The football hit the crossbar, bounced back, and fell right in front of Chu Yang, Chu Yang stretched out his foot, topped the ball again, and then swung his foot again and kicked it away.

"Bang!" Center beam.

"Wow!" Now I don't know what Chu Yang wants to do, either blind or stupid.

"This ...... Blind, right? ”

"Coincidence?"

"Hey! Honey, haven't you arrived yet? Go to the toilet and come and see God! ”

"Ready for the third kick, don't block the one in front!"

The third foot goes out.

"Bang" bounces back.

Top Ball.

Fourth foot middle beam.

Bounce, top ball, fifth kick.

This time, the football flew out of the bottom line with Chu Liang.

There were all kinds of sighs on the sidelines, and then thunderous applause.

"Try again!"

"One more time!"

"Chu, I believe you, kick again!"

In the face of the enthusiastic cries of the masses, Chu Yang turned a deaf ear and looked unfathomable.

It's not that he hasn't tried it himself in private, four times is already at the level after taking shit luck, and under normal circumstances, he can only succeed two or three times.

Chu Yang stopped playing, and Lu A, the initiator, became everyone's target.

"Luis, come one!"

"Brazilian, aren't you arrogant? Now it's your turn! ”

"Luis, defeat him!"

Lua had already been intrigued, and even if the others didn't destroy him, he would have given it a try, and immediately came to his own goal with the ball.

is also an ordinary juggling ball, Lua just has a different feeling when he plays, as if football has been integrated with him, and he can't accept it.

He looked up at the goal and got to his feet.

"Bang!" Middle beam.

"One!" The audience shouted.

The ball bounced back, but the distance was a little short, and Lua had to take a few quick steps forward, narrowly enough to save the ball, bounce it on his thigh a few times, and kick it out again.

"Two!" The audience couldn't wait to shout.

"Bang!" The ball lived up to expectations and hit the crossbar.

The ball bounced back, this time Lua obviously increased his strength, the ball bounced a little high, Lua lightly used his head to regain control of the ball, and then kicked it out.

"Three!"

"Bang!" The ball hit the crossbar well, but this time it didn't bounce back and bounced into the net after hitting the underside of the crossbar.

"Oh!"

"Shh

The voices of dissatisfaction, schadenfreude, and regret came out from the sidelines, drowning out Lua, who was holding his head in frustration.

The Valencia fans were impatient to taunt the Barcelona fans, but Lua turned around and grabbed Thayer.

"Angel, come on, come on."

Lua has repeatedly praised Thayer in public as the most talented player he has ever seen, and others think he is saying kind things, but in Lua's heart, if there is really one person in the world who is more suitable for playing football than himself, then this person must be Thayer.

The Barcelona fans immediately shouted Thayer's name.

Thayer didn't squirm either, coming to about the same distance as the two, bouncing the ball and shooting the crossbar.

The first time, hit, bounce back;

The second time, the same hit, bounced back;

The third time, hit again, bounce back again.

The crowd was excited, and the sound of "Angel" was higher and higher, but Thayer's fourth kick failed to touch the crossbar and flew straight from above.

Valencia fans, who were still a little worried that Saiye would surpass Chu Yang, immediately booed en masse.

In fact, there is basically no difference between three or four of this kind of thing, in fact, it is just a little luck, and Chu Yang has obviously practiced, but Lu A and Saiye are playing like this for the first time, and it is normal to perform poorly, but in the eyes of fans, winning is winning and losing is losing, my big Chu Yang is better than you, how can you drop.

After the appetizer that was half joking and half clashing, the smell of gunpowder in the game suddenly decreased a lot, but it did not affect the intensity of the game in the slightest.

Barcelona are heading to Milan to start their Champions League semi-finals and have a similar attitude towards the Copa del Rey as they see from the players they have on the pitch.

Half substitute and half main force, I don't want to give up and I have a fluke mentality.

Dreams still have to be had, what if you win?

This is probably the truest psychology of the Barcelona coaching staff.

Then Valencia quickly let their case shatter.

Chu Yang didn't forget what he said, seeing that Barcelona's defenders were wiped out one at a time.

I bragged about it, and I had to finish it with tears.

Barca's front pair of Lua and Sayer were on the bench, with Gut Johansen up front.

Even Sayer and Lua have performed worse and worse against the Valencia defence, not to mention the Icelanders, who can only be regarded as good strikers.

The youngster and Sainte defended him with no temper at all, and Barcelona could only rely on the strong control of the midfield to pass the ball into Valencia's goal.

It was Iniesta who delivered the final blow, with the low-key Spanish midfielder always excelling when it mattered most.

It was their only goal of the game.

Chu Yang scored twice, Sampus was the icing on the cake, and Valencia eliminated Barcelona to win the Copa del Rey.

The first championship of the season.

Although the Copa del Rey seemed to be ignored at the beginning of the season, the celebration after the victory was not ambiguous at all.

A championship title and a top scorer honor each brought Chu Yang a free attribute point, which he added to his strength.

Strength, like endurance, became seventeen.

The players returned to the city with a warm welcome from the fans, and the whole city was transformed into a sea of joy, the level of fanaticism was far from proportional to the weight of the championship, but for this long-suppressed football city, a Copa del Rey title is tantamount to a long drought.

The fans were caught in the revelry, but the club's celebrations were modest.

Everyone knows that a King's Cup is far from their limit.

On May 9, in the 36th round of La Liga, Valencia played against Eibar.

This is a battle between a team that wins to win the championship and a team that wins to avoid relegation, and the importance can be imagined.

But important doesn't mean wonderful.

Both sides have reasons to win, but they have very different styles of play.

Eibar opted for a cautious counter-attack, while Valencia opened the game with an unbelievable three-striker formation, bombarding the opposition's position.

The front trident scored at the same time, Chu Yang opened the scoring, Koloze put the icing on the cake, Diego. Frye sealed the win.

Valencia 3:0 Eibar, one step closer to the league title.

At the same moment, Barcelona, who were playing at home, won 1-0 on penalties and continued to cling to Valencia's ass with a two-point difference.

On May 18, in the 37th round of La Liga, Valencia faced Numancia at home.

This is another contest between old rivals in La Liga.

Valencia didn't give face to their old friend at all, Kloze scored a hat-trick with an overhead kick, Moya and Shen Du scored from free kicks respectively, and Chu Yang also scored with a shocking long-range shot from 30 meters away.

The 6-1 win not only allowed Valencia to overtake Barcelona as the team with the most goals in La Liga this season, but also sealed the La Liga title one round earlier.

Barcelona lost away and are five points behind Valencia.

Playing with only one round left in the league and exiting the title race, the 2018-2019 Spanish Primera Liga winner: Valencia.