Soccer: The Road to Extraordinary

Chapter 290 Too Many Experts
"Go!" Seeing that no foul was called, Yan Feng shouted excitedly and suddenly started to rush forward.With a whimper, he rushed past Neymar, who was still sitting on the ground and complaining.

After Yan Feng rushed for a while, he met Busquets who came up to intercept him.Yan Feng, who was in a state of excitement, buckled in the direction Busquets was rushing towards, making the latter turn around and chase after him.

Busquets is tall, yet nimble and quick on his feet.When Busquets was catching up, one hand held Yan Feng's clothes covertly below, so that Yan Feng could not use his speed to shake him off.

While Busquets' men were exerting all their strength, they also slammed into Yan Feng with their shoulders.Yan Feng was not knocked out of control of the ball as he expected, but he himself was knocked a little wobbly.

Yan Feng just took advantage of this collision, and the strength of his feet increased in vain, as if to shake off Busquets.

Under such circumstances, Busquets, knowing that he could not catch up, made a plan, and suddenly lowered his face forward to stick to Yan Feng's swinging arm.

"Ah!" Hearing a horrific scream, Yan Feng felt that the corner of his clothes, which had been tightly held, was loosened after the arm he swung due to running touched something.Yan Feng glanced back unexpectedly, and saw Busquets rolling over in pain covering the ground. "I copied, when was he killed? It shouldn't be me, right?"

Soon, the whistle sounded, forcing Yan Feng to stop.

"Referee, it's none of my business." Seeing the referee running over, Yan Feng quickly explained.

The referee glanced at him and covered his face on the ground in pain, then looked up at Yan Feng with an expression that could only blame you for your bad luck.

When Yan Feng saw this, he immediately realized that something was wrong. If this situation counted as his own foul, he might get a card. "Referee. He's diving. Flopping! I didn't touch him."

"No, you did touch him. I saw your arm touch his face." The referee shook his head.Then he reached for his belt.

"No, referee. He's obviously pretending. Even if I ran into him, it was by accident while running." Yan Feng quickly explained.

"You hit him in the face." But after the referee took out a yellow card, he raised it without hesitation.

"Oh, no!" Yan Feng felt bad when he saw the yellow card.That boredom in my heart.Why did he commit a foul and get a yellow card?

Yan Feng looked at Busquets who was still covering his face on the ground, feeling as depressed as if he had eaten a fly.Not in the mood to ask the other party, Yan Feng turned around and walked back.

"Poor Chinese, you are so careless. This is an old professor of film and television academy known as 'Professor Bu'. How can you give him a chance at will? He is still too young." The referee saw Yan Feng walking away depressed , Shaking his head and feeling sorry for him in his heart.

"Damn actor. I'll teach him a lesson for you when I have a chance." Longban said to Yan Feng with a displeased face.

"Oh, I was careless. I forgot that he is Professor Bu." The more Yan Feng thought about it, the more depressed he became.The chance to counterattack was finally lost by Professor Bu's flop.I also got a yellow card when it was over.Just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable.

It's really unsightly for Barcelona to use such indecent moves against a weak team like our Granada!
Just when Yan Feng was very upset, Busquets slowly got up.Now after years of tempering, his acting skills have been perfected.After Yan Feng took the card, he didn't get up immediately, but waited for a while before getting up.When I got up, I was still stroking my face with one hand, and it still looked like it was in pain.

"Busquets, are you okay? Do you want the team doctor to check?" Messi asked Busquets in the past.

"It's okay. There's no big problem." Busquets put his hand down completely.Not to mention, this time he did have a red mark on his face.

"You hit here? Fortunately, there is no congestion." Messi said with a sigh of relief after observing.

"Well, I'm fine." Busquets said so, but he was thinking about other things in his heart.Congestion?How can it be?I just rubbed it red myself.If you don't make it more realistic, how can you live up to my nickname of Professor Bu?How to be worthy of the yellow card that poor Chinese got?
The game continued, Barcelona did not choose to drive into the penalty area with a big foot, but drove a low ball.Then a set of TIKI-TAKA was thrown out.

The Granada players saw that Barcelona started to make trouble again, so they couldn't hold back and focused on their positions.

Granada is not in a hurry, and Barcelona, ​​which has already led by many goals, is even less in a hurry.They began to keep kicking the ball, you kicked and I kept passing, it looked like they were doing passing practice, completely ignoring the Granada team that was waiting in line.

Seeing Barcelona doing passing practice there, Yan Feng couldn't help but wanted to rush up to grab the ball.This is a game, watching the opponent passing around there, just watching it seems depressed.

Everyone knows what Barcelona is doing, it's all their TIKI-TAKA tactics.But just watching like this, but he couldn't get the ball. After watching for a long time, few people can bear it.No, after Barcelona passed the pass for at least a minute, Granada striker Adrian Ramos was the first to bear it.

When Ramos moved, like a command gun, all the players in Granada followed suit.Ramos couldn't help but go up to grab it, and the others followed suit.

