free people

Chapter 113
"Suddenly cast a cold arrow and pull up the green onion in the dry land! At this moment, we seem to be dreaming back to the UEFA Champions League in the 2004-2005 season. In the famous Barcelona-Chelsea game, Ronaldinho scored a similar goal in a similar position. A goal! Yang Feng pays tribute to the classics in a way that we have known before, and further expanded the score in a way that makes Petr the most uncomfortable."

In 04-05, the background board of Ronaldinho's goal was Cech...

Cech never dreamed that he would be bullied like this in his lifetime, even twice!

Yang Feng didn't intend to copy Ronaldinho's homework, but the moment the goal was scored, he also realized that the goal seemed to be very similar to Ronaldinho's famous scene.

He immediately ran to the sidelines, imitating Ronaldinho's classic celebration moves, and made a "666" gesture with his right hand.

Copy... ah bah, pay tribute to the end.

"He's a ruthless person, he even copied the celebration posture."

"Yang Feng: You may not believe it, but it is harder for me to celebrate than to score."

"Pech's underworld scene!"

"Cech: Why is it always me?"

"I have a bold hunch, it won't really be another hat-trick, right?"

"Can you imagine this guy used to be famous for his hips?"

Draxler and Atsuto Uchida pounced from left to right, and Huntelaar also rushed to the side, "Hahaha! My assist! The classic also has my part!"

Raul rubbed Yang Feng's head hard, "This is your confidence? King of the ball? Huh?"

He Shi, the representative of the Literary School, gave a few exaggerated explanations, "The entire Monaco is only as big as 400 football fields, but the Louis II Stadium, which is the holy land of Monaco football, has witnessed countless great games. We have reason to believe that what we are witnessing now is one of them! There are Raul, Torres, Cech, Lampard, and Ashley Cole on the pitch. One of the best players on the planet! There are Hazard, Draxler, Ramirez on the pitch... They are the stars of tomorrow that the entire world football is looking at! But at this moment, all People are eclipsed in front of Yang Feng! Just like Ronaldinho back then, he stands alone and overwhelms the contemporary..."

He raised Yang Feng to the height of Ronaldinho, and the domestic fans were a little bit blush. After all, compared with Ronaldinho's talent, which is almost bursting out of the sky, Yang Feng is obviously a bit inferior, but it does not prevent everyone from following his words. YY down a bit.

If there is a player like that...

In front of the TV, countless Huaxia fans showed idiotic smiles on their faces, and they were immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.

Lineker was also conquered by this ball, and he made no secret of his admiration for Yang Feng. In the commentary, he did not forget to @ a few powerful bosses in the Premier League, "Failed to bring Ronaldinho Coming to Manchester United is one of Sir Alex Ferguson's biggest regrets, and now is the opportunity to make up for it! Coach Arsene, you have once again proved your vision, so spend the money you got from selling the captain! And Chelsea! Ruble swipes Wake up! Yes, I want to see this kid in the Premier League! What a treat to watch him play! Just think of seeing him run every weekend at Old Delaford, Chiefs, Anfield or What a delight Stamford Bridge is..."

The Spanish media is also a little interested now, "Oh, he is worthy of the Barcelona jersey. Of course, maybe he has a Real Madrid dream since he was a child..."

Schalke fans became the happiest group of people in the world.

3-0, the victory is basically in sight, of course football is round, who knows what will happen next, but looking at the confused and gloomy expressions of the Chelsea players on the field, no one believes that they can stage a comeback. The miracle of Ma Louis II came out.

After leading by a large margin, Schalke began to play steadily, Chelsea's offensive was like a wave, but only Hazard's individual blasting could pose a threat, and it was not until the final stage of the first half that a real wave came. Opportunity.

It is still Hazard's solo breakthrough.

This kid was full of feints, which made Schalke's defense really uncomfortable. In the first minute of stoppage time, Fuchs had to make a little move from behind in order to block his inside cut, but he couldn't escape. Through the eyes of the referee, Xi mentioned the first topaz card of the game.

Chelsea get a free kick.

The place of the foul was 24 meters away from the goal, slightly to the left side of the court, which is still very suitable for hitting the goal directly.

Lampard stood in front of the football, while Yang Feng was recalled by Unnerstahl's great summoning technique again, and stood on the far left side of the human wall.

I don't know that his face is too easy to attract hatred. Almost every opponent who takes a free kick likes to hit him in that direction. Lan 8 is no exception this time. This shot is almost aimed at his face.

Lampard can become the team's top scorer as a midfielder. This awesome long-range shot is absolutely indispensable. In the anime, it would be the level of a tiger's shot, but Yang Feng was so brave that he shrunk his neck , Let the football fly past his scalp.

Leading by three goals and still using your head to head off someone's strong shot, that's not how being a hero is.

"******!" Unnerstahl breathed out fragrantly, and threw himself horizontally, but unfortunately the ball hair didn't touch it. Fortunately, he worshiped the goal post today, and this heavy cannon, which was like a meteor, was directly caught by the goal post. Refuse to go out.

