Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 70 Lisbon's debut
On January 1, Sporting Lisbon ushered in their opponents in the 2th round of the league, Estoril, at their home court.

Although this opponent ranked fifth for two consecutive seasons, Lu Feng had never heard of their names.

Compared with Sporting Lisbon, one of the three giants of the Portuguese Super League, Estoril's background is obviously lacking. At the Jose Alvalade Stadium, they only resisted for 10 minutes and were completely defeated!

Adrien Silva, the midfielder and the second-ranked scorer in the team, led the team to a 3-0 win over the opponent and raised the team's ranking to No. 4. There is still a distance from the No. 10 Benfica. [-] points.

With 19 rounds left in the league, the gap of 10 points is not out of reach, but considering that the Portuguese Super League has always been in a one-super-multi-polar situation in recent years, the club has given up its plan to compete with Benfica , just set the goal as... to keep three and win two, and to ensure a place in the Champions League next season.

For the Portuguese Super League team, qualifying for the UEFA Champions League means that they can increase their turnover by at least 3000 million euros per season (participation bonuses, promotion bonuses, broadcast share, jersey sales, sponsorship commissions, etc.), and the Portuguese sports in The transfer fee in 2014 was only 500 million euros. Being able to win this "huge sum" can at least ensure that the club can afford the salaries of players and staff in the next season...

But these are not the issues that Lu Feng is thinking about. The issue he is most concerned about now is neither whether the accommodation that Mendes arranged for him is comfortable, nor whether the translation assistant he hired is considerate, but when he will be able to play the game!
Then...he was notified by the assistant coach on January 1:

"For the next game, you will be on the squad and may come off the bench."

Lu Feng, who had only practiced with his teammates for four days, was stunned:
"Is...isn't this too hasty?"

Mendes' face...can it be so big? -
Of course Mendes has a lot of face, but it is also difficult to really interfere with the judgment of an independent head coach.

However, when the evening of January 1th came, Lu Feng, who was sitting on the bench, understood why the head coach dared to let him play.

After only 75 minutes of the game, Sporting Lisbon has taken a 4-0 lead!
This is a quarter-finals of the Portuguese Cup, and their opponent is just a weak team from the third tier league, Famalicio.

At home, Sporting Lisbon once achieved 73% of the ball possession. Famalicio's players couldn't even get out of the penalty area for a long time, and they were completely suppressed by them!
Looking at the helpless opponent, coach Marco Silva yawned boredly, and then turned his head to assistant coach Luis Tofer.

Topher pointed out his finger to the bench behind him knowingly:

"You...go warm up!"

Lu Feng looked at the index finger that finally landed in front of him, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

But Topher raised his chin again, indicating that he was not wrong, so he hurriedly took off the coat wrapped outside, and trotted towards the sidelines.

After all, Lisbon is not England. In the first ten days of January, the lowest temperature was about 8 degrees, far less cold than Guangdong. Lu Feng only had to move around for half a minute, and his whole body gradually adapted to the evening weather.

"drop!"

As Joao Mario's long-range shot was shot out of the baseline by the goalkeeper, the referee blew his whistle.

This is the 79th minute, the game entered dead time, and Sporting Portugal replaced the main striker Montero who had just scored the fourth goal of the game.

Because the strength of the opponent was too weak, Silva only arranged five main players at the beginning. As the lead gradually expanded, he had already replaced two main players in the 50th and 65th minutes. After that, only full-back Jefferson and midfielder Mario were the absolute main players of the team, and the rest of the players were all substitutes.

It was a corner kick as soon as it came up, Lu Feng couldn't help being a little excited.

He pointed to the top of his head, hoping Mario, who took the corner kick, could see it.

Mario, who was standing in the corner flag area, certainly saw his intentions. He is certainly not an ordinary character who can sell more than 4000 million euros a year later. He took two steps back slightly and stretched out his arms towards his teammates in front of the penalty area. two hands.

Famaricio's players got entangled with the tall players in Sporting Lisbon. As for Lu Feng, who was only 173 cm tall and was still standing at the top of the arc in the penalty area, only one wide player was left to symbolically Watched for a while.

"Whoosh!"

Mario made a beautiful arc, and the front position suddenly became a mess!
At least four players jumped high, but none of them were able to touch the flying ball!
"This pass... can score 90 points!"

Lu Feng muttered in his heart, but the whole person has already rushed out!
The wide player who stayed at the top of the arc just glanced at the chaotic battle in the penalty area, but he couldn't find the opponent he was responsible for watching!
When he found Lu Feng again from the crowd, this mediocre, even short substitute player had already soared into the air!

He bypassed the chaotic area and accurately found the first landing point of the ball!

And within one meter of him, there was not a single defensive player!
"Boom!"

The spinning football was hit firmly by him, and then jumped into the net without hindrance!

5-0!

Everything was so easy, Lu Feng... didn't even activate his own hack!
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"This kid's movement awareness is really good!"

Although coach Silva did not leave his seat, he still gave a compliment to the players who came off the bench:
"Although he is not tall, his header looks decent. It looks like he has been specially trained, right?"

Assistant coach Topher flipped through his training report:

"Although he has only been training with the team for four days, from the point of view of set kicks, his header success rate is not even inferior to that of the 1.8m [-] defender Carvalho."
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Probably because the goal was too easy, Lu Feng, who scored his first goal in the new team, just waved his fist and ended his celebration.

As for his teammates, they just patted him on the shoulder casually as congratulations to him.

After all...it's already 5-0, facing a semi-amateur team, you shouldn't be so happy to do somersaults, right?
The game restarted, the semi-amateur team only passed the ball four times, and the ball came to the home team again...

Standing at the striker position, Lu Feng unceremoniously activated his strongest surreptitious trick, a [Tengyun Assault] easily swayed away the opponent's amateur defender, and then pushed and scored from the edge of the small penalty area, 6-0 !

Only 3 minutes later, he turned on [Endless Restraint] again, overwhelmed the opponent's tall central defender, and once again headed the ball into the goal, 7-0!

Assistant coach Topher knocked on his training report:

"Look, I told you, this kid is really good at heading the ball!"

Silva nodded slightly:
"It really deserves to be a player trained from a Premier League team! If one day we encounter a tough battle, we can try to use his header as our weapon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a bolt of lightning that no one could chase suddenly appeared on the field, directly catching up with the football that was kicking backwards from near the arc of the middle circle, and then flew into the net with a lob shot!
And this moment... 7 seconds had passed since Famaricio's seventh tee-off!

8-0!

They need the eighth tee off!

(End of this chapter)