football world number one

Chapter 727 Goal, champion!
This night was a night of excitement and joy for the Piacenza fans, but for the Piacenza team members, it seemed very peaceful.

After attending a simple post-match press conference with Conte, Liu Feng also returned home soon.

After making a casual dinner and taking a bite, he lay on the bed directly after packing up. The intensity of today's game may not be strong, but being marked by several people every time is still a very exhausting thing for Liu Feng.

That night, Liu Feng fell into a deep sleep after a while, without a dream all night.

In the early morning of the next day, riding his little electric donkey, Liu Feng set off from the villa area directly to the training base. When he arrived, Conte and his coaching staff had already arrived.

After saying hello to Conte who was discussing the training content of the day, Liu Feng went into the locker room and changed his clothes.

April in Piacenza is when the climate is the most comfortable. Both the temperature and the humidity of the air are very suitable for exercise. After changing his clothes, Liu Feng couldn't wait to take a ball and play on the court.

Later, Gan Suo and Nainggolan, who were closer to the training base, also arrived one after another. After changing their clothes, they also joined Liu Feng one after another.

The players continued to enter the field one after another, and soon, before the time stipulated by Conte, everyone had arrived.

"Shh!"

As Conte blew the assembly whistle in his mouth, everyone formed a semicircle and stood in front of Conte, holding a folder and scanning the mental state of the players. Conte was quite satisfied.

"Very good, you are all in good spirits. The amount of training this morning will not be too much. I need you to quickly get out of the fatigue after yesterday's game. Let's start warming up now."

"Good coach!"

The intensity of recovery training is only about [-]% of the intensity of daily training. Many items have been reduced. The players can cope with this kind of training very easily. Without Conte's supervision, everyone's training status is quite good this morning.

In the afternoon, Conte did not continue to arrange training. After everyone warmed up for a short time, he directly divided the players into red and blue teams for confrontation.

"One goal and one circle, as long as you lose the ball, you need to run, so if you don't want to run until the end of training, it's best to cheer me up!"

Conte, wearing a green training shirt with a whistle around his neck, stood in the middle of the half-reduced stadium: "Before the game against Rome, there will be two training games like this. Your performance will be directly related to whether you can enter the squad."

"boom……"

There is nothing more irritating than not being able to enter the big list, and the players quickly corrected their attitudes.

However, the blue team where Piacenza's main defensive players are located can't resolve the frown at the moment, because their opponent is officially the team's main striker combination.

Not to mention the threat of Gilardino and Aubameyang, just Liu Feng, who had already disturbed them during the previous training, and Scarpelli was about to cry.

"coach……"

"Okay! Stop talking nonsense, the game begins! Hush!!!"

Without waiting for the players to say anything, Conte, who was holding his sharpest spear to sharpen his shield, naturally would not listen to Scarpelli's protests about fairness.

In fact, with Liu Feng's leading striker now gaining momentum, Piacenza's top-heavy problem has become more and more serious. Compared with having a Dinghaishenzhen offensive combination, there is obviously no leader who can stand out on the backline.

This point is fine when Piacenza is playing against ordinary or even powerful teams, but if it is really against a rich team with full firepower, it may really be a problem.

Now that the league is almost over, Conte naturally has no solution to signing in. He can only hope that his own rear can grow up quickly under the constant sling by Feng.

As for the results of this training match, it is obvious that it is difficult for the blue team without a main forward to score goals. With the full cooperation of Gilardino and Aubameyang, Liu Feng easily staged a hat-trick in the 10-minute training match.

While Miranda and Scarpelli tried their best to block, the three forwards seized the breakthrough point from the two wings. Piacenza's left and right full-backs, who have never been noticed by people, performed extremely poorly in this training match.

Whether it's Aubameyang's speed crushing, or Liu Feng's dribbling to face the pincers of the two, the performances of Westley and Wolfer on the left and right can be described as nightmare.

Conte frowned and rubbed his temples after the blue team started the three-lap penalty. The only thing he is grateful for now is that in the next game against Roma, the opponent is not a team that is known for attacking from the side.

As for Bayern's world-renowned Franck Ribery combination, it is not within the scope of Conte's consideration at all. What he has to deal with now is to lead the team to eliminate the Roma team that has been looking for bad luck this season and reach the final when they are 1-2 behind.

In the next two days, the focus of Piacenza's training was no longer on how to play a sharp attack. All the defensive players of the team began to conduct special training for the problems in the training game under the leadership of Kong himself.

The day before the arrival of the Roma team, in another training match, apart from Liu Feng hitting the ball with a kick from the top of the penalty area, the blue team finally did not concede any more goals.

At least in the face of Roma, Conte has some confidence in the team's defense.

"The score of the first round must be very clear to you. We are behind. Don't expect an away goal to give us a big advantage. All I want in tomorrow's game is victory!"

"..."

In the conference room, the players listened quietly to the speech of their coach. Conte, who was standing in front of the players, was full of energy at the moment: "I am satisfied with your state these few days. So, this time we are playing in a formation of 433."

With a touch of the sensor pen in hand, a brand new lineup appeared on the projection screen.

"Feng, Alberto, and Aubameyang are the three forwards, and Ramirez, Paul, and Racha are the three midfielders. Note that the positions of the three of you are parallel this time. In terms of offense and defense, I require you The three midfielders all advance and retreat together."

"Understand the coach!"

"As for the defense, Westeri, Miranda, Scarpelli and Vitale started, Puggioni was the starting goalkeeper, and the rest of the players were on call."

"Roger that!"

"Very good, we are almost at the last step, after this battle we have only one goal left, the champion!"

　Chapter 1 here!thanks for your support! ! !

　　
　
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