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Chapter seven hundred and thirteen cruel football

This day is undoubtedly a festival for gun fans. Countless fans jumped and jumped in the stands, and could feel the vibration of the ground while standing on the court.

With Liu Feng's goal born, the professor also arranged the last substitution on the sidelines. Inter Milan defender Lucio, who joined the team this season, got the chance to make a substitute, and he replaced Mertesacker.

As for the Saints, they were already in awkward position of no suitable candidates to change. They had already arranged the strongest formation at the beginning and they had no ability to resist when facing the Gunners who were getting crazy as they fought.

"This game is over. Although the time has just passed seventy minutes, the huge gap in scores has turned the game into a massacre. The morale of Southampton players has fallen to the extreme."

Looking at the Southampton players who were slow to stand in the serve position in the camera, it has become a reality that the team's fighting spirit was defeated, and now almost nothing can bring them redemption.

The game restarted, and Southampton with 441 even the forwards in the front became a member of the team's midfield defense, and their formation became the 45th extreme bus.

Their opponent Arsenal also relaxed its impact on their defense after leading by five goals.

Through limited pressing and positioning, although there are fewer opportunities to get the ball, once Arsenal gets the ball, they will control the ball and pull the penetration and allow the Saints players to drink a pot.

The competition time passed by bit by bit, and soon, eighty minutes came like this.

Southampton, who was fighting ten people, began to experience a significant decline in physical strength. Their passive and defensive turnover rate increased, which made Arsenal more and more opportunities to seize.

"Even the last entangled physical strength is starting to lose. It seems that Arsenal will have a goal."

Zhan Jun made a very sure decision. When the game came to 85 minutes, the facts also proved this.

During a midfield entanglement, Cassorla and Ganso jointly forced the ball to break the ball under Schneiderlin's feet, and then Ganso dribbled the ball over Larana and quickly flew over the tackle.

Following up, naturally, three Gunners' forwards rushed towards the penalty area at the same time. The two central defenders immediately followed Liu Feng, who had already completed the big four, and the ball was likely to be directly given to him.

The next moment, Gansuo's actions confirmed the idea of ​​the two defenders. The ball rolled behind Liu Feng who was in front of him and rolled into the penalty area, obviously to cooperate with the player to complete the shot.

However, the subsequent development was beyond the expectations of all Southampton defensive players.

"The ball's route is too straight, or A Feng's running route is restricted to death. He cannot let the ball pass and then hit the ball, and directly hit the ball with his heel. Did he have eyes on the back of his head?!!!"

The ball was seen moving away from the two guards who had already surrounded him as Liu Feng knocked back his left heel. Then, there appeared directly in front of Gansuo, who had been accelerating forward after passing the ball.

"Bang!!!"

A dull volley sounded on the court, and the ball left Gansuo's feet and rushed straight to Southampton's goal.

Such a position and the action of completely moving away meant that this was a long-range shot from Gansuo. In this case, Kevin Davis, who had been pierced through, was naturally powerless to fight back.

"The ball has entered! Flying into the goal from the right side of the goal, the extremely fast ball speed prevented the Saints goalkeeper from making any moves, 6-0! Gansu, the three heroes of Santos, also scored!"

Zhan Jun's shouting was still very excited. The gun fans in front of the TV and in the stands cheered again. However, compared to the previous thrilling moment, everyone was a little tired of celebrating. After a brief madness, they returned to peace.

On the court, Gansuo didn't seem very excited after scoring the goal. Everything was just right. His mentality was very calm as if everything was taken for granted.

Just punched Liu Feng, who turned around and smiled and walked towards him. This world-class midfielder who had been recognized by everyone last season, swung his hands from bottom to top and ran towards his own half.

"I think the Saints players are very grateful at this moment. The game has reached 87 minutes, and there is not much left before the game is over. They can finish this nightmare as soon as possible."

The dimness will not be dimmed anymore. Some Southampton players have already collapsed on the court. The camera captured several young fans in Southampton jerseys crying in the stands.

I can only say that fortunately this is Arsenal's home court. If the game is switched to the Saints' home court, such a torture will really hurt the feelings of the home team fans.

Unfortunately, this is football, the cruel but crazy football.

In the 88th minute of the game, the game restarted again. Southampton had already raised his hand to surrender. They kept passing in the middle and backcourt without any intention of making any savings forward.

Arsenal players also slowed down the pace of pressing against them and stopped overstimulating their opponents.

However, when the opponent's mistake appears in front of the Gunners, they will not be ruthless at all. For example, Liu Feng, who had already pulled back to the hinterland of the opponent's midfield, saw the opponent's midfield pass through a soft and weak pass.

"Oh, such a pass is completely fatal. A Feng cut the ball off with an acceleration. He had no choice but to pass it. He rushed forward with the ball. During the high-speed journey, the Saint's pounced on the back was overwhelmed like a wooden stake."

The next moment, when Liu Feng had already reached the outside area on the left side of the penalty area with the ball, the Saints defender who attacked gave up his resistance and hugged Liu Feng directly when Liu Feng faced him.

"Hey~, good guy, this is a direct surrender, don't rush."

"Haha, but giving a free kick at this position is actually still within the threat range of A Feng."

Liu Feng couldn't get angry with his opponent's gentle foul. He didn't complain about anything after the referee blew the whistle and gave the defender a yellow card at his discretion.

When Liu Feng stood alone in front of the free kick, the Saints and the tall players lined up into a wall and had already laid out. As for the Gunners, they scattered and waited for opportunities for a supplementary shot or tactical attack.

Of course, Liu Feng had no intention of playing tactics. When the referee's whistle sounded, he simply assisted and hit the ball in two steps.

"Bang!"

The ball flew away from the goal 23M away, first soaring straight into the sky over the jumping wall, then quickly fell down, and finally crossed the goalkeeper's save and flew into the lower left corner of the goal.

With a standard maple elevator ball, the seventh goal was born.
Chapter completed!
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