"This is an obvious foul. The shoe nails exposed by the defense players have been completely printed on A Feng's calf!"

After a conflict broke out on the court, the scene of Liu Feng being tackled was quickly cut out by the director. Under the eyes of countless fans who were paying attention to the game, the Atlanta defender's clumsy tackle was undoubtedly exposed.

"The referee decisively showed the red card, which is a very fair penalty!"

Liu Jianhong had no objection to the referee's penalty, and the other fans were naturally the same. They even felt that such a penalty was too light for the defender who hurt A Feng.

On the court, under the suppression of the referee playing cards and blowing the whistle, the conflict did not intensify.

After the team doctor who was on the court simply treated the wound and stopped the bleeding, Liu Feng waved his hand and said that it was nothing serious. His teammates and Conte on the sidelines were relieved to see this.

"Piacenza won a free kick outside the penalty area, but in fact, A Feng was almost able to enter the penalty area just now."

After watching the referee take out the spray and draw an arc on the left side close to the penalty area line, Liu Jianhong still explained the scene to the fans with a slight anger: "Atlanta's fear of A Feng is obviously very great. They would rather get a red card than let him enter the penalty area."

"Feng, how can I get a penalty for this ball?"

Before the ball was released, the nervous Naingran and Girardino came to Liu Feng. As the second and third free kickers on the field at this moment, they were both worried about Liu Feng's condition, because just now the two people who were close to Liu Feng saw their ankle pinching without any trace.

"Fortunately, it's just a little stiff, and it shouldn't affect the free throw."

"You'd better not force yourself, Feng, this is just an ordinary game."

"I understand Racha, I'm going to have an intermission soon. If there is any problem, I will tell the boss."

"Uh-huh."

Seeing that Liu Feng knew what he knew, Naingran and Girardino stopped saying anything. They stood on Liu Feng's wings and looked at the ball in front of him, adding a little difficulty to Atlanta who would take the free kick.

"Piacenza's free kick has always been taken by A Feng, but he was just tackled by his opponent. I wonder if he will be substituted this time."

Liu Jianhong frowned and looked at Liu Feng among the three. He no longer cared about the trend of the game like many Chinese fans, but was concerned about whether Liu Feng was as unscathed as he seemed.

"Shh!!!"

Time didn't wait for anyone, and before everyone's eyes could stay on Liu Feng for a while, the referee blew a whistle to kick the ball.

Girardino and Naingran rushed into the Atlanta penalty area as soon as the whistle sounded, leaving Liu Feng alone to run silently.

Liu Feng, who had put the ball in a straight position early, was on the left side of the ball, obviously preparing to kick the ball with his right foot. Given that he had already had the experience of scoring the elevator ball and the fallen leaf ball, everyone could not understand what method he was going to shoot.

"Bang!"

After Liu Feng's brief run-up, he stood firm with his left foot and pulled out his right foot, and he swung it hard on the ball.

The dull sound echoed throughout the court, showing the terrifying power of Liu Feng.

However, it was even more shocking for fans to be the next trajectory of the ball.

It was straight and straight, until everyone felt like they were finished when they were watching this free kick, because the angle of the shot was too straight.

However, at this moment, the goalkeeper's wall and even all the players in the penalty area remained motionless as if they had been pressed.

Of course, there are also fans who are watching this game who are pressed.

“嘘!嘘!!!“

In the end, the whistle that broke the tranquility on the field was the effective whistle that the referee scored.

"Too, too fast. A Feng's shot didn't pursue the angle at all. The ball seemed to fly into the goal from the goalkeeper."

Liu Jianhong rubbed his eyes, and he swore that he hadn't even had a second shot from Liu Feng's shot until the ball hit the net, because even though he tried his best to capture it with his eyes, he only saw the afterimage of the ball flying through the air.

The next moment, the slow-motion replay provided by the large stadium screen and the broadcast signal finally answered everyone's doubts.

In the slow motion replay, when Liu Feng hit the ball hard, the ball had already undergone obvious deformation.

The ball that took off then passed through the right side of the human wall at a very fast speed even in the playback, and then drilled through the goalkeeper who was standing like a puppet and hit the net behind him.

"Audience friends, a piece of data was uploaded instantly."

Just after the playback, there was a crazy cheering sound from the Leonardo Stadium. Against this background, when a piece of information that appeared next to Liu Jianhong through the hands of the staff was read, the shock brought to the fans in front of the TV was even more intense.

"A Feng's free kick just now hit a high-level free kick, and after calculating by on-site machinery and equipment, it reached 171 km/h. This is a very, very terrifying data."

After swallowing, Liu Jianhong knew that Liu Feng's shot was very fast just now, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

You should know that this ball speed is a pervert even in the history of world football, which is faster than Mikhailovic, who set a record of 170 km/h in 2005.

On the court, when a group of TV fans and commentators were shocked by Liu Feng's shooting speed, Liu Feng was already surrounded by his teammates.

After responding to the unreasonable foul just now with a goal, Piacenza's entire team sang and danced unscrupulously in the Atlanta halftime.

"Super—Feng! The king of Piaza! Hoo huh!!!"

For a time, the entire Leonardo Stadium became the stage for Piacenza.

When the referee called all the players back and kicked back again, there was only one minute left in the first half.

After Atlanta kicked off, the ball had not even had time to turn around between their midfield and backcourt, the referee blew the whistle to the end of the half.

"Good spectators, the first half has come to an end. Piacenza has temporarily taken the lead with a two-goal advantage. Let's look forward to the second half together."

Fans who support Piacenza are in a very happy mood at the moment, and even Liu Jianhong is unable to control his excitement for the team to lead two goals at the end of the first half.

It is precisely because of this that all the talents did not notice Liu Feng who left the court and disappeared into the player's passage as soon as possible after the game ended.
Chapter completed!