With a "bang", Yang Feng, who was still a little ashamed, suddenly began to rejoice that he didn't try to be brave just now. If this hit the face, the disfigurement would be minor...

"Lampard shot directly! The football flew over Yang Feng's head! Shendeng long... Well, the goal post saved Schalke 04! And! Torres!?"

The football was ejected by the goal post and came to Torres' feet.

Toniu's aura of scoring goals in the final + winning the championship is still very bluffing. Although the Super Cup, a game that determines the outcome, is strictly speaking not a final, this guy is really evil, especially in Europe. The scene of the tyrannical Lahm in the cup final left a deep impression on the Germans, so many sand mine fans in this game actually regarded him as the number one enemy of the opposing team. He was almost invisible, and the defenders almost ignored him.

Facing the empty gate, Torres immediately shot furiously.

The football flew over Unnerstall without any suspense and shot hard into the goal.

3-1.
The score was still behind, and Torres didn't celebrate. Instead, he ran into the goal and took out the football, and quickly ran back to the middle circle.

Yang Feng raised his hand in embarrassment, apologizing for his coercive behavior just now.

If it were someone else, Hewedes would almost always slap him on the head, but Yang Feng...forget it.

Tens of millions of goods, what should I do if I break them?
Raul was not used to him, and immediately kicked his ass, "You don't even dare to block the ball, why are you being a wall?"

Yang Feng's lips moved, but he finally gave up his sophistry.

For those who come out to play, they must admit their mistakes, and they must stand at attention when they are beaten. This is the basic quality.

"Lampard hit the goal post with a free kick, and Torres, who was ambushing aside, blocked his throat with blood. Chelsea finally recovered a point. Including injury time, the game still has about 10 minutes, and the suspense is still there .”

Schalke served, time was running out, and when the ball was at Farfan's feet, he dribbled it along the wing at high speed, and finally cut inside and the ball flew into the stands.

It was the last shot of the first half.

Back in the locker room, Stevens kept asking the ball disciples to keep calm and keep a low profile, but the unstoppable upturned corners of his mouth showed that his heart was actually in a good mood.

In the second half, the two sides changed sides and fought.

Schalke 04 did not make any personnel adjustments, but Di Matteo dispatched troops shortly after the start of the game.

Sturridge replaced the mediocre Mata, and Oscar replaced the non-existent Ramirez.

"Chelsea made continuous substitutions and sent out an offensive signal. Schalke doesn't know whether to shrink the defense line and stick to the score of 3-1 or play against Chelsea..."

Chelsea's substitution still had a certain effect. Oscar gave a second pass with the first touch of the ball.

Lampard inserted in the middle and immediately shot with a kick.

Höwedes went up to the ball, received the shot with his chest, and then knelt on the ground in pain, clutching his chest.

Sturridge waded the ball away and lobbed a shot to the left of the goal.

Unnerstahl has quick eyes and quick hands, and with a cross with his left hand, he narrowly blocked the ball out of the baseline.

Chelsea corner.

Sturridge rubbed his scalp in annoyance, but the next second Matip rushed up angrily and pushed him hard.

"Dog X raised! Didn't you see someone hurt? Is this how your mother taught you to be a human being?"

Sturridge was stunned for a moment, then fell down...

The blunt acting skills are comparable to his shot just now.

Players from both sides rushed up and huddled together in front of Schalke's goal.

Yang Feng came to Hewedes and squatted down, "Do you need to call the team doctor?"

Hewedes rubbed his nose, took another breath of air, and said, "No... hiss, it's so cruel! It's a good thing you didn't take his head to catch his shot just now."

"Don't be like this, I just decided to be a tough guy, the kind with a broken doorpost on my forehead."

"You'd better just be someone else, don't be so overwhelmed at a young age."

"Nima..."

"Sturridge scored a corner with an injured man and won a corner for Chelsea, Matip thought it was unethical and pushed him, let's see what the referee does... ..."

The referee signaled the players on both sides to get out of the way, and then came to Sturridge, "Get up!"

Sturridge still wanted to hold back, but when he saw the referee's hand taking out the card, he jumped up in a jerk, "He pushed me!"

"Don't do this with me!" The referee shook his head, "Can you play well?"

"I'm a victim..." Sturridge muttered and walked away resentfully.

The referee then warned Matip, "Don't do it again!"

"You should tell them that."

After a pause of more than a minute, the game was able to resume.

Lampard's corner flew straight into the penalty area, and Ivanovic leaped high to finish a powerful header over Draxler.

Unnerstahl sighed at the ball and gave up the rescue, but he seemed to include the crossbar when he swore with the goalpost just now, and the crossbar helped him a favor by blocking the ball from the baseline.

Schalke 04's goal kick.

There were sighs and applause from the stands.

Di Matteo didn't know what he said during the half-time break, and Chelsea's players began to explode strongly.

Chelsea won another free kick in the 51st minute after the corner kick was fruitless.

Lampard didn't give Yang Feng a chance to show off his tough guy demeanor. After a full-score run-up, he chose a low pass to Torres.

