty area to participate in the defense.

"It's really not easy to pick up and put it down." Looking at Ling Feng's distant back, Zidane muttered in a low voice, of course, no one heard it.

Bordeaux's free-kicks have always been taken by Zidane, and under Ling Feng's arrangement, Saint-Germain put on a five-man wall, and Djokaeff and Loko were reluctant to play the role of meat shield.

They are also in the national team, and they know that their teammates have excellent free kicks in addition to their delicate footwork, fast angle grip, and enough power.

The first two are fine, the third one is really fatal, and it's okay to get the penalty in, but if it hits yourself......

(Fernandez: What does it mean to score a penalty?) Why do you want the wall to block the ball? ）

Zidane didn't run at all, but took a slight step and slammed his right foot under the ball, at which point the walls had no time to jump, and could only watch as the ball flew over their heads towards the goal.

Rama continued to move sideways and pounce in the direction of the ball with all his strength, but the speed of the ball was too fast, and the angle was also very sharp, Rama only touched the ball with his fingers, but he was unable to change the direction of the ball's movement, so he could only stare at the ball and fly into the net.

“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!” Parker Rezell Stadium resounded with the commentator's long trill, well, if he can maintain this level, it is estimated that the four tenors will perform on the same stage before the '98 World Cup.

Zidane took off his shirt, revealing his black fur and began to cheer, and every wave of his hand caused an earth-shattering cheer from the audience across from him.

"What a stinking fart!" Ling Feng thought with some resentment, he was responsible for losing most of this ball, and if he could see his intentions earlier, he would naturally not be fooled.

Looking at Ling Feng's unconvinced expression, Djokaeff and Loko both came up to comfort him, for Zidane, the two of them knew more thoroughly, and the opponent's free kick directly broke the goal, which was also a helpless thing.

After listening to the words of the two, the corners of Ling Feng's mouth curled up with a sneer: "Free kick?" Are you the only one who will be punished? ”

Loko and Djokaf couldn't help but shudder when they saw Ling Feng's smile, whenever Ling Feng had this kind of smile, it meant that someone must be unlucky, such as when they refused to lend Ling Feng a car......

Saint-Germain restarted, but Ling Feng did not defend Zidane too much, because defense is not so important at this time, the important thing is to score quickly.

Ling Feng expected that Bordeaux would not dare to press up and attack, because if they fought to attack, they would definitely not be their opponents, so at this time there was a dramatic scene on the court, Ling Feng was not holding back Bordeaux's Zidane, but Bordeaux's attack was reduced.

Ling Feng, who took the ball in the front court, became more and more courageous, and the Bordeaux defenders could not give Ling Feng effective pressure, so they could only force him to the side with a few joint defenses.

Fortunately, Bordeaux's back line is not short, Loko does not have much advantage in high balls, and it is Bierhoff or the Czech team's two-meter-and-two-meter Koller, I don't know how many goals Saint-Germain has scored.

Although Bordeaux is in constant danger in front of the goal, this is not what Ling Feng needs, what he has to do is to fight for a free kick in a good position, and return the favor to the other side.

This may also be a large part of the factor is in the competition, finally met an opponent, Ling Feng's subconscious has made himself want to beat him openly, the idea of scoring a free kick lingers in his heart, otherwise he can choose other ways to score, Bordeaux's defense may not stop his bombardment.

However, at this time, Saint-Germain had the advantage of attack, and no one noticed it, even the head coach Fernandes nodded with satisfaction, according to him, it was a matter of time before he scored an equalizer, but he did not think that there was a better way to score.

Finally, at the end of the first half, Ling Feng was finally pulled by the opponent in front of the penalty area and won a free kick in a position similar to Zidane.

Zidane saw Ling Feng's intentions, and had already told his teammates that he would rather let Ling Feng successfully go down than give him a chance to take a free kick, but there was really no way, Ling Feng's offensive was too fierce, if he still pursued not to foul, then he would definitely be scored.

Ling Feng stood in front of the ball with trepidation, squeezing his eyes at Zidane in the human wall, making the future Mr. Footballer nervous for a while, Ling Feng's revenge is certain, God knows if he hits the door or hits someone......

Seeing where Ling Feng was standing, Zida moved in his heart, it was too close compared to an ordinary free kick, could he ......?

Sure enough, Ling Feng only took a slight step, and then jerked at the bottom of the ball, and the whole action was the same as the goal Zidane had just touched!

It was not just the action, but the Bordeaux wall didn't have time to react, and the ball grazed Ancklin's scalp towards the goal and flew into the corner.

To say that the only difference in the whole action is the reaction of the goalkeeper, Bordeaux's goalkeeper Berdard does not have Rama's national team level at all, there is no reaction at all, and the ball smashes directly into the dead corner!

Grip, Faster, More Power! Zidane's mood at this time can only be described as frustrated, this form of free kick was created by his predecessor Platini, concise and fast, and the rotation and arc of the ball are strange and graceful, the goalkeeper is often difficult to parry, he has also practiced hard for a long time to have today's results, and Ling Feng ......

He has also watched the video of Ling Feng's free kicks, but every time he scores one, he will be shocked, the first "S" arc is full of strength, it is definitely a world-class level, and the second super large arc also amazes him, these two free kick methods are definitely the world's top level, but they appear on a person at the same time, which has to surprise himself.

But today he finally saw that he still had a trick, the same way as himself, but more lethal than his own.

"Is the gap really that big?" Zidane sighed secretly, but saw Ling Feng looking at him with a smile.

"Okay, the game isn't over yet, so let's take a look." Having made up his mind, Zidane raised his head and a big smile bloomed on his face.

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Recommend a friend's book, just read it, and don't give them ^_^ a monthly pass

Beast Football, ISBN 42564

Dream World Cup, ISBN: 40021

Plundering Beauty, ISBN 55368

I'm a defender, who am I afraid of, ISBN 54241

"Evil Summoner" is a very good online game