Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 89

"...ha... ha... huh..."

Kevin De Bruyne was bent over, his hands propped on his knees, panting heavily.

The evening wind from the Volkswagen Arena poured into his mouth like a knife, and the two lung lobes were full of burning pain.

He is the team's midfield brain, and he is best at finding fleeting opportunities in complicated games and sending the last pass to his teammates.

Such players have always been considered "green artists", and they have always been one of the few. The last one to receive such praise was the German attacking midfielder, Mesut Ozil.

Since they are treasures and artists, they are destined to maintain elegance and nobility, and they are destined to miss the dirty and tiring work of those blue-collar workers.

The run just now was already the most desperate return defense in his career, but... still had no effect!
No, judging from the final results, his previous sprint over 50 meters not only became the background of Lu Feng's lightning speed, but also destroyed the confidence of the entire team!
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"It's a textbook snap back!"

The narrator Liu He was all red and beaming:
"When Wolfsburg thought they had the chance to win, Lu Feng told them with a brace within 5 minutes that it was too early to rest!"

Guest Huang Yuan found another way:
"Several defensive players in Wolfsburg actually made no mistakes. The full-back has adopted the most intelligent pressing defense, but he only blocked Lu Feng for 0.5 seconds before being shaken away.

De Bruyne, who was chasing back, tried his best. Instead of chasing Lu Feng diagonally, he directly chose to outflank him in a straight line. But even so, he still did not cause any trouble to Lu Feng. He ran for more than 50 meters in vain behind him!It became the best background for Lu Feng's goal! "

Compared with the narrators, the comments of netizens are much simpler and rude:
"I don't know how to express my feelings, so I will just say:

Damn it, Lu Feng is awesome! "
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The awesome Lu Feng equalized the score, but he didn't celebrate. Instead, he fished the ball out of the net and kicked it back to the center circle.

3-3 is enough?

Hat trick enough?

The opponent's Bastoster also scored three, how could he have the face to celebrate?
How could he have the nerve to stand on the same level as ordinary people with a cheat? ! -
His performance like this has naturally become ambition in the eyes of the commentator:

"Lu Feng didn't celebrate! He's obviously not satisfied with a draw!"

"Wolfsburg is in danger! They have successfully stimulated Lu Feng's desire to continue scoring goals!"

"Don't forget how terrifying Lu Feng is when he's fully fired!"
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"Stop him!"

How terrifying is Lu Feng with all his firepower?
Hei Jin had already understood, so he stretched out two fingers, signaling his players to focus on marking the red-eyed winger.

In addition to the full-back Sebastian Rong, the right forward Vierinha also retreated to defend, and even the midfielder Christian Tresch also focused more on the right, always ready to attack. Can participate in supplementary defense.

But... there is no such defensive tactic in the entire football world!

Even if they are as strong as Ronaldo and Messi, when they move to the side, the opponent will never arrange three players to guard against them!

Because this will lead to huge vacancies in other positions, which will gradually disjoin the offense and defense, and the overall formation will completely collapse!
It is almost an impossible task to find a balance between restricting Lu Feng and taking care of the overall situation!

Unless they have two Kanters!
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Wolfsburg do not have two Kanters, they only have one defensive midfielder in midfield.

Although Tresch was once hailed as "Barack's successor" when he was young,...he never reached this height, not even...not a game.

Want him to take care of both Lu Feng on the wing and Joao Mario in the center?

One is a peerless genius with a net worth of 1800 million, and the other is also a first-line superstar whose transfer fee exceeds 4000 million euros!
Head coach Hei Jin might as well just kill him!
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Hei Jin will not kill people, but the coach's orders must be carried out by the players.

Heijin paid more attention to Lu Feng, who was worth less than 4000 million, than Mario, who was worth 2000 million. Tresch also had to shift the focus of defense to the side.

Lu Feng, caught in a three-person double-team, was indeed temporarily frozen, while Mario, Adrien, Carrillo, Montero and others began to threaten the home team's defense.

