Yang Feng wore gloves and slightly loose goalkeeper clothing.
That was Oblak's spare jersey. The number on the back was still No. 13, but the shorts were still Yang Feng's own No. 9, which seemed quite inconsistent.
No one could have imagined that this nondescript uniform would be sold for a jaw-dropping price after the game...
"Yang Feng is the player who has scored the most free kicks in the five major leagues this season. This is also the most effective offensive method he can make as a goalkeeper. It can be seen that he attaches great importance to this free kick."
Yang Feng spent a lot of time preparing, constantly adjusting the position, and finally found the angle he wanted.
Ter Stegen had no less time to prepare than he did, and he kept directing his teammates who lined up on the wall, annoying everyone before he gave up.
The other Barcelona players kept making eye contact, ready to hit Manchester City's empty goal at any time. Iniesta even took the trouble to remind Ter Stegen that if he pounced, he must immediately throw the ball to him and serve the goal. The ball must be shot quickly! Anyway, the goal was to get the ball to Yang Feng before he returned to the goal.
Ter Stegen nodded, bent down slightly, and stood ready.
The whistle sounded, Yang Feng took a run, and made the full-moon scimitar gesture again. The free kick was indeed like a half-moon-shaped sword, passing directly through the middle of the wall, and then falling quickly like an out-of-control elevator!
Ter Stegen caught the ball, quickly moved sideways, and was ready to pounce, but when the football flew towards the blind corner, he was completely stunned.
The football seems to have no weight. It moves left, left, up and down. How can anyone block this?
And not only is the trajectory erratic, the ball speed is also ridiculously fast, and there is no chance for the goalkeeper to fool him...
Yang Feng felt worse after the football left his feet.
This kick was too light, and it was almost impossible to hit it.
So after he shot the goal, he turned around and ran away...
As he ran, he kept glancing upward with the corner of his eye, as if a ball would fly over his head at any moment and hit his own goal. Unexpectedly, just a few meters after running out, he didn't see the football, but instead he heard crazy cheers from the sidelines. and the ecstatic faces of his teammates opposite.
Yang Feng didn't know what was going on, so he quickly turned a corner and rushed to the bench, as if he was going to celebrate from the beginning...
"Yang Feng shoots directly! It goes over the wall...beautiful!
! The ball went in! Yang Feng scored directly with a beautiful free kick! "The poem of congratulations rose again, "The bow is opened like the autumn moon in the sky, and the arrow is like a shooting star falling to the ground!" Yang Feng's ball looks like it has the perfect arc of a full-moon scimitar and the erratic trajectory of an elevator ball. It's so dreamy! Let's take a look at the replay... Wait, Yang Feng seems to have run to celebrate before the football went in. How much confidence is this? ! "
“goalllllll!
!
Yang!
"Leinker's throat was almost broken, but it was obviously unrealistic to expect him to shout something like "the bow is like an autumn moon walking in the sky". "Yang" took a long time to answer, "Perfect free kick! Young's shot completely violated the laws of physics! Why? Yang celebrates the goal in advance? "
"Oh no, how embarrassing would it be if it didn't go in?"
"You have all been deceived. Yang Feng originally wanted to defend, but he didn't expect the ball to go in."
"Go back and defend your legs. Look at that action. It's obvious that you're going to celebrate!"
"Haha, this guy has a cold face when he celebrates. It's hard to tell what he is going to do. It's so thief."
"Poor Ter Stegen, Yang Feng even ran to the goalkeeper's position. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't escape the fate of being scored by him."
"Hey, why bother the goalkeeper?"
Pellegrini stretched out his right hand and looked at the opponent. Yang Feng rushed over and slapped him hard.
Pei Gong put his hands behind his back and rubbed them gently. It was obviously painful, but he still had a cowardly expression on his face, feeling extremely wronged.
Yang Feng did not return to the field after high-fiving Pellegrini, but rushed to the players' tunnel in front of everyone's stunned eyes...
"This...Yang Feng ran towards the player tunnel? What happened? Is he leaving early? Or..." He Shi almost blurted out "There are three urgent needs", but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and discovered the truth immediately, " Oh, Oblak, who was sent off, is now watching the game at the exit of the tunnel..."
Oblak held his hands and beat the wall excitedly. When he turned his head, he found that Yang Feng had already arrived in front of him.
He was stunned for a moment, with mixed feelings, "Yang..."
Champions League finals...how many Champions League finals can a player experience in his lifetime? But he was sent off shortly after the game started, and he could only hide in the farthest corner and watch his teammates fight. The team also had one less player because of his foul and was awarded a penalty kick. .
