free people

Chapter 277 Free Kick Dzogchen
Both Yang Feng and Akun had a high desire to attack in this game, and they attacked Manchester United's defense quite aggressively at the beginning of the game.

The football was passed three times and twice in the backcourt, and then it was passed into the Manchester United penalty area inexplicably.

"Harvey Alonso made a cross! Yang Feng ran into position! Opportunity!"

Yang Feng jumped high and was about to head the ball, but Smalling also reacted quickly, jumped together and collided with Yang Feng.

With a bang, I don't know who hit who. Anyway, the two fell to the ground together. The football was rubbed by Yang Feng, flew crookedly towards the goal, and was easily confiscated by De Gea.

Fans from both sides shouted.

"Penalty!"

"Red card!"

The referee was still in the midfield, so he quickly asked the assistant referee what was going on through the headset, but the answer he got was also ambiguous, so he simply made a harmless treatment and waved his hand to signal the two to get up.

"Yang Feng fell in front of the goal, but the referee ignored Manchester City's request for a penalty kick!"

"De Gea played the ball quickly into midfield and the game continued."

The opening collision was just the beginning. The two sides competed fiercely on the field, frequently fell to the ground due to physical contact, and the taste of derby came out from the very beginning.

In the 8th minute of the game, there was another controversial scene on the field. De Bruyne broke into the penalty area from the right and passed to the back point. Aguero outflanked the goal from the back point, but the linesman raised the flag to indicate that Aguero was offside first.

Two minutes later, Di Maria also contributed a wonderful cross after a breakthrough. Rooney got a single chance after stopping the ball in the chest, but before he had time to shoot, the referee's whistle blew again.

This time it was Falcao who fouled Demichelis first...

Pellegrini and Van Gaal shook their heads at the same time.

We all know that this game will not be easy to play, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult.

In the 11th minute, Kroos picked up a pass after receiving De Bruyne's side split. Ferdinho jumped up but failed to touch the ball. The football fell to the back point, but Yang Feng volleyed and hit it. On De Gea.

Manchester United narrowly escaped death, but no one felt lucky, because De Gea was sitting on the ground in pain holding his chest...

"Did you do it on purpose?"

Phil Jones rushed up and pushed Yang Feng, but it was as if he was pushed on an iron tower, and Yang Feng remained motionless.

Valencia hurried over and pulled Phil Jones away. Yang Feng didn't even look at them, and went straight to De Gea, saying, "Do you need to call the team doctor?"

De Gea's chest is still a little stuffy, but he has eased over.

He didn't want to show weakness in front of Yang Feng, so he stood up immediately and said, "It's okay, continue!"

"Continue to continue..."

After adapting to such a high-intensity confrontation, Manchester City began to gain the upper hand.

In the 20th minute of the game, Di Maria dribbled the ball from the side, and threw off Chrissy but failed to shake off Van Dijk. , directly poked the ball to Harvey Alonso.

Uncle Long's iconic long-pass scheduling accurately found Ding Ding.

Ding Ding was not sloppy, and immediately passed the ball to Yang Feng's front with a diagonal kick.

The ball gave a lot of lead, so Manchester United's defenders had an illusion, as if they could grab the ball before Yang Feng touched it.

Only Valencia, who is also a speed monster, knew that he should not be careless, and shouted: "Don't go up!"

The yelling was timely enough, but it still failed to prevent the pig teammates from making mistakes. Smalling took the lead and shoveled directly.

Yang Feng sprinted in a straight line as if he hadn't seen it, and managed to complete a man-ball pass before the football was snatched away.

"Yang Feng dribbled the ball in the middle, and the ball passed Smalling! Phil Jones came up! Oh, he was pierced...Phil Jones made a move in his hand, but he couldn't hold Yang Feng...ahh What happened? Phil Jones hit Yang Feng from behind and fell to the ground instead..."

A feeling of absurdity arose in all.

Yang Feng passed Phil Jones through the crotch neatly, but Phil Jones was relentless, pulling and kicking from behind, not only failed to stop Yang Feng, but he himself didn't know that it was Yang Feng's impact Something happened in the power area, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Yang Feng only felt the pressure on his back suddenly lighten, and he felt refreshed immediately, not knowing that he had overdrawn Harland's famous scene in advance.