But maybe Lu Feng's previous performance was too dazzling and he put too much pressure on his teammates. After Lu Feng rested on the left side for nearly 20 minutes, the number of shots on target by the Sporting Lisbon team remained at 5 times...

It's not that they didn't get free kick opportunities, but even in corner kicks, Lu Feng would be stuck tightly by at least two strong men over 180 tall.

In previous games, especially in the Lisbon City Derby, many teams showed how to limit Lu Feng's header, and Hei Jin will certainly not forget it.

If you want to restrict the Chinese teenagers, you must arrange at least two people to suppress them closely!

"It's been 75 minutes, Marco."

Assistant coach Topher raised his watch and reminded the team's head coach.

In the usual games, Lu Feng, who started the game, would often be substituted during this period of time, because the physical consumption of the Chinese teenager was far more severe than that of other players.

Another reason is that as long as Lu Feng starts the game, the last 20 minutes of the game often become garbage time!

Silva glanced at him and couldn't help complaining about his assistant in his heart:
"Do you know why I am the head coach of the Portuguese Super League, and you can only help me?"

"Because you don't have any vision at all!"

"Not only do you have no vision, you don't even have a basic brain!"

"Look at the situation on the field! Our thickest thigh has just rested for 20 minutes, and you want to replace him?!"

Of course, he only dared to complain in his heart, otherwise he would be blown out of his head by Topher, who was big and round and full of stubble!

Silva finally nodded:
"Ready to change!"
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"I?"

When Tanaka Jun was also called by his name, he was actually a little surprised.

Even though Lu Feng didn't perform well during this period of time, everyone knew why.

Could it be... the head coach thinks he can complete the task of reversing the lore?
Tanaka Jun is also full of optimism.

But Topher patted him on the shoulder:

"You are the tallest on the bench, go up and help him attract a little defensive pressure!"

Tanaka looked at Capel at 1.7m1.7, Mane at 1.6m1.8, Martins at [-]m[-], himself at [-]m[-]...it was indeed the strongest one.

He couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hands and patted his face vigorously:
"Stop dreaming, Tanaka, cherish these ten minutes of game time!"
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Jun Tanaka also replaced Joao Mario, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, and formed a double forward with Muntari, and became the most physical advantage among Sporting Lisbon's offensive players.

The physically fit Tanaka was very active. He strictly followed the coach's arrangement and spared no effort to run in his own half, trying to steal the ball from the opponent's midfielder and then play a fast break on the spot.

He fought for more than ten minutes, and finally received a cross from his teammate in the penalty area for the first time!
"I can kill!"

He roared eagerly in his heart, without adjusting his feet, he chose to volley directly!

But as soon as his right foot touched the football, he felt a huge shock!
This shot that was determined to score was directly destroyed by Wolfsburg defender Naldo's sliding tackle!

"Damn!"

Tanaka Jun also adjusted his center of gravity and his first reaction was to look for the landing point of the football, but just as he turned around, he saw a group of yellow afterimages sweeping from the left!

"Lu Feng!"

Liu He blurted out.

"It's him!"

Marco Silva squeezed the water bottle in his hand, his face was full of excitement and anticipation.

"It's him!"

Dieter Heijin also crushed the water bottle, but his face was full of fear!

Sebastian kicked a piece of turf away in anger!
He clearly managed to freeze Lu Feng for half an hour, but... the most critical second, he didn't stop him!

For a defender, one second is enough to make a big mistake!
For a striker, even 0.1 second is enough to create a killing intent!
What's more, Lu Feng has almost been resting in the past half hour!
Rest for half an hour, burst for two or three seconds!
Lu Feng pushed the football forward with his right foot, and he broke into the penalty area!
Naldo, who made a clearance with a sliding shovel, just got up from the ground and had no time to return to his position!
On the left rib of the penalty area, it is an unguarded blank area!

Sporting Lisbon's No. 18 volleys with his left foot!
The black and white football went straight to the upper right corner of the goal!

4-3!

Lu Feng scored his 88th goal in the 4th minute!
Sporting Lisbon took the lead for the first time in this game!
(End of this chapter)