Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 17

Sweeping the Hong Kong Rangers 7-0, this national youth team did not receive full applause, but only a few flattering compliments.

After all, whether it is the National Youth Team or the "WF Cup", their level is too low. In this darkest era of Chinese football, no one will pay too much attention to such a trivial achievement.

What's more, just half a day later, another team created an even more terrifying statistic:

The leader of Group C, Portugal's powerful Porto, has already secured the first place in the group, and still bloodbathed the Mongolian National Youth Team 17-0!
You read that right, 17-0!

And a day ago, the score between Shandong Luneng U19 and Mongolia was only 7-1. If you use the mathematical conversion formula, then Porto can win Shandong Luneng by 11 goals!

In front of this bloody and terrifying score, other scores are not enough!
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7 month 30 day.

The third round of the group stage came as scheduled.

A 90-minute game a day is undoubtedly a huge burden for these seventeen or eighteen-year-old children, and Li Bing can only carry out a large rotation again.

Lu Feng, who only played 5 minutes in the last round, finally got the chance to start, but they faced the strongest Brazilian team in the group... Botafogo.

For many people, the outcome of the third round is meaningless, because the national youth team, which has won two games in the previous two games, has already secured a qualifying spot in advance. Whether it is first or second in the group does not mean much.

Even the starting players of this game have more or less such thoughts. Some even showed a state of absent-mindedness from the first second of the game.

Less than 2 minutes after the start of the game, the national youth defense made a major mistake and was easily broken through the middle by the opponent's offensive player. Botafogo's No. 17 player knocked horizontally near 12 yards, and the follow-up No. 13 player succeeded in pushing and shooting!
0-1!

The Chinese team fell behind at the start!
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"Whoosh!"

Seeing another shot that flew out of the baseline, Lu Feng was a little helpless.

After only playing for 8 minutes, he already began to doubt whether these teammates really participated in various levels of competitions together since childhood?
Why is the tacit understanding between them... It doesn't look like a normal school team!
Strikers don't do anything with the ball at all except shoot.

The midfield organizer frequently passes the ball to the opponent's midfielder.

The two full-backs didn't even watch the striker's running position, and kicked the ball directly to the corner flagpole!

As for himself...he was able to pass the ball into the penalty area and into the center's control area, but it would take three seconds for this teammate to stop and adjust, so how could he expect to send the ball into the goal!

"I can't go on like this!"

Lu Feng looked at the weird arc kicked by his teammates and shook his head muttering to himself.

Since there is no reliable tactics and lack of tacit understanding among teammates, it must rely on individual performance...

But it is a pity that there is not only one teammate who thinks the same as him!
Seventeen or eighteen-year-old newborn calves, who would willingly admit that they are inferior to others, and who would not aspire to become a hero who turned the tide? !

Looking at the excited teammates, Lu Feng sighed.

I'm not competing with you little brats for the chance to perform!
I just quietly appreciate how you complete the reversal!
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In all fairness, during this period of time, the Chinese team's offensive was indeed very turbulent, forming several serious threats one after another. Even the Brazilian giants were a little flustered.

In the 11th minute, the National Youth League sent a free kick to the back of the penalty area. Unfortunately, the player who grabbed the point got mixed up and failed to form a shot.

In the 15th minute, the National Youth midfielder sent an over-the-top long pass, and the forward teammate slapped him out. It was about to form a single goal, but was punished by the referee for offside.

The Chinese team, which had been unable to attack for a long time, was soon discouraged. Botafogo regained control of the scene and made another victory in the 32nd minute, extending the score to 2-0.

Li Bing, who was sitting on the sidelines, couldn't sit still for a while. He made two substitutions and adjustments in the 42nd minute, but it didn't have any effect.

Although the team conceded two goals in a row, Lu Feng didn't seem anxious at all.

He just moved on his left side in a regular manner, and occasionally sent a good-quality cross. As for whether the forwards can receive it, this is not something he can be responsible for.

The first half ended with a score of 2-0, and he couldn't help yawning when he saw the expressions of his teammates and coaches saying "lose".

For a Liverpool youth player, falling behind by two goals... can it be called falling behind!
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During the intermission, neither Li Bing nor Li Xiaoguang's speeches could change the team's status quo. When the players set foot on the field again, the situation remained unchanged.

Something that made Lu Feng feel incomprehensible appeared again:

Obviously it doesn't matter if you win or lose, so why did Li Bing prepare to let Min Quanxin, the scoring hero who staged a big four in the previous round, come off the bench in the 50th minute?

Less than 24 hours of rest is not enough for a 17-year-old player to fully recover from exhaustion!
What role can a tired player play? !
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Time slowly came to the last 30 minutes, and the score was still 0-2 behind the Chinese team.

Looking up at the time, Lu Feng let out a sigh of relief and started to implement his plan.

In addition to basic skills, the two magic weapons in his hands are only [Endless Restraint] and [Fatal Strike].

The former is a big killer when fighting for headers, and can pose a threat almost every time, but... due to the lack of morale and physical decline, his teammates have not been able to enter the opponent's 30-meter area for a long time, let alone create A free kick in the frontcourt.

So in this case, I can only rely more on the latter skill.

Lu Feng has already thought about it, just like in the last round, relying on his instantly improved explosive power, he can complete the interception of the pass before any opponent, and then take advantage of the opponent's defense not reacting, Get into the restricted area at the first time, thus forming a deadly threat!
The cooldown time of [Fatal Strike] is 600 seconds, which is 10 minutes. Counting from 60 minutes, he can use it 4 times!
4 bursts, forming 4 offensive opportunities, even if the shooting efficiency cannot reach 100%, then even if they get 2 goals, this can help them equalize the score!

When the score is rewritten, who will ignore himself who is trying to turn the tide? !

Lu Feng had made a plan and was full of ambition, but he heard someone calling his name from the sidelines.

He turned around in surprise, and saw the assistant coach making a quick gesture towards him.

The ten fingers of both hands circled each other in a circle!
Substitution? !
Lu Feng couldn't believe his eyes, but he still had to follow the instructions and ran out of the court at a trot all the way.

What can I do?
Who made him overconfident and only think about "repressing before he wants to grow"?
That's right, heroes only make their debut when the situation is in a mess, but now I haven't proved my worth on the national team stage, and I don't have the qualifications at all!
Lu Feng curled his lips and quietly watched Botafogo rewrite the score again in the 76th minute, while his teammate scored a face-saving goal with a penalty kick in stoppage time.

1-3.

The Chinese National Youth Team has two wins and one loss, and advanced to the quarterfinals with the second place in the group.

Their opponent in the next round is... Porto who just poured 17 goals into Mongolia!
(End of this chapter)