Even Manchester United fans didn't have the face to call a foul, and watched Yang Feng dribble the ball towards De Gea.

De Gea felt a dull pain in his chest again, but he still rushed forward.

Yang Feng made a gesture to push and shoot at the far corner of the goal. De Gea reacted quickly and immediately fell to the ground and threw himself sideways, but ended up feeling lonely.

Yang Feng tapped his right foot lightly to keep the ball under his feet.

Valencia, who came to support from the side, was late at this time, and faced Yang Feng with a fierce sliding shovel.

Yang Feng seemed to have eyes on his forehead. He stepped on the ball continuously and retreated, just avoiding Valencia's feet, and then stood there and casually picked it.

The football flew over Valencia and slowly entered the goal of Manchester United.

"GOAL!! It was Yang who broke the deadlock again, and Manchester City led 1-0."

"Yang Feng passed Smalling and Phil Jones in a row, then tricked De Gea, dodged Valencia, and opened the scoring with a four-two-handed lob..."

Yang Feng ran to the sidelines and made a gesture of celebrating with his hands pointing at the sky.

"Yang!"

"Yang!"

“The best in the world!”

"The 44th goal of the Premier League this season! Yang Feng once again broke the Premier League scoring record in a single season! He is the only one who can surpass him! He is now only six goals away from Messi's single-season scoring record in the five major leagues. For him, it was just two games, maybe even just one! Let's look forward to that moment."

"Friends of the audience, friends of the fans, the greatest player of this century is being born before your eyes! You may have missed Pele, Maradona, and Ronaldo, but it doesn't matter, because you are experiencing Yang Feng! Years later, you can proudly say to your children and grandchildren that you have seen Yang Feng play football with your own eyes and experienced all the miracles he created..."

"You broke the Premier League single-season personal scoring record and scored 5 points. Current points: 32."

With an Aguero hanging on Yang Feng's body, he opened the system interface.

lottery!

The purple roulette flew out, the pointer turned sharply, and finally stopped slowly at around seven o'clock.

Seeing the area where the pointer stayed, Yang Feng's heart was already half cold, but the card that flew out in the next second made him gasp with joy and bombard the door.

Juninho, free kick: SSS...

Who dare to say that they are better than Carlos and Beckham in free kicks?

Full play, Mikhailovich, Juninho Jr., and... gone.

Aguero found that Yang Feng was not in the mood to celebrate at the beginning, but he suddenly became excited. He thought he saw something in the stands that made him emotional, so he quickly searched along his line of sight. Unexpectedly There really was a discovery.

"Huh! Liu?" Akun yelled strangely, shaking Yang Feng's neck, "What are you waiting for? Blowing kisses?"

"What the hell do you want to teach me to flirt with girls again?"

"Isn't it because you are too useless?"

"I just didn't use your Latin American style, okay?"

"But I haven't seen you use your Chinese style!"

"You know a ball, I mean let nature take its course."

There were cultural barriers in the first place, and Yang Feng translated two idioms in a nondescript manner. It is strange that Aguero understood it, and immediately looked at him with contempt.

Van Gaal on the sidelines was about to explode with a headache.

The Manchester United fans booed without confidence, but found that their boos were soulless, as if they were trying to complete a task, because they suddenly discovered that apart from the fact that Yang Feng was a Manchester City player, they actually There is no place to hate him anymore...

The game continued, and Yang Feng received key attention from Carrick and Phil Jones.

In particular, the multiple steals made by Carrick prevented Yang Feng from attacking the frontcourt. It was not because of how fierce his steals were, but because Yang Feng's desire to score suddenly weakened.

On the one hand, it is to give myself some leeway so that it is convenient to break the record next season, and on the other hand, it is to create opportunities for Aguero and help him score the club's [-] goals.

"The defense of Carrick and Jones was crucial, but also very fierce. Young was temporarily restricted, but anyone who knows Young and Manchester City knows that this will not last long... Sure enough, the crisis came quietly again... ..."

Yang Feng reduced his dribbling, strengthened his kick, and connected with Akun and Ding Ding, giving him a sense of Barcelona tiki taka.

The three quickly passed and cooperated to control the midfield. From the audience's God's perspective, it can be clearly seen that the football is cutting into Manchester United's defense layer by layer like a scalpel.

