Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 181 Hammer your brains out!

"Anderson lobs the ball into the penalty area! He passes too big! The football hits the crossbar and bounces back! Lu Feng takes off on the penalty area line! Header!"

He Wei's mood can be described as mixed. As a Chinese commentator, he certainly supports his compatriots, but other than that, he is also a Real Madrid fan for many years.

But he only struggled for half a second before he was fully focused on what happened next:
"Ah... Lu Feng was slapped heavily on the face by Navas!"
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"Boom!!!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise in Lu Feng's mind, and his eyes suddenly went dark.

Although there were gloves to cushion, Navas didn't stop at all in desperation, and the two of them rushed straight towards each other again. The slap on the face was like a heavy hammer!
Lu Feng, who had lost his center of gravity, almost hit the ground in a free fall!

Fortunately, he also silently recited with the remaining trace of consciousness:
"Don't block it!"

Then, Lu Feng, who had strengthened the [Strong] attribute, fell headfirst on the turf!
"Oh!"
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"drop!"

"Team doctor!"

"stretcher!"

"oxygen cylinder!!"

"Ambulance ready!!!"

The Olympic Stadium in Rome was in chaos, with whistles and shouts one after another.

Lazio fans experienced heaven and hell in 3 seconds.

Three seconds ago, more than 5 Blue Eagles fans had just climbed to the peak of happiness at home.

Three seconds later, they had to face the hopeless place where the team's ace striker lost consciousness.

Although there are still radical fans who refuse to admit Lu Feng's unique status and role in Lazio, they will definitely admit that Lazio without Lu Feng... I am afraid it will be difficult to threaten Real Madrid's defense.
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"I didn't mean to, absolutely not..."

Navas clasped his hands to explain to referee Lee Mason and the Lazio players, but still received a yellow card for a reckless strike.

But he didn't seem to care about getting a card, and the punishment of the yellow card relieved him a little.

He stood beside Lu Feng, watching the team doctors form a circle, busy on Lu Feng's body.

Real Madrid's medical team has already joined the treatment. Compared with the poor and stingy Italian team, they may be more professional and advanced from the Spanish capital.

"..."

Lu Feng quickly opened his eyes, and a dozen figures flickered in his field of vision.

Lazio's medical director Biancini finally breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out three fingers and waved them in front of Lu Feng's eyes:

"Can you see clearly?"

Lu Feng nodded slightly, but asked back:
"I'm not replaced, am I?"

Bianchini frowned:

"Not yet, but will be replaced soon. Except for the nosebleed, you have not found any other problems for the time being, but it may be accompanied by a slight concussion, and you are no longer suitable for continuing the game."

Lu Feng stretched his limbs, and slowly stood up with the support of the team doctor. Apart from the initial dizziness, he didn't feel any other discomfort, so he shook his head:

"I don't think it matters."

Bianchini looked at him:
"Young man, I am the doctor, and I am responsible for your body."

Lu Feng also looked at him:
"Doctor, you don't know how eager I am for this game!"

Bianchini sighed:

"Young people are always so ignorant and fearless. If you feel unwell, you must take a rest as soon as possible! This season has just begun, and the team needs you to stay healthy!"
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Liu Dianqiu, who was thousands of miles away, was suddenly awakened by the ringing of his mobile phone.

It was already four o'clock in the morning in China, he groped to find the phone from the bedside, and opened the message with the faint light:
"Team leader, Lu Feng was injured by the goalkeeper of Real Madrid! He is still in a coma!"

Liu Dianqiu's hands trembled, and the phone hit the floor directly.

Real Madrid is really not a good thing!
Real Madrid star Camacho has set Chinese football back ten years, and now the Real Madrid goalkeeper has hurt the only hope of Chinese football to enter the World Cup!

If China misses the World Cup again, the Chinese Football Association should completely ban Real Madrid!

Liu Dianqiu cursed a few words in his heart, but he also knew that he was just venting his emotions.

He put on his reading glasses and turned on the TV in the living room.

Accompanied by a burst of noise, he saw "the only hope for Chinese football to enter the World Cup" and was slowly walking to the sidelines surrounded by a large group of staff.

