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Chapter 315 In ancient times, two peaches killed three sages, but now one ball kills three sages
"GOAL!!!!!! Cristiano scored with a header and Real Madrid made it 1-2 before the end of the first half!"

"C Ronaldo can really dance! Neither Van Dijk nor Cancelo can do anything!"

Cristiano Ronaldo rushed to the sidelines, and the Real Madrid fans were finally elated, and they uttered a long "SIU" in conjunction with him.

Van Dyke and Cancelo looked at each other helplessly and shrugged, with an expression of "we can't really blame us".

For the first time, Yang Feng, who witnessed the goal, felt that he had two attributes that were so dazzling.

Bounce: Salas (S);
Header: Zamorano (S).

Although both are only S, their air combat ability is already top-notch in the world. At least among the opponents he has encountered so far, he has never felt that his jumping is not enough or his header is not strong enough when he is the same height.

It wasn't until I watched Ronaldo's ball just now that I knew what the real air supremacy looks like.

admired.

I have to say that although the various attributes of the pinnacle Ronaldo are quite explosive, there is really nothing that Yang Feng likes. Whether it is long-range shots, free kicks or speed, they are not irreplaceable. My dear friend estimates that it is really the only one in history.

Shortly after Ronaldo celebrated, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half.

The Bernabéu stadium, which was originally a bit heavy, was revitalized because of Ronaldo's goal at the last moment of the first half, and the oppression from all directions could be felt in the locker room.

Pellegrini did not have any negative emotions because the team conceded a goal at the last moment, but praised everyone's performance.

"Great job guys, we fought the pressure, we showed the world the best of ourselves, we're going to win it all!"

"It's still early, Boss, this is only the fourth round of the group stage," Akun said, "Our goal is to win three consecutive championships!"

"Three consecutive championships?" Yang Feng glanced at him disdainfully, "Can you have something to do?"

"Okay, ask the best players in Europe, what should we aim for?"

Yang Feng did not speak, but stretched out his hands and ten fingers, and compared the word "ten" horizontally and vertically. After the comparison, he remembered that this word was in Chinese. Friends of the crooked fruit pot couldn't understand it at all, so they could only explain: "At least ten." crown!"

"..."

This is the first time Yang Feng has revealed his ambition, and everyone immediately looked at him like an idiot, even the little fan Sane looked at him with a trace of pity.

How can such a big handsome boy go crazy at such a young age...

Naturally, no one took this seriously, even Yang Feng felt a little exaggerated as a wall hanging, but while joking, everyone couldn't help but think about it.

What if... it comes true?
Pellegrini was quite satisfied with Yang Feng's ability to adjust the atmosphere. He only emphasized that he continued to play like this in the second half and walked out of the locker room.

Everyone started to do their own thing, but Silva suddenly took a serious look at Yang Feng and said firmly, "I believe in you."

Yang Feng pretended to be stupid, "What?"

"Champions Cup Ten Champions!"

He is still a bit sensible, and he didn't dare to say ten consecutive championships, but that serious look has already made Tintin on the other side a little bit of a toothache.

Yep, another crazy one...

They were playing and laughing and having a good time, but the locker room of the home team was full of chills that were about to meet the enemy's bayonet.

After playing, the temperament contrast between the two sides is also quite obvious.

The Real Madrid players all had serious faces and murderous looks, but the Manchester City players looked relaxed and smiled casually.

"Okay, audience friends, everyone is welcome back. The second half of the game has begun. Let us look forward to more exciting confrontations between the two sides..."

"Neither coach made any changes to the lineup... Well, no, Bale was called to Ancelotti's side. I don't know what he was telling him. He may be playing soon."

"...Look at this ball! Cristiano Ronaldo dribbled the ball... ouch, took it away... Manchester City's counterattack! Chilwell played the ball quickly, Cross pulled the ball and turned to get rid of it. Instead of going forward immediately, he gave Kante, Kante with the ball in the middle..."

Kante soon ushered in Yaya Toure's sniper, but he passed the ball from Yaya Toure's crotch quite decisively.

Yang Feng pulled the ball and turned around. Just as he got rid of Casemiro, he was pulled to the ground from behind by him.

"Beep!"

Yang Feng was a carp and flew straight up from the ground. Before Casemiro figured out what was going on, Yang Feng had already held the ball down and kicked it out quickly.

"Hahaha, Yang Feng's carp is quite smooth... Quickly serve a free kick! Silva received the ball and passed it diagonally to De Bruyne. De Bruyne looked for Silva again. Silva passed into the penalty area. Ah Guerro and Yang Feng played two to one, and Aguero was shoveled to the ground by Ramos! Huh? Didn’t he blow it? The ball didn’t blow it?!”

Aguero and Yang Feng dropped Varane and went straight to the goal. Ramos, who came in a hurry, rushed over with a cross tackle.

He accelerated to pass, but his left foot was still lightly rubbed by Ramos.

This was not obvious, but it still made Akun lose his balance and fell into the penalty area.

