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Chapter 338 Ling Feng's Counterattack

"Grandma's, it's just a little bit, just a little bit to the right."

"Grass, if it was me that ball just now, I would have moved forward a little bit, so I can be more confident."

"Li Rong, I didn't hit you. Even if you stand in front of the goal, you may not be able to hit the ball in."

"Chen Long, what do you mean, am I that bad!"

Looking at the lively comments in the group about the ball just now, Yang Luo couldn't get enough of it.

"Ling Feng's position is just right for shooting. Going forward, I'm afraid he won't even have a chance to shoot." Just as Yang Luo was about to evaluate, Teacher Li came out and said something.

With this sentence, the group suddenly became quiet. On the field, the opportunity to shoot is very precious. The stronger the opponent, the less chance to shoot. But facing Turkey, it is very rare to create a chance to shoot, so Ling Feng handled it very well. Not bad.

After reading Teacher Li's introduction, everyone understood.

Yang Luo was very relieved. No matter what time, Teacher Li's opinions and explanations were very good. It was not a simple matter to calm everyone's impetuous mood at this time. But Teacher Li did it, which is really amazing. people admire.

"Okay, okay, everyone, stop talking nonsense and watch the game carefully." Nana's words made everyone quiet again and continued to watch the game.

After Ling Feng's goal, the entire Turkish team became more cautious. No matter how they handled the ball or changed tactics, they were very cautious. It was completely two teams from the beginning.

"Everyone is responsible for the people in your positions, and defend carefully." Li Ming also saw the change in the opponent, stood up early, and shouted from the sidelines.

Every player in the Chinese team is also very serious. They have already felt the changes in their opponents, and the strong aura of the opponent gradually permeated the entire court. Every Chinese player.

"Here we come, everyone, look." Andy suddenly pointed at the screen and shouted.

Turkey's offense was so fast that people couldn't react. When Yang Luo saw the screen, the opponent had already attacked the Chinese team's half.

The opponent's midfielder has a very strong ability to control the ball. He got rid of two Chinese players in a row and passed the ball quickly.

The opposing player received the ball, passed the defender continuously, and rushed to the bottom. Just when everyone thought the opponent would make a pass from the bottom, the opponent unexpectedly dunked lightly, passed the defensive player who was rushing up, and passed the ball to the goalkeeper. out of the restricted area.

Seeing this, Sandro shook his head, "It's dangerous."

This sentence instantly depresses the air in the dormitory, and Yang Luo can also see that since the Turkish attack, the players of the Chinese team have been very stiff physically, and their defense is not in place, which is very weak.

The penalty area was full of people. After a Turkish teenager took the ball, he stepped on several bicycles in the penalty area. The Chinese players were very cautious. They did not dare to take a step in the penalty area. Seeing that there was no chance, the young player put The ball was passed back quickly, and there was a huge problem with this return pass.

"No, there are too many people, blocking the goalkeeper's sight." Sandro shouted.

Yang Luo hurriedly looked, and sure enough, Nie Long was blocked by a group of people and was trying to find his vision.

"Bang" at this moment, the return pass was directly blasted back and flew directly to the corner of the goal.

The ball was powerful and heavy. The opponent had already calculated that there were many people in the penalty area, blocking the goalkeeper's sight.

Seeing the ball fly into the net, a red figure rushed up quickly, punching the ball and flying it out.

"what"

With a roar, Nie Long punched the ball away with a powerful punch, and the ball flew directly to the midfield.

There were constant surprises in the audience. It is simply not easy for this goalkeeper to save such a dangerous shot.

The Turkish players also didn't react for a long time, and the goal that must be scored was blocked.

But when everyone was still silent in the complex emotions of being shot just now, thunderous shouts erupted from the other side of the stadium.

Ling Feng, it's Ling Feng again.

Ling Feng took advantage of the vacancy in the opponent's backcourt and quickly organized a counterattack after receiving the ball.

There were only three players in Turkey's defense. Ling Feng reacted quickly, took the ball in the midfield and attacked quickly. Facing the three defenders, he rushed forward without hesitation.

"boom"

There was only a muffled sound on the court. Facing the defender, Ling Feng slammed the ball towards the opponent's side, and his body quickly turned around from the other side.

"So fast, so fast, too fast." Andy looked at and shouted in surprise.

Ling Feng's speed was astonishingly fast. From being behind to overtaking, it took less than 2 seconds to catch up with the ball directly in front of his opponent.

"Wow, that's awesome," Andy exclaimed excitedly.

"He was too courageous to use the human ball to pass." Sandro said softly.

Yang Luo looked at the screen and found that Ling Feng's strength had become stronger than before, and this time he was much stronger, he was no longer the Ling Feng in the Campus Cup.

"Turkey is very strong, and this strength has deeply affected the players in your country, so someone must stand up at this time, and only by standing up to break the deadlock can the situation be reversed." Sandro continued to play his good analysis and said .

That's right, there is indeed a very passive situation on the court now. In the entire Chinese team, every player's actions are very rigid, as if they are bound. If it goes on for a long time, someone will break the goal. At this time, there must be a A savior appeared, and could this savior be him?

"Wow, 17 passed another person." Andy yelled again.

Ling Feng turned around quickly and passed another defender.

Seeing Ling Feng facing a defender, the Turkish player finally rushed up with a sliding shovel.

Ling Feng stopped the ball immediately, and after the opponent's body flew over and stopped, Ling Feng deftly diverted the ball to one side, dodged it and faced the goalkeeper directly.

Passing past three people in a row, facing the goalkeeper single-handedly, whether he succeeds or not depends on this moment.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, and everyone began to hold their breath, anticipating Ling Feng's next performance.

Even through the screen, Yang Luo could feel that the atmosphere was too tense.

"bang"

It was done overnight, Ling Feng shot furiously in the small penalty area, and the ball flew directly into the net.

Although the goalkeeper flew to save, but the distance was too close, the ball still failed to keep.

"Go in, finally go in."

After Ling Feng scored a goal, he shouted desperately. He roared loudly, the blood vessels and veins all over his body were bulging, it was too depressing, and he really held it in for too long.

He wants to vent himself with goals.

At this time, Ling Feng seemed to be a god of war landing on the Olympic stadium. He was a god, he was a savior, and the balance of victory finally began to tilt.

(End of this chapter)