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Chapter 152 The last time I saw such a goal was the last time

The fans of Xiaopo Mine can no longer describe Yang Feng's cruelty this season. They want to let the whole world know that there is such a fierce person in their family, but they are afraid that some local tyrants will miss them, and their hearts are terribly contradictory.

Messi in front of the TV couldn't help but slapped his thigh. He really wanted to find someone to share his mood at the moment, so after searching and searching, he finally called Aguero.

"Akun, did you see that? That goal, no, that assist."

Aguero was inexplicable, "What goal? What assist? Don't you have a game tomorrow?"

"Bundesliga, Ruuderby, Yang!" Messi spit out three key words in a row, "His performance is great."

Aguero couldn't help laughing: "Better than you?"

"No, it's another style. Well, it's a bit similar. In short, you should take a good look at this game. This Chinese is a good opponent."

"Oh? What about Ronaldo?"

"Him? He should also be secretly watching the game," Messi secretly laughed. "There should be no one who cares more about the European Golden Boot than him."

Ronaldo is indeed watching the game, but not secretly, but with his teammates at the Real Madrid training base.

Tomorrow is the No.20 seventh round of La Liga. Many players live in the base, so let's watch the Ruhr Derby together.

When Yang Feng scored twice, everyone's reaction was relatively flat. After all, long-range shots and free kicks are common, but when he ran 80 meters to provide an assist for his teammates, the Real Madrid players were not calm. It was a strange cry, mixed with admiration for Yang Feng and gloating for Dortmund.

The uninitiated watch the fun while the insider looks at the doorway.

No one understands how difficult this kind of ball is better than them.

Not to mention the derby in the top league, even if you can hit a ball like this in an ordinary professional game, it is worth throwing a party to celebrate.

Marcelo muttered: "I like this kid, has the club dealt with him?"

"He's so fast," Benzema said. "I like the assist."

"It's really fast..." Ronaldo smiled, but his eyes were as firm as iron.

"Kaka," Alonso called out suddenly, "who is faster, you or him?"

Everyone looked at Kaka who was sitting silently next to Ronaldo.

The Brazilian is actually thinking about this issue, and privately thinks that he should be faster, but this person is used to being humble, and some things are really hard to say, "It's hard to compare, but I like his football style."

"Oh, I think you're still faster, especially with the ball..."

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In an away game, three goals behind, it is unrealistic to ask Dortmund to reverse and win. The fans only hope that they can wake up and stop letting their opponents score one or two goals at the same time, so as to save some face.

Naturally, Schalke 04 would not think too many goals, not to mention that there is no such thing as a derby, so with a huge psychological advantage, the fight is also very bold. On the contrary, Yang Feng suddenly broke out after a wave Started to take a walk again, people have to suspect that he has no ambition to break the Ruhr Derby personal scoring record.

Draxler couldn't help but quipped: "What's wrong? Your wings need a breather?"

"In the skill CD, you need to cool down."

"...o(▼皮▼メ;)o"

"Just kidding, I feel like they're going to start stalking me. I have to protect myself."

"Oh, so you're scared?"

"No, I'm going to show them what a walk goal is."

"..." Draxler originally wanted to say that he was bragging, but when he thought that it was not like he had never done this kind of thing, he suddenly had nothing to say.

Berbatov's free-wheeling stop and unconstrained shooting can't be learned by ordinary people, but his running position...it can run out of a monkey hanging a banana in front of it.

Anyway, it's all kinds of walks, at most it's a little trot, and the most tiring part of the whole game is when celebrating a goal.

Of course, if this kind of Buddha-nature running position wants to shine, it needs an excellent sense of smell in front of the goal to cooperate, otherwise it will really become a walk on the field.

Top strikers are like those predators at the top of the food chain in the jungle, a little fishy smell can make them move. Berbatov's running seems careless, but he can often appear in the most reasonable time at the most correct time. Place, put the ball into the goal in the most unreasonable way.

Gross Kreutz, who took over from Bender to defend Yang Feng, could not be punished directly.

The object of my defense has suddenly changed from a desperate Saburo to an old man who has no desires and desires. This...how should I defend?
He can't do this question!

Although his defensive pressure is indeed much less in this way, the whole world knows that the guy he is defending is a terrorist, and no one can guess when he will suddenly explode and give you a sudden.

Gross Kreutz guarded him with trepidation, not daring to let Yang Feng out of his sight for a second.