The expected whistle did not sound.

Just as Akun raised his head in confusion, the football was already held in Navas' arms.

He immediately jumped up and ran towards the referee angrily. Unexpectedly, the referee moved faster than him, and raised a yellow card high.

Flip!

"Flop?!"

"Shh!"

"Black whistle! Black whistle!"

Yang Feng didn't see clearly whether Ramos kicked Akun or not, but as long as he had a brain, he could figure it out. Akun's kick has passed, and he can shoot in the next step. There is no need to play such a play again. .

Just as he was about to step forward to argue, Navas had already kicked the ball out with a big kick.

Ronaldo showed off his inhuman bounce again, and gave the ball to Modric at a height that could almost fly over Kanter's head.

Modric pulled the ball back, suddenly picked up the ball after Ronaldo ran forward, and hit the ball directly to the top of Manchester City's penalty area.

"Modric passed the ball over the top, Van Dijk's top... It can't be considered a top, it can only be said that the pass is too clever!"

The football almost fell off Van Dijk's hair, and Ronaldo then killed him.

Open the bow and set the arrow, and shoot furiously!

Benzema immediately bent his waist and squatted down on the spot.

On the contrary, Kompany rubbed against the football with his chest out, but unfortunately he felt lonely.

Oblak threw himself across the body, but failed to touch the ball.

"Oh!"

The football hit the crossbar and bounced into the net.

"Buzz!"

The entire Bernabéu exploded on the spot, and at first glance, it was a vast expanse of whiteness, like an avalanche. The next second, cheers that seemed to be able to burst the eardrums came from all directions.

Yang Feng stopped Aguero who wanted to trouble the referee.

He already has a yellow card on him, and if he continues to make trouble, it will be himself who will suffer.

Akun said something aggrieved, but unfortunately there was too much noise at the scene, and Yang Feng didn't hear a word.

He could only hold Akun's shoulder, shook it vigorously, and then pointed to Real Madrid's goal.

Akun took two deep breaths, then nodded.

Yang Feng let go of his hand this time, and patted him on the shoulder again, and the two walked back to the midfield side by side.

Kompany went to the referee to negotiate, and as expected, he received a card...

"Kompani was a little emotional and was warned by the referee with a yellow card, but Aguero's ball was really wronged. The slow motion showed that Ramos did hit his foot. This should be a red dot package!"

Real Madrid's celebration will not end in a short while, everyone waits silently after setting up their formations.

Anger brewed in silence.

None of them knew whether Aguero was wronged, but everyone believed in Aguero.

The game started again. Seeing the hope of overtaking, Real Madrid played more aggressively. Manchester City suffered a dumb loss and naturally played a little more impolitely.

Ancelotti finally put Bell on the field and replaced Ronaldo.

Bell was probably suffocated off the court, and he exploded with all his strength when he came up. Unfortunately, he happened to meet the angry Manchester City, and he hit the muzzle of the gun as soon as he exploded.

"...It's Modric again! Very good, control the rhythm, your striker has already gone up, pass it diagonally to Bell! Bell eats Welchier raw! He was dragged down! Another yellow card?"

Welchier stood up and patted his butt as if he hadn't seen the yellow card in the referee's hand.

Bell got up, and as soon as he put the ball in place, Ronaldo walked over.

It is not far from the goal, but the position is very biased and it is not easy to play, but it is clear that both Bell and Ronaldo think they can do it.

I don't know how the two discussed it. In the end, Bell walked into the restricted area depressed.

Cristiano Ronaldo stood in front of the football, put on the iconic compass foot, stepped back and kicked the goal, kicking the ball directly out of the baseline.

Five minutes later, almost in the same position, this time it was Kanter, a relentless slider that knocked Dasheng to the ground.

The referee didn't play a card this time, but warned Kanter a few words, and Kanter just pretended he didn't see it.

Bell was completely dumbfounded.

Why the hell are you all aiming at me?
What about Benzema?Come out and take the blame!

Although depressed, but fortunately Ronaldo didn't come out and robbed him this time. Bell finally got his first shot after playing.

It's a pity that it's not much better than Ronaldo's, and it hit the wall directly.

Real Madrid's revenge came quickly.

In the 63rd minute, in almost the same position as when Bell was fouled just now, De Bruyne was brought down by Yaya Toure, who also liked to mention a yellow card.

De Bruyne thoughtfully helped Yang Feng set the ball up, and then watched the show with his arms around his shoulders.

"...Does this count as on-site teaching?"

"Come out, come out, Yang Feng's small classroom has started."

"C Ronaldo: What's the matter with the sudden panic?"

Yang Feng backed up all the way, and directly withdrew from a run-up distance that made people shudder.

Whistle, run-up, fire!
The football flew directly towards the wall.

All the Real Madrid fans couldn't help but feel anxious, and then they were overjoyed again.

If you play so straight, you will definitely be blocked... right?