Regret, regret, loss, expectation, etc. Even he himself didn't know what he was feeling now.
Yang Feng opened his arms, hugged him tightly, and said: "Put away your desperate expression and listen to me. You didn't do anything wrong. Anyone in that position would have done the same thing. We still have to do it." There is a long way to go, the third Champions League final, the fourth Champions League final, the fifth Champions League final... Damn it, are you that important..."
Before he finished speaking, Oblak was already in tears, as moved as a two-hundred-pound child.
Other teammates also ran over and hugged him to comfort him.
"Yang Feng is not only becoming more and more proficient in free kick skills, but he is also growing into a mature leader..."
Yang Feng asked everyone to gather together, and everyone formed a circle with their hands on each other's shoulders.
"Listen, no overtime, no penalty kicks, we have to resolve the battle within ninety minutes! We have one less player. Facing a team like Barcelona, this is such a disadvantage. The longer the time drags on, the worse it will be for us. The more disadvantageous it is, the more dangerous we must do."
He still has some confidence in his point-saving skills, but as he said, after all, there is one less player to play. Let alone the penalty shootout, I am afraid that he will not be able to survive even overtime. The only way is to make dangerous moves.
Everyone pricked up their ears and nodded their heads.
Yang Feng finally stated his purpose, "... create more free kicks in the frontcourt, and we will defeat them with free kicks."
"ah?"
An idea came to everyone's mind.
Free kick hat trick...
Although it only takes one more goal to take the lead, and although the two free kicks have not yet happened, everyone still came up with this idea unanimously, and had a strong confidence in Yang Feng, that is, he will definitely be able to win the game. This game is done!
The free kick hat trick in the Champions League final... just thinking about it makes them fascinated and proud.
A replay of the goal began to appear on the screen.
The football flies up, falls, and enters the goal. It is as fast as a flying meteor, and as erratic as a falling leaf in the sky. It has a contradictory and shocking beauty.
On the sidelines, Barcelona's substitute goalkeeper Bravo was saying something excitedly to Xavi next to him. He was still making gestures with his hands, as if he was restoring the trajectory of the free kick just now. It can be felt through the screen. The shock in his eyes.
"It's 2-2, and the game has returned to suspense. Yang Feng scored his 25th goal in the Champions League this season, and it was also his 102nd goal this season..."
The score was tied, but the advantage seemed to still be on Barcelona's side. After all, there was one more player and the opponent was missing a professional goalkeeper.
The most important thing is that they finally no longer have to face Yang Feng's sharp edge.
Therefore, regarding the fact that the two sides were once again on the same starting line, Barcelona did not panic. The old god was waiting for the other party to complete the celebration before kicking the ball out in an orderly manner.
Messi, Suarez and Neymar are all a bit excited.
Although they felt a little defeated, they felt a little excited when they thought about having the opportunity to score the ball into the goal guarded by Yang Feng, or even Yan set him.
Neymar was overly excited and put on another fierce show, only to be taught by Kante again and the football was thrown at Kroos' feet.
Cross made a precise diagonal pass, and De Bruyne dribbled the ball from the right.
He would not deliberately commit a foul for a free kick, but because he remembered Yang Feng's advice to "create more free kicks", he did not pass the ball out immediately, but took the ball and tried to go there. Inside belt.
The original intention was actually to seduce Barcelona's defenders to invade him. Who knew that these people in Barcelona suddenly became civilized and polite, and they were all polite, but they didn't even make a decent tackle.
In this case, there is nothing to be polite about. Ding Ding dribbled the ball forward and penetrated the opponent's belly.
Barcelona actually hadn't recovered from Yang Feng's free kick just now, and had an instinctive avoidance of fouls in dangerous areas. Unexpectedly, De Bruyne took advantage of the opportunity and waited until he recovered. By then, Ding Ding had already dribbled the ball into the penalty area.
Aguero and Dzeko quickly crossed and changed positions. Unfortunately, Pique and Mascherano were keeping a close eye on them and they could not successfully get out of the gap.
The opportunity was too late to come back. De Bruyne made a quick decision, stepped out of the angle and immediately volleyed a shot to the right side of the goal.
The football was so powerful that it was about to hit the inside of the goal post and bounce into the net. Unexpectedly, Ter Stegen reacted quickly and saved the ball with both hands in an almost impossible situation.
The Barcelona fans in the stands breathed a sigh of relief, and then gave Ter Stegen a warm applause. At the same time, a strange thought flashed in their hearts.