After Ramos made a move, Barcelona also improved their speed and rhythm in vain.Their skilful and quick kicks made Granada's players desperately unable to grab the ball.On the contrary, because of the constant rushing up, the entire formation is constantly spreading out and increasing the space.

Destroying the tight defense and stretching the defensive space is exactly what Barcelona want.Messi easily got rid of the defense with a change of direction, and then pushed the ball directly to the back of Granada's central defender Ingarsen.

Neymar tacitly appeared in Messi's passing spot.After Neymar got the ball, he didn't shoot directly, but a spike swayed away from Longban who was desperately chasing him.With a dunk, Neymar not only got rid of Longban's defense, but also put the ball in the space directly opposite the goal.This is the better and more threatening position to hit the goal.

Neymar looked up and saw that there were no defenders in front of him except the goalkeeper. He quickly looked down at the ball and prepared to hit the goal.But just as his feet were swinging back, a figure suddenly shoveled obliquely close to the ground, and shoveled on the ball with one foot.

Neymar's foot that made the leg swing did not make a hitting movement, and he was brought down first.

"My chance to score. Who? Who ruined it?" Neymar was very dissatisfied with losing a chance to score.He was even more dissatisfied with the guy who ruined his chance to hit the goal.

The person who destroyed Neymar's chance to hit the goal was Yan Feng. His timely tackle resolved a crisis.But when Neymar saw that it was Yan Feng, he was even more annoyed. "It turned out to be you. Don't you have a yellow card on your body? How dare you shovel?"

"Shovel? By the way, where is the referee?" Neymar sat on the ground, and after finding the referee, he quickly shouted: "Referee, this is a foul. Give him a card. Also, a penalty kick!"

The referee not far away shook his head.

"I'll go, Black Whistle. He actually favored the home team." Neymar's face became displeased.

"Fortunately, there is no foul. Otherwise, it will be miserable." Yan Feng stood up in relief.I didn't think much about it just now, but now I realize that this place is in the restricted area. If a foul is called, not only will there be a penalty kick, but I think two yellows will turn one red, and I will be sent off.

"Yan, don't be impulsive. You already have a yellow card." Alcaraz was also a little anxious.From his point of view, this game is a sure thing to lose.If Yan Feng is sent off, the next game will be suspended, which is not worth the candle.

"Understood." Yan Feng nodded and raised his hand to signal that he understood.

Yan Feng did not foul the tackle just now. After the ball was tackled out, Long Ban made a clearance with a big foot.Now, Barcelona has continued to attack.

The ball was passed to Iniesta's feet.Iniesta, who was on the left, did not choose to kick the ball this time, but chose to pass.

Iniesta faced Sandor this time.The expression on the calm Sandor's face was serious.He just played in La Liga, facing the long-famous Barcelona planet, he dared not be careless.

Sandor carefully guarded Iniesta, not showing any flaws.Looks like it's holding up pretty well.

"Oh, although it looks unfamiliar, but the defense is okay." Seeing that Sandor did a good job defending himself, Iniesta couldn't help but nodded in his heart.

"However, this is not enough for me!" Iniesta muttered confidently.Then, he accelerated his feet suddenly, swung his right ankle, and performed his famous stunt - fried meatballs.

Sandel has already defended very well, but in the special skill of fried meatballs, even if you can intercept the ball in a hurry, you can't break the ball.He still passed by Iniesta.

"Wow! Fried meatballs! Iniesta's stunt. I was lucky enough to see it today."

"It's really not bad for fried meatballs, it's too strong. This stunt is too powerful."

After seeing Sandel being broken, the home fans had to sigh that Iniesta's fried meatballs were really awesome.

"Iniesta's fried meatballs are amazing. By the way, Yan Feng seems to be able to do this too. Wait a minute, will Yan Feng also have fried meatballs?"

"Using deep-fried meatballs in front of Iniesta, I get excited just thinking about it. If Yan Feng uses fried meatballs to Iniesta, can Xiaobai guard against it?"

Fans far away in China have one more idea than the fans at home in Granada.Yan Feng and Iniesta fried meatballs.

The camera zooms back to the arena.Yan Feng's eyes lit up when he saw Iniesta passing Sandor with fried meatballs.Although he has also heard of Iniesta's fried balls, this is the first time he has seen someone use a similar backlash push in a game.

"Fried meatballs? If it's a more powerful backlash push, can you prevent it?" Yan Feng looked at Iniesta and was still carrying Iniesta, and there was a willingness to challenge in his heart.

After Iniesta passed Sander, he chose to pass the ball to his teammate after another defender blocked the way forward.

After receiving the pass, Rafinha turned to face the defensive Samper and made a fake move.The next wave of the ball came directly with a long shot.

Rafinha has not scored in this game, so he played in a hurry.Although the quality of this long-range shot is good, it is a pity that it is slightly missed.

"Fortunately, it's not Suarez or Messi, otherwise the goal might be a goal." Longban said with a smile.

"Yes. Barcelona is really too strong. Fortunately, Suarez is not playing today, and Messi is also dragged in the midfield. Otherwise, there is no way to play this game." Yan Feng said with emotion.Facing the mighty Barcelona, ​​Ren Shi was as resolute as he felt powerless for a while.

