Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 267 Tianwang Lu is in poor condition?
"Zhang Linpeng's press is very tough, what, is this a foul?"

"Fortunately, the Korean team's free kick was saved by Zeng Cheng."

"Sun Xingmin's impact is still very strong. This kick made the national football team panic..."

"The national football team made continuous mistakes when the defense turned to offense, and some opportunities were wasted..."

"Wu Lei was directly kicked to the ground by the opponent! Such an action requires a yellow card! What, it's not even a foul?!"

"In the first 20 minutes, the Chinese team's ball possession rate was only 23%, but the South Korean team also formed two shooting opportunities, which can barely be said to be [-]-[-]..."

While the commentator He Wei was still cheering for the Chinese team, Zhang Linpeng brought Sun Xingmin down again. The South Korean team won a free kick on the edge of the penalty area. Zhang Linpeng, who had committed multiple fouls, received a yellow card.

Zhang Linpeng still wanted to bargain with the referee. Sun Xingmin had already kicked the ball towards the goal. Chi Dongyuan shook his head and attacked the goal. The ball hit Zheng Zhi and then hit the goal of the Chinese team. The home team took the lead to break the deadlock!

The mentality of the South Korean players leading by one goal was slightly relaxed, and the threat of offense was also greatly increased.

In the 27th minute, Sun Xingmin made another breakthrough from the side to create a murderous intention, but was forcibly knocked away by the left defender Ren Hang of the national football team. Ren Hang, like Zhang Linpeng, received a yellow card warning.

He Wei was worried:

"The two defenders of the Chinese team have both received yellow cards, and the pressure on the defensive line is obviously tight. If the offensive firepower in the frontcourt can be slightly strengthened, it may be able to effectively reduce this pressure..."

His eyes turned to Lu Feng:
"As the ace of the national football team, Lu Feng's situation in this game... can even be described as a downturn. In nearly half an hour, his running distance was only 1000 meters, and the number of times he touched the ball was less than 10 times. Such a performance It's hard to believe that he can kill all sides in the Premier League..."

Xu Yang, who was his partner, analyzed solemnly:

"Could it be that... that Korean female fan drugged him? Just like Ronaldo in the 98 World Cup final?"

When the commentator was still analyzing Lu Feng's sluggish state, the Chinese team formed a quick pass after stealing the ball in the backcourt. Huang Bowen made a direct pass from the right to help Wu Lei go forward. Wu Lei broke into the penalty area and kicked the goal. The defender blocked the ball and the ball went wide of the baseline.

The Chinese team won the second corner kick after the opening, and more than 20 minutes have passed since the first corner kick...

Lu Feng walked lazily to the edge of the penalty area, and the 186 South Korean captain Ji Chengyong immediately stood in front of him.

Although the king of China is in no shape, Ji Chengyong still does not relax his mind. He supported Lu Feng with his shoulders and watched nervously Hao Junmin who was about to tee off.
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Of course Hao Junmin knew that Lu Feng was in a bad state during this time, but he still wanted to pass the football to Lu Feng's head.

It's a little pity that his footwork was not as precise as he imagined. The football didn't fly to the top of Lu Feng's head, but flew over with a little spin. It was at least 5 meters away from the top of Lu Feng's head. Far!

"Where is this going?"

He Wei and Xu Yang spoke in unison.

There are not only no Chinese players in that place, but there are also no Korean players!
"I just admire such erratic and weird passing! Even the top players can never predict the passing route!"

While complaining in his heart, Lu Feng withdrew and retreated.

He accelerated towards the landing point of the football and activated three skills at the same time!
"Demacia!"

[Fatal Strike] Let his feet burst out with huge power in an instant, and the distance of 5 meters is swept away in the blink of an eye.

"You are prey!"

Although there is no defensive player in front of him, [Endless Restraint] has greatly enhanced his jumping ability!

"I won't miss it!"