It turns out that it's not that Ter Stegen is not good, but that Yang Feng is too good...
It's Barcelona's turn.
Barcelona was still following its own rhythm, patiently organizing in the midfield, and then suddenly accelerating without warning.
Suarez burst forward, Messi lurked near the penalty area line, and Neymar midfielder and Iniesta performed continuous and rapid wall-breaking cooperation, quickly tearing apart the first line of defense composed of Kroos and Kante.
Kanter returned to defense in a flash and entangled Neymar again. Neymar did not entangle with him and found the right opportunity to go straight into the penalty area.
Suarez turned his back to Kompany, pushed the ball back slightly.
Messi cleverly entered the penalty area and hit a high-quality curve ball before Van Dijk came up to intercept.
Looking at the beautiful arc drawn by the football, the hearts of all Manchester City fans were already cold.
A shot of this level is enough to challenge even the top goalkeepers, let alone Yang Feng, a half-assed person...
Enrique held his right hand secretly, preparing to cheer, but unexpectedly a figure suddenly flashed past and swatted the ball away with one palm.
As soon as everyone had time to see the dazzling "13" behind them, the guy stood up quickly and pounced on the football he had shot out.
Suarez did not expect that Yang Feng could block the ball, but out of a hunter's instinct, he was already ready to make a follow-up shot the moment Messi shot, so after the football was blocked, he immediately rushed Arrive in front of the football and prepare to shoot the ball into the net.
But just as he was about to touch the ball with his right foot, the guy who was throwing himself down in front of the goal had already rushed over as if teleporting, and took the ball into his arms half a step ahead.
Su Ya couldn't hold back his foot and still kicked the football. However, he originally wanted to take a clever shot, but the force was not strong, so it did not hurt Yang Feng, and he was not knocked to the ground. A dangerous attack ended Declare the end.
The fans finally reacted and applauded.
Kompany ran over happily, stretched out his hand to pull Yang Feng up, patted him hard on the shoulder and said, "Beautiful!"
Until this moment, he didn't believe that Yang Feng's coming to guard the goal was not a whim or a malicious act to steal the spotlight.
"Neymar makes a through ball, Suarez knocks back, Messi hits the goal!
Didn't make it! Yang Feng's world-class save! Suarez's follow-up shot...Yang Feng was one step faster...Barcelona missed another golden opportunity! msn was full of firepower and cooperated tacitly, but was stopped by Yang Feng at the last level! "
"What a standard saving action! Can you believe that the person who made this kind of saving action was actually a top striker who scores many goals? We don't know how many times he has practiced it on the training ground, or even whether he has practiced it at all. , but this is indeed the first time he has held the goal for the team in an official game, but not only is his mentality calm like a top goalkeeper, but his technical movements are as skillful and natural as an old goalkeeper who has been fighting in football for decades. …”
Yang Feng pushed Kompany away, grabbed the football with one hand and rushed to the edge of the penalty area, then suddenly kicked forward with a big kick.
The football flew high into the sky and landed in the middle of Barcelona's penalty area across most of the field.
Dzeko jumped high and beat Pique to attack the goal with his head.
The angle of the ball was right, but it was so powerful that it would be easy for the goalkeeper to miss it if he wasn't paying attention. Dzeko shouted before it even hit the ground: "Follow-up shot!"
Without his reminder, Aguero had already rushed forward and was even ready to release a shovel shot. Unexpectedly, Ter Stegen didn't give him a chance at all and held the ball firmly in his arms with both hands.
The two sides quickly completed a round of offense and defense, but it looked like the two goalkeepers had completed a battle of skills from a distance, which was dizzying to watch.
Barcelona is a bit anxious this time, or everyone's mentality is a bit broken.
It’s okay to treat goals like a trivial matter when you’re a forward. What the hell are you even at the top level as a goalkeeper?
Are you still being unreasonable?
Messi put his hands on his hips and looked at Yang Feng in disbelief.
Yang Feng winked at him playfully, "Are your actions standard?"
Messi touched his nose and said, "It looks like that."
As the game continued, Manchester City's disadvantage of playing one less player was growing. However, with the full strength of Kante and Van Dijk, Barcelona failed to get any sure-fire scoring opportunities. The occasional threat to the goal was saved by Yang Feng.
The game reached 75 minutes, and everyone had to admit that Yang Feng's performance as a goalkeeper was at least the best in the world. As for whether he is considered top-notch, he still has to be tested...
