on the pitch.

With a whistle from head coach Lens, players from both sides immediately got into the game.

In the first half, it was the red team that served first, that is, the team of captain Olavilla and Fang Chang.

After the kick-off, it was obvious that the RED team players still had good foot skills, and several rotations were very fast and smooth.

Of course, the players of the yellow team are not vegetarians either, after seeing the idea of conduction on the other side.

Immediately, he lined up three pressing lines with full experience, and gradually tested the pressure towards the back of the red team, constantly shrinking the space.

"Bang!"

After the red team's central defender was pressed, he saw that there was nowhere to play the ball, and passed the ball to Fang Chang, a Chinese player near the midfield line.

Fang Chang looked back and observed, and after seeing a yellow team striker rushing towards him with a menacing attitude, he greeted the ball with a somewhat flustered expression.

"Bang."

He shook his ankle and prepared to catch the ball and turn around.

But it's a pity that the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Hearing only a dull sound of body contact, Fang Chang immediately felt a huge force coming from his side, and his body was thrown to the side uncontrollably.

It wasn't until his head hit the ground with a bang, and after a few seconds, did he react helplessly.

These European players are too physical......

Thinking of the huge force just now, Fang Chang's heart couldn't help but feel a little satisfied.

Undoubtedly, the first day of the new arrivals.

Fang Chang's self-confidence has been hit, and he will be very afraid of physical confrontation in the future!

"What are you doing, stinky boy!"

"It's as weak as a woman, if you can't adapt to this, go home!"

"I know that these yellow-skinned ones can't do it, monkey-like bodies."

And as Fang Chang fell, the red team's possession was broken.

The RED players shouted with some dissatisfaction, and there was some racism in their language.

However, this is what often happens in a place like the pitch.

Unless you come up with super strength, conquer everyone's stereotypes, and make them completely convince you!

Sidelines.

Lu Chenfeng listened to the shouts of those people, and a little desire to play rose in his heart.

He wants to use his air tyrant attribute to ride on the heads of these people and score a few beautiful goals!

Tell them that ethnography is outdated, and that yellow people can still kick the ball well!

Next, the game continued.

Fang Chang lost possession of the ball several times in a row, and the kick became more and more flustered, which gradually evolved into a disaster scene.

Head coach Lens also kept shaking his head on the sidelines, completely drawing a cross in his heart.

Such a player will play in the team's training matches in the future, and it is impossible to take them out to play.

The gap with others is too big!

Thinking about it, Lens's eyes also noticed the morning breeze next to him.

He knew that the gap between the two Chinese players was not big, and Lu Chenfeng should not be able to adapt to the fast pace on the field.

As......

Now let Lu Chenfeng go up, feel the atmosphere of the game, and replace it at halftime?

Lens felt that this method would work, and the two Chinese boys would play less and leave more half-time to show their strengths to others.

Otherwise, as long as one of these two people stays on the field, it will affect the coherence and rhythm of the game somewhat.

"The wind, the heat is on the field."

Lens looked at Lu Chenfeng and shouted.

on the bench.

Lu Chenfeng didn't expect that he would be able to play so soon.

But just sitting on the sidelines and watching for a while, he also has some itchy feet.

"Okay."

With a promise, Lu Chenfeng immediately started some basic warm-ups.

Five minutes later.

Lu Chenfeng stood on the sidelines, quietly waiting for the replacement.

"Beep!"

At a dead-ball opportunity, Lens blew the game off and yelled at the field, "Davis, come down." ”

Lens was calling the center of the Yellow team.

It was a black player who was visibly upset after finding out he had been substituted.

Twenty minutes of the first half are not yet up, what do you do with your substitution?

When he got off the field, he slapped his hands with Lu Chenfeng in a venting manner, with a little coldness in his face: "Have you seen the performance of your compatriots, you are the same." ”

"The yellow race doesn't deserve to play here!"

Hearing the sound, Lu Chenfeng didn't even turn his head, and ran straight towards the field after touching the lawn.

He was desperate to try his ability to dominate the ball from the air.

As for this clown behind him?

The future is definitely not a one-way person, and it is redundant to say a word.

After playing.

Lu Chenfeng came to the center of the yellow team and ran actively.

The game was quickly back in shape and proceeded in an orderly manner.

"Hey, the game is starting to get boring, can't you have a challenging striker?"

Simpson, the red team central defender who was responsible for keeping an eye on Lu Chenfeng, shook his head with some disdain when he saw Lu Chenfeng.

This is a very strong white player with a height of 1.88 meters, and he is also the main central defender of Newcastle Under-18s, and the performance at the back is very stable.

Simpson didn't mean anything else, he just thought so in his heart.

Obviously, he didn't think that the Huaxia kid in front of him could bring any threat to him.

Velocity?

Conscious?

What can compare to him?

None of this works, let alone the bounce power, the power.

That's it, the time on the field just passed minute by minute.

Lu Chenfeng is running actively, his physical fitness has been good since he was a child, and according to the system's rating, it should be about 70.

But on the field, you don't necessarily have to run to get a chance.

For example, Lu Chenfeng came on the court for more than ten minutes, and he only received one kick from his teammates.

On the one hand, his teammates don't trust him very much.

On the other hand, on the field, even if the red team has a square leader, the overall strength is still slightly higher than that of the yellow team, with a possession rate of about 65.

The Yellow could only occasionally counter-attack and look for a chance to score.

"Bang!"

In the thirty-ninth minute of the game, six minutes before the end of the first half, Lu Chenfeng finally sniffed a good opportunity.

The Yellow's full-back found the Yellow's winger with a pinpoint long ball down the flank.

The winger is a little skinny, but he looks very flexible.

After gradually being compressed into the in-cut space, there seemed to be only one path in front of him, a bottom cross!

Cross......

Thinking that the center forward in the middle was the kid from Huaxia, the winger didn't have much hope.

However, there is no other way, so let's take a kick and at least complete your offensive mission.

"Bang ......"

The yellow winger kicked the ball away, stepped up with his legs extremely unreasonably, and quickly threw out two positions of defenders.

"Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, his right foot touched the football, and with a bit of a pass, he sent a curling ball and went straight to the middle.

Due to the slow pace of the ball, the red team's central defender Simpson had plenty of time to judge and quickly got the ball right.

In his opinion, there is no threat to this ball!

But just as Simpson was about to take off, he felt a strong wind coming next to him!

When I looked around, I could only see a player wearing a yellow team vest, who had jumped high, and his waist had reached the level of his eyes!

What's the situation?

Simpson was horrified, and in an instant he lost the opportunity to jump.

Of course, even if he didn't lose it, it didn't work, because he couldn't jump that high at all!

"Bang!!"

The next moment, a dull thud sounded.

Simpson looked behind him in a panic and just turned his head just in time to catch the ball slamming into the top right corner of the goal!

"Huh!"

A crisp sound of wiping the net sounded, and in the background was the goalkeeper of the red team with a confused face.