Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 19 The True Genius

Because it was a breakthrough with the ball, Lu Feng couldn't launch "Demacia". He completely used the skills he had learned in the past two years and his body's instincts to make a breakthrough.

When two tall central defenders from Porto rushed towards him, he suddenly felt a tremor all over his body!
This should not be fear of fear.

This should be excitement and anticipation! -
Porto's two defenders have a clear division of labor between each other, one is responsible for the attack, and the other sits behind and can fill in the gap at any time.

Facing Lu Feng who was aggressively attacking the middle lane, player No. 4 rushed out first.

Porto No. 4 is actually not panicking at all.

Why should he panic when he has two goals in hand?
Even if one is stolen by the other party, how can the outcome be changed?

Only by letting go of the burden can we show our true strength and truly enjoy football!

He took a deep breath, his center of gravity sank slightly, and then he swung his right leg and swept towards the oncoming opponent No. 18!
He wants to use a Portuguese kick to complete this defense! -
Li Bing's expression became more dignified.

In fast-paced football, there are times when players on the pitch get carried away with blood.

As the head coach, he should be a relatively calm person standing on the sidelines.

At this moment, he couldn't calm down at all.

The temples and eyelids seemed to be jumping "chug" all the time, and the chest was even more like thunder and drums.

At this moment, these voices seemed to stagnate and disappear.

He couldn't even feel his own breathing.

As far as he could see, the figure of number 18 seemed to be standing still in place! -
still?

The word also flashed through Porto No. 4's mind.

As a central defender, before using the sweeping legs, he must predict the positions, dribbling speed and possible changes of both sides.

In his prediction, when his right foot slid across the turf, it might just be able to stop the rolling ball.

But after he finished intercepting, he found out:

He, wrong, wrong!

That seemingly immature opponent did not rush into the quagmire as he expected, but overcame the inertia of advancing forward, and stopped abruptly outside his mopping circle!
This guy's control over his body...how could it be possible to reach this level? !
Porto's No. 4 defender was still in shock, and he felt a cool breeze passing between his legs!

"Crotch wearing?!"

His heart sank suddenly, and he wanted to remind another teammate to make up for it in time, but suddenly his eyes blurred!
The opponent in front of Jing Zhizai just now has turned into an afterimage! -
"Demacia!"

A golden light seemed to flash from Lu Feng's body.

The football went through his crotch, and he finally had room to perform the [Fatal Strike] from Galen!
The speed soared to the peak in an instant, and in just a snap of his fingers, he turned into a gust of wind and roared past the right side of No. 4 defender!

The crotch piercing from heretics!

Porto's other defender has reacted quickly, but still can't catch up with this strong storm!
He could only follow the storm staggeringly, but was thrown further and further away by the indomitable storm!
Break into the restricted area!

Under the huge thrust, Lu Feng chose to shoot low with his left foot!
Whoosh!
This is another effect of [Fatal Strike]:
The speed of shooting and passing the ball is increased!

His shot was so unexpected that when the black and white ball spun and flew into the goal, the Porto goalkeeper ten meters away hadn't even recovered from the shock!

1-2!

The Chinese team narrowed the gap in the 66th minute!

Lu Feng scored in the 11th second after coming off the bench!
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"Pretty!"

"Gan!"

When there was a burst of exclamation around him, Li Bing realized that he didn't know when he stood up from his seat again.

He rubbed his eyes hard, but he still couldn't believe it.

He grabbed the assistant coach next to him:
"Just now... we scored the goal, right?"

The young teaching assistant couldn't hide his excitement on his face:
"Brother Shan, we are all blind! This tmd is a genius!"

Another assistant coach hugged his old waist:

"Brother Shan, this tmd is Messi possessed!"
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"call……"

Lu Feng, who was possessed by Ronaldo and Messi successively, heaved a sigh of relief, and his mind slowly returned to normal.

He thinks that he is not a person who is easily excited and excited when he is over [-] years old, but when the football comes to his feet and faces a difficult challenge, the blood in his body boils involuntarily!
He clearly remembered every movement just now, so he was very sure that in normal training, he would never be able to complete such breakthroughs and goals so smoothly and in one go!
Really big heart!

The stronger the opponent, the more tense the situation, the better the performance!

This is not a skill or attribute given to him by the system, but a talent and potential that are more precious than skills and attributes!
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"What I was waiting for...is this!"

Yang Zhiyuan, who was sitting in the media area, raised his arms and shouted.

Simultaneously with his shout, there was a burst of passionate drumbeats.

The Shandong fans, who had been silent for most of the game, finally burst into enthusiastic shouts, and even some blood-boiling fans couldn't wait to show their fiery chests in the sun.

"Team China, come on!"

I don't know who took the lead in shouting, but the simplest and most direct slogan rang out throughout the stadium by the way.

Although... there were less than a thousand fans who came to watch the game, they still revived the stadium.
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A goal does not only mean that the score gap has narrowed by one point, but also means that the suspense of this game has been restored again.

No matter in any game, it is not safe to have a one-point lead. Porto also immediately adjusted the lineup, restarted the aggressive attack, and wanted to expand the point difference again.

Seriously, the overlords of the Portuguese Super League are absolutely terrifying. Just a few minutes later, their first onslaught almost scored a goal. Fortunately, the goal post of the Chinese team stepped forward and blasted Porto's top scorer Ivo from close range. Shot rejected!

Before Li Bing had time to wipe off his cold sweat, he was once again attracted by the changing situation on the field.

The first defender, Gao Zhunyi, who was the first to catch the ball, kicked the ball high out of the penalty area with a barb clearance, but he didn't expect that his blind kick with his eyes closed was actually in the right direction!
"You are...the prey!"

Lu Feng, who stayed near the middle circle, jumped high towards the ball, and even used the precious [Endless Restraint] skill once to push the ball out before the opponent's burly midfielder.

The 0.2-second suppression time has made him very satisfied. After all, in front of the opponent's 1.8-meter-six size, he is only 1.7-meter-one and he is really a younger brother...

After breaking through the last defensive player in Porto, what was left to Lu Feng was a vast and endless racecourse!
Although his speed is not top-notch, he has already reached the level of a first-class athlete. How can Porto's players catch up to him under the rush? !
After running for nearly 40 meters, Lu Feng once again got the chance to single out the goalkeeper.

But the Portuguese goalkeeper didn't want to face him face to face again!

Lu Feng gave a sudden pause at the top of the penalty area, causing the goalkeeper to take a step forward, aiming at the bottom corner of the goal and volleying!
"Whoosh!"

No suspense, no doubts, no surprises!
2-2!

Lu Feng, who came off the bench, scored twice in 10 minutes!

The Chinese team pulled the score back to the starting point!

(End of this chapter)