Not long after, the referee blew the whistle to signal the end of the first half, and the two sides returned to the dressing room for a rest.

Fifteen minutes later, the players of both teams were back on the pitch again, ready to start the second half.

It can be clearly captured that through the two goals in the first half, the expressions of the Manchester United players at the moment have a bit of strong fighting spirit.

They have to keep impacting, play at their highest level, and finally knock their opponents under the horse!

"Beep!"

Soon, with the referee's whistle, the Besiktas players sent a ball into the centre circle.

They passed the ball unhurriedly at the back, controlled the tempo, and stretched the formation on the field very wide.

Manchester United's players went on a frantic high press, with everyone going out of their way to press the opposition defence.

It didn't take long for them to regain possession of the ball and continue the first-half siege trend.

Besiktas's players tightened up their formation again and began to defend in depth in a five-three-two, or even five-four-one-formation.

"Bang!"

In the fifty-first minute of the game, Lu Chenfeng, who was slightly impatient, made a long shot at the edge of the penalty area, which was slightly higher.

He waved his hand apologetically at his teammates, and a system chime sounded in his head.

【Ding! A valid shot detected! 】

[Current progress of the law of cause and effect, 4/5!] 】

One foot away......

Lu Chenfeng muttered in his heart and continued to wait for the opportunity.

"Woohoo...... Calling for ......"

On the sidelines, the Besiktas fans booed even more, supporting Besiktas with all their power and influencing the mentality of the United players.

As long as they don't concede three goals in the next period, then they can step on Manchester United's shoulders and enter the round of 16!

Victory seems to be at hand!

"Beep!"

After a few more minutes, the substitution on the sidelines was raised.

Blind came on for Wayne Rooney and then switched places with Marouane Fellaini, moving Fellaini to the right and even close to the centre.

"Pogba, mostly on the right wing, replaced Rooney's role just now, smashed the ball into the box."

Mourinho shouted anxiously from the sidelines.

Pogba on the field nodded slightly after hearing this, and began to gradually adjust his position.

After the three highs were replaced, he didn't need Mourinho to say, he also knew what he had to do.

For the next few minutes, United's attacking focus was tilted into the wings.

Pogba and Blind were attacking and came to the right side to play a two-on-two attack.

Originally, the situation on the court was moving smoothly, but everything changed with a malicious foul.

"Bang!"

This time, Pogba wanted to defend the ball after receiving a pass from Blind.

But the sudden force of his leg made his body fall to the ground involuntarily, and his right foot stepped on the football on the way to the ground, and sat on a ball cart.

There was a muffled thud and Pogba slammed to the ground.

It was actually fine, just a normal foul.

But the biggest problem was that Besiktas's full-back seemed to be a little angry, and despite Pogba's somewhat angry expression, he raised his leg and collapsed over Pogba's head as he fell to the ground.

It's a very insulting action!

"Shh......h ......Shhhh

A joking whistle from Besiktas fans on the sidelines completely ignited the anger in Pogba's heart.

He got up and wanted to step forward and knock the opponent down, but after glancing at the scoreboard and seeing the desire to win on the faces of his teammates, he put up with the atrocity.

Calm down......

The team needs to win......

But even if he calmed down a bit, the reluctance and anger on Pogba's face were very obvious.

All of this is telling everyone that he's going to hang up.

Hang three gears!

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle blew and gave United a set-piece on the wing.

"Bastard, if you fake it like this again, I advise you to go back to your France and play football, I heard that the people there are gentle."

The foul Besiktas player was also a little unconvinced, kicking the ball to Pogba while pointing at Pogba and taunting.

"You'll know the consequences."

Pogba gritted his teeth, his desire to survive became stronger and stronger, and the desire to score goals gradually rose.

With his individual qualities, he is confident that he will be able to break through the Besiktas defence in this state at the moment.

In the penalty area, Lu Chenfeng, Ibrahimovic and Fellaini lined up three high points in turn, looking expectantly at Pogba's pass.

It's a good set-piece and the threat is definitely a bit bigger than a corner.

"Bang."

But to the surprise of all three, Pogba knocked the ball to Blind, who was standing in front of the arc of the penalty area, and then shouted.

"Make a ball!"

Pogba's body stepped forward at high speed, and on the way he looked up at the position of the goal, and there were a few hints of determination in his eyes!