Yang Feng didn't stick to the ball, and Carrick couldn't find a chance to make a move, but he still expressed his attitude with a brutal collision when Yang Feng was about to catch the ball.

Although Yang Feng did not suffer any injuries, the referee still did not choose to turn a blind eye.

"The referee showed the first yellow card of the game, and Manchester City got a free kick in the frontcourt... From this point of view, the penalty scale of this game is still very loose, and there are scenes of people turning their backs on their backs everywhere, But it's only now that the cards are played..."

While Zhan Jun was still complaining, De Bruyne pulled Yang Feng up and said, "Should I hit one?"

Yang Feng straightened his socks and said, "Which side do you want to play?"

"To the left," De Bruyne looked at the direction of the goal. "Isn't it impolite for you to start thinking about how to make up shots before I started playing?"

"It seems a bit haha, why can't you always get in?"

"Brother, that's a free kick. You don't seem to score too many goals, do you?"

Yang Feng has hit [-] or [-] free kicks this season, but only five have scored directly, but this efficiency is considered top-notch.

"...You may not believe it. I just practiced a free kick for a while, and the improvement is obvious. Don't take the initiative to stick your face over. I am reluctant to hit it."

As Yang Feng said, he walked into the restricted area, but instead of going to the left, he was lurking on the right.

Carrick and Phil Jones hurried up to defend left and right.

When the whistle sounded, Ding Ding glanced up at the goal and started to run.

Yang Feng made a sudden charge at the moment the whistle blew, and Carrick and Phil Jones naturally followed suit, but Yang Feng slammed on the brakes after running a few steps, and then turned around to the left of the goal.

Carrick and Phil Jones secretly thought they were fooled, and hurriedly stalked them with all kinds of hands and feet, but as Yang Feng struggled to get free, they quickly lost their target.

The football kicked by De Bruyne flew over the wall and flew to the left of the goal.

De Gea's judgment was accurate, he flew across and slapped the ball out with one palm.

Yang Feng's judgment was more accurate, like a slippery fish, he was the first to rush to the football landing point.

De Bruyne covered his face in place, ashamed.

"Beautiful save...it's a pity that he caught the ball at Yang Feng's feet..."

Yang Feng did not directly make up the shot, but stopped the ball firmly under his feet.

De Gea jumped up from the ground as if he had been electrocuted, and rushed towards Yang Feng.

Yang Feng used the movement of deep-fried balls, dunked the ball with the inside of his left foot, and then moved forward with his right heel, easily dodging De Gea's vicious dog attack.

Facing the empty gate, Yang Feng tapped the ball to the other side of the goal.

Aguero came over suddenly, kicked the ball into the goal, then ran towards Yang Feng, and jumped straight up.

Yang Feng quickly reached out to catch him, and nailed him firmly in place like a root entangled by an old tree.

Akun said with a smile: "Haha, I knew you would pass the ball."

"I caught you to hear a thank you, not to hear you show off."

"Which one of us is with whom, do we still need to say thank you?"

"No, it's better to see outside..."

"Congratulations to Aguero for scoring the [-]th goal in his Manchester City career, becoming the second youngest member of the [-]-goal club in the history of Manchester City, and also the second shortest player in the history of Manchester City to obtain this honor-the first is of course him Yang Feng beside him.

From 0 to 100, it took him more than three years, um, only two years more than Yang Feng.

Although he joined Manchester City two years later than Aguero, Yang Feng has scored 140 goals for Manchester City, surpassing Tommy Browell with 139 goals, ranking eighth in team history. Eric Brook, who is at the top of the list, has only 37 goals left.

Eric Brook scored 177 goals in 493 games, and Young, I doubt he can do that in [-] games..."

Manchester City's team history scorer list is almost all figures from the last century, more than half of the names have been grayed out, and almost none of them can be blurted out by fans. Various records are still easy to break.

The halftime was endless, 0-2, the faces of Manchester United fans were full of confusion, but the players on the field seemed to be activated, suddenly full of energy.

In fact, it was Manchester United who won this victory in the original history. The two sides scored 4-2. Although Aguero scored twice, he failed to prevent Manchester City from swallowing the bitter fruit of failure. With various butterfly effects coming, Manchester City's strength has greatly increased, but Manchester United has not been affected.

(End of this chapter)