football world number one

Chapter 870 Is it finally going to be done?
The match day arrived as scheduled, and the streets near the Emirates Stadium became lively from the sunrise of the next morning.

In fact, during the league period, every Premier League game day has brought great enthusiasm across the UK. In many places, watching a team game on weekends has become a must-have for people to relax.

In such an environment, when the West Brom bus pulled into the streets of north London, it was naturally greeted with loud boos from the Gunners fans.

In fact, these fans don't hate each other, and they can't even name the opponent's players, but as long as the opponent becomes the opponent of their home team, they will have 1 reasons to boo each other.

This principle is applicable to any team, and when people have an enemy and are about to have a real fight with the opponent on the scene, their emotions will naturally be mobilized.

This is very similar to war. The scene of thousands of people booing each other, the monstrous huge waves, football is always inseparable from the big scene. It can be said that the war in modern society fits very well.

"The two teams have stepped into the stadium to warm up one after another, and the start of the game is getting closer and closer."

This is a game at ten o'clock in the evening of BJ time, which is the prime time for everyone to pack up and sit together to rest, so this game has received a lot of attention in China.

CCTV even cut the live footage and Zhan Jun's commentary half an hour in advance. Watching the players warming up on the court one by one, the fans sitting in front of the TV gradually became more emotional.

"I bet [-] cents, Afeng will still score in this game!"

"Upstairs, I bet five yuan, with Afeng's momentum, he will score a goal."

"You two are too optimistic. I didn't see it like Arsenal did in the last game. The Gunners are too stretched now. I don't know if they can adjust it in a week."

"Indeed, I don't think Wenger's expression is very good."

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The era of Internet and mobile terminals has begun to accelerate the pace of development after 10 years, and more and more Internet fans and new Internet fans have entered Liufeng Bar and major forums.

And whenever there is a Liu Feng match, the heat here can easily beat all other hot news.

On the court, after the warm-up ended, the players and coaches of the two teams did not stay for too long. As time went on, both sides quickly returned to the locker room.

At home, without Wenger saying more, the entire Arsenal team has already felt the fanatical support of the fans, and the team's atmosphere is indeed much better than yesterday.

"Listen to the voices outside, we must win this game!"

Returning to the starting position again, Cesc Fabregas naturally took the captain's armband as a matter of course. At this moment, before the start of the game, he was standing in front of the team and was making his final speech.

"Arsenal must win!!!"

"Definitely win!!!"

"Bang Bang Bang!"

The knock on the door sounded at the next moment, and the entire Arsenal team, whose morale had just reached its peak, filed out, followed closely behind Xiaofa. Liu Feng saw the same aggressive West Brom team in the player tunnel.

From the very beginning of contact, Liu Feng noticed a few malicious eyes staring at him. When he looked at those players, the opponent did not dodge, but directly looked at Liu Feng.

"Hehe~"

Faced with such naked hostility, Liu Feng was not really a nice man, he stopped looking at the other party after a slight sneer from the corner of his mouth.

Eyes can't kill, if you have the ability, you can solve it on the court.

"Two teams are on the field, Cesc Fabregas and the captain of West Brom have come to the referee, the game is about to start!"

Zhan Jun's voice became louder as the two sides entered the field, which also made the fans waiting in front of the TV refocus their attention on the game.

"Xiaofa took the ball and walked towards the kick-off point. He chose the right to kick-off for Arsenal. The players began to take their positions. The sixth round of the Premier League is about to start!"

"Shh!!!"

As soon as Zhan Jun finished speaking, the referee puffed up his cheeks and blew the whistle.

"Chamark pushed the ball to Arshavin in front of him, Arshavin passed it back to Xiaofa, and Xiaofa directly kicked the ball! The ball came to the feet of Liu Feng, who went straight forward from the left after kick-off!!!"

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the Gunners, who were extremely low-key under interviews with reporters due to state problems before the game, started the team's counterattack immediately after the opening.

"Afeng got the ball. He drove straight from the left side to the center. Brent was directly dunked by him!"

The incident happened suddenly, and Brent, who was directly facing Liu Feng, that is, the right midfielder who gave him a hostile look before the game, became the first player to be passed.

Fortunately, just before kick-off, West Brom's players had not had time to press out. Scharna and Morrison in the middle quickly made up for Liu Feng's advancing route.

Faced with this situation, Liu Feng didn't stick to the ball either. After making a fake move to break through to the left in front of his defending players, the ball was passed by him to the feet of Chamark, who was following up from the right.

"Chamak took the ball to split the side, and the attacking direction shifted according to the trend. Arshavin got the ball, and his speed was also fast. The opposing Mulumbu was pressed by him and kept retreating."

It is quite rare for a game to be tense from the first minute of the game. Zhan Jun has no time to introduce the starting lineup of the two teams. He can only name the West Brom players while the Gunners' offense continues to advance.

"Trying to break through, just forcibly change direction and wipe the opponent, he cut a hole from the right!!!"

It was too late to say it, but it was only a dozen seconds from when Arshavin got the ball to when he successfully broke through. When Arshavin dribbled the ball from the right side of West Brom's midfielder and continued forward, the other Gunners finally followed suit.

"Going straight up, Chamark directly withstood the central defender Olsen in the middle, and Xiaofa went forward to the top of the penalty area. He was entangled with Morrison. The 442 formation deployed by West Brom in this game has been completely messed up at the moment."

A quick mouth quickly explained the situation, and Zhan Jun's gaze swept to the left side of the court in the next moment: "Oh~, there are still two defenders following Afeng. It seems that Super Feng's reputation has spread in the Premier League haha."

Compared with Zhan Jun's relaxed chat, Liu Feng felt the pressure directly on the court.

Scharna, who was following him close to him, stuck to him like a dog's skin plaster, while the other full-back kept adjusting his position to block his diagonal penetration into the penalty area.

At this moment, Liu Feng finally understood why there were so many hostile gazes.

After five crazy league rounds, is the Premier League finally going to start targeting him?

　Chapter 2 here!thanks for your support! ! !

　　
　
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