Soccer: The Road to Extraordinary

Chapter 291 Did You See Through?

pay tribute?Arrogant?Yan Feng didn't think so at all, he just used an extraordinary technique that he was most familiar with.Whether it's Iniesta or Messi, no matter who is coming up this time, Yan Feng will push them back and forth.

A backlash was used and it was a tribute to Iniesta.Because these two extraordinary skills, although superficially similar, are actually different in essence.

Fried meatballs are pushed forward and pushed continuously, taking the 'L'-shaped broken line route.But backlash and continuous push follow the 'V'-shaped inverted line route.The common core of these two technologies is 'continuous push'.The difference is the spatial angle of the forward dial and the reverse dial.

Fried meatballs are forward-handling the ball, and the breakthrough route of the ball must pass through the defender's interception zone. The success of passing people depends on the coherent time advantage of consecutive pushes.

With backlash and continuous push, the breakthrough route of the ball is to use a negative angle to push the ball backwards relative to the defender, avoiding the defender's interception zone, and then use the continuity of continuous push to gain a time advantage.The space benefit of avoiding the defense zone plus the time benefit of continuous push will have a higher success rate than fried meatballs.

Yan Feng has long learned from Uncle Ai Zhong the essential difference between these two technologies.Therefore, seriously speaking, Yan Feng doesn't like fried meatballs.There is nothing to say about paying homage.

Back to the game.Although Yan Feng didn't have any ideas, but in the eyes of others, he deliberately used fried meatballs to get past Iniesta.

"It's too arrogant. This guy. After learning Iniesta's stunt, but humiliating the teacher in turn, this is an unforgivable behavior. I have to sneak into Iniesta and teach you a lesson!" Pique was very angry with Yan Feng. accurate.Seeing that Yan Feng was still dribbling forward, he left his position and rushed forward to block Yan Feng.

Seeing someone coming up to intercept him, Yan Feng quickly began to look around to see where the teammates who came up to support him were.

Today, Granada's two forwards are Sander and Ramos. These two are well supported, but they are more of a pull to attract other air defenses.

Pereira on the side also followed, but Busquets followed him.Samper, who was making a transition from midfield, also came up with support, but he happened to be caught by Iniesta who had recovered.

Teammates have no chance.It seems that I have to continue to take the ball and wait for my teammates to run out of opportunities before passing the ball.Yan Feng thought to himself.

"Hey, guy from China. You seem arrogant."

Yan Feng turned around when he heard the words, and Pique, who was full of beards, was staring at him with a sneer.

"I've seen through you, kid. Don't try to get past me." Pique said confidently.That gaze seemed to see through everything in the world.

Yan Feng frowned slightly, knowing that the other party was deliberately provoking, and he didn't want to be fooled.So, with the ball under his feet, his eyes looked around for his teammates.

"Hey, coward, are you afraid? You have been seen through by me, you dare not face me, right? What a softie!" Seeing that Yan Feng seemed to be looking for his teammates, Pique was very proud, and at the same time said Even more mocking.

"Oh! Did you see through? Are you sure?" Yan Feng originally didn't want to single out, but now Pique provoked him to fight.

"I've seen through your tricks a long time ago. You can't do it anymore." Pique proudly pointed to his eyes, then pointed to Yan Feng, with a contemptuous expression on his face.

"It turned out to be like this, I want to see what you have seen through? Hehe." Yan Feng sneered.

"Come on, let me fuck you!" Pique even more provocatively beckoned Yan Feng to come over.

"Humph!"

Pique's actions were clearly seen by everyone, and the fans in the stands were in an uproar for a while.

"Does Pique want to single out?"

"Pike is so arrogant!"

"Is Pi seeing through and starting to see through again?"

"Yan, come on. Fuck Pique. Let him go home crying to find Shakira's mother tonight."

In fact, Yan Feng took the ball for a long time this time.Under normal circumstances, this is a situation where the offense lacks a way to break the defense and is in trouble.However, after seeing Pique's performance, the rest of Barcelona, ​​who had already established the victory today, all stared at the others and prepared to watch a good show.

As the absolute main central defender of Barcelona and Spain, Pique's strength is beyond doubt.All Barcelona people are full of confidence in Pique.

Before the game, they already knew that Granada's No. 44 Yan Feng was a defensive midfielder. Except for a long-range shot, his feet were relatively average.

"Everyone, get ready. After Pique breaks the ball, attack quickly and score one!"

Yan Feng slowly approached Pique's defense zone, his eyes were serious, but there was a smile on his face.He even reached out and pointed directly to Pique's left.

"This way. Be careful, I'm going to break through from your side."

"Hmph, trying to interfere with me? A boring trick." Pique despised it.

"I'm coming, left!" After Yan Feng said, his right shoulder sank, but his feet made a leftward circling motion.After finishing the circling movement and stepping on the ground, turn the ankle suddenly, flick the ball to the right, start the upper body, and follow the right heel.Backlash and push are extraordinary.

"Leave the ball." Pique yelled, and his long legs went towards the ball under Yan Feng's feet.

"It's useless." Yan Feng was not surprised but pleased when he saw Pique's move.I'm afraid that if you don't move your feet, it will become a struggle for both bodies and speed.With this shot, the goal is accomplished.

Next, under Pique's incredulous gaze, the ball under Yan Feng's feet went around only a few centimeters away from Pique's protruding toes.

Yan Feng's movements were coherent, pushing the ball forward with his right foot without stopping, and rushed past Pique without being blocked.

"Wow! It's over. It's over."

"Fried meatballs again! Yan used it to pass Pique again."

"And this time, Yan pointed out the direction before the breakthrough, and rushed over there."

"Haha, what kind of bullshit sees through. Now, he really has to go home and cry to Shakira."

"Good job. Yan is so handsome when he is so arrogant."

Seeing that Yan Feng really passed Pique, all the home fans cheered.

"How is it possible? Pique was passed clean?" The players on the Barcelona side couldn't believe it.

The person who was hit the hardest was Pique.He has not told others that he has seen through for a long time, and he finally met a Chinese and wanted to pretend.In the end, it was installed back by someone else.

Deliberately tell you the direction to break through, and then really break through from there.This is simply a deliberate slap in the face.Pique felt a burst of heat on his face.

Taking advantage of the sluggishness of the Barcelona players for a while, Yan Feng took the ball straight to Barcelona's penalty area without hesitation.

"Stop him quickly." The Barcelona players who recovered quickly shouted to defend.

Another central defender of Barcelona, ​​Samuel Umtiti, hurried over to stop Yan Feng.This time Yan Feng no longer used any special skills, but directly used an inside cut, and then followed with a burst shot.

Wu Mutiti struggled to keep up, and tried to block Yan Feng's shooting path with a fallen shovel.But he was still a step behind.

"Bang!!" The ball blasted away like a cannonball.

Since the shot was already on the penalty area line, the distance was too close.Although Yan Feng kicked with his left foot, the strength and speed were still scary.Barcelona's latent goalkeeper Oblak had difficulty reacting and had no way of judging the position. He could only swoop in the possible direction, hoping to catch the ball with great luck.

It's a pity that luck is not something you can have if you want it.Obviously, Oblak didn't have that luck today.When the other person was still in the air before landing, the ball had been drilled in the net several times and then rolled to the ground.

"GOALLLLLLLLLL~~~"

"Roar!!!" Yan Feng roared excitedly at the sky.

When it was over, Yan Feng turned around, looked at Pique who was a little sluggish, patted his chest hard, and then pointed at Pique.

"You said, did you see through?"

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