Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 182 Don't blame me for being rude!
"Feng! Feng! Feng!!!"

The Olympic Stadium in Rome roared with cheers.

But the protagonist of this burst of noise was sitting on the sidelines wiping his nose at the moment.

The dark red blood had already stained the sky-blue shirt red when he was running at full speed, and now it has spread and dyed into one piece, which is particularly shocking in the camera.

He Wei said very worriedly:
"The slap of Navas was really hard. It has been almost 10 minutes and the blood is still flowing..."

Xu Yang popularized common sense of life for the audience:

"In daily life, if you have a nosebleed, you should lie down and keep your emotions stable..."

Sitting in his living room, Liu Dianqiu couldn't help but pat the sofa:
"What kind of game is this playing, hurry up!"
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Although the bleeding had been stopped, just in case, the team doctor stuffed a gauze into both of Lu Feng's nostrils—this way, he could only breathe through his mouth temporarily.

Fortunately, the first half of the game has come to the stoppage time period. Lazio, who is leading by two goals, can relax a little bit. Even if he stands near the center circle for a rest, no one will blame him.

But in the penultimate minute of stoppage time, Real Madrid's frontcourt, which had been fighting each other for the first 45 minutes, suddenly played a tacit cooperation!

Kovacic made a long pass from the right, and Isco, who was on the left, pretended to cut inside but slanted to the right. The one who appeared at the front of the penalty area... was not Benzema, but Ronaldo!
The top card of Real Madrid completed the change of position quietly. He completed the anti-offside before Hurt, and then pierced Marchetti's wicket with a low shot!
1-2!Galactic battleship regained a victory! -
Ronaldo, who scored the 500th goal of his career, did not show his iconic celebration of "turning 180 degrees in the air and swinging back with both hands". Instead, he leaned over to fish out the ball from the net, and trotted towards the out of the middle circle.

Although time is running out, he told all his teammates in this way that he cannot be satisfied with the status quo!
Benitez has already written and drawn several pages in his small notebook, and the crystal sweat stains on his forehead are clearly visible.

The narrator is making suggestions for him:
"Real Madrid's midfield players are very strong, but this combination is too technical and lacks hardness. Once the offensive is blocked, it is very easy to be counterattacked by the opponent. The opposite Lazio...is a team that is good at counterattacks !"
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"how do you feel?"

After returning to the locker room, Pioli immediately expressed his concerns to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng lay directly on the massage chair, and the chief team doctor Biancini was conducting a more detailed examination for him.

"There was a slight concussion, and I would recommend putting him...well, off early."

Biancini, who originally wanted to say "go straight to the game", temporarily changed the wording.

Don't overestimate the professional standards and professional principles of football team doctors, especially in Italy, which has a strong sense of humanity.

Didn't the once-renowned Milan laboratory also become the "Milan Veterinary Station" in the later period?
If the club needs players to continue to compete on the field, how dare a mere team doctor speak against the interests of the entire club?
"Give me another 20 minutes, Coach."

Lu Feng opened his eyes:
"The Real Madrid team is not in shape at all, 20 minutes is enough for me to solve everything!"

Pioli looked at him, not knowing how to express his position for a while.

Real Madrid out of shape?
Maybe, but even when not in form, Lazio only got 41% possession and four shots!

If the main force of the Galaxy Battleship is in place, can Blue Eagle just kneel down and beg for mercy?
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"Okay, the second half has begun, and neither coach has adjusted the players on the field. Could it be that... Benitez is very satisfied with the team's performance in the first 45 minutes?"

He Wei obviously felt that Master Bei was not as decisive as himself in changing players.

Xu Yang also felt the same way:
"Sometimes the result of 1+1+1 may be less than 3. Three technical midfielders played at the same time, not only did not organize the offense in an orderly manner, but caused confusion in possession of the ball. Zhengyin striker Benzema played in the first half. Only 9 effective touches, even Ronaldo didn't get too many chances, Benitez should change this situation earlier!"

Benitez is of course aware that his starting lineup has obvious shortcomings, but he still insists on not making substitutions, but only made detailed adjustments to this lineup.

The positions of Modric and Kroos retreated slightly, but Kovacic was brought forward behind Benzema-relatively speaking, the Germans are stronger, while the Croatian brains are more active in defense.

Since Kovacic likes to dribble, let him play the midfielder!

Anyway, Magic Flute and Ah Kuan both have precise long passes and long shots. Standing back will not affect their performance, but will allow them to grasp the overall situation better.

This change had an effect almost immediately. In less than 3 minutes of the second half, Kroos' long pass pierced Lazio's defense. Mat shot!
If it wasn't for the Frenchman's slight kick, he would have evened the score for the Galacticos!
In the 52nd minute, the performing player was replaced by Modric. Facing Varane's through pass, the Croatian midfielder completed the side split with a "spin jump, closed eyes and heel pass" that was so heartbreaking. Lazio's defensive midfielders Onazi and Parolo, who will rush forward to press, both flashed their waists.

The two defensive midfielders were all attracted by the magic flute, and Ronaldo, who received the ball, could cut in and shoot without hindrance. Fortunately, defender Mauricio's attention was still concentrated, and he flew to block his long shot.

The rebounded ball was caught by Isco on the right, but Lazio's captain Radu squeezed the Spanish golden boy away with his body, and then made a straight pass with his foot on the ground, and the football flew 30 meters across the turf Lu Feng outside!
"Want to fight back? You can't make it through!"

Before Lu Feng received the football, he already felt a strong body firmly resisting him from behind, and even exuded the fiery breath of sports.

Of course, in the first half, Nacho was repeatedly targeted by him for breakthroughs. The defender's physical fitness was not outstanding, so he posted it directly at the beginning, trying to prevent Lu Feng from turning around.

All defenders are clear: Once Lu Feng is turned around and started, almost no one in the entire football world can catch up to him!
Lu Feng felt the scorching breath from Nacho, and also felt the firm determination of the other party - even if he got a yellow card for a foul, he would never back down!
Since you want to become an octopus and wrap around me, don't blame me for being rude!

While stretching out his feet to pick up the ball, he whispered three words silently:
"Don't block it!"

Nacho behind him suddenly felt a force coming from the front!

He stretched out his hand in horror and grabbed Lu Feng's jersey, only to find that Lu Feng was barely moving at all!

"Oh!"

Nacho fell heavily to the ground, and with his face up, he saw the football spinning and flying in mid-air!
Flip the ball with his back!

After Lu Feng squeezed Nacho away, he immediately canceled the effect of [Spike Defense], and his feet immediately became brisk.

Varane has already stepped his legs not far away, but how can he compare with the Blue Eagle No. 1 who has turned on [Fatal Strike]?
"Demacia!"

A blue flash cut the emerald green arena!

Lu Feng charged at full speed at the Stadio Olimpico!
Navas took a deep breath.

He formed a one-on-one situation with Lu Feng for the third time in a match. This time... can he beat his opponent?

"Whoosh!"

His eyelids suddenly twitched!
He hadn't seen Lu Feng swing his foot to shoot, but the black and white football had turned into a sharp arrow and flew straight towards the goal!
"His movement...how could it be so fast?!"

Navas was still thinking about this question in his mind, and then jumped up with all his strength!

But...how could he touch this shot with a speed bonus? !
"Shh!"

As soon as he spread his hands, the net behind him had already burst into white waves!
3-1!

Another goal for Lazio!
Lu Feng scored a hat-trick on Real Madrid!
(End of this chapter)