football world number one

Chapter 824

In Rosicky's eyes, Liu Feng entered the state almost instantly, which surprised him, and he knew what it meant to enter this state, and many free kicks were taken.

In this state, the player's free kick hit rate will often be greatly improved.

"Shh!!!"

The next moment, the referee directly blew the whistle in his mouth.

Running up, speeding up, standing still with his left foot, and tightening his right foot to hit the lower part of the ball, Liu Feng's every movement was sloppy, and the ball passed the blue team's wall in an instant just like his state.

Almunia, who was standing in front of the goal, had tried his best to direct the blocking angle, but at this moment the ball simply went around the wall and flew towards the right side of the goal.

Quickly jumping to the position and saving, Almunia has lost his mind.

Facts have proved that as a goalkeeper, this feeling of no bottom has already explained a lot of problems. In Almunia's sight, the ball is drifting left and right and falling rapidly, and he can't judge where the ball is going to fly at all.

Faced with such an incoming ball, the goalkeeper has no choice but to cover an angle.

"Shh!"

And the sound of the ball hitting the net in the next second has proved that Almunia is not right.

"Pretty!"

Rosicky and Walcott, who were standing near Liu Feng, reacted immediately. They quickly came to congratulate Liu Feng. Liu Feng also smiled and gave them a high-five. As for other teammates, they also gave Liu Feng approving glances.

Then the group began to return to their own half to wait for the re-kick-off.

After all, this is just a training match, and it is impossible to celebrate as much as an official match.

On the sidelines, Wenger also nodded after seeing Liu Feng hit the first free kick directly and neatly.

Judging from the posture and results of Liu Feng's free kick, he is worthy of the title of free kick master of the scouts. It seems that the team's future free kick shooters need to be re-examined.

On the court, the two teams have already stood up again. After the red team scored, the blue team players obviously couldn't wait. They didn't expect that their defense had already reached that point, but the opponent could still rely on a free kick
After falling behind, the players who also want to express themselves will naturally seek to equalize the score.

After all, in a club with fierce competition for positions like Arsenal, once you are suppressed by your teammates, it is very likely that you will be directly drawn by the coach with a big cross in your heart.

So, after the re-kick-off, the blue team finally began to exert their strength. After the ball was passed directly to Xiaofa, Chamark, Bendtner and Arshavin immediately rushed into the red team's half.

After a two-for-one cooperation with Wilshere, Xiaofa crossed the first line of defense composed of three forwards rushed by the red team.

Then with Cesc Fabregas as the core, the other two midfielders also followed up one after another. The blue team's offense immediately pushed forward and the defense continued to push forward to the center circle.

Alexander Song was the first to rush to Xiaofa to try to steal the ball, but soon the two hadn't been entangled in the middle for a few seconds, and Xiaofa directly passed the ball after a spike.

Diaby, who followed up from the right, got the ball and started to advance, and then called the ball to Bendtner in the frontcourt before Denilson had time to seal the route.

In this way, in a short while, the situation became that Bendtner took the ball on the right side outside the red team's penalty area, and then directly entered the penalty area with Squillacci when he came out.

After the red team's defense was pulled away, there were too many routes for the ball to pass. Bendtner directly chose to cross after knocking the ball to the right to widen the distance.

Then, Chamark, who followed up in the middle, followed up with the ball and shot angrily.

"Oh!"

"puff!"

It was an extremely powerful shot, but it was a pity that the angle was only a little off. The young goalkeeper Szczesny, who was standing in front of the red team's goal, held him firmly in his arms.

It was Xia Chuang who came back on loan from the outside, and he already had the air of a general.

"Counterattack!"

In the next second, when Chamark was still clutching his head in annoyance, Szczesny directly ran up and threw the ball with his hands to throw the ball out.

The one who received the ball was Walcott, who retreated from the front field to his own half from the right. The little tiger immediately turned on his horsepower and rushed towards the blue team's half as soon as he got the ball.

By the time the blue players realized what was happening and started chasing back frantically, it was three-on-three in their half.

Clichy guards against Walcott who is dribbling the ball, Vermaelen closely follows Liu Feng who is running, and Sagna closely follows Nasri who is cutting in from the left.

With the three defensive players constantly retreating, the red team's counterattack has been in the stage of acceleration.

Chrissy realized that Walcott couldn't be allowed to carry on like this any longer, and after taking another small step back, he went straight to kill the little tiger instead of retreating.

This time, Walcott was a bit sticky to the ball. Facing the opponent's defender's attack, he didn't immediately choose to distribute the ball to his teammates, but took the ball to meet him and tried to break through.

But when he got in touch with Chrissy, he realized how ridiculous his thoughts were. The main defender of the first team in front of him was extremely stable in terms of physical strength, and his positioning was extremely beautiful.

Therefore, when he was about to lose control of the ball under his feet, Walcott leaned his body and directly chose to poke the ball out.

The direction he poked the ball was the area between Liu Feng and Vermaelen. The two players attacked and defended at the same time and ran towards the ball.

Then, a wonderful performance was staged.

On the court, Liu Feng's speed is much faster than Vermaelen's, but since the two of them are very close to the ball, this advantage does not give him much advantage.

His only advantage was that he touched the ball before Vermaelen, but this was enough for Liu Feng.

"Shh!"

The right foot touched the ball, and the left foot was used as the axis. He used both his forward momentum and Vermaelen's momentum. In an instant, Liu Feng, who had completed a turn, pulled away from Vermaelen.

"Pretty!"

On the sidelines of the court, the standing substitute players had already exclaimed, and Wenger's eyes were sparkling because of Liu Feng's extraordinary performance.

However, the progress on the court was not over yet. When Liu Feng directly passed the opponent's last defender, his speed reached the limit again.

When he went all the way to the blue team's penalty area, Almunia was either attacking or not.

Of course, Liu Feng didn't give him too much time to struggle. He directly moved the ball to the left, and then tightened his instep to hit the goal. The ball flew directly into the goal from the right side of the goal.

After scoring the goal, Liu Feng waved his hands up and down a few times with ease, then ran towards his own half with a smile.

As for the eyes of other people, he didn't care, after all, scoring goals was commonplace for him.

There are no worthless men under a great reputation, and Liu Feng proved this with his actual performance.

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