"GOAL!!! Yang scored directly from a free kick! 2-3, Manchester City surpassed the score again!"

"A rock-shattering super world wave! The football passed through the gap in the human wall, and it looked as if it directly pierced the human wall. The picture is too shocking!"

The football passed between Casemiro and Yaya Toure, and the height was so mysterious that both of them couldn't help but shudder, and then they were glad that they didn't touch the ball.

As for Keylor, he didn't even know how the ball got in.

Yang Feng ran to the sidelines, took off his jersey, threw it fiercely into the sky, and then fell heavily on the ground.

"...the 20th free kick in his career. Although it is still far from Juninho's record, Yang Feng still has a long time to surpass it. I believe he will be able to break the Brazilian's record before he retires." record."

"The speed of this ball reached an astonishing 160 kilometers per hour. Navas should be grateful that he did not throw this ball."

"There are about 10 minutes left in the game, Real Madrid still have a chance!"

Real Madrid also believed that they still had a chance. Immediately after the start of the game, they pressed forward aggressively.

It's a pity that the momentum cannot be turned into a goal, it is destined to be just a bluff.

On the other hand, Manchester City, after taking the lead again, started to fight again, and every time they secretly carried out sneak attacks.

Obviously, they were passing each other back and forth in the last second, which made the fans worry about whether they would pass the ball into their own goal, but in the next second, a sudden long pass or a through pass directly penetrated the defense line, making people It is hard to guard against.

The game soon came to No. 70 minutes. Ancelotti couldn't calm down anymore. He stood up and walked around. Just about to turn his head to look at the bench and find a player who can be replaced, the situation on the field changed again.

De Bruyne and Kroos played monkeys in the midfield. When Yaya Toure was playing Yaya Toure and was about to explode, Kroos suddenly kicked a 30-meter-long straight ball to the ground.

Yang Feng speeded up in an instant, passed Casemiro, and dribbled the ball straight to the Real Madrid goal.

Varane and Ramos hurried forward to meet them, but Yang Feng raised his right foot without hesitation as soon as he stepped into the penalty area, and shot a burst shot at the upper right corner of the goal.

Ramos stretched out his hand subconsciously.

"Oh!"

"what!"

"Beep!"

The first sound was the sound of a football hitting the hand, the second sound was Ramos' scream, and the third sound was of course the referee's whistle.

"Handball in the penalty area! Ramos blocked Yang's shot with his hand, and he should get a red card."

Ramos no longer cares about red cards, he only cares about whether his hand is broken.

The home fans applauded the captain's bravery one after another, but they didn't know that his captain was so regretful now.

The referee showed no mercy for his pain, holding up a red card while reaching for the penalty spot.

"It's time to come. Aguero's penalty kick was stolen, and Yang Feng helped him get it back."

"Yellow card for Aguero, yellow card for Kompany, yellow card for Welchier, yellow card for Yaya Toure, red card for Ramos, this game was far more intense than we thought."

"Ramos is in pain, it doesn't look like... Huh? What is Toure doing?"

Yaya Toure rushed up from the midfield, ran directly to the referee, and said something excitedly.

Some of the others were looking after Ramos, while others watched all this indifferently.

Yaya Toure didn't know whether he had a deep relationship with Ramos or he didn't want to lose to Manchester City again. His face became distorted with excitement. The referee didn't know if he was frightened, so he quickly took out a topaz card and suppressed the shock .

"... Yaya Toure was shown a second yellow card for protesting, Real Madrid made it worse, and added two layers!"

"Ancelotti also has an opinion? Well, it is really difficult for him not to have an opinion. After all, a penalty kick and two red cards, the price is too high... Wait, well, it is three red cards, Ancelotti He was also sent off the field."

"I don't know if Mourinho is watching this game. If so, he must have a lot of ideas to communicate with Ancelotti, because he was also sent to the stands in the Premier League matchup."

"Although Yang Feng missed the goal with this shot, he kicked two players and a coach off the opponent, and even got a penalty. It should be regarded as the most expensive shot in the history of the Champions League."

Three people were sent off all at once, and of course the home fans quit, and the harsh boos rushed towards the referee.

Who knew that just 10 minutes ago, they considered him as one of their own.

The referee was so stubborn that he not only ignored the boos from the audience, but seeing that Ancelotti was still reluctant to leave, he immediately stepped forward and urged him loudly.

On the other side, Ramos was also carried out of the field on a stretcher, and Vala kept scolding his mother inwardly.

You are so fucking relieved, what should I do?
After arguing for a long time, the home fans not only did not intend to calm down, but the boos became louder and louder.

The referee was unmoved, and pointed to the penalty spot, signaling Manchester City to start quickly.

Yang Feng pushed A Kun, "Go, they owe you."

Akun nodded. This penalty kick did not use any tricks. After the whistle sounded, he almost used all his strength to shoot.

Keylor Navas guessed the direction correctly, but still couldn't recover, the football flew into the goal before he could pounce.

2-4.
The big picture is set.

(End of this chapter)