"Torres took the ball on the right side of the penalty area! Shot directly! Oh, unfortunately, it went slightly wide... Hewedes must bear some responsibility for this ball. His reaction was half a beat slow to give Torres a chance to shoot. I don't know. It wasn't the impact of the injury just now..."

Stevens also thought that there was something wrong with Hewedes' body, so he didn't dare to take any risks, so he quickly replaced him with Papatopoulos.

Chelsea's offense continued, wave after wave.

In the 56th minute, Ivanovic scored the ball from the right, and Hazard got the ball and cut in to the middle with a weak low shot.

In the 60th minute, Ashley Cole made a pass from the left and was blocked. After counter-robbing, he knocked the ball across the middle.

Oscar received the ball from outside the penalty area and made a strong low shot. The ball brushed the post and went out of the baseline.

"Chelsea woke up too late. If they showed this state in the first half, then the game would be a real fight. Of course, if they didn't take a big lead in the first half, Schalke 04 would not be in the second half. Shrinking the line of defense like this, passively being beaten..."

In the 64th minute, Schalke finally played the most effective counterattack since the second half. Farfan made a wide-range transfer, and Draxler received the ball from the left and passed Raul diagonally.

Raul deliberately missed the ball, turned and went straight into the penalty area.

Yang Feng kicked a pass directly, and the football drew a parabola and fell in front of the goal. Raul jumped high and was about to head the ball, but Cech reacted quickly and slapped the ball on his head abruptly.

The football was headed out of the penalty area by Lewis. Jones was about to push the ball back, but was knocked to the ground by Mikel who rushed from behind.

"Schalke 04's free kick! Chelsea protected the penalty zone very well in this game. They only gave Schalke a free kick, but they gave another one at a critical moment. Who can you think of at this time? ? Who else? Of course it's Yang."

Yang Feng stood in front of the football "doing his part".

With one hand on his hips, his head slightly lowered, sweat dripped down his chin, just like the fallen leaves blown by the wind before the master duel in martial arts movies, adding a bit of chill to the air.

Full marks for atmosphere.

Anyone who looks at it will think that this person is absolutely a free kick master. People who have not scored more than a hundred free kicks in their careers cannot condense this kind of aura.

As a result, all illusions were shattered the moment the door was opened...

Cech raised his head and watched the football soar into the sky and fly towards the stands, then slowly turned his head and looked at Yang Feng.

It's been brewing for a long time, I even thought about how to celebrate after I made a successful save, but this is it?
Yang Feng turned a blind eye to his gaze, turned around and walked away like a normal person, even the back showed a sense of indifference after a free kick big guy made a mistake...

A group of people are numb.

Does this guy take free kicks?

As if they had seen Yang Feng's essence, Chelsea were no longer timid in defense, and they were also more fearless in offense. Unfortunately, Schalke's defense line was pressed very far back, which made them return without success time and time again.

The game quickly came to the 80th minute. Di Matteo made a desperate move, replaced the last striker, and bombarded Schalke's defense.

The two sides squeezed into Schalke's half and launched the most extreme offense and defense.

Hazard rushed left and right in the chaos, but Papatopoulos stretched out his foot and stabbed the ball accurately to Atsuto Uchida's feet.

Uchida Atsuto looked up and immediately kicked the ball.

The football rolled out of the crowd, and a figure followed, and walked away with the ball.

The live camera paused for a moment, as if even the cameraman didn't know where the football flew to. A second later, the camera turned quickly and found the figure who was dribbling the ball straight into the hinterland of Chelsea.

Yang Feng!

Everyone turned to look at Torres.

Isn't this frankly his famous scene?

Torres was equally bewildered.

This is his famous scene, yes, but he was playing left back at that time.

"Yang Feng! No offside! No offside! Yang Feng catches the ball in his own half, no offside!"

"Lampard and Ivanovic were chasing behind, but it was too late! Yang Feng was so fast, he seemed to be flying!"

"Yang Feng dribbled the ball into the penalty area, and Cech attacked! Will it be another pendulum-style dribble?"

Yang Feng was so tired that he was half dead, and the clock was pendulum.

Cech was afraid of being caught by Yang Feng and could only walk with his legs between his legs. In order to prevent him from hitting his sides directly, he opened his hands as far as possible to the sides. It looked like a duck walking, which was unspeakably funny, but the audience No one can laugh.

Everyone stared closely at the two figures that were approaching rapidly.

Yang Feng slowed down a little, adjusted the ball to the right front of his body, and raised his right foot lightly.

The football rose like a rainbow, over Petr Cech's head and into Chelsea's goal.

4-1.
"GOAL!!! In the 80th minute of the game, Schalke 04 led with three goals! Yang killed the game! This is a long-distance attack across the half! This is what Torres just completed when he faced Barcelona last season The way to break the door! Yang once again pays tribute to the classics, but in front of the original author..."

"The goal has been scored! Yang Feng will set the country with one kick, and the three crowns will be won with nine goals!"

(End of this chapter)