"There seems to be a problem with Yang's physical strength, and his running has decreased a lot. Of course, it is also possible that he is deliberately conserving his strength. After all, the victory of the game is already decided, and they will face the challenge of Galatasaray in the Champions League in three days. The first round between the two sides ended in a 1-1 draw, and Schalke 04 must play in the best condition to win a valuable place for promotion..."

Yang Feng's sense of presence decreased, and the activity of other players increased.

Farfan and Draxler had more opportunities to dribble and began to make waves on the two wings.

In the 52nd minute, Farfan dribbled the ball from the right and was about to make a pass from the bottom before the football was destroyed by Schmelzer.

Yang Feng took a corner kick on the right, and Matip headed it 9 meters away, but Gotze, who was protected on the left post, made a header on the goal line and Dortmund escaped.

Two minutes later, it was Farfan who quickly broke through the middle to score the ball. Raul passed the cross from the left side of the penalty area to the back point immediately. After the unguarded Draxler stopped the ball, he hit the goal from the right corner of the small penalty area and was caught by Weidenfer. Le blocked it with his feet, and Matip volleyed from the top of the penalty area and missed the right post. Schalke missed the opportunity again.

In the 60th minute, Uchida Atsuto made a cross from the right after receiving Heger's cross, and Subotic missed, but Huntelaar headed the ball into Weidenfeller's arms.

Weidenfeller quickly took the ball, and Dortmund played a wave of fast breaks, but Gotze dribbled the ball in the middle and shot a low shot from 20 meters away, which was saved by Hildebrand.

In the 65th minute, Schalke 04 made a comeback.

Raul suddenly made an oblique pass to the right of the penalty area. After receiving the ball, Farfan tricked Schmelzer with a dunk, and then pushed with his left foot, but he failed to exert strength and was easily obtained by Weidenfeller.

In the 69th minute, it was Dortmund's turn to waste the opportunity.

Royce received a cross from his teammate on the right side of the penalty area and made a cross immediately, but Gotze, who was unguarded, pushed his right foot 14 meters away from the middle and fired an anti-aircraft gun.

One minute later, Royce sent a wonderful oblique plug at the front of the penalty area, and Piszczek, who quickly inserted into the right side of the penalty area, knocked the ball towards the goal and was saved by Hildebrand.

Yang Feng could hardly be found in the series of offenses. Even Stevens thought he was paddling maliciously. He had rushed Sane to warm up and was about to replace Yang Feng. Enter the number on the substitution board, and accidents happen on the field.

Royce dribbled the ball quickly, and Hegel couldn't catch up, so he could only choose to bring him down. He got a yellow card and gave Dortmund a free kick.

Yang Feng was dragged back to serve as a wall again.

Shaheen who took the penalty did not hit the goal directly, but passed the ball to the goal.

Subotic nodded the ball behind the goal to ferry, and Huntelaar in front of the goal hurriedly headed the ball to clear the siege. The football flew high and landed in the middle of the penalty area.

Hewedes shrank his neck and was about to push the falling football out, but a tall figure suddenly came up and knocked him to the ground.

Lewandowski!

"Shaheen free-kick to the back of the goal, Subotic didn't shoot it, he passed the ball into the middle of the goal, Huntelaar headed to clear! Höwedes... Lewandowski! Chest stop The ball, a volley, the ball went in! Huh? Wait, the referee's whistle blew, the more... No, offside is impossible, it should be that Lewandowski was called for a foul first... Sure enough, Lewandone pushed down before shooting. Höwedes, goal disallowed..."

Hewedes immediately stood up, and originally wanted to go to Lewand to argue, but immediately died down after seeing the referee's penalty.

But he stood up, but Huntelaar was still lying on the ground...

"Hunterel twisted his left foot when he landed. I don't know if he can continue the game. This injury came at a bad time and was unnecessary."

Brother Monkey has had a bad year this year, and he was injured again not long after his comeback.

Sane replaces Huntelaar.

Dortmund's players are still surrounding the referee to say something, and Klopp can't wait to grab the fourth official's ear and roar wildly.

Sane trotted to Yang Feng's side and said, "Yang, how can I cooperate with you?"

"Show your best form," Yang Feng rubbed his head fiercely, "play freely and perform well."

Sane's eyes lit up, "I will."

The referee over there finally suppressed the riot in Dortmund, and the game continued.