The strength of Barcelona is not due to Messi alone, but that everyone in their team is a powerful star.For the first time, Yan Feng felt that the gap was too big.It's so big that no matter how hard you try, it may not be useful.

"It's our turn to attack. We'll show them some color, right? Yan!" Longban asked Yan Feng with some expectation.

"Yeah!" Yan Feng nodded firmly when he heard this.Then turn around and walk forward.He's ready to move up to midfield.In this way, the team will change from 532 to 442.
Although Barcelona's offense is infinitely strong, their defense is even better.They just positioned themselves so that the Granada goalkeeper didn't know how to take the goal kick.

Let's drive to the midfield. In one-on-one, goalkeeper Ochoa doesn't think his teammates have much chance of winning.Pass it to the defender, look at Neymar and others staring at him, he has no confidence.Ochoa hesitated for a long time, and it was difficult to make a decision.

Seeing that the referee seemed to have something to say, Ochoa quickly kicked off.In the end, he did not pass a long pass, but passed it to the defender, hoping that his teammates could seize the opportunity and play a good offensive.Don't keep yourself busy making saves.Didn't you see the bored look of the goalkeeper opposite?
"Brothers, come on. Find something for the goalkeeper opposite!"

It's not easy to find a job for Barcelona's goalkeeper.First of all, Barcelona's defense did not agree.Although Barcelona are not as fierce defensively as some teams, their positioning and overall defense also make it difficult for Granada's offensive to organize.

The defense of Barcelona's forward players alone made Granada's defenders flustered.

Seeing that he couldn't do it, Yan Feng stood up. "Longban, give me the ball."

"Okay, Yan." Long Ban, who was being forced into a panic by Neymar, quickly kicked the ball to Yan Feng.After kicking the ball, Longban became anxious again. "Be careful, behind you."

Longban didn't need to remind him, Yan Feng had already spotted someone coming behind him before Longban played the ball.Yan Feng hastily opened his arms to look like he was in position to catch the ball.

It was Professor Busquets who was persecuting Yan Feng from above.In addition to playing football with a lot of brains, Busquets is actually very tough in defense.After seeing Yan Feng preparing to catch the ball, he quickly stepped forward and hit Yan Feng's back hard.

The impact of Busquets was still ruthless, and Yan Feng held it with all his might.However, Yan Feng didn't carry it to death. Instead, he took a step forward with this strength, and then suddenly opened his legs, allowing the ball to pass through his crotch.Then, he pulled back his left hand and hugged Busquets, kicked his right foot on the ground, and quickly turned to the left to complete the turn.

Busquets didn't expect that Yan Feng would let the ball pass through his crotch, and when he found out, it was too late to subconsciously put his feet together.The ball also passed through his crotch.

As soon as Yan Feng's turning movement was complete, he directly slapped Busquets behind him.This time Busquets was behind him, so he could no longer interfere with Yan Feng.Yan Feng exploded under his feet and rushed out.Busquets, who was behind him, came back to his senses and wanted to stretch out his clothes or make another flop, but there was no way.

"Beautiful! Beautiful turn around."

Yan Feng turned around and got cheers from the fans.

Yan Feng was even more excited when he heard the cheers.It was this excitement that made him directly choose a one-on-one when he dribbled the ball forward and met Iniesta who came to defend him.

Yan Feng dribbled the ball forward and faced Iniesta. Before the latter stopped his rushing footsteps, he directly made a ball-handling motion in the direction of the opponent's rushing forward.Lean the upper body to the right, turn the left foot at an anhedral angle of 10°, step out quickly with the right foot through the reaction force of kicking the ground, and at the same time lightly turn the ankle forward.The backlash and push are extraordinary!

Yan Feng's backlash was used continuously and it was very smooth.When Iniesta was surprised and subconsciously stepped out to intercept, Yan Feng bypassed Iniesta like a speeding car drifting.

"Wow! Drift! No! It's croquettes!"

"My God. What did I see, Yan beat Iniesta with a croquette!"

"Isn't the croquette Iniesta's stunt? Did he pass his own stunt?"

"Am I not mistaken? Under normal circumstances, Yan should have been overtaken by Iniesta's special skill of frying meatballs. Right?"

In the eyes of the fans, Yan Feng's backlash and repeated pushes are similar to Iniesta's fried meatballs.Now when they saw that Yan Feng used the opponent's stunt to pass Iniesta, they couldn't help but exclaimed.

Not to mention that the fans were shocked, Iniesta, who was involved, discovered this situation.He was equally astonished. "I seem to have been passed over with fried meatballs just now?"

Although Iniesta has filmed a teaching video on his fried meatballs, he has never encountered anyone else using them in the professional arena.Now I really see someone using it, and it's still used against myself.Iniesta is proud but also a little depressed.

"Is this a tribute to me? But would it be a bit arrogant to use it directly against me?" Shocked, Iniesta stayed where he was and looked at the back of Yan Feng who was running forward.At this moment, he only felt that the number 44 was extremely eye-catching and arrogant.

(End of this chapter)