The experienced Blind immediately saw what Pogba was trying to do, and he gently pushed the ball forward and pushed it with a good force.

"Bang !!"

Pogba's body quickly followed, and while the opponent's back line had not yet been suppressed, he faced the force of the football rolling towards his side, and shot out with his left foot!

With two recoil forces, the football ball quickly rolled into the upper corner of the goal, and the closer to the goal, the more tricky the angle!

Besiktas's goalkeeper leaps over and fights his way towards football!

The eyes of the Manchester United fans on the sidelines erupted with a few looks of anticipation, and some people were ready to get up and celebrate!

A superstar like Pogba, who is Mr. 100 million, is at a certain moment like a talented player like Lu Chenfeng, who can play unexpected operations!

"Huh!!"

Then, the crisp and pleasant sound of a football touching the net completely ignited the atmosphere of the whole stadium.

“Yeahhhhhhhhhh！！！！”

Manchester United fans shouted wildly as they celebrated their team's 3-1 lead in the second leg!

The game is only about 55 minutes, and there is still a gap of two goals, and the hope has undoubtedly increased by a few points!

Pogba had a look of pride and relief on his face, thumping his chest in a venting manner.

He pushed away the other United players who had come up to celebrate, and alone rushed to the sidelines, yelling at the Besiktas fan area.

"Shhh Go on! Dirty Turks! ”

"This is just the beginning, this is just the beginning, I will make you feel what hell is!"

Pogba completely freed himself and quickly returned the humiliation he had just received!

Then he turned to look at the Besiktas full-back who had just mocked him.

One hand pointed at his face, and the other hand made a thumbs down motion, venting the emotions he had just had.

"Pretty bro!"

Lu Chenfeng also rushed over at this time, jumped on Pogba's body at once, and hugged him.

The ball was really exciting, and Pogba used his own kick to let the Besiktas player know who to mess with and who not to mess with.

The Besiktas full-back, who gave away the free-kick, turned over through gritted teeth as he watched Pogba and the other Manchester United players play with their playful expressions.

What else is there to say about this.

It was indeed he who gave a free-kick and allowed the opposition to score another goal.

This kind of riposte, he is embarrassed even if he wants to go up and find something to do.

"Keep your emotions in check, Dalit."

The captain of the team's central defender had a little helplessness in his expression, and after sighing, he spread his hands helplessly and complained.

The opponent clearly has this kind of superstar player in the lineup, and it is clearly not a good option to provoke them.

You're going to say that it's better to make them completely lose their minds, and it's better to get a yellow card and a red card.

But if you completely stimulate people's fighting spirit, it will outweigh the losses.

Coach's seat on the sidelines.

"Beautiful!"

"World Wave!"

Jose Mourinho was once again excited to celebrate with high-fives from his assistant coaches, and his hope was even stronger.

He felt that it was possible for the team to pull off a near-impossible miracle today.

What was lost in Istanbul will be returned today!

After Lu Chenfeng, Pogba has found his form here one after another.

Will Ibrahimovic, Anthony Martial, Fellaini be far away?

Even if they can't play too much, their leading role in the front court will create more opportunities for Lu Chenfeng and Pogba.

The other side.

Coach's seat area in Besiktas.

Egil's expression began to grow solemn, and there is a saying in football that a two-goal lead is a very confusing scoreline.

There is a misconception among the players, including the coaching staff, that the opponent will not be able to win with another goal.

But what if the opponent does score another one?

Isn't that just a one-goal gap?

In case the extra time countdown gives you a killer goal, how can you resist it then?

It will be too late to regret it and adjust it again.

No, we have to change!

There was a hint of determination in Igier's expression and he was also a risk-taking manager, as was evident from his Europa League campaign to the opening stages.

"Tel, Randis, warm up."

He turned and shouted to the bench for two players with good pace to make a substitution.

The two players quickly stood up and prepared for the warm-up under the guidance of the assistant coach.

Their expressions were also solemn, knowing what kind of heavy responsibility they faced when they went up.

Not far away, Mourinho's eyes noticed everything on this side.

A few smiles tugged at the corners of his mouth, ready to try it at Old Trafford?

Now the morale of the team is high, and the players of Besiktas there are already some fears and worries in their hearts.

