Chapter 3 I, a killer, have no feelings

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[Strong: Fan Zhiyi (A)]

[Speed: Qu Bo (A)]

[Moving position: Wu Sanshi (A)]

[Close shot: Li Jinyu (A)]

Huaxia, with a population of more than one billion, has produced a dozen or so players who can be considered outstanding, but even in the fields they are best at, the system only gave them an A rating.

According to this routine, it is probably SSS that will be capped...

In any case, after having an A-level shot, Yang Feng already has the main requirements for an excellent point-grabbing forward. In the future, as long as he strengthens his sense of smell, bounce and header in front of the goal, he will immediately become a A true striker and king of the penalty area.

If you add A-level physical strength and long-range shooting, he can even be the leading shooter for a mid-range team in the five major leagues.

As for agility, he himself is not low, and his level is also an A.

As his upgrade was completed, the referee blew the whistle and the game started again.

Schalke 04 played three forwards and set up a last-ditch attitude. Borussia Monchengladbach naturally would not go crazy with them and started a defensive counterattack pragmatically.

With Royce as a little rocket, Schalke did not dare to attack too aggressively, and the two sides fell into a deadlock again.

Stevens jumped anxiously on the sidelines and kept shouting at Draxler: "Breakthrough! Breakthrough! Break in!"

The mainstream of the Bundesliga is still team football. On the one hand, it is because there is no one-man army of strong players. On the other hand, it is determined by tradition and national character. But now Stevens has put his hope in the individual performance of the players. It can be seen that Schalke was really suppressed in this game.

Draxler was a little anxious when he saw that Yang Feng had already performed. Now that he had the coach's command, he started to rush in desperately after taking the ball. Unfortunately, Yang Feng's "run, run, hit the goalkeeper" Similarly, this kid's routine is also very speechless, that is, "bringing, bridging, lowering, and throwing the ball."

However, I have to say that the breakthrough is indeed very quick. He is a relatively skilled German player. Borussia did not dare to let him mess around, and the defense line was obviously tilted.

In the 75th minute, Schalke captain Hurwedes separated the sides, and Draxler dribbled the ball forward from the wing, but unfortunately he plunged into the prepared pocket.

This time there was no chance to pass the ball. The football was snatched by the Borussia defender and passed to Royce.

With a German registered residence, handsome appearance, outstanding football skills, and elegant playing style, Reus has almost all the conditions to become famous in the Bundesliga. Almost as soon as he touched the ball, the female fans on the sidelines couldn't help but scream.

In order to replace Yang Feng and Draxler, Stevens withdrew a defender and a midfielder. Now seeing Royce causing trouble, the players quickly returned to defense.

As a result, Borussia's defense began to move forward again.

The Borussia coach glanced at the lively Yang Feng and waved his hand at defender Dams to signal him not to step forward.

Yang Feng's offside fight just now was so amazing that he didn't dare to leave any more space for sprinting.

After seeing this, Stevens waved his hand to signal Yang Feng not to retreat.

With Yang Feng's technical characteristics, it is probably a bit difficult to expect him to cross or cut inside, but now that Schalke 04 is playing three forwards, he will naturally be squeezed to the wing.

Huntelaar was in the center and moved Raul with his left foot to the right to play as a reverse-footed winger. Although Yang Feng was on the right, he still habitually moved closer to the center. This made it appear that he was the center forward and was slightly deeper than him. Huntelaar, the team's top scorer, is like a shadow striker ambushing behind him...

Stevens couldn't help but frowned when he saw this scene.

Yang Feng's characteristics are too distinct, his speed and running position are outstanding, but his small skills and teamwork are weaker, which also further reduces his possibility. In the future, he can only be a point-grabbing forward. The road goes dark.

The times have changed. The days when you could conquer the world if you had the right one high and one fast have become obsolete. Modern football has higher and higher requirements for forwards, such as support, shooting, involvement and even defense, etc. Speaking of an all-round type, at least it is a composite type. If Yang Feng does not change and improve, once it is completely finalized, it will probably be like this for the rest of his life...

He was distracted for just a second when he found Yang Feng in his sight suddenly turned around and ran away.

When I looked up, I found that the football was flying from my own half...

"Reus's cold shot from 30 meters away was saved by Onner Staal. This was Monchengladbach's only threatening shot in the second half. The football was saved by Bigfoot... Yang?"

"The football flew across most of the field, and Yang Feng and Dams chased the ball together!"

The football fell behind Dames, and the two turned around to chase the football. Yang Feng was slightly behind, but his speed was obviously much faster. When the football just hit the ground and bounced back, he was already on par with Dames. Qi, we will overtake him in the next moment.

In his desperation, Damus couldn't care less. He immediately tensed his arms and hit Yang Feng hard with his shoulder.

Yang Feng is 1.82 meters tall and looks a bit thin. He thought that even if his collision could not knock this kid to the ground, it would at least slow him down. Who knows, but his shoulder seemed to have hit a wall. Like a wall, not only did it not affect the other party, but he was deformed by the shock, his steps were messed up, and he almost tripped to the ground.

"How can it be……"

In surprise, Yang Feng had already completed overtaking and was about to catch up with Qiu Qiu and get a single shot.

Dames hesitated and gave up the urge to foul behind him.

On the one hand, it felt unworthy, and on the other hand, of course, I thought of Yang Feng's single-sword success rate that impressed his opponents.

Ter Stegen strikes again.

This guy is called "Little Kahn". He is one of the outstanding young football talents that have emerged in Germany in recent years. Now he is not only the main goalkeeper of Monchengladbach, but also the national goalkeeper of Germany U19. He was the reason why Monchengladbach magically avoided relegation last season. One of the main contributors and an important reason why the team can reach the top of the league this season.

Moreover, Yang Feng also knows that if history holds true, Ter Stegen will be the best goalkeeper in the Bundesliga this season and will move to Barcelona in two years, becoming the second player to play for Barcelona after Enke. The German goalkeeper helped Barcelona win the Triple Crown.

The more he knew, the more he thought, so when he faced Ter Stegen for the first ball just now, he was actually very nervous. He would rather take a penalty kick than try to take a kick as usual. But now for the second time they were in close combat, he was so calm that he even felt scared.

It seemed that what he was facing was not Germany's most promising goal-line star, but just a moving wooden stake.

My heart is as cold as ice and my feet are as hot as fire.

The football landed in the penalty area, ready to bounce.

Yang Feng caught up with him, and Ter Stegen also arrived two meters away.

The hustle and bustle in the sky seemed to have dissipated. In Yang Feng's world, there was only the football in front of him and the goal not far away.

The left foot was supported, the right foot was lifted back, and the moment the football just bounced, the outside instep volleyed.

The football drew an inconspicuous arc, flew past Ter Stegen's waist, then pulled in slightly, hit the inside of the goalpost, and bounced hard into the net.

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