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Chapter 16 The Powerless Rage of the Weak

Amidst the cheers of the Blue Fox fans, other Leicester City players also came to the two to celebrate the goal together.

While celebrating the goal, captain Wes Morgan did not forget to remind his teammates not to get too complacent:
"Well done guys! But don't get too excited, the game isn't over yet. Keep it up!"

It is worth mentioning that although center Nugent smiled and seemed to be listening to the captain's words, his heart was already turbulent.

In his opinion, if the diagonal ball just passed to him, he could also shoot the ball into the goal.

Recalling that when Ling Feng was knocked over by Brown from behind just now, he didn't go up to care immediately, Nugent immediately felt very annoyed and regretful.

If this continues, Ling Feng will not pass the ball to himself in the future, but only to Vardy, what should we do? !

That won't work!

Just when Nugent made up his mind silently, the head coach of Leeds United stood on the sidelines and shouted loudly at his players:
"Farke! What are you doing on the court?!"

"I told you to keep up with No. 23, don't let him pass the ball so easily!"

"Don't you understand?!"

Facing the coach's fury, the players of Leeds United just bowed their heads silently.

Many Leeds United players can only refute in their hearts:

"It's easy to say, the number 23 has retreated to the backcourt, how to follow? And he likes to kick the ball, how to defend?"

"Go ahead!"

After celebrating for almost half a minute, Ling Feng, whose black hair was ravaged into a bird's nest, walked out from the crowd of his teammates.

Looking around, looking at the fans of the home team who looked like wilted eggplants in the stands, Ling Feng suddenly smiled.

"Don't you like shushing? Why don't you shush now?!"

At this moment, a bold idea popped up in his mind.

Ling Feng came to the blue stands where the Leicester City fans were, opened his arms and raised his arms, as if to say to the fans:
"Be more excited! Louder!"

This encouraging move not only aroused even more enthusiastic cheers from the Leicester City fans, but also made the home fans wake up from being hit by the goal, turned into a cavity of anger, and shot the black-haired boy on the field directly .

"Fake squid!"

"Rubbish!"

"Little Bitch!"

Facing the harsh boos of Leeds United fans, all kinds of abuse with insulting words, and all kinds of debris thrown from the stands.

Ling Feng was smiling and seemed to be enjoying it.

To him it was nothing but the impotent rage of the weak,
It is the players on the court who can decide the direction of the game.

And he decided to score another goal for Leeds United to make these fans shut up completely! ! !

. . .

The score was already behind, and considering Michael Brown's physical fitness, he could not continue to maintain high-intensity pressure.

Also in order to prevent him from getting on top, he applied to the referee for a topaz God of War card, and the two yellows turned into one red, and he was sent off.

The Leeds United head coach took the opportunity to make substitutions.

"Leeds United made a substitution adjustment, replacing Michael Brown, who was carrying a yellow card, and replaced him"

"Three people have changed at once, and Leeds United are going to give it a try. But, is it too late?"

"Yes, if we had changed 5 minutes earlier and kept the energy and pressure in the midfield, maybe this goal by Leicester City would not have happened"

"Football is like this, the field changes rapidly, anything can happen"

"This is already the fourth assist for this youngster Ling Feng in nearly three games. The efficiency of averaging one assist per game is simply amazing!"

"Three games in a row with assists, and that's coming off the bench. If he'd gotten minutes from the start of the season, he'd probably be at the top of the assist chart."

sidelines.

Compared with the anxious Leeds United coach, Leicester City coach Pearson, who saw his disciples scoring goals, seemed particularly calm.

He just high-fived the assistant coach Walsh beside him, and then said with a little satisfaction:

"Steve, our tactics are working!"

"In these short ten minutes, his performance was impeccable!"

"If we let Ling start from the beginning and adopt a 4231 pass and control style of play, will our control be stronger?"

"Give it a try. Riyad Mahrez is more effective than Konoquet when he is on the right."

"Dell on the left is getting old, and his blasting ability on the side has declined greatly. We can move Konokite to the left, or just let him substitute."

"Except for the right winger, under this formation, there is only one single forward. Nugent and Vardy, who do you think can be competent?"

Hearing this, Walsh, who is an assistant coach and chief scout, touched his chin and replied immediately:

"Vardy is faster and has more flexible movement; while Nugent has stronger confrontation and better frontcourt fulcrum ability."

"Our set of tactics is implemented around Ling Feng as the core. Therefore, I personally think that we should choose players who have a better understanding with Ling Feng."

Listening to the words of the old man, Pearson looked at Vardy and Nugent on the field, nodded slightly, and showed a thoughtful look.
With a long whistle, the game resumed again.

After the kick-off in the center circle, Leeds United finally got the ball and organized an attack for the first time in a long time.

However, perhaps he was too impatient and the intention of passing the ball was too obvious, so when the midfielder made a long pass to find the forward, he was saved by a header from Leicester City captain Morgan.

The ball flew out, Brother Drinking Water stopped the ball with one chest, and once he stepped on the ball, he firmly controlled the ball.

"Danny!"

Hearing Ling Feng calling his name, Brother Drinking Water passed the ball without hesitation.

Seeing Ling Feng take the ball, there were deafening boos in the Elland Road Stadium.

However, this did not cause any trouble to Ling Feng. Instead, it gave him more motivation to pass the fatal pass that killed the game!
Michael Brown, who flagrantly fouled him, has been replaced.

The only targets of revenge were the tens of thousands of home team fans who booed him at Elland Road!

"Still booing me, right? I'll keep you from booing later!"

Without any hesitation, he directly passed a long pass over the top and hit the right back.

It was an extremely empty open space!

Mahrez, who started early, ran into this area slightly ahead of the full-back who was returning to defend.

Stretching out his left foot and stopping the ball firmly with the instep of his outside foot, he immediately ran with the ball towards Leeds United's penalty area!

However, under the frantic pursuit of Leeds United's left back, he was unable to cut inside and could only drive towards the baseline.

Just before the bottom line, Mahrez turned his head and glanced into the penalty area, then swiped with his right foot and sent an inverted triangle cross!
"Mahrez brought it to the bottom line and there was no room to shoot. What was he going to do?"

"Right foot. Passed the ball!"

Under the exclamation of the commentator, the ball rolled towards the penalty area at high speed.

At the same time, a blue figure has already outflanked it!

That black hair, and the incomparably calm expression.
It was Ling Feng who was inserted from behind!

(End of this chapter)