In this state, he is still afraid that Besiktas will attack?

It's hard to ask for.

'Call Rashford over for Anthony Martial.'

Jose Mourinho gave an order to the bench, and an assistant coach immediately went to the sidelines to submit relevant information.

Marcus Rashford, who had been warming up on the sidelines and waiting for his chance, also quickly ran over and took a deep breath to get ready to play.

"Did you see the two substitutes for the opponent? Don't turn your head, look at me, and pretend I'm talking to you about something else. ”

Mourinho whispered to Rashford, "When you're on the pitch, you take on Anthony Martial's responsibilities first, attacking the opposition wing-backs and launching crosses on the flanks of the pitch. ”

"When those two are on the pitch, you use your physical advantage and speed to limit their counter-attacking opportunities."

"Once you get the ball back, you have to be quick to catch the gap that the opponent appears in the transition between attack and defense, you have to be fast, understand?"

"Sprint with all your strength, look for opportunities in the transition, maybe just one or two times and the team can score again."

Rashford listened carefully to Mourinho's words, nodded and glanced casually at Besiktas's bench.

He memorized the two players who were ready to play, then took off his vest and went to the sidelines.

Soon, the fourth official raised the substitution card, and Martial saw it and quickly ran towards the field.

"Remember, high speed and efficiency! Run! ”

Mourinho finally patted Rashford on the back and gave him a word of advice.

Marcus Rashford high-fived Anthony Martial, touched the turf and stormed the pitch.

Besiktas's substitution was also completed after five minutes, with both sides on the pitch making some tactical tweaks.

The game continued to move forward, and soon the time was about seventy minutes.

At this time, the tension in the hearts of fans on both sides is even more.

Manchester United fans watched as the minutes ticked by, fearing that the team would not have enough attacking chances to score.

Besiktas' fans are of course similar, with the last twenty minutes or so left before the victory, and they are also a little worried about whether the team will be able to maintain this advantage.

The further back on, the more nervous and excited the mentality of the fans on both sides must become.

Under this excitement, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

Marcus Rashford's cross after a breakaway was cleared off by an opposition player and the ball fell to Besiktas's midfielder.

The midfielder happened to be one of the newly substitutes, and with plenty of energy and speed, he launched a surprise attack on United's backfield.

He dribbled the ball forward at high speed, constantly compressing United's defence backwards.

Besiktas was at the back, and Rashford lowered his head and used his whole body to start chasing back.

He kept in mind the task Mourinho had given him and knew he had to take on a certain amount of defensive responsibility.

His speed without the ball, which should be in the top eight in the entire Premier League, is now surpassing one Besiktas player after another, closing in on the ball carrier.

The Besiktas player with the ball apparently didn't expect that not long after half-time, there was a somewhat rapid sound of running and breathing behind him.

He subconsciously wanted to find someone to pass the ball, but when he saw that the nearby Besiktas players either hadn't caught up or were being targeted, he had no choice but to move the ball forward.

"Bang!"

It was this kick at high speed that brought Besiktas's attack to an abrupt halt.

Marcus Rashford was under too much pressure behind him, and the player didn't control the force of the ball and kicked the ball four or five metres away.

Manchester United's centre-back Smalling immediately stopped his backward steps, took two steps forward and knocked the ball into Rashford, who was chasing back.

"Good shot."

Rashford shouted, turned around without stopping the ball, did not waste any time, and launched an attack!

Besiktas' players were still immersed in the team's high-speed counter-attack, and the sudden loss of the next goal gave them time to react in shock.

It was in the space of a few seconds that Rashford left more than five Besiktas players behind and launched a counter-attack against their empty backline.

Mourinho stood up from his seat on the sidelines and looked expectantly at the pitch.

On the other side, Agichton felt bad, holding his head with his hands in despair, looking at his defense line with a look of fear.

"Keep an eye on the guys, watch out for their wide players, and jam the gaps that penetrate in the middle."

He shouted out to the pitch, reassuring himself knowing that the players might not hear him.

on the pitch.

Marcus Rashford was close to the opposition third with the ball and looked up to analyse the situation.

On the left side, Ashley Young will definitely not be able to come up, and he is not there, so it must be a vacant position.

In the middle, Manchester United's high-altitude three dominated the dead ground, firmly imprisoning the opponent's back five.

