Chapter 139: Top players play with their brains! (The third update)

Wow!!!

The Pizjuan Stadium suddenly became noisy.

Tens of thousands of fans saw a flash of light in front of their eyes, and saw Chu Feng's ankle tremble, and Navas fell to the ground.

What is this? After completing the breakthrough, Chu Feng was almost approaching the bottom line.

The success rate of zero-angle shots was too low, so he continued to rush towards the goal with the ball, ready to make a choice based on the movements of the defensive players.

First-rate players play football with their brains, second-rate players play football with their bodies, and third-rate players can't play football at all.

The ability to make calm judgments at critical moments is something many players lack.

McTominay and Rashford were both tightly guarded, but Lukaku, who retreated, cunningly rushed back into the penalty area and shook off the defender who was following him.

"Give and you will get it!!!"

Chinese with a strange accent echoed over the Pizjuan Stadium.

Chu Feng gently used the outside of his foot to push the ball to the middle.

Bang! Lukaku shot the ball less than five meters away from the goal. With a dull bang, the football blasted into the goal like a cannonball.

1-2!!!

Thousands of Manchester United fans who traveled with the team on the away stand cheered.

Their eyes were focused on the LED screen beside the court.

In the slow-motion footage, every movement of Chu Feng is clearly visible. He touches the ball with the outside of his foot and then with the inside of his foot. It seems like two touches, but in fact it is one long touch.

The football also followed a strange path.

Navas reacted quickly, but that's why he fell.

So horrible!

Then they burst into loud cheers again.

On the other hand, Sevilla fans in the other three home stands held their heads in disbelief, their pre-match ambitions disappeared, and they began to complain about the head coach again.

"Berisol is doing pretty well, why replace him?"

"That's right. At least we beat Liverpool. Maybe we can beat Manchester United today!"

"Come on! At least tie the score!"

On the green field.

After scoring the goal, Lukaku ran towards Chu Feng. The two of them jumped high and bumped into each other with their chests puffed out.

Bang! "Hiss, Chu, are you stronger again?"

Lukaku grimaced and covered his chest.

"Haha, there's no way it's possible that you've become weaker?!"

Chu Feng remained calm on the surface, but the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

But his mind was not on that.

Lukaku recently started to gain muscle in order to prepare for the World Cup in advance, but this will cause his reaction, explosiveness and starting speed to decline significantly, and he will lose the most important mobility.

And the Premier League, unlike international football, doesn't require too much muscle.

So Lukaku couldn't even play in the game later. Chu Feng thought that when he had time, he could subtly remind the other party that muscle building should be gradual and in moderation, and being too hasty would produce negative effects.

"Well done, brothers!"

McTominay put his arms around the two men's shoulders and said with a smile.

"Fuck!!!"

Montella listened to the noise coming from the stands. The calmness he had finally restored disappeared. The veins on his neck popped out and he yelled at the field: "Don't kick easily! Don't kick easily! How many times have I told you?"

Listening to the furious voice of the head coach, Navas curled his lips innocently, thinking, "Go ahead!" Then he looked at Manchester United's No. 7 who was still celebrating.

It has been less than half a year since he left the Premier League. Has Manchester United produced another talented player?

I remember that he joined Manchester City for 20 million euros. He became famous in the British mainland for his classical aesthetic and a pair of charming eyes, which made many female fans fall in love with him at first sight.

But being handsome doesn't mean being good at playing football.

Four years later, he returned to Sevilla on a free transfer. His competitive level had begun to decline, so how could he stop a rising star?

Navas sighed silently, "Banega, help me keep an eye on the inside later."

"Well, don't worry. I was a little slow in returning to defense just now. Don't take the boss's words to heart."

Banega nodded.

Soon the game resumed with the referee's whistle.

Mourinho has been more cautious in the Champions League.

Even though 2-1 was the most dangerous score, he still asked the Manchester United players to stabilize the defense first, leaving only Lukaku in the frontcourt as a counterattack point.

It is indeed a bit utilitarian and conservative.

But the effect was really good. Manchester United's overall formation became 4-5-1. The retreat of Chu Feng and Rashford reduced the pressure on the two full-backs and made up for Matic's lack of mobility.

From God's perspective.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Manchester United formed three layers of defense in the backcourt, and the defensive radiation area was also very wide.

Whether Sevilla was penetrating from the middle or advancing from the flanks, it was difficult for them to get the ball into the dangerous area, and they were almost scored again by Manchester United's quick counterattack.

89th minute of the game.

Navas received the pass from his teammate on the left.

He possessed the delicate skills unique to Spanish players. He passed the ball and then caught the fried meatball to pass Chu Feng.

Then Chu Feng turned around and used his speed to chase back, instantly closing the gap of several positions behind him, and then directly knