Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 129 The Football Field Doesn't Need an Apology

The injury of the No.1 player will only be regarded as an accident by others.

But 10 minutes later, the No.2 Braga player also fell to the ground when he fouled, which made everyone feel a chill.

Looking at the defender who unfortunately suffered a groin strain in order to shovel Lu Feng, a thought lingered in the heads of all Braga staff:

"God...is punishing us?!"

Europeans generally have religious beliefs. Although not everyone is a devout believer, just like the Chinese, when something that cannot be explained by science happens, they will immediately use religion to explain it.

Two malicious fouls not only failed to achieve the set goal, but caused him to lose two players!

This is God's punishment for their unsportsmanlike behavior!

When this idea was born, the No.3 player who wanted to step forward finally hesitated the moment he stretched his feet.

He avoided the misfortune of sacrificing himself, but caused Lu Feng to go straight from the defense zone and easily break through the goal! -
"Although I don't believe in religion, I also firmly believe in a common saying that what people do is what God sees!"

Liu He from the East also added a layer of mystery to this game:

"Braga paid a heavy price for their killing tactics, so that their players were burdened with a heavy psychological burden, and their hands were tied up in the next game, and their overall strength was greatly reduced..."

Huang Yuan condemned Braga from the aspect of sportsmanship:

"There is no shame in the difference in strength, and it is not a big deal to lose a final. As long as the players play their best, any score is acceptable.

But this team seems to have given up trying and hoping from the beginning, they just want to solve everything in the most brutal way. "

They can't solve the difficulties, so get rid of those who make them! -
In football matches, sometimes the competition is all about fighting spirit and momentum. When Braga was restrained by the cloud of injuries, they were soon at a disadvantage.

In the 21st minute, Nani made a high pass from the wing, and Slimani successfully grabbed the spot and passed the ball behind him with a chic kick. 3-0!

Montero, who was sitting on the bench, pouted:

"Didn't you fucking say in the last game that you can shoot yourself and never pass? You are so capable, why did you still pass back?"

Just 3 minutes later, Joao Mario sent a through pass, Lu Feng rushed to catch up with the football, and completed a small-angle lob shot before the attacking goalkeeper, 4-0!

"That's right!"

Marco Silva shook his fist hard, he couldn't be more satisfied with the current situation.

When Braga resorted to killing tactics for the first time, he was both angry and worried. As the head coach, he knew better than anyone else that Lu Feng's existence had a huge impact on the entire team.

From being 7 points behind Benfica to overtaking now, from being crushed by a third-rate European team to sweeping the three major powerhouses of Germany and Italy, what happened in the past four months has proved a truth:
Sporting Lisbon cannot rely on other players, only Lu Feng can save Sporting Lisbon!

"LUUUUUUUU!!!"

When Silva was still reviewing the truth, Adrian took a free kick in the frontcourt. He unsurprisingly hung the ball to the back point of the goal, and found the No. 18 who jumped the highest among the crowd!
No, it was the number 18 who judged the correct landing point first, and then jumped into the air before everyone else!

"Don't, block, stop!"

"You are prey!"

Although Braga's guts had been broken, the cautious Lu Feng still made sufficient preparations before taking off. He was unwilling to be stabbed in the air!

Braga's defenders just pulled his jersey symbolically and let him fly freely in the sky!

5-0!

Braga completely gave up resistance! -
"Drip, drip, drip!"

When the whistle sounded at the end of the first half, the score had come to 6-0.

Lu Feng, who passed five goals and one pass, even felt that he didn't consume any physical strength, so he easily won the crush.

He walked to the player tunnel with his teammates, but saw the opposing head coach standing there with constipation on his face.

He originally wanted to go straight, but heard the head coach stretch out his right hand:
"Sorry, Lu, we shouldn't have done that."

Lu Feng glanced at him, but didn't shake hands with him:

"You don't need to apologize because this is the field."

Are you kidding me?
If your defensive midfielder broke my leg in the 5th minute and Sporting lost the final, would you still apologize to me?
Oh, maybe you will apologize too, but it must be "I'm sorry for your injury, but football is like this, hope you get better soon"!
Then... another flower basket? -
"Coach, please let me play the whole game!"

When all Sporting Lisbon players returned to the locker room, Silva heard Lu Feng say this.

He was a little surprised, because he also saw that Braga's head coach had already expressed his apology to Lu Feng.

But apparently, his players did not accept the apology.

Silva wanted to persuade, "Forgive others and forgive others", "There is no deep hatred on the football field", but the words came to his lips, but he swallowed them again.

Perhaps, he should remind Lu Feng from the overall situation of the team?
But... Facing the serious Lu Feng, Silva didn't have the guts.

Lu Feng also saw the coach's struggle, he smiled faintly:
"I'm not a narrow-minded person, coach, but... this time they want to destroy me completely!"

Silva swallowed and nodded slowly:
"I understand, but...you have to be very careful."
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"Players from both sides played again, and the second half of the game is about to begin."

Liu He cleared his throat.

Huang Yuan said:
"The score of 6-0 has made the outcome of the game without any suspense. Perhaps Sporting Lisbon can consider giving the main players a proper rest?"

Liu He quickly scanned the players on both sides and found his target:
"Lu Feng still appears on the field, and it seems that he has no intention of saving energy for the weekend's game. As a commentator, I hope he can make persistent efforts and continue to refresh his scoring record. I hope he can protect himself, after all, there are still three important games in the future!"

Before he finished his good wishes, Lu Feng and Slimani played a small-scale cooperation of two and three.

Slimani just made a transition point to catch the ball, and saw his teammates successfully break through Braga's unsteady defense line, and then easily and freehand dunk the football horizontally on the penalty area line, Just let the opposing goalkeeper miss it!

"7-0! After the last league game, Lu Feng scored six goals again!"

Liu He patted his thigh.

Huang Yuan smiled and added:
"Braga is also ranked fourth in the league. Their strength shouldn't be so weak. But why do they look as vulnerable as amateur players? The match between Sporting Lisbon and them is as if the Chinese team slaughtered Guam. easy!"

Sorry, if Lu Feng plays against Guam, he can really turn the score into a basketball score!

Needless to say, just use any of his four cheating skills, those Guam amateur players whose average height is less than 165, who can stand up to it!
(End of this chapter)