On the right flank, Pogba and Blind will be in a blistering position, and the dangerous point is the Besiktas full-back, who is chasing back.

"Bang."

Marcus Rashford was not greedy, and two consecutive long-distance full-throttle anaerobic runs had left him a little breathless.

He played the ball to Blind and then stood on the edge of the box waiting for a possible second penalty after the cross.

Blind received the ball and simply struck the ball to Pogba.

Pogba sped the ball straight ahead, and at the same time his body quickly got into position, taking advantage of the forward roll of the ball, jamming the opposition full-backs behind him.

The full-back, named Dalit, tried to sprint, but after hitting Pogba's back, his center of gravity was unstable and he fell to the ground, very embarrassed.

"Bang!!"

Pogba took a look at the penalty area, then quickly swung the ball in with a cross, and at the same time shouted in his mouth, "Wind, it's up to you!" ”

In fact, with this kick, he saw that Lu Chenfeng was at the front point, and he passed it to a back point.

The act of deliberately shouting his name in his mouth was to attract the attention of the opponent's defense line to focus on Lu Chenfeng.

In the box, with a defender just on the way to defend Pogba, there will be only four Besiktas left to defend the cross.

Lu Chenfeng, who was in front of him, jumped up high, and shouted mine in his mouth.

Sure enough, as Pogba expected, a Besiktas player rushed in front of Lu Chenfeng, and another player also stood next to Lu Chenfeng as if he were a big enemy, reaching out to interfere with Lu Chenfeng.

This was not enough, even the remaining two players involuntarily leaned towards this side.

It wasn't until the cross crossed high above Lu Chenfeng's head that it began to fall from the back post, and all the Besiktas players were shocked.

Finished!

They had just thought of this and turned to look back.

Ibu's body, which was more than 1.9 meters tall, jumped up flexibly, forming an almost horizontal line in the air, and pumped horizontally towards the football.

Jump up and volley!

This is one of Eevee's famous stunts!

It's very ornamental, and the hit rate is very high when no one is watching!

"Bang!!"

A heavy muffled sound sounded, and the ball shot by Ibrahimovic was like a cannonball, and it slammed into the goal with a heavy force.

Besiktas's goalkeeper didn't have time to react at all, just saw a white light attack, and then felt the goal behind him tremble!

The ball is in!

Three to three!

"Roar!"

Ibrahimovic raised his hands very domineeringly and rushed towards Pogba, who had just passed a cross from the sidelines.

At the same time, on the way, he hooked shoulders with Lu Chenfeng and cheered and celebrated together.

It's a perfect transition between offense and defense!

A perfect counter-attack!

Now, the aggregate score is four to four!

Just one more goal and Besiktas will go home!

“Yeahhhhhhhhhh！！！”

The Manchester United fans on the sidelines erupted in a trembling cheer again, and many fans even tore off their clothes and celebrated wildly when the weather was a little colder.

Besiktas fans had a mixed fear on their faces.

No, it's really possible to be killed by the opponent......

That's really a shame......

This miracle will surely go down in the history books of Manchester United along with Jose Mourinho's name.

And they Besiktas, the team with all the pride of the Turks, will be the biggest backdrop.

The dejected appearance of their players and the desperate expressions of the fans will become the highlight material that will be continuously broadcast in the media around the world.

"Hold on, boys!"

"You are the pride of Turkey! Be sure to keep this pride alive and bring it back to our Turkey! ”

"Think about how you ravaged them in Istanbul, keep that feeling, keep your confidence!"

"Come on, Besiktas!"

“……”

The fans applauded, trying to use their modest strength to help the players on the pitch boost some self-confidence.

The Besiktas players on the pitch were indeed a little encouraged, but the fear and worry on their faces could not be stopped.

Coach's seat on the sidelines.

Jose Mourinho waved his hands again and signaled the United fans to shout louder, making the atmosphere at Old Trafford even stronger, thus supporting the team to win this great victory!

“GloryGloryManUnited！！”

“GloryGloryManUnited！！”

Manchester United's fans were quick to bring in reinforcements for the club, and the anthem of glory to Manchester United was once again sounded.

Most of them sang this traditional old song hoarsely, reminiscing about the glorious achievements of Manchester United in the past.

