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Chapter 290 Why Do Goalkeepers Embarrass The Goalkeeper?
Yang Feng was wearing gloves and a slightly baggy goalkeeper uniform.

It was Oblak's spare jersey, the number on the back was still No. 13, but the shorts were still Yang Feng's own No. 9, which seemed quite inconsistent.

No one could have imagined that it was this nondescript soccer uniform that was auctioned off at a jaw-dropping price after the game...

"Yang Feng is the player who has scored the most free kicks in the five major leagues this season. This is also the most effective attacking method he can make as a goalkeeper. It can be seen that he attaches great importance to this free kick."

Yang Feng spent a lot of time preparing, constantly adjusting the position, and finally found the desired angle.

Ter Stegen took no less time to prepare than him. He kept directing his teammates who lined up the wall, and he didn't give up until he annoyed everyone.

The other Barcelona players kept making eye contact, ready to hit Manchester City's empty goal at any time, and Iniesta tirelessly told Ter Stegen that if he catches it, he must throw the ball to him immediately. If you play the ball, you must be fast, fast, fast!Anyway, he wanted to throw the ball in for Yang Feng before he returned to the goal.

Ter Stegen nodded, bent slightly, and stood ready.

The whistle sounded, Yang Feng ran up, and the full-moon scimitar gestured again. The free kick was indeed like a half-moon-shaped knife light, directly passing through the middle of the human wall, and then quickly falling like an out-of-control elevator!
Ter Stegen caught the ball, moved quickly across, and was ready to dive, but when the ball flew towards the dead corner, he was completely stupid.

The football doesn't seem to have any weight, it goes left and right, up and down, how can it be blocked?
And not only is the trajectory erratic, but the speed of the ball is also ridiculously fast, and there is no chance for the goalkeeper to be fooled...

Yang Feng felt bad after the football left his feet.

This kick was too light, and nine times out of ten it would be nothing.

So after he shoots the goal he turns and runs...

While running, he kept aiming upwards from the corner of his eye, as if a ball would fly over his head and head straight for his own goal at any moment. Unexpectedly, within a few meters of running, the football did not wait, but the crazy cheers from the sidelines And the faces of the teammates on the opposite side are ecstatic.

Yang Feng didn't know what was going on, so he quickly turned a corner and rushed to the bench, as if he was there to celebrate from the beginning...

"Yang Feng shot directly! Over the wall...beautiful!!! The ball went in! Yang Feng's beautiful free kick directly scored the goal!" He Shi once again hit the table, "The bow opened like an autumn moon, and the arrow went like a meteor falling to the ground Yang Feng’s ball looks like it has the perfect arc of the full moon scimitar and the erratic trajectory of the elevator ball, it’s too dreamy! Let’s watch the replay... Wait, Yang Feng seems to run without waiting for the football to enter the goal Going to celebrate, how confident is this?!"

"GOALLLLLLLL!!! Yang!!!" Lineker's throat was almost broken, but it was obviously unrealistic to expect him to shout something like "the bow is like the autumn moon and the sky", "Yang" took a long time to pick up , "Perfect free kick! Yang's shot completely violates the laws of physics! Huh? Yang celebrates the goal in advance?"

"Damn it, how embarrassing it would be if I didn't get in?"

"You were all deceived. Yang Feng originally wanted to return to defense, but he didn't expect the ball to go in."

"Back to the leg, look at that movement, it is obviously to celebrate!"

"Haha, when this guy celebrates, he also has a cold face, making it impossible to tell what he is going to do. It's too thief."

"Poor ter Stegen, Yang Feng even ran to the goalkeeper position, but he still couldn't escape the fate of being scored by him."

"Hey, why bother the goalkeeper..."

Pellegrini stretched out his right hand and waited on the sidelines, Yang Feng rushed over and slapped him hard.

Pei Gong put his hands behind his back and rubbed them lightly. He was obviously in pain, but he still had a childish expression on his face, he was so wronged.

Yang Feng did not return to the field after high-fiving Pellegrini, but rushed to the player tunnel under the dumbfounded eyes of everyone...

"This...Yang Feng ran to the player tunnel? What happened? Is he going to leave early? Or..." He Shi almost blurted out "People have three urgencies". Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and immediately discovered the truth, " Oh, Oblak, who was sent off, is now watching the game from the exit of the player tunnel..."

Oblak clasped his hands and beat the wall excitedly, but when he turned his head, he found that Yang Feng had come in front of him.

He froze for a moment, with mixed feelings, "Yang..."

The Champions League final... How many times can a player experience the Champions League final in a lifetime?But he was sent off shortly after the start of the game. He could only hide in the farthest corner and watch his teammates fight. The team also played one less player because of his own foul and was awarded a penalty. .

Regret, regret, loss, expectation, etc., even he himself didn't know what mood he was in now.

Yang Feng opened his arms, hugged him tightly, and said: "Put away your desperate expression, listen to me, you did nothing wrong, anyone in that position would do that, we still There is a long way to go, the third Champions League final, the fourth Champions League final, the fifth Champions League final...fuck, what are you doing..."

Before he could finish speaking, Oblak was already crying, moved like a child weighing two hundred catties.

Other teammates also ran over and hugged and comforted him one after another.

"Yang Feng is not only becoming more and more proficient in free kick skills, but also growing into a mature leader..."

Yang Feng asked everyone to gather, and they put their hands on each other's shoulders to form a circle.

"Listen, no extra time, no penalty shootout, we have to settle the battle within 10 minutes! We have to play one less player, facing a team like Barcelona, ​​​​this is too bad. The more unfavorable, we have to play some dangerous tricks."

He still has a little confidence in his point-saving skills, but as he said, after all, there is one less player to hit, not to mention a penalty shootout, I am afraid that he will not even be able to survive overtime. The only way is to resort to dangerous tactics.

Everyone's ears were pricked up and they kept nodding their heads.

Yang Feng finally stated his purpose, "...to create more free kicks in the frontcourt, and we will beat them with free kicks."

"what?"

A thought came to everyone's mind.

Free kick hat trick...

Although it is possible to overtake as long as one more goal is scored, and even though there is still no sign of scoring twice from free kicks, everyone still has this idea in unison, and they have a strong confidence in Yang Feng, that is, he will definitely be able to win the game. This game is done!
The free-kick hat-trick in the Champions League final... just thinking about it makes them fascinated, and they are proud of it.

A replay of the goal began to appear on the screen.

The football flies up, falls, and enters the door, as fast as a flying meteor, and as erratic as a fallen leaf in the air, with a contradictory and shocking aesthetic feeling.

On the sidelines, Barcelona's substitute goalkeeper Bravo was talking excitedly to Xavi next to him, and he was still gesticulating, as if he was restoring the trajectory of the free kick just now, and people could feel it through the screen. The shock in his eyes.

"It's 2-2, and the suspense of the game has resumed. Yang Feng scored his 25th goal in the Champions League this season, and it was also his 102nd goal this season..."

The score was tied, but the advantage seemed to be on Barcelona's side. After all, there was one more player, and the opponent lacked a professional goalkeeper.

The most important thing is that they finally don't have to face Yang Feng's sharpness.

So regarding the fact that the two sides stood on the same starting line again, Barcelona did not panic from top to bottom. The old gods were waiting for the opponent to complete the celebration before they took the ball in an orderly manner.

Messi, Suarez and Neymar are all a little excited.

Although it feels a bit invincible, but as long as they think of having the opportunity to score the ball into the goal guarded by Yang Feng, or even set him up, they feel a little excited.

Neymar was overly excited and showed off again, but was taught by Kanter to be a man again, and the football was stabbed at Kroos' feet.

Cross made a precise oblique plug, and De Bruyne dribbled the ball from the right.

He wouldn't deliberately cheat for a free kick, but because he remembered Yang Feng's exhortation to "create more free kicks", he didn't pass the ball out immediately, but took the ball and tried to go forward. Ribbon.

The original intention was actually to seduce the Barcelona defenders to invade him. Who knew that these people in Barcelona suddenly became civilized and polite, all of them were polite, and they didn't even have a decent tackle.

Since this is the case, there is nothing to be polite about, Ding Ding dribbled the ball forward, straight into the opponent's hinterland.

In fact, Barcelona has not recovered from Yang Feng's free kick just now. They instinctively avoid fouls in dangerous areas. They did not expect De Bruyne to take advantage of the loopholes. At that time, Ding Ding had already dribbled the ball into the penalty area.

Aguero and Dzeko quickly crossed positions, but Pique and Mascherano watched closely, and they failed to run out of the gap smoothly.

The opportunity never came again, De Bruyne made a decisive decision, and immediately volleyed to the right of the goal after flashing out of the angle.

The football was going like lightning, and it was about to hit the inside of the goal post and bounce into the net. Unexpectedly, Ter Stegen reacted so quickly that he threw the ball out with both hands under almost impossible circumstances.

The Barcelona fans in the stands let out a sigh of relief, then gave Ter Stegen a warm applause, and at the same time a strange thought flashed in their hearts.

It turned out that it wasn't that Ter Stegen was bad, but that Yang Feng was too good...

It's Barcelona's turn.

Barcelona is still following its own rhythm, patiently organizing in the midfield, and then suddenly accelerated suddenly.

Suarez rushed forward, Messi ambushed near the penalty area line, Neymar's midfielder and Iniesta carried out continuous and rapid wall-slamming cooperation, quickly tearing apart the first line of defense composed of Kroos and Kanter.

Kanter returned to the defense in lightning and entangled Neymar again. Neymar did not entangle with him, and found the opportunity to pass through the penalty area.

With his back to Kompany, Suarez gave a light push and returned the ball.

Messi nimbly entered the penalty area and made a very high-quality curve ball before Van Dijk came up to intercept.

Looking at the beautiful arc drawn by the football, the hearts of all Manchester City fans have been half-cooled.

This level of shooting is enough for even a top goalkeeper, let alone Yang Feng, who is half-baked...

Enrique clasped his right hand secretly, ready to cheer, but a figure suddenly flashed by and slapped the ball out with one palm.

As soon as everyone had time to see the dazzling "13" behind him, the guy stood up quickly and rushed towards the football shot by him.

Suarez didn't expect that Yang Feng could block the ball, but out of a hunter's instinct, he was ready to make a follow-up shot the moment Messi shot, so after the ball was blocked, he immediately rushed to the goal. Before the football, prepare to shoot into the net.

But just as his right foot was about to touch the ball, the guy in front of him who had just thrown himself in front of the goal had already rushed over like a teleportation, taking the ball into his arms half a step ahead of him.

Su Ya couldn't hold back his feet, so he still kicked the football, but he wanted to shoot skillfully, and the strength was not strong, so he didn't hurt Yang Feng, and he wasn't knocked to the ground, a dangerous attack was over. declared the end.

Only then did the fans react, and applause rang out.

Kompany ran over with lingering fear, stretched out his hand to pull Yang Feng up, patted him on the shoulder again, and said, "Beautiful!"

Until this moment, he didn't believe that Yang Feng's coming to guard the goal was not a whim or malicious stealing of the spotlight.

"Neymar went straight, Suarez knocked back, Messi hit the goal!! Didn't go in! Yang Feng made a world-class save! Suarez made a follow-up shot...Yang Feng was a step faster...Barcelona missed another golden opportunity! MSN was full of firepower and cooperated tacitly, but was stopped by Yang Feng at the last hurdle!"

"Good standard saving action! Can you believe that the one who made this kind of saving action turned out to be a top striker who scored a lot of goals? We don't know how many times he has practiced on the training ground, or even whether he has practiced it But this is indeed the first time he handles the goal for the team in an official game, but not only is his mentality calm like a top goalkeeper, but even his technical movements are as natural as an old goalkeeper who has been fighting in football for decades ..."

Yang Feng pushed Kompany away, grabbed the football with one hand and rushed to the edge of the penalty area, and then slammed forward with a big kick.

The football flew high and fell across most of the pitch towards the middle of Barcelona's penalty area.

Dzeko jumped high and overwhelmed Pique with a shake of his head.

The angle of the ball is very positive, but the advantage lies in its strength. If the goalkeeper is not paying attention, it is easy to let go. Dzeko yelled: "Shoot!"

Without his reminding, Aguero had already rushed up, and even prepared to release a shovel shot. Unexpectedly, Ter Stegen didn't give him a chance at all, and held the ball firmly in his arms with both hands.

The two sides quickly completed a round of offense and defense, but it looked like the two goalkeepers had completed an air-to-air fight, which made people dizzying.

Barcelona is a little anxious this time, or everyone's mentality is a little bit broken.

When you're a striker, it's okay to treat goals like nothing, but you're a top-level goalkeeper?
Still unreasonable?
With his hands on his hips, Messi was looking at Yang Feng in disbelief.

Yang Feng winked at him playfully, "Is the action standard?"

Messi touched his nose, "It's kind of like that."

As the game continued, Manchester City's disadvantage of playing one less player continued to expand. However, under the full burst of Kanter and Van Dijk, Barcelona failed to get any sure chances to score goals, and occasionally threatened the goal and were saved by Yang Feng.

After 75 minutes of the game, everyone had to admit that Yang Feng's performance as a goalkeeper was at least top-notch in the world.

(End of this chapter)