football world number one

Chapter 1287 Some Traditional

Unhurriedly, he ran into the goal again, this time Liu Feng made a subtle movement towards the goalkeeper sitting on the ground.

He shook his head slightly at the ugly goalkeeper with sharp eyes, then turned to face his teammates.

If this kind of competition is compared to two martial arts masters, then it can be simply summarized as that when Liu Feng has found Pantilimon's life, he no longer regards the other party as his equal opponent.

Sensing what was contained in Liu Feng's eyes, the young Pantilimon was shocked in his heart.

In an instant, the confidence accumulated throughout the game collapsed. Looking at the man's back again, Pantilimon, who was not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, finally felt the fear.

At the end of the regular time, the young goalkeeper finally felt the feeling of those goalkeepers who faced Liu Feng.

"The ball was firmly placed on the kick-off point again. From falling behind by two goals to equalizing the score, Afeng showed us his amazing psychological quality."

"The style of a general is not chaotic in times of danger. This is the courage a leader should have. Even in ancient times, Liu Feng would definitely be able to become a general who would make the enemy fearful."

What Zhan Jun said is just a hypothesis, he never imagined that even in the modern football field, Liu Feng has already accomplished this.

When stoppage time was raised on the sidelines, the Manchester City fans at home were somewhat dissatisfied.

If it was stoppage time just before Liu Feng scored, maybe their performance would be completely opposite.

Because of this game, the referee only gave 2 minutes of stoppage time, which surprised the two commentators.

"Regular time has run out, and 2 minutes is not enough for the two teams to do anything, but the Manchester City players still quickly stood on the serving position."

Dzeko, who has lost his sense of presence since the second half, once again stood in front of the serving point with his partner Adam Johnson. His eyes were fixed on Liu Feng, and his eyes were full of reluctance to admit defeat.

When the whistle sounded, the ball was passed back to Hargreaves through Dzeko, and it was quickly given to Nasri.

Just when everyone thought that Manchester City's offense would start from the old Gunners again, the ball was directly distributed again.

"Nasri, kicked the ball diagonally. The ball was very fast. Adam Johnson got the ball. Facing Wilshere's pressing, he didn't panic at all. With a side push, Dzeko took the ball~ and hit the goal!!!"

It was a sudden shot. The position was in the middle of Arsenal's midfield. Alexander Song, who was about to come to Dzeko, felt a gust of wind rubbing against his ears and flew out.

It was quite tit-for-tat. Watching the ball go high into the sky, the Blue Moon fans at the Ittihad were all blown up.

"boom!!!"

"A super long lob shot, Dzeko! He directly chose to hit the goal after observing that Fabianski's position was a little behind."

"The goalkeeper kept falling back, and Fabianski's speed won him a chance to save, jumping high to catch the ball with both hands!"

At that moment, time was frozen between Fabianski's hands.

Until the next moment, a dull voice sounded from between the hands of the gunman's goalkeeper. The rain had stopped, and a rainbow hung over the stadium.

And Fabianski, who was holding the ball and landed steadily, became the hero of all Gunners at this moment.

"Hold the ball firmly! Fantastic save, Fabianski showed his ability to save the high-altitude ball."

"Shit!"

Mancini on the sidelines angrily kicked over the sports drink beside his feet.

It was a blow to the morale of the Manchester City team as a whole after a steady victory but had to go into overtime at this moment.

"Putting the ball directly to the defender next to him, the smile on Fabianski's face is very bright."

As the sun returned and Arsenal's half of the pitch faced the sun, time finally ran out when Phil Jones pushed the ball over.

"Shhhhhh!!!"

"The final whistle sounded, a wonderful performance, Arsenal successfully dragged the game into overtime with Liu Feng's two-footed lob shot."

Tired bodies and soaked jerseys can't stop the excitement of the Gunners at this moment.

After the referee signaled for a 5-minute break to start overtime, they surrounded their captains and came to the professor who was waiting on the sidelines.

While enjoying the treatment of the substitutes and assistants quickly wiping down with towels, everyone gathered around Wenger and watched him excitedly.

"Boys, you did a very good job. You smiled and patted Liu Feng on the shoulder next to you. I think your captain should have more to say than me."

No tactical adjustments were made, and even the formation did not change. The professor directly gave Liu Feng the right to speak.

"Well, well, it's very simple. The goalkeeper on the opposite side is not good at high-altitude balls. In the next game, we can conduct as many high-altitude bombings as possible."

Liu Feng didn't think the professor couldn't see this, but whether it was Wenger who discovered it through his two-foot lob or whether the professor realized it before he found it, he had no way of knowing.

"Yes, this is a very important point, so my adjustment is also very simple, Song, you continue to play the defensive midfielder, and Ramsey and Wilshere move forward."

After simply adjusting the tactical board in his hand and showing it to the players for a week, Arsenal's formation was adjusted to 4132.

"Giroux, next your range of activities will be locked near the penalty area, ready for a high-altitude ball competition at any time."

As early as after Giroud was replaced, the professor had already had the idea of ​​adjusting the team's tactics to high-altitude ball bombing.

Although he has always been obsessed with passing and controlling, he doesn't mind winning the game in the right way. Now it's time for some traditional Premier League play.

"Understand Boss!"

"Okay, cheer up, we still have 10 minutes to tell your opponents what a real shooter is!"

"Roar!!!"

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The short 5 minutes passed quickly, and the two teams once again exchanged half-court and stood still on the court. The coaches of both sides stared at the court with serious faces.

Like Wenger's final encouragement, Manchester City also received Mancini's chicken soup at the last moment. They were already ashamed of being so equalized by Arsenal, and their eyes were on fire after their re-emergence.

"Shh!!!"

"Okay, both teams seem to be in good spirits, so the overtime of this game will officially start, let us look forward to who will be the final winner!"

After each half, the fight started again. With the intensive development, countless fans who watched the game were excited.

The game between Manchester City and Arsenal was even called the final of this season's League Cup in advance after the game.

　Chapter 2 here!Thank you for your great support! ! !

　　
　
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