football world number one

Chapter 863 A Poster

"Hey, hit the iron! It's still a header to hit the iron. This goal doesn't seem to be interested in headers in this game."

Yes, after the two teams exchanged halftime, this goal was the one that denied Liu Feng's header in the first half. Liu Jianhong couldn't help but laugh at this.

But his joking tone didn't last long, as Arsenal's subsequent counterattack was no slower than Piacenza's quick counterattack.

"Almunia grabbed the ball and rushed directly to the penalty area line before throwing the ball to attack. Wilshere got the ball and turned around. He directly got rid of Nainggolan beside him!"

Starting from a small threat, Arsenal's midfielder rushed towards Piacenza's goal at the same time with lightning speed.

"Wilshere took the ball and continued to push forward. Nocerino jumped at him for the second time and scored the ball! The ball came to Diaby's feet, Diaby continued to advance with the ball on the right, and Ganso, who came back from the chase, directly chose to tackle!"

"Shh!"

A sound of breaking through the air sounded on the court, and Ganso's tackle was only one move short of sweeping the ball that was sent by Diaby just a second before.

Immediately after the ball was received by Cesc Fabregas, the referee signaled that the offense was favorable and did not immediately punish Ganso, who shoveled Diaby.

At this moment, Arsenal's offense has reached the most critical moment.

"I still chose to play on the wing. The ball was given to Arshavin on the left. He came off the bench full of energy and directly met Westley."

It was too late, but it was too soon, the duel between the forward and the defender lasted only a second, and Arshavin swiped away from Westley after changing direction like a spike like the wind.

"Pass! Arshavin slanted towards Piacenza's penalty area, Piacenza is in danger!"

Astori rushed towards Arshavin immediately, but this also resulted in Scarpelli being the only player staring at Liu Feng.

Moreover, the situation became worse and worse as Arshavin dribbled the ball closer and closer to the goal. In the end, after Liu Feng still did not run in the middle, Scarpelli chose to assist his teammates to block the opponent's shooting angle.

"Arshavin raised his foot! His shooting range is not great, but he seems to be very eager to hit the goal~fake, fake action, fake shot and real pass, the ball was distributed by him."

In the restricted area, every step and every movement is crucial, the key is to see if you try your best.

For example, at this moment, when Arshavin swayed directly to the two defenders and sent the ball to the center, Scarpelli forcibly twisted his body and flew out with the toe of his right foot still touching the ball.

"Hey, the ball hit Scarpelli's toes, and it went straight up. A Feng rushed a little too fast, the ball started to fall, and he ran past!!!"

In an instant, Liu Feng's high-powered sprint for the last second became a mistake at this moment. When the ball slowly fell from behind him, Astori rushed over before falling to the ground.

So, based on the trajectory of the ball that he just turned his head to observe, Liu Feng immediately chose to let his body jump forward, and swung his right leg back fiercely at the height of his body's take-off.

"Boom!"

Liu Feng's intuition was right. The heel of his right foot hit the ball in the air perfectly. At this moment, the ball flew past Liu Feng's back towards the goal.

Maurantanio, who attacked, and Astori, who rushed over, could not stop the ball flying to the right at this moment.

"Shh!"

"Wow wow wow wow wow! The scorpion wags its tail!!! The ball goes in! It goes in! It goes in!!! Afeng, the scorpion wags its tail and hits the goal! This is really exciting!"

"boom!!!"

"Superrrrrrrr~~~ Feng!!!"

"Maple! Maple! Maple!"

In the next second, Liu Feng, who had fallen to the ground, heard voices coming from all directions.

Liu Jianhong in the commentary room yelled until his voice couldn't bear it, and then he stopped. At this moment, the long voice of the field controller of the Emirates Stadium pierced the sky and spread to the surrounding area.

And now the tens of thousands of home fans are not only cheering for the goal at a moment, they are purely singing praises for such a cool, beautiful, wonderful and incredible goal.

"Clap clap clap!"

Amidst the noisy shouts, the applause from the visiting team's fans' stand was also thunderous. When Liu Feng looked at the depressed expressions on the familiar faces around him, he saw a large poster suddenly unfolded in the visiting team's stand.

It was a picture of him celebrating wildly after scoring a goal in Piacenza. In the applause of the Piacenza Expeditionary Army, Liu Feng had already felt the complicated emotions in it.

"Congratulations, Feng!"

"Well, thank you."

Arshavin, who was closest to Liu Feng, ran over first and wanted to celebrate with Liu Feng, but when he saw Liu Feng's lonely expression and the back that had no intention of celebrating, he understood instantly.

The Arsenal players who ran over soon realized what Liu Feng meant, and they tacitly chose not to celebrate like the hero who scored the goal.

"Liu Feng didn't celebrate after the goal, he paid the utmost respect to the Piacenza fans who unfurled his poster."

Seeing this scene, Liu Jianhong gradually calmed down: "For Liu Feng and Piacenza, the past three years have been the three years in which they have achieved each other, and the relationship between the two parties has long been integrated into every aspect."

"It's so cool Feng!"

"Nice goal, captain."

"The scorpion wagging its tail, it's so cool."

Along the way, when Liu Feng walked back to the Arsenal half-time, the former teammates around him all took the initiative to congratulate him.

Scarpelli, Gansuo, Cassia...all of them are familiar friends, but now, they have become opponents, and Liu Feng's eyes are slightly sore.

On the court, since there was no celebration, the re-kick-off this time did not take long.

In the 804th minute of the game, the ball was kicked out again.

Then both Wenger and Conte used up the last substitution places in their hands. Wenger replaced the defender Julu to strengthen the team's defense, and Conte replaced a new striker from Piacenza this season.

In the last minutes of the game, people once again saw Conte's 424 mad attack tactics.

It's a pity, maybe it was broken by Liu Feng's goal, or maybe the physical strength of the players has dropped too much.

With Arsenal's lineup re-transformed and the two wingers also becoming part of the midfield, Piacenza's offense, although crazy, often stopped outside Arsenal's penalty area.

Until the arrival of 3 minutes of stoppage time, the score of 2-1 did not change.

As for stoppage time, the ball came to Arsenal instead, let alone attack.

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