Chapter 312: God-level fake fall
"Oolong."
"Oolong."
"Handball."
"Handball."
"Rise to the top."
"The door to the brain is broken."
Luis really couldn't stand Tang Zhenglong's Tang Seng mode, he was angry, "If you're still a professional player, shut up for me." ”
"Not really!!"
The referee has long noticed the situation here, and the referee will now take care of this kind of verbal dispute, after all, the 2006 World Cup final Zidane and Materazzi were too impressive.
That time came down to Materazzi's mouth, and the referee warned Tang Zhenglong and Luiz.
"If I see you arguing again, yellow card."
"By the way, one of you is Brazilian and the other is Chinese, what language do you quarrel in?"
Sweat.
"English."
"Okay, shut up."
Benfica defend intensively and then counter-attack whenever they have the chance, and the heart of the counter-attack is Rui Costa.
Benfica's no.10 is the best pivot on the pitch and he can handle his attack in an orderly manner, Santos is glad to have such a good midfielder under his command, and if the team wins the UEFA Cup this season, the veterans of Rui Costa and Gomez will be the biggest contributors.
As Rui Costa picked up the ball, his mind suddenly returned to the pre-match conversation with Gomez, both of whom were members of Portugal's golden generation.
"We're not young anymore, let's win another championship and retire."
This sentence made Rui Costa's blood boil.
Back in the game, Rui Costa played the ball to Mikeli on the flank, and the Italian winger cut in quickly.
"Oops."
Benfica only had three men in attack – Mikli, Gomez and Delrey – but Stevens saw an attacking routine and the three were in a reasonable position.
In fact, whether there are more attackers or fewer people is not the most important thing, the important thing is whether everyone can run out of opportunities.
If it's a blind run, then it's useless to put in 10 people, but if it's a reasonable run, then one person is also fatal.
Mickley took a look at the point and crossed decisively, and Gomez leaned on the Cologne defender and took the ball sideways.
The Cologne defender leaned against Gomez and would not allow him to turn around.
At that moment, Rui Costa, who ran up, shouted, and Gomez returned the ball to the front of the penalty area.
There is a huge vacuum in front of the exclusion zone, where a bus can be parked.
Rui Costa can aim and shoot, and no one can stop him, as long as his footwork is accurate.
Rui Costa opted for an arch shot and the ball went around in an arc that tested the goalkeeper with a perfect arc.
The Cologne goalkeeper flew up, but the arc of the ball was even more beautiful, which was the skill of Rui Costa for the rest of his life.
The ball flies into the goal.
The Stadium of Light began to cheer its own king.
"Rui, you've played so beautifully."
"Nuno, remember what we said before the game."
Stevens Khan, "Portugal's golden generation is really powerful, if you add one more figo, it will be alive." ”
"The Golden Generation?"
Stevens turned his head and saw that it was Tang Zhenglong.
"The Golden Generation? Haven't you heard of it? ”
Tang Zhenglong smiled: "Then Lucas and I are not considered the golden generation of Cologne?" ”
……
"If you can win the UEFA Cup, then yes, if you can't, then don't think about it."
"It's discrimination, I remember that Portugal's golden generation didn't win any championships."
Sweat.
"You know that?" Stevens thought to himself.
After the goal, the commentator laughed: "This goal has put Cologne in a desperate situation, they need to score at least two goals to advance, Benfica has already stepped into the semi-finals with one foot." ”
If Tang Zhenglong heard these words, then he would probably laugh.
Tang Zhenglong also knows that the team needs to score goals now, and he also has a big mouth, so he doesn't need it at this time, so what are you waiting for?
Entering the system and taking a look, suddenly Tang Zhenglong saw a skill-god-level fake fall.
300 points.
"God-level fake fall?"
"Haha."
"System, this skill is a bit nonsense, my fake fall is originally a god-level, and I still need the blessing of skills?"
The system made a sneering sound effect.
"Master, that's because you haven't seen what is called a god-level fake fall, your fake fall is at best an entry, it's unsightly."
Tang Zhenglong was stupid.
This system will be so difficult idioms?
Still unsightly? Fake fall is the one thing I'm most proud of.
"Hehe, I can't do it, isn't it just 300 points? Let me see what it means to be a god-level fake fall. ”
“ok。”
After taking the lead, Benfica defended more resolutely, which is the smartest way to play, and if Cologne dares to press hard, then Benfica can continue to counterattack.
Tang Zhenglong took the ball, Benfica's defense pounced like a moving cement wall, Tang Zhenglong quickly passed the ball to the side, and then ran forward by himself.
"Holy."
The side didn't pass, the ball was broken, and everyone chased back, but Tang Zhenglong was not, he just stood.
It is precisely because of this that it is better, because soon, Benfica's counterattack was unsuccessful, and Cologne broke the ball again, and there was a Tang Zhenglong in front of him at this time.
The Cologne players didn't think about it, this ball could only be given to Tang Zhenglong.
The ball arrived, the man arrived, Luis pressed over, both went into the box, and then Luis was a step faster, he could tackle the ball.
"System, does this god-level fake fall need to be turned on manually?"
"No, when the time is right, it will be automatically activated."
"So what's the right time?"
As soon as the words fell, Tang Zhenglong suddenly felt as if his body was not his own, his legs began to bend, and the whole person fell forward.
"Could this be the legendary god-level fake fall?"
"It doesn't feel like it, it seems like I fell on my own."
Unexpectedly, as soon as Tang Zhenglong fell to the ground, the referee had already pointed out the penalty point, and his attitude was very resolute.
"I didn't touch him, referee, you should know that this guy is very fond of fake falls."
"I know that this is definitely not a fake fall, because I have a lot of research on fake falls, and this time it is a real fall."
Tang Zhenglong on the side was stunned, "My performance has reached such a high level?" ”
"Master, that's a credit for skill."
"I've got to take a good look after the game, is there really a difference? A little unconvinced. ”
However, the effect is really good, the referee has almost no doubts, and the most ridiculous thing is that even Luis himself is not sure whether Tang Zhenglong is a fake fall, because it is too realistic.
What is a god-level fake fall? That is, even the defenders themselves are confused, and this fake fall is a real god.
Tang Zhenglong went to pick up the ball, and Podolski walked over, "Tang, this goal is very important, it may be the most important penalty of our season." ”
Tang Zhenglong nodded, the game has reached the most critical moment, and Tang Zhenglong at this time really can't be unreliable.