"Whoever makes the penalty, Hernandez stood in front of the penalty spot. The player has been very active after his appearance and has now created this key penalty for the team."

The Red Devils team didn't discuss for a long time about who took the penalty kick. When Little Pea stood in front of the penalty kick, Liu Feng had just walked off the court.

"We are the red devils, we are invincible, roar! roar! roar!"

At this moment, the entire Dream Theater can only hear the singing of Manchester United fans, and their neat drumbeats constantly hit the hearts of every player on the field.

"Shh!"

"Hernandez started running and shot!!!"

"Bang!"

This is a penalty kick that wins at speed. Hernandez is not as big as Liu Feng. He chose the penalty method he is best at.

"The ball flew straight to the left of the goal. Fabiansky judged the right direction and saved it sideways! He used his finger to hit the ball!"

Zhan Jun's voice became extremely loud as Fabianski actually pulled the ball, but then he and countless Chinese fans became emotional.

"Oh, I didn't completely change the direction of the ball. The broken line continued to fly towards the left column of the goal."

Through the angle of the camera at this moment, what people see is the route of the ball flying towards the goal after a slight refraction.

However, is Fabiansky's extreme interference really useless?

"bite!"

This was a crisp knock, the sound was so slight, but it hit the hearts of Manchester United fans who had just rushed into the penalty area like a heavy hammer.

"The ball hit the post and slowed down. It stopped on the goal line!!! Fabianski turned around and pressed it under him, and he hit the penalty!"

“…”

A second of silence belongs to Manchester United fans. They looked at the scene on the court in disbelief and once wondered if this place was their home court.

Then, another second later, another wave of crazy sounds rang out.

"Arsenal! Arsenal! Arsenal!"

"Roar~~~Roar~~~ Arsenal is invincible!"

More than 10,000 Arsenal fans who arrived were crazy because just after Fabianski saved the ball, the referee also blew the whistle to the end of the game.

"3-2! Arsenal defeated Manchester United away. This was a thrilling showdown, and the Gunners finally laughed to the end!"

"Ha ha!"

Liu Feng had just walked to the entrance of the player passage. When he saw Fabianski finally pressing the penalty kick under his body, he also waved his right hand excitedly.

Some of the Arsenal players closest to him rushed over and hugged him tightly.

"A Feng's red card is worth it. He won a key three-pointer for the team. The difference between them and Manchester United has reached 5 points to 8 points, which is of great significance to them maintaining the top throne in the league."

In a season, there are two types of teams that cannot easily lose points. One is a relegation team that must be fought for every point, and the other is a championship team that is determined to win.

Because you never know when your opponent will overtake, the best way is to always take the initiative in your own hands.

"Victory belongs to Arsenal, and to every gun fan!"

The game was over, and the players on both teams were exhausted. The two sides did not communicate anymore and walked down the court. Only a few familiar players gathered together to chat.

As for Liu Feng, he had already returned to the locker room.

However, according to the post-match selection, although he received a red card, Liu Feng, who scored two shots and one pass, still won the MVP of the game.

His MVP trophy was eventually brought to the locker room by Wenger, where the sought-after players celebrated the big heroes of the game.

Manchester United fans hate Liu Feng in this game, so Arsenal fans love him as much as the players.

"Maple! Maple! Maple!"

When Liu Feng was surrounded by the team members, his face gradually dissipated due to the loneliness of being replaced by a red card.

But how about it, they won.

After the game, Arsenal's buses were treated even better when they left Old Trafford than when they arrived.

The Gunners' players' ears were silent until they completely left the streets of the city.

"call……"

The Gunners who had played the entire game only had time to rest well until now.

Soon, the whole car fell asleep.

When they returned to London, it was already dark. Wenger woke up the members of the car one by one and signaled to take a day off tomorrow.

The team members naturally agreed happily and then disbanded on the spot in the parking lot.

"Feng, you can rest well during the next period."

Wenger said hello to Liu Feng before leaving. After a red card, Liu Feng was destined to miss the league, which just gave the young player who was almost always attending the whole family for a holiday.

The Champions League group stage has ended, and the FA Cup and British Copa Cup events will only start next month. Suddenly, the Gunners' schedule relaxed again.

"I understand the coach."

Originally, Liu Feng had nothing to do during this period, so he naturally agreed happily in the face of the professor's request.

After returning home, Liu Feng went to bed early and slept in a rare sleep the next morning.

On the afternoon of the next holiday, Liu Feng went to his Taekwondo training class to continue his studies. Now he has made rapid progress, which made Giles, who was training for him one-on-one, sigh again.

He had to admit that with Liu Feng's comprehension and physical fitness, he could achieve something no matter what kind of exercise he participated in.

"Feng, I think you can prepare for the grading exam next. I think you can get the black belt certification in less than a year."

"good."

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, Liu Feng was really tired after an afternoon kicking training.

After taking the exam subjects that Giles had handed over to prepare and making an appointment with him to conduct the assessment next week, the two parted ways.

After returning home, taking advantage of the fact that it was not too late to be in China, Liu Feng also spoke with his mother and grandparents on the phone, and the few of them naturally exchanged greetings again.

After calculating the day, Liu Feng suddenly thought that next week it seemed to be Yuan Xiao’s birthday, and that day seemed to be just after the next round of league games.

After not having to appear, Liu Feng had more fulfilling time to prepare for this matter.

For a moment, like countless men who were worried about what their girlfriends and wives liked, Liu Feng couldn't help but have a headache.
Chapter completed!