In the process of soaring into the air, he turned slightly sideways as if stretching his bow and nocking an arrow, but the part where he fired the [Magic Crystal Arrow] was his forehead!
He twisted his waist and shook his head in the air!

The football rubbed against his forehead, and then turned into a sharp arrow, heading straight for the upper right dead corner of the goal!

Ji Chengyong was dumbfounded!
Goalkeeper Zheng Chenglong was unresponsive!

"Shh!!!"

"Lu Feng scored with a header from the top of the penalty area! He equalized the score for the Chinese team!"

He Wei opened his mouth wide:
"Xu Yang, the header just now... Which picture does it remind you of?"

His partner gulped:
"In the World Cup two years ago, Van Persie scored a stunning diving header from the outside of the penalty area, and Lu Feng's header this time was not only from the same distance, but also... more difficult! Because He's swinging his head with his back to the goal! When he swings his head, he can't see the goal or the keeper!"

He Wei let out a long breath:
"Maybe he doesn't need to look at it at all, this is the talent of a top shooter!"
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"Brother Feng, you are awesome!"

Hao Junmin, who got an assist, was the first to run to Lu Feng to celebrate with him:
"I have passed so many flaws, and you can still score, you are simply not human!"

Gao Lin put his arms around Lu Feng's shoulders enviously:

"This explosive power, this jumping ability, if I had this physical fitness, I would have beaten all the invincible players in Asia!"

As the captain, Feng Xiaoting teased unceremoniously:
"What you lack the most... Isn't it shooting skills?"

Looking at his laughing teammates, Lu Feng took a breath:

"I've rested enough, next... pass me the ball!"
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"As the score returns to the starting line, this game may enter a stalemate..."

He Wei made a smart prediction.

Xu Yang made a supplementary explanation more intelligently:
"If Lu Feng still can't find his form, the game will fall into a stalemate, but if Lu Feng..."

Before his words fell, Wu Lei cut off the ball that Sun Xingmin passed back to Gu Zizhe, and then took advantage of the situation and kicked it straight!
That's right, Wu Lei is obviously the top player of the Chinese team, but he still chose to pass through!
His choice was right.

Even if [Fatal Strike] hasn't finished cooling down, Lu Feng in his normal state still has top speed and explosive power!

He completed the overtaking on the outer lane before the South Korean defender Hong just turned around!
Catch up with the football and shoot with the left foot!
2-1!

From tying the score to completing the lead, he only took 58 seconds!
For 50 seconds, the Chinese team was celebrating the equalizer! -
The South Korean team suddenly panicked.

Conceding two goals in a row within 1 minute is not good, but what really makes their hearts beat is a terrifying fact:

That Lu Feng who was sleepwalking in the first 30 minutes, even standing still... seems to have woken up? !
In the 41st minute, facing a complete defense line, Lu Feng used his ghostly dance steps to shake away the three defenders in a row, and then used [Tengyun Assault] to end everything!
3-1!

He scored a hat-trick in 8 minutes!
It was also officially announced that the king of China, who had fought all over Europe and never lost a single defeat, had woken up! -
"call……"

Sun Xingmin let out a long breath. In the midsummer evening, the white air in his mouth was still clearly visible.

"Sure enough, it's still very strong..."

In the Premier League game a few days ago, Sun Xingmin, who was put on the bench by Pochettino, did not get a chance to play.

At that time, he still had a faint idea:
"Would the result of the game be different if I had played?"

But when he played against Lu Feng for half a match today, no, after 10 minutes, his thoughts completely disappeared!

His only thought right now is...

Hurry back to the locker room!

Notify the head coach immediately!
This lunatic has fully awakened!

In the second half...we had to defend with all our might!
But before he had time to hear the whistle at the end of the first half, he saw "that madman" swung his left foot again!

"Oh!"

For the fourth time, the soccer ball went through the Korean team's goal!

4-1!

Lu Feng scored four goals in 13 minutes!
(End of this chapter)