Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 98
I changed more than 20 words in one breath that seemed to affect the harmony...
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Although Lopetegui's reputation is far less than that of big-name coaches such as Guardiola and Mourinho, he will be able to coach the Spanish national team and Real Madrid in the future, at least he is a fairly capable figure.

But in the second half of the game, his full of tactics and ideas became useless!
He clearly knew that his two central defenders had already been stretched and embarrassed under the successive attacks of Sporting Lisbon, but as the head coach, he had absolutely nothing to do!

"Replace the exhausted central defender, or... add a central defender?"

He was still hesitating, but the opponent didn't give him time!

In the 73rd minute, Lu Feng and Slimani crossed positions again.

Three minutes ago, Casemiro and the two defenders didn't know how to choose.

After 3 minutes, they still don't know how to choose!

Slimani knocked the football back with his heel while running, but Lu Feng just changed direction with two consecutive smashes, got out between the two central defenders, and then raised his foot to shoot!

Probably because his mentality was a bit swollen, Lu Feng's shot was actually saved by the opponent's goalkeeper, and he turned into anger from embarrassment, and he activated [Fatal Strike], which was a follow-up shot!
3-2!

Sporting Lisbon completed the reversal within 10 minutes!
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When Lopetegui finally made up his mind to add a defender, the situation of the game was completely out of his control.

In his inherent tactics, he has never practiced the formation of three central defenders. The new defender and his two partners have no way to cooperate tacitly.

In the 78th minute, Casemiro fouled Lu Feng, and Sporting Lisbon won a free kick. Joao Mario blasted the goalkeeper's ten fingers with a fallen leaf ball, 4-2!

Only 3 minutes later, Nani sent a super long-range cross from the left. After running 40 meters, Lu Feng finally had the last laugh in the sprint race with two defenders and completed his goal with a volley. hat trick!
5-2!
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"Hoo, ha, hoo..."

Casemiro's waist was almost bent at 45 degrees. He held his knee tightly with one hand and covered his chest with the other, feeling the violent beating of his heart.

The 40-meter sprint just now almost caused his heart and lungs to explode!

He couldn't understand at all, how could such a thin and small body burst out with such powerful energy!
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"call……"

At the same time, Lu Feng was also calming down his breathing.

The ferocious killing intent faded from the whites of his eyes, the feeling of fatigue hit his legs, and there were bursts of twitching sourness from the bend of his legs.

He had already used [Fatal Strike] once when he made a supplementary shot at 73 minutes, but now it is only 78 minutes, and the skill has not yet cooled down.

In the 40-meter sprint just now, he was also running desperately!

You Casemiro... why do you refuse to accept it? !

He straightened his back and wanted to respond to the fans of the visiting team who were traveling with the team, but a strong sense of discomfort went straight down his esophagus to his forehead!

He couldn't help opening his mouth!
"Uh... vomit!"

A viscous liquid with a foul smell spewed out!
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"This……"

Marco Silva, who was celebrating wildly, noticed that the players who were supposed to hug and celebrate suddenly stopped.

They formed a half circle, all looking anxious.

Nani, the oldest, directly made gestures of "substitution" and "team doctor" to the bench.

"This... Lu Feng vomited directly at the scene?!"

Liu He, who was thousands of miles away, let out a sigh of relief:
"Sporting Lisbon has already led by two goals, he didn't need to work so hard!"

Huang Yuan's voice sounded:
"Perhaps... it is precisely because of this kind of hard work that every ball must be fought, that supported him to come to this step!"
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"Lu Feng is amazing! Three shots and one pass!"

"The Porto defender was beaten and cried by him?!"

"Damn it! Lu Feng just vomited? So desperately?!"

"Nonsense! This 40-meter sprint...he runs faster than Bolt! Can you vomit?!"

Like the commentator, the fans on the domestic Internet couldn't help but worry.

Although Lu Feng has only been a professional player for one year, and has participated in only 20 official games, thanks to the well-developed Internet media, fans who really care about football have gradually become familiar with his characteristics.

He has never been a player with excellent physical fitness. Except for the effect of plug-ins, it is difficult for him to take advantage of most physical confrontations. He is the one who is violated the most times in every game, and the jersey he wears is never Never been clean and refreshed.

Compared with strength, physical fitness is also his shortcoming. Even if he has the ability to restore physical fitness, he rarely plays a full 90 minutes in the first game, but when he needs to sprint desperately, he will never begrudge physical fitness.

Although his foot skills are getting better and better, his style of play is rarely evaluated as "elegant", but is often called "crazy" and "devil"! -
"Stomach cramps, just take a rest for a day."

Assistant coach Topher received the team doctor's diagnosis through the headset, and he immediately reported to the anxious head coach.

Silva loosened his brows slightly, but still signaled for a substitution.

The overall situation of this game has been decided, why should he continue to play the role of "devil who squeezes players"?

Topher nodded and pushed a midfielder who had finished warming up onto the field.

They don't need to work hard anymore, Porto has already lost! -
"Drip, drip, drip!"

Three long whistles pierced the night sky of the Dragon Stadium.

Lopetegui reluctantly lowered his directing hands, then shook his head.

He walked to the visiting team's bench and extended his right hand to Silva:

"You played well, Marco."

Silva smiled and shook his hand:

"Thank you."

Lopetegui patted his shoulder with his left hand again, and finally couldn't help but say:
"We... only lost to one person!"

More smiles appear on Silva's angular face:

"Yeah, thank God!"
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"Three goals and one pass! The Chinese striker dominated the game! Sporting Lisbon climbed to the second place in the league!"

"After running 45 meters, I vomited so hard! The thin body exploded with huge energy!"

"Latest news: Lu Feng is healthy and will not affect the next game!"

"Casemiro confessed after the game: Lu Feng is the opponent he admires the most!"

"Lopétegui said in the post-match press conference: Porto only lost to Lu Feng alone!"

"Silva made no secret: Lu Feng is God's gift to Sporting Lisbon!"

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The 5-2 reversal of Porto is enough to attract a lot of attention in Portuguese football. As for the various domestic media, they are changing their tricks and angles to catch the heat.

For example, paying tribute to the ball king who also vomited on the field:
"Messi will be silent when he sees it! He can win until he vomits!"

Another example is the analysis of Lu Feng's career from the perspective of diet:
"Lu Feng hasn't adapted to the Portuguese diet, and his diet may affect his career!"

And about medicine:

"Take care of your stomach, the old Chinese doctor will teach you how to invigorate your stomach."

Even more shameless people changed the title of other people's reports and released them openly:
"The whole world is shocked! Chinese players blatantly spray white worm liquid during the game!"

This was originally an era of explosion of media and public opinion.

The media and public opinion can easily create a superstar, and they can also easily destroy him!

In order to gain more initiative and voice, Lu Feng needs more victories, more goals, and more indisputable performances!

He wants to fight back all those voices who dare to question, criticize, and criticize himself!

Smash the faces of those who try to smear themselves!

(End of this chapter)