Hildebrand sent the ball to the left, and as soon as Fuchs received the ball, Royce and Gotze killed together.

Fuchs was unhurried, turned around protecting the ball, and passed back to the goal.

The football came to Hildebrand's feet, and Lewandowski immediately rushed up at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint.

Looking at his aggressive appearance, you can see why even some world-class goalkeepers will inexplicably pass the ball to the opponent's striker when they get the ball in front of the goal.

But with Hildebrand's old gun, he wouldn't be afraid of the young tiger's prestige exuded by Lewand.

He pretended to be in a hurry and was about to clear the siege with his big foot. Lewand immediately stretched out his right foot, facing the football with the sole of his foot, and was about to block the ball, but Hildebrand dunked the ball to the side the moment he touched the ball, directly Deducted Levan.

The fans immediately burst into cheers.

"Hahahaha, Timo played in the wrong position, he should play forward!"

"Do you think he looks like a clown?"

"Timo is too merciful, he shouldn't have faked his move, he should have just slapped him in the face..."

Hildebrand is not Neuer, and he passed the ball after a successful pass, leaving Lewandone blue with anger in the distance.

The football came to Hegel's feet, and Hegel immediately passed the ball to Yang Feng in the midfield.

Yang Feng knocked the ball to the side with his heel, then turned around Gross Kreutz.

After receiving the ball, Farfan immediately passed back and successfully scored two.

Yang Feng didn't take the ball forward, but pushed the ball to the side again, this time to Draxler on the left.

Draxler drives the ball forward along the wing.

Raul hurried over to respond, and after another hit-the-wall cooperation, Draxler successfully got rid of Piszczek and took the ball to the bottom line on the left.

Sane rushed forward quickly, and Draxler hurriedly made a cross when he saw this.

Sane wanted to sweep the ball directly towards the goal, but Subotic reacted so quickly that he had already blocked his shot.

Hummels reacted equally quickly, and had already come behind him, squeezing him out of the penalty area.

No one noticed that Yang Feng had already walked into the penalty area slowly at this time, only Gross Kreutz followed closely behind, but his attention was already on Sane.

Sane's upper body continued to feint, trying to trick Hummels and turn around, but Hummels was so steady that he didn't take his fake moves at all.

Sane had no choice but to pass the ball back to Drakosler. ,

Dracosla stopped the ball and was about to drive the ball in by himself, but suddenly saw a figure sneaking to the right side of the small penalty area.

"uh-huh?"

Of course Xiaode knew who it was, and immediately lobbed the ball over.

Hummels thought he was throwing the blame on Sane again, but he didn't expect the football to fly over Sane and himself.

He turned his head immediately, and saw a scene that he would never forget.

Yang Feng raised his right leg high and gently unloaded the ball with the inside of his right foot.

The football fell to the ground and bounced up playfully.

At the moment when the football fell, Yang Feng flicked the middle and lower part of the football with his right foot.

The football immediately flew upwards, drawing a wonderful parabola.

One end of the parabola is Yang Feng's right foot, and the other end is the upper left corner of the goal...

Weidenfeller watched the entire process of the goal from the best angle, and there was nothing he could do except waved his hand symbolically when the football shot into the dead corner of the goal.

"... Sane made a pass back, Draxler wanted to take the ball by himself... huh? Another cross... Yang Feng?! When did he appear... Ejected and scored!? The ball went in!!! Again Yang Feng! Another hat-trick! This goal is so easy and freehand! Yang Feng copied Berbatov's famous work and scored his 34th goal of the season with the most elegant and chic posture. League goal!"

"GOAL!!! Yang! Three consecutive hat-tricks in the Ruhr Derby! No.11 goals in the Ruhr Derby! The top scorer in the Ruhr Derby! I've seen it on Young! I couldn't believe my eyes, he can dribble the ball quickly in the middle like Henry and Kaka, pass people in a row, and he can walk like Berbatov, and then turn the shot into An elegant art..."

"Fuck me, copy Ibrahimovic and copy Walcott, copy Walcott and copy Brother Chisa, you're such a bad face~~"

"People who haven't watched "The Top [-] Goals in World Football" more than a hundred times can't do this."

"The last time I saw such a goal was the last time. It seems that Yang Feng made it too. How much this guy likes this shot."

"Look at Gross Kreutz, almost crying..."

　The author of Vegetable Chicken finally learned how to transfer the map by himself, let’s celebrate

　　
　
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