At the same time, he also heard the voice of the narrator:

"It seems that Lu Feng rejected the team doctor's suggestion to let him off the field, and he chose to stay on the field."

"Maybe he should put his body first. After all, this is the second round of the group stage, and there will be a top 40 match in a few days..."

Liu Dianqiu couldn't help but agree in his heart:
Yes, this narrator is the narrator of the people!

The top 40 games are much more important than the Champions League!
The Champions League can be played every year, and the top 40 can only be played once every four years!

In a few years, maybe it won't be played once in four years!
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"Are you sure you can persist? Don't make fun of your body!"

Pioli, who has always been kind, finally acted a little harsher at this time.

Lu Feng nodded vigorously:

"If I can't hold on, I will end immediately."

Pioli patted him on the shoulder and stepped back.

Lu Feng made a request to the fourth official, and referee Lee Mason hooked him.

Amid the applause of the fans, Lu Feng stepped onto the field again.

Ronaldo, who was closest to the sideline, looked at him with a faint respect in his heart.

This skinny-looking boy still has the blood of a man in his body!
Only such an opponent is worthy of me defeating him!
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Lu Feng, who had just been praised by Ronaldo in his heart, almost disappeared in the next few minutes.

On the one hand, because Real Madrid is besieging Lazio, he really has no chance to fight back; on the other hand... If you have just been shot in the head with a hammer or even passed out, can you immediately sprint [-] meters without any scruples after waking up?

Perhaps due to Lu Feng's injury, Real Madrid did not fully fire in the past few minutes. Led by Ronaldo, Kovacic, Isco, and Modric performed with the ball in their respective positions. To rely on personal dribbling ability to disrupt Lazio's defense.

But Lazio is an Italian team anyway, even if the lineup is not complete, it can maintain a basic defensive formation and deal with Real Madrid players.

In all fairness, these frontcourt players of Real Madrid are very good at counting. Even Benzema, who is dubbed the "back-up man", has first-class skills at his feet. When they control the ball at their feet, it is really difficult for ordinary opponents Break the ball off.

But... One of the disadvantages of technical players is that they are too easy to stick to the ball!
In the 36th minute, Isco took the ball and made two fake moves on the right, but still failed to break through Radu. Instead, he was squeezed out of the penalty area by the Lazio vice-captain and could only move around the corner flag.

Isco, who failed to break through, could only choose to pass back, but he did not expect that the right back Carvajal who should be behind him...at this moment, he did not appear in that position!
The one who received the pass from Isco was the blue eagle's left midfielder who retreated to defend...Keita!
Keita was obviously stunned for a moment, but he turned the ball around at the first time, then swept the front field, swung his left foot and made a direct pass!
"Where's Carvajal?!"

Benitez's eyes were full of doubts.

When the team concentrated on besieging the opponent, why did his right back disappear? !
His eyes quickly found his defender. Carvajal did not enter the 30-meter area, but on the center line!
He was lured away by Lu Feng a few seconds ago!
But even so, when Keita sent a direct pass across the center line and Lu Feng started a long-distance attack, Carvajal still had nothing to do!
His opponent left him behind from the first second of activation, this speed...it doesn't look like a patient who has just been headshot by a hammer and even lost consciousness!

The live camera was focused on Lu Feng, and the audience in front of the TV could even clearly see two streaks of bright red blood slowly flowing from his nasal cavity, but Lu Feng didn't realize it.

Navas swallowed, he was the most suffering player at this moment.

He could only watch Lu Feng approaching the penalty area with the ball at an unimaginable speed, but he didn't dare to abandon the goal and attack.

Lu Feng came in!
Navas' eyes widened to the extreme in an instant, and he leaped out with a stride, his center of gravity lay down horizontally, and his hands were stretched out flat!

He had to rely on his size advantage to complete this save before Lu Feng changed direction!

But Lu Feng seemed to have anticipated his choice.

When Navas was just about to make a save, Lu Feng's left arch was already pushed behind the football!
A "cut to the ground" rubbed the turf and Navas' body, and jumped past his ribs!
2-0!

Lu Feng only appeared in the camera for 6 seconds, and he changed the situation of the battle again!

The city of Real Madrid was blasted away by him twice!

(End of this chapter)