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Chapter 632 So Bold

"The four rounds of penalty kicks have already been played, and the two sides drew again. Even if this game comes to a penalty shootout, it will still be close."

Sitting in the commentary room of San Siro, Liu Jianhong could not wait to come to the side of the cameraman on the field to witness this game that was destined to become a classic, but he had to withdraw his thoughts after Milan's No.5 penalty kicker stood at the penalty spot.

"Pato stood in front of the penalty spot. He scored twice in this game and he obviously gained Leonardo's trust."

No matter how many times the spotlight flickers and tens of thousands of people stare at him, Pato enjoys this feeling very much. Since he left Brazil and came to Milan, everything seems so natural.

Becoming the main player of the world's top giants, taking over the title of the first talent in the Rossoneri team, becoming a strong candidate for the European Golden Boy, and even falling in love with the club owner's daughter, everything is so beautiful.

Pato is not a person who likes to be jealous. He is optimistic and cherishes everything he has obtained now, but when everyone in the outside world keeps mentioning another person in your ears, he is better than you, more talented than you, more shining than you, and he has already compared with many giants in history at the same age as you.

It is impossible for this Brazilian genius, who has been expected by people since he was a child, and has not disappointed him, not to have a little thought of comparison. He wants to prove himself, at least prove his value in the match against the opponent.

It was this kind of determination that prompted him to explode with unprecedented strength in this game. The two goals scored twice were wonderful, but it was a pity that he failed to withstand Liu Feng's flat header in the last step.

Now, another chance is coming. Pato, standing in front of the penalty spot, wants to use a stunning performance to attract all attention to himself. He wants to tell everyone that he, wearing the red and black No. 7 jersey, is the most dazzling talent at the San Siro Stadium.

"Shh!!!"

"Pato, run up and swing your legs!"

A clumsy shot, this is definitely a very deceptive shot, at least Liu Jianhong and countless spectators who followed the camera to see this scene thought it would be a violent shot.

But is this really the case?

At the moment when Maurantanio in front of Piacenza saw Pato's posture, he immediately realized what kind of shot it would be.

For three years, from the day Liu Feng appeared in Piacenza's first team, Maurantagno started his dark training career. Before meeting Liu Feng, he never felt that the daily training with his teammates was more difficult than the game.

But he survived like this, scoring from sports, penalty kicks, and free kicks. As Liu Feng's shooting skills became more and more exquisite, Maurantanio's goalkeeping skills became more and more outstanding.

And this is why after Piacenza has come to Serie A from Serie B and started galloping in the Champions League, the original goalkeeper is still not eliminated.

Everyone will improve, and those who keep trying to move forward will always have good results.

"Spoon! Spoon penalty! The ball left Pato's feet and floated towards the middle!"

When this fake rubbing shot flew towards the middle of the goal in the attitude of a spoon, Tanio, who stopped his pistol in place with strong control, smiled. He has been fooled by Liu Feng countless times in training, this time, he will not be fooled by his opponent again.

"This, this..." Liu Jianhong had just finished yelling, and then he saw Maurantanio who was as immobile as a mountain: "It's incredible, Tanio didn't make any saves at all, he was firmly nailed in the middle, and caught the ball!"

Once the spoon penalty kick is successful, it can be called a classic, because it involves many psychological game contests, but when Tanio lightly confiscated the ball kicked by Pato, Pato's performance naturally failed.

Silence, long silence, except for Liu Feng who was the first to rush to Tanio to hug him, the entire Milan team and even the entire San Siro stadium were silent.

Pato's shot is good, very good, but Tanio's immobility is even more shocking. In the penalty shootout, it is really difficult to find a goalkeeper who does not make a save, let alone when the shooter moves so much.

"The chance, the chance to win, is here."

Liu Jianhong himself is not a fan of Milan. Although he was shocked by the contest between the shooter and the goalkeeper, he thought of another aspect more: "Pato missed the penalty kick and gave Piacenza a chance to make the final decision. A Feng has come to the penalty spot!!!" When Liu Feng stood in front of the penalty kick, all the eyes of the Piacenza people focused on him, and after he took a deep breath, he completely blocked the crazy boos of the Milan fans from his mind.

"Friends in the audience, I have to repeat a fact again, because it seems a little too incredible, that is, so far, Afeng's penalty kick rate after joining Piacenza is [-]%."

Although his career is still very short, and although there are not many opportunities to take penalty kicks, the [-]% hit rate can still explain many problems, that is, when Liu Feng stands in front of the penalty spot, he is a ruthless and cold killer.

The duel between Abbiati and Liu Feng became the focus of the audience, but the duel would not last too long. When the referee blew his whistle decisively again, Liu Feng moved.

"Afeng, run up, swing your legs, shoot!!!"

Liu Feng's run-up range is greater than Pato's, his leg swing is wider than Pato's, and his shooting posture is wilder than Pato's, but the ball flying from his feet has gone to another extreme.

"Spoon! Another spoon! So bold, another shot from a spoon! Abbiati has already thrown it..."

If the camera could zoom in infinitely at this moment, people would be able to read the despair in Abbiati's eyes. He jumped to his right and saw the ball flying lightly towards the middle in the air. Unfortunately, he couldn't touch the ball anyway.

"Shh!"

"Hush! Shh!!!"

The sound of the goal hitting the net, the sound of the end of the game, and the cheers of the Piacenza fans. A second later, the entire San Siro Stadium recovered from the shock.

The teammates behind Liu Feng rushed over, the substitute players rushed over, and Conte rushed over. They lifted their hero high and cheered away under the shocked and admiring eyes of the Milan players.

"The game is over, AC Milan lost 3-4 on penalties and their Coppa Italia campaign will come to an end."

The extreme of shock is calm, and the extreme of excitement is indifference. Liu Jianhong's tone suddenly softened at the moment. Facts speak louder than words, just like the shouts of countless Chinese fans screaming in front of the TV and computer at this moment-A Feng is awesome! ! !
　Chapter 2 here!thanks for your support! ! !

　　
　
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