football world number one

Chapter 1007 It's a matter of human effort
"Whoever makes it takes the penalty. Hernandez stood in front of the penalty spot. This player has been very active since his debut, and now he has created this crucial penalty for the team."

The Red Devils did not discuss for a long time who would take the penalty kick. When Xiao Wandou stood in front of the penalty spot, Liu Feng had just walked off the field.

"We are red devils, we are invincible, ho! ho! ho!"

At this moment, the entire Theater of Dreams could only hear the singing of Manchester United fans, and their neat drum beating kept beating the hearts of every player on the field.

"Shh!"

"Hernandez starts the run-up, hits the goal!!!"

"Oh!"

This was a penalty kick won by speed. Hernandez didn't have the heart of Liu Feng. He chose the way he was best at taking the penalty.

"The ball flew straight to the left of the goal. Fabianski judged the right direction and made a sideways save! He got the ball with his fingers!"

Zhan Jun's voice became louder when Fabianski actually dialed the ball, but after that, the emotions between him and countless Chinese fans went down.

"Hey, it didn't completely change the direction of the ball, and the broken line happened and continued to fly towards the left post of the goal."

From the angle of the camera at this moment, what people see is the route of the ball flying towards the goal after a slight refraction.

However, is Fabianski's extreme interference really useless?
"Ding!"

It was a crisp knocking sound, the sound was so slight, but it hit the hearts of the Manchester United fans who had just rushed into the penalty area like a heavy hammer.

"The ball hit the post, slowed down, it stopped on the goal line!!! Fabianski turned and pressed it under him, and he hit the penalty!"

"..."

The one-second silence belonged to the Manchester United fans. They watched the scene on the field in disbelief, wondering if this was their home stadium.

Then, another second later, another frenzied sound rang out.

"Arsenal! Arsenal! Arsenal!"

"Roar~~~Roar~~~Arsenal is invincible!"

The more than [-] Arsenal fans present were crazy, because just after Fabianski made the ball, the referee directly blew the whistle to end the game.

"3-2! Arsenal defeated Manchester United in the away game. This was a thrilling duel, and in the end the Gunners had the last laugh!"

"Ha ha!"

Liu Feng had just walked to the entrance of the player's tunnel. When he saw Fabianski finally put the penalty under him, he waved his right hand vigorously excitedly.

Some of the Arsenal players closest to him rushed over and hugged him tightly.

"Afeng's red card is worth it. He won the key three points for the team. The point difference between them and Manchester United has gone from 5 points to 8 points. This is very important for them to maintain the first place in the league."

In a season, there are two kinds of teams that cannot easily lose points, one is the relegation team that must compete for points, and the other is the championship team that is aspiring to the championship.

Because you never know when your opponent will overtake in a corner, the best way is to always hold the initiative in your own hands.

"Victory belongs to Arsenal and every Gun fan!"

The game was over, the players on the field of the two teams were exhausted, the two sides did not communicate any more and walked off the field, only a few familiar players got together and chatted.

As for Liu Feng, he had already returned to the locker room.

However, according to the post-match selection, although he received a red card, Liu Feng, who presented two shots and one pass, still won the MVP of the game.

His MVP trophy was finally carried by Wenger to the dressing room, where the coveted players celebrated around the hero of the game.

As much as Manchester United fans hated Liu Feng in this game, then Arsenal fans love him as much, and so do the players.

"Maple! Maple! Maple!"

When Liu Feng was surrounded by the players, the loneliness of being replaced by a red card gradually dissipated on his face.

Anyway, they won.

After the game, the Arsenal bus left Old Trafford as badly as it arrived.

It was not until they completely left the streets of the city that the ears of the Gunners players became quiet.

"call……"

The Gunners players who have played the entire game have time to rest until now.

Soon, everyone in the car fell asleep.

When they returned to London, it was completely dark, and Wenger woke up the team members in the car one by one, indicating that they would have a day off tomorrow.

The team members naturally happily agreed, and then disbanded on the spot in the parking lot.

"Feng, you can take a good rest for the next period of time."

Wenger greeted Liu Feng before he left. After a red card, Liu Feng was doomed to miss the next league game, and it happened to give this young player who was almost always full attendance a holiday.

The Champions League group stage is over, and the FA Cup and Carabao Cup will not start until next month, and suddenly the Gunners' schedule has relaxed again.

"Understood the coach."

Originally, Liu Feng had nothing to do during this time, so he readily agreed to the professor's request.

After returning home, Liu Feng went to bed early and had a rare sleep in the next morning.

On the afternoon of the second day of the holiday, Liu Feng went to his own taekwondo training class to continue his studies. Now he can be said to have made rapid progress, which made Gilles, who was training him one-on-one, feel emotional again.

He had to admit that with Liu Feng's comprehension ability and physical fitness, no matter what sports he participated in, he could achieve something.

"Feng, I think you can prepare for the grading test next time. I think you can get the black belt certification in less than a year."

"it is good."

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Liu Feng was really tired after an afternoon of kicking training.

After taking over the test subjects that Gilles handed over and making an appointment with him to conduct the test next week, the two parted ways.

After returning home, taking advantage of the fact that it was not too late in China, Liu Feng also had a phone call with his mother and grandparents, and the few of them naturally exchanged pleasantries.

Counting the days, Liu Feng suddenly thought that next week seems to be Yuan Xiao's birthday, and that day seems to be just after the next round of the league.

After not needing to play, Liu Feng had more time to prepare for this matter.

For a moment, like countless men who were worried about what their girlfriends and wives liked, Liu Feng couldn't help but feel a headache.

As night fell, the lights of thousands of houses were already on. At this moment, Liu Feng fell into sweet troubles.

　Chapter 1 here!Working overtime at the end of the month is inhumane, and there is no overtime pay, which is heartbreaking and uncomfortable...

　　
　
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