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Chapter 305: Crushing through life

"Shh!!!"

"The game has started again. This is the third time the game kicks off. Arsenal continues the game with a score of 0-2."

After the whistle sounded, Zhan Jun quickly focused his attention on the court. No matter how he looked, Arsenal was now in a full passive situation.

Like countless fans, he is now looking forward to whether Liu Feng, who had just caused the shouts of the Gunners Expeditionary Force in the stands, can stand up and respond to Bale.

At least from the beginning to the present, Bale is the only protagonist in this game. Although Liu Feng has performed several good performances in the frontcourt, he has not scored a goal in the end.

On the court, after the game started, the ball was quickly passed to the middle, and the small way to get the ball began to organize the team's ball control.

The area where Arsenal controls the ball is very clear. Even though Tottenham players have already pressed up, they still remain near the center circle to fight with their opponents.

The last moment you pressed the ball out of my feet and then broke it back in the next second.

Ten minutes after the game started again, Arsenal and Tottenham's midfielder fought fiercely.

However, in the end, the combination of Faye and Wilhelm was better than the combination of Modric and Van der Fate, who were better at offense and only half of the defense.

In the 40th minute of the game, Xiao Fa successfully entered the midfield of Tottenham after making a two-pass and one-on-one cooperation with Wilhelm.

At this moment, compared to Tottenham's previous momentum, people have already felt the hot atmosphere rising from the entire Arsenal team.

"Fried croquettes, Fabregas directly passed the snatched Van der Fate. He moved very quickly, pulled it directly to the right and pushed the ball to the little tiger."

"Swish!"

Although Walcott's performance was not very good in defense against Bale, his highlights were still revealed when he participated in the team's offense.

"The speed is very fast. I started to go down the bottom along the side road, and stopped quickly and changed directions! Haha, Bale, who was from the back, was also tricked, and the little tiger dribbled the ball directly into the middle road."

Pull the opponent's defense line in three or two steps, and then directly kill to the penalty area. No matter how you look at Walcott's goal is not simply taking two-step balls.

In this case, Ecoto, who was close to the left of Tottenham three defenders, had to fight out. He kept retreating as Walcott advances, blocking the little tiger's route into the penalty area.

"Change direction and go to the right again. Bell has chased after him again and has not continued to dribble. He kicked the triangle and the ball returned to the small magic feet of the middle lane."

The road is not clear, so I searched for it all the way, and there was no problem with the little tiger's choice. Fabregas, who received the ball, was also very quick to handle the ball.

As soon as he got the ball, he swung him to Wilhel, who was running in front of his left front.

Before Galas got the ball, Wilshire passed the opponent's right back straight to the left of the opponent's right-back forcing the guard to turn around and run back.

"A Feng got the ball near the corner flag area on the side road. After pulling Galas back, he created a very good opportunity for the players to insert."

Seeing the opportunity created by Arsenal through pulling, Al Shavin, who is the only two forwards, has already entered the game.

However, when Xiao Threat reached out to ask for the ball on the left side of the penalty area, Liu Feng did not pass the ball immediately. He observed the running position of Tottenham center defender Dawson, and he did not think this was a good pass option.

"His movements are quite light? Galas dared not stretch his feet at all? Oh~? Push the ball to the right? Fake action! The ball was pulled back? Liu Feng tricked his opponent."

Seeing Liu Feng's dazzling fake moves, Zhan Jun was also quite excited. When he saw Liu Feng finally successfully tricking Galas's feet with a fake move, he realized that the opportunity had finally come.

"Have you poked the left foot? The ball passed between Galas' legs that had no time to recover. A Feng broke away from his opponent and rushed inward along the sideline!"

"Seal him!"

Goalkeeper Gomez, who was standing in front of Tottenham, could no longer wait? After giving Dawson the order not to give Wilhel the chance to catch the ball, he resolutely rushed towards Liu Feng, who was already very small in shooting angle.

"The goalkeeper chose to attack? Gomez blocked almost all A Feng's shooting angles. What will he do? Just hit the goal!"

He is skilled and brave. When the opportunity is fleeting, Liu Feng has no reason to miss this opportunity.

Wilhel was stuck by Dawson, Al Shavin was stopped by ACTO, and the little tiger was too far away. In his opinion, this was the best opportunity.

"The ball hit Gomez on his lower body? He did not fly out of the crossbar and continued to fall into the goal!!!"

"Swish!"

Dawson, who was desperate to rush towards the goal, was unable to get the ball backwards and the angle Gomez almost blocked became Tottenham's goal loss point.

"The ball is in!!!"

Bounced up from the position close to the left post and fell into the goal. Liu Feng's shot from a small angle took effect.

"A beautiful shot, in the 43rd minute of the game, Chinese player Liu Feng helped Arsenal recover a goal, and his small angle shot penetrated the goal guarded by Gomez."

"Boom boom boom!!!"

“Super Feng!Super Feng!Super Feng!”

The title of super player is countless crazy Gunner fans. In the corner of White Hart Lane, all the gun fans who do not have the advantage in numbers stand up and support a piece of red and white in the white ocean.

Feeling the enthusiasm of the fans, Liu Feng took the ball from the goal and ran to the stand where his fans were in the first place.

"roar!"

With a roar, the Gunners represented by Liu Feng finally vented their atrocities that had been suppressed by opponents and fans since the opening.

Afterwards, the group did not waste time and ran towards the kickoff point.

There is still time for the game, and it is far from enough to just score a goal. Next, it should be their revenge time.

...

"Protect the ball! Don't give them a chance."

Unfortunately, standing off the court, Drenak Depp did not want Arsenal to take advantage of the goal and directly hit his team again.

He gave simple instructions to his players, and Tottenham players also performed all this perfectly after the kickoff.

Continuously passing the game in the middle of his own half, the area between Tottenham's four midfielders and three defenders became the racecourse for Gunners' players to press.

No matter how crazy the Gunners players are, two minutes are not enough to do anything.

"Shh!!!"
Chapter completed!
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