In the Ghent Stadium, all the home fans were ready to use their rituals to welcome Wolfsburg from afar. The whole stadium was filled with cheers mixed with boos. Everyone in the locker room heard "Bang bang bang!" "Bang bang bang!" This was the muffled sound of the floor being shaken.
But the Wolfsburg players were calm.
"Okay, I'm done, guys, they are just bluffing, treat today as a friendly match, play our football and everything will fall into place."
This game does not require a lot of bloody mobilization. Everyone knows how much strength Wolfsburg has. However, Yi Zhe reminded the defenders.
"They attach great importance to offense. The Belgian team is almost all offensive lunatics. Guard your defense and let us have a bloody battle."
Naldo and Dante smiled at the same time: "Yi, are you still worried about us?"
Yi Zhe nodded without hesitation: "How many goals have we conceded because of you two? Although Gent's offensive strength is not very good, you don't have the money to look down on them."
Dante wanted to ask Yi Zhe how he knew, since they had never played against each other before, but before he could speak, Naldo had already asked first: "Yi, don't they have any players worth paying attention to?"
Yi Zhe shook his head: "The strength is very average. In layman's terms, although he is very good, he is addicted to offense."
This is also true. There are really no outstanding stars on the opposite side, not even one who is familiar and named.
"Yi, have you ever fought against them? Why do you know them so well?"
Bruno was confused. Players like Dante who joined in the new season were also surprised. Yi Zhe now doesn't show much of his ability to analyze opponents, so they don't know how Yi Zhe conquered his teammates and coaching staff last season. .
Xuerle came over and put his hand on his shoulder: "Man, once again, there is no need to question God! Have you ever seen anything that God can't do?"
"Huh? Ha!"
Bruno covered his mouth with his hands. He really realized that he had said the wrong thing.
He now believes that Yi Zhe is the God of Wolfsburg. Since he believes in it, he should be pious!
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Yi Zhe and his teammates walked onto the court and greeted the game amidst the boos of the Gent fans.
The home team took the lead in the first half, and Yi Zhe seemed to have learned the style of the Belgian team. At least five players pressed up after the kick-off, and the 4-3-3 formation on the opposite side instantly opened its offensive mouth.
The opponent's forward De Poitel carried Naldo into the penalty area with a steady step. In the end, Benario quickly came to the rescue.
Naldo turned his head and saw Yi Zhe shrugging his shoulders with a smile, his lips moving.
The commentators on the first-tier European TV stations at the scene could read lips and laughed loudly: "Nardo's performance has made Yi very dissatisfied!"
In fact, it was the same. Seeing his performance, Yi Zhe couldn't help but cursed: "Eddie! Do you think you can do it again?"
The voice was not too quiet, but the cheers from the scene overshadowed Yi Zhe's voice.
Soon Wolfsburg started to control the ball. When the ball was passed to the midfield and Yi Zhe started to get the ball, it was different.
"Yizhe has the ball, let's see what he will do!"
He Wei is full of expectations. This is the knockout round of the Champions League, and it is the first time for Yi Zhe to stand on such a stage.
But Yi Zhe had no distracting thoughts at all on the court. He was carefully observing the opponent's position and tactics.
Normally, when he gets the ball, all opponents will press forward to compress his space for the ball. After all, his passing ability has been proven on the top stage. But Yi Zhe noticed that Gent was different. They just stood their ground and did not press, leaving a large space for passing in front of them.
Thinking about the opponent's offensive performance just now, Yi Zhe smiled. This is really an offensive lunatic... It's just that small league teams play like this, which often means that the defense reaches a desperate level!
Yi Zhe moved the ball imperceptibly, and then a long pass was released in front of the three Gent players. The Gent midfielder stretched out his legs to intercept. Maybe this is their habit, but this kind of defense is the same in front of Yi Zhe. In vain.
Yi Zhe's passing rhythm is faster than theirs, and the route is beyond their control. With a tiny swing of his ankle, he draws an unexpectedly large arc and goes straight to the left side of the frontcourt.
Draxler took the ball steadily. He stopped the ball in front of him, but his body squeezed past the opponent's left back Neto, stopping and taking a step to accelerate into the penalty area.
Quickly reaching the penalty area, he just glanced at the defense line, and just when the opponent was about to come forward, he kicked a volley from the edge of the penalty area and went straight to the blind corner!
This was something the opponent did not expect at all. Ghent goalkeeper Seles did not even react. He stood there and watched the ball shoot from the near corner on the left and hit the far end of the goal. He stopped and lay quietly. In the goal.
“TOOOOOOOOOR!
!
!
! Julian Draxler! Tonight it is he who opens the door to victory for Wolfsburg! "
"Hey! Yi Zhe! He sent an assist in the first six minutes! He surpassed the Champions League knockout record set by his senior Sun Xiang!"
Just six minutes into the game, the Ghent Stadium was struck into silence. The cheering voices just moments ago were instantly suppressed. Gent was dreaming of miracles just a few minutes ago, so what about the Bundesliga title?
Now they finally know the truth, the Bundesliga champions are it. Having defeated all the teams in the Europa League, now it’s the Champions League’s turn.
"Rebirth of the Great Era of Fighting Waves"
Yi Zhe walked over and hugged Draxler's shoulders firmly.
"Shout out! Shout out! Julian, this is a moment to celebrate."
But Draxler just waved his fist twice in a popular manner, which made Yi Zhe really relieved.
Unlike Schürrle, he does not like to steal the limelight in the locker room, but this is a real person who is ruthless and doesn't talk much. Only in this kind of game can he have a big heart.
Yi Zhe was once again glad that he had made the right choice. Even he was completely relieved that there would be no more surprises.
"It's a gift to genius, Julian."
Yi Zhe smiled. Draxler was also a player who started playing in the Bundesliga at the age of seventeen. In this regard, he was definitely older than himself. He was just a little unlucky and lacked a sense of presence on the top stage.
"Wolfsburg scored, Julian Draxler..." Gent's commentator said disappointedly: "The third goal this season, a player who did not perform very well. But this is Wolf Fortuna, they have a key player in every game, and our tactics were not successful because Yi often just stood behind these players."
This opponent obviously knew Wolfsburg well, but he was still very particular about it. His illusions were beginning to disintegrate, but there was only a sense of resignation in his tone.