The team's captain, Wayne Rooney, a player who has been with United for more than a decade, also stood up from the bench at this moment, turned and clapped his hands and chanted with the fans.

He is equivalent to one of the souls of this team, a player that these fans have watched grow up.

As long as he is the one who drives the atmosphere, then the participation of Manchester United fans on the scene will definitely be very high!

It didn't take long for tens of thousands of Manchester United fans at Old Trafford to sing the team's anthem.

The loud singing resounded throughout the stadium, infecting everyone on the scene, and making all the players of Manchester United more motivated!

Substitute seat for Besiktas.

Head coach Agic's face was already extremely heavy, and he walked briskly on the sidelines with his arms crossed, still looking at his watch.

There were still almost fifteen minutes to go, and there was only one goal to go.

Hold on, they advance, can't hold, Manchester United complete a miracle counterattack.

What exactly is the result?

The experienced young coach couldn't feel it, only that the team was now on the edge of a cliff.

Manchester United's momentum is now fully up, and their players, must be constantly running out of energy.

How to procrastinate has become the biggest problem.

Thinking of the end, Ajic really couldn't help it, and yelled at the field with a heavy face, "Delay time." ”

"By all means, the opponent in the next game is not strong, even if it is a card, it is necessary to delay the time."

"Give you the greatest freedom, as long as you don't concede the ball again."

It's something that the leading side on the football pitch sometimes does when there is a lack of confidence.

Ajic now has no choice but to give the players this vaccination, so that they can stall for time without distraction and have no worries.

Fifteen minutes, even if it is three yellow cards and one red card, this time will be delayed!

As long as they can qualify, they will have a chance to adjust in the next games!

on the pitch.

Ibrahimovic simply celebrated with his team-mates and quickly ran back to half-court to wait for the game to resume.

"Fifteen minutes, boys, it's up to you."

Jose Mourinho shouted from the sidelines, telling the players the exact time and preparing them.

At this moment, the referee blew the whistle and announced the resumption of the game.

The final showdown begins!

The Besiktas centre-forward sent a ball into the middle circle, and then he didn't bother to step forward at all, just standing still, waiting for his teammate's pass.

They managed to get as many shots as they could at the back, and then when they lost possession, they stood en masse at the edge of the box and squeezed the space to the extreme.

It stands to reason that the best option would be to leave a counter-attack point up front and put some pressure on the United defenders and not let them press too far forward.

But Besiktas, who would be at the meeting, even involuntarily kicked the strikerless lineup, and they adjusted the formation to the position of June Fourth.

There are two midfielders in the middle, and there are also two wing-backs on either side who assist the wing-backs in defending the cross.

The remaining four centre-backs stood firmly in the box, staring at the United players with great concentration.

"Bang!"

As long as they grab the ball, they won't even control the ball to give Manchester United a chance to counter-attack, and directly kick a long ball towards the sideline of Manchester United's backfield, wasting as much time on the field as possible.

In addition to this, they also launched a lot of riotous operations.

As soon as there is some physical contact with the Manchester United players, they will lie on the ground with their legs clutched and howl in pain.

Even if the United player hits him only on the shoulder, the Besiktas player will probably fall with his own eggs in his hands.

"I'm pinching the watch, please put away your clumsy performance, the time will be added back in overtime, and if anyone delays the time for no reason, be ready to eat cards." The referee also issued a warning to the majority of Besiktas.

However, this warning is obviously useless, and their players will not be stupid enough to act too obviously.

Every time it ends in a measured manner, it drags on for more than half a minute.

This also made the Manchester United players gradually feel a little anxious, and their faces turned a little dark.

"Referee, I've been calculating, the stoppage time in this game should be at least six minutes or more."

Ibrahimovic raised his lips when he passed by the referee, shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless, "Since you said that you want to give cards, then you should be more simply." ”

"Don't let these villains disrupt the flow of the game anymore."

The referee glanced at Ibrahimovic, didn't say anything more, and continued to enforce the law seriously.

Time passed like this, and Lu Chenfeng was also a little anxious.

"Pass it to me."

He shouted to the field, then looked for a more suitable point of contact.

The law of cause and effect is still one kick away, it's not that he doesn't want to shoot and stack it all over the place, it's just that the opponent's defensive line is too dense, and his teammates can't find a few lines to pass the ball to him.

