Chapter 383: One Man's Battle (2)
But soon Werder Bremen launched another wave of dangerous attacks, with Diego splitting the ball down the right and Alberto quickly sending in a low cross. At this time, the 194-centimeter Borowski immediately stepped forward to the penalty area and competed with the 185-centimeter-tall Rosenberg for a header.
Rosenberg missed the front point, and Borowski, who followed up at the back point, pressed Pisot and Zhang Cheng to head the goal, but Wu Feng reacted in time, jumped high, and his hands were as strong as tiger claws, and directly hugged the flying football.
The fans in the stands were scared into a cold sweat, and Borowski's height was indeed a big threat in the Karlsruhe penalty area.
He jumped up almost at the same time as Zhang Cheng and Pisoter, but he was about 10 centimeters taller than Zhang Cheng and easily reached the football first.
After the football was passed, Capalani had just taken two steps before being tackled out by Werder Bremen's defender Bowman. Then Fritz near the center circle grabbed the ball from the landing point, Freis also rushed to the center circle at this time, immediately came up to press, Fritz hurriedly handed the ball to the defender who came up with the assist.
After getting the ball, Wurm quickly crossed the ball, but Zhang Cheng's reaction was quick, judging the line of the football in advance, and blocking the pass with his body.
Bremen got the first corner of the game, Diego was very good at passing, and when he took the corner, several of Werder Bremen's tall players gathered in the Karlsruhe penalty area, ready to grab the landing spot and hit the goal with a header.
However, this time, Zhang Cheng, who is 185 cm tall, looked at Borowski to death, so that he did not have a chance to jump. But Werder Bremen also has four or five players who are all over 185 centimeters tall, including Nadal, who is the highest in the game at 195 centimeters, and Pisot and Gella are as weak as little girls in front of him.
Diego's pass was very tricky, the football went around a big arc in front of the goal, fortunately, Wu Feng predicted the trajectory of the ball in advance, knowing that it was just a pass to lure him out, he did not go out to get the ball, but continued to stand in front of the goal, observing the opponent's players one by one.
The height of this curling ball is very suitable for Werder Bremen's players to compete for the top, and it can be seen that this is an attacking tactic that Bremen has practiced for a long time.
Borowski and Zhang Cheng have been battling on the flanks for almost half an hour, and they still haven't decided the winner. Now that the two of them are in the penalty area again, Borowski desperately wants to get rid of Zhang Cheng and jump, although Zhang Cheng is 9 centimeters shorter than him. But in terms of confrontation and strength, they are not weaker than him at all, the arms and bodies of the two are constantly entangled, and Ren Borowski can't shake it off, and can only watch the football fly over his head.
However, Pisot completely lost the upper hand in the contest with Nadal, who was in his prime, and Pisot had no choice at all, even if Gerra pushed Nadal together. Both men were far inferior in strength and experience to Nadal, who quickly broke free from Pisot's grip and jumped up and smashed a powerful header into the back of the net.
The ball flies extremely fast and arrives in front of the goal almost instantaneously. However, Wu Feng was also prepared, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, staring at the flying football intently, and his nerves in his whole body were highly tensed.
Ball to the punch!
The football flew fast, but Wu Feng made a faster save, and a double dragon went out to sea to hit the ball directly outside the penalty area.
It seems that this wave of attacks is over again?
Is it really over?
No, not yet!
A green figure soon appeared under the landing point of the football, it was Werder Bremen's midfield commander Diego, he quickly judged the landing point of the football and ran directly over, and at this time, the Karlsruhe players were still in the surprise of Wu Feng hitting the ball, and his reaction was a beat slower.
"Bang!"
Diego swung his calf violently, although it was a calf force, but Diego's strength at this time was definitely not small, and the shoe slammed into the football with a loud sound.
The "whoosh" football immediately jumped out, like a speeding sports car, and rushed to the near corner of the goal behind Wu Feng.
After the ball flew out, it almost stuck to the turf and flew straight to the bottom right corner of the goal. The angle of the ball is extremely tricky, and the speed is even faster, and it is very difficult to save such a shot.
Karlsruhe's goal, is it about to miss?
Is Werder Bremen about to take the lead?
"Danger!" Jemaith yelled nervously from the commentary seat.
"Ah......" Some timid fans even covered their hands, not daring to look at the result of this shot.
But Wu Feng, who was listening to all directions, was not stunned, and as soon as he hit Nadal's header, he observed Diego in front of the direction of the football, and he was ready for a second save.
As soon as the ball flew out, Wu Feng immediately mobilized the internal force of his whole body, pneumatically walked, took a big step forward, kicked the ground hard, and his waist and abdomen were synchronized, jumping over at the first time.
Wu Feng raised his arms as if he was flying, almost gliding along the turf, like a bird speeding by, his body was extremely stretched, and his whole body was full of tension beauty.
"Ahhh Facing the incoming ball, Wu Feng stretched out his arms, opened his palms, and pounced on the flight path of the football with all his might.
"Bang!"
"Touched the ball." Wu Feng was overjoyed that he had succeeded again.
"Oh, Wu finally got the ball, and he made it!" Jermaise roared excitedly and stood in the commentary seat, proud of the audience.
This time, Wu Feng passed the ball to Federico and asked him to organize the attack slowly, but Federico looked a little difficult under Bowman's suppression. Hurriedly passed to Porcello, but was intercepted by Vorm in advance to judge the course of the football.
"Hold the grass, what are you doing, it's back!" Wu Feng secretly scolded the few people in the front court for not being angry, so he had to cheer up again and prepare to defend.
Diego quickly distanced himself from Zhang Cheng, and this time Zhang Cheng personally defended Diego, and he and Marc temporarily swapped places. Diego received a pass from Walm on the wing and began a full-fledged confrontation with Karlsruhe's rising stars.
At this time, a large number of reporters in the stadium seemed to be crazy, constantly pressing the trigger of the camera, and filming the duel between the key players of the two teams' offense and defense, which is worthy of everyone's madness!
Diego is worthy of being a Brazilian player, and he has nothing to say about his dribbling skills. Walking through the soccer ball several emergency changes of direction one after another, the two shoulders kept shaking back and forth, and the small steps were swaying from side to side.
However, Zhang Cheng was like someone had a numb hole, his feet were stuck in the turf, let you make waves, labor and management just didn't move, stuck Diego's forward route!