In the eighty-sixth minute of the game, looking at the opponent's bus iron bucket formation, Pogba's personal dribbling began to break through.

He used a beautiful Marseille maneuver in midfield to get past the opponent's midfield, and then with a violent kick, he got past another midfielder and got in front of the defender.

"Bang."

He passed the ball to Lu Chenfeng with one kick, and then quickly stepped forward and ran towards the position of the ribs.

"Give the ball!"

Pogba shouted, his expression a little urgent.

Because he knew in his usual training that Lu Chenfeng's passing was a bit average.

This ball is given, and he will definitely be able to deliver a dangerous cross!

"Bang!!"

But Lu Chenfeng's actions made his heart tighten, and he saw him lie down a step of the football and hit it a little reluctantly before the defender stretched his feet.

The angle of the ball was good, but there was some slowing down after rubbing against the defender, and finally the goalkeeper got it easily.

"Wind!"

Pogba spread his hands helplessly and said, "You should pass this ball to me, I can cross." ”

"It's this time, it's better not to play if you don't have a long shot, we don't have a few chances to attack."

"I'm sorry." Lu Chenfeng pretended to wave his hand and apologized to Pogba, but he was snickering in his heart.

You are in this position with a cross, and you can open five or five or even four or six with the opponent to grab points.

I'm now full of the law of cause and effect, and I'll kill my opponent if I get another chance.

Which is important?

It's not just obvious at all times.

On the sidelines, Besiktas fans were relieved, hoping that Lu Chenfeng could pick up a few more such non-threatening shots to help them finish the attack and delay time.

The corners of Mourinho's mouth on the bench also twitched, and the tension in his heart became more and more intense.

He knew that Lu Chenfeng's long-range shot was very good, and the hit rate was not low.

But at that opportunity just now, instead of fighting for a long shot, it is better to pass Pogba......

It's a waste of a good attacking opportunity.

His face was a little heavy, and he didn't intend to say anything to the players, but turned around solemnly, walking around with his head down, looking a little stressed.

The game on the field continues.

The Besiktas goalkeeper sent the ball straight down the right side of the United half, forcing Ashley Young to run back again and squander more than two seconds with a throw-in.

The clock is 89 minutes into the game.

Not long after, the stoppage time card on the sidelines was raised, signaling that the stoppage time of the second half was four minutes.

"Four minutes? Four minutes?! ”

Mourinho's face was a little incredulous, and he couldn't help but bow down and put his head in his hands to show his emotions.

"The time they just delayed was definitely more than seven minutes, and four minutes of stoppage time?"

"That's the referee's rule, sir." Fourth, officials did not communicate much with Mourinho.

Indeed, in this era when VR technology is not yet developed, it is impossible to accurately calculate the time that should be added.

Most of the stoppage time in the game came by the feeling of the referee.

In general, it is rarely more than five minutes.

Since the Qatar World Cup, eight or nine minutes of stoppage time have become commonplace.

on the pitch.

The game went on and the Reds threw all their forces into attack, looking for an opportunity to break down the opposition's goal.

"Bang!"

On the wing, Pogba and Marcus Rashford's crosses kept smashing into the box.

Even centre-back Chris Smalling's high post went into Besiktas's box to grab the spot.

However, in the end, the results were not good, and the flanks were often filled with two people sandwiching one of them, which resulted in the quality of the crosses being mediocre for both players.

Combined with the dense number of defenders in the box, most of those goals were cleared.

Time continued to tick, and Mourinho's eyes on the sidelines kept looking at his watch.

As for Besiktas head coach Ajic, he didn't even dare to look at the time, his eyes just looked nervously at the field, expecting the referee's whistle.

"The last two minutes."

Jose Mourinho shouted again to the pitch when he saw that the game had reached the ninety-second minute.

It also made the anxiety in the hearts of the United players even more obvious, and goalkeeper David De Gea was slowly leaving the box, ready to try it as soon as a set-piece was available.

"Bang!"

On the wing, Rashford's cross came in again, and the ball was cleared by Besiktas's player at the front post!

“Ohhhhhhhhhh！！！”

There was a burst of cheers from their Expedition fans, which is what they would make every time they saw a team defend successfully.

Victory is at hand, boys, hold on!

The second penalty flew far away, almost to United's back line.

Phil Jones, who was dragging behind, took control of the ball and began to push forward with the ball.

It seems that a cross from the wing will not work, so try the middle and see if it is possible to create chances!

Phil Jones took control of the soccer ball and carried it forward at a steady pace, looking for a connecting point.

Suddenly, he saw Lu Chenfeng rushing out at high speed in the forbidden area.

Lu Chenfeng should have reached a pole of physical fitness at this time, and under the high-speed movement of his legs, the expression on his face became hideous.

It's so tiring.

Almost all the time running.

But this time, he had to come out, and this was his best chance to use the law of cause and effect to shoot.

Behind Lu Chenfeng, Besiktas's players originally wanted to go out with a few at first.

But seeing that Lu Chenfeng was running farther and farther, and after leaving the penalty area for more than ten meters, only one defender assisted in the defense.

"Stand still and watch out for his breakthrough."

Someone reminded Lu Chenfeng's back that Lu Chenfeng would generally choose to break through with the ball at high speed when he received the ball in that position.

The back waist nodded, there was no intention of rushing, just following Lu Chenfeng at a distance of about three meters.

"Bang."

Phil Jones must have believed in the team's number one attacker, and a short pass safely put the ball at the feet of Lu Chenfeng.

This could be United's last or penultimate chance.

Lu Chenfeng turned around after receiving the ball, and the teammates around him all ran without sparing, waiting for his pass with eager eyes.

"Here! Wind! Pass it again! ”

Pogba's shout rang out, and he raised his hands on the flank to get the ball, "Don't shoot anymore, there's no time." ”

"Wind!"

Marcus Rashford's shout was also heard on the left flank, and he was already moving forward at high speed.

"Feet, feet."

Ibrahimovic also ran out of the middle, as if to show off the dribbling he hadn't done in years, and see if there was a chance to kill the match.

But Lu Chenfeng ignored none of them, and just focused on the football at his feet.

"Bang ......"

He pushed the ball to the right, then threw his left arm back, and his body quickly followed.

It's about shooting!

Besitax's midfielder didn't pay much attention to it, and it was more than thirty-five meters away from the goal, even close to forty meters.

Over the years, he has only seen Cristiano Ronaldo score a goal in this position, and that was in previous highlights.

So he didn't feel too much of a threat, just to prevent Lu Chenfeng's possible fake shot from changing direction.

Besitaks's goalkeeper was not underestimated at the moment, staring at Lu Chenfeng's feet with blazing eyes, lowering his center of gravity.

All the Manchester United players, including Lu Chenfeng off the pitch, and the fans on the sidelines, were a little disappointed at the moment.

It's too rushed......

Maybe he wanted to win too much......

There's nothing to blame for that, after all, he's already scored two goals in this game.

To blame, they can only be blamed for losing too much in the last game.

"Bang !!"

Under the different mentality of everyone on the field, Lu Chenfeng's instep position hit the football fiercely, and broke out with the most powerful shot in the first half of his life.

When the football touched the surface of Lu Chenfeng's feet, there was a depression that was about to explode, and then with this rebound force and the power sent by Lu Chenfeng, he began to fly at high altitude!

10 centimeters...... 20 cm...... Fifty centimeters...... One meter ...... 1.5 meters...... Two meters and five ...... Two meters eight!

The soccer ball regularly rises in height in the air, and at the same time sweeps with huge force, even if it flies forward for a long time, it has no intention of slowing down!

The speed is definitely more than 170 km/h!!

As the fans gradually changed from indifference to abruptly dilated their pupils, the Besiktas goalkeeper finally thought he was judging the right direction and pounced.

"Lu Chenfeng, this position, hit the door with one kick!"

"? Good ball speed...... The ball is getting higher! ”

"Becktas goalkeeper!"

"Oh! Pretty! Pretty! It's a kick in the world wave! It's a kick in the world! ”

"Can you imagine?! At a distance of more than forty meters, Lu Chenfeng blasted through a super heavy cannon to open Besiktas's goal!! ”

"Five to one! Five to one! With an aggregate score of 5-4, Manchester United completed a Jedi counterattack in the round of 32! Advance to the round of 16! ”

"How can you not love football? How can you not love Lu Chenfeng? He is a player with magic and the mysterious powers of the East! ”

"Manchester United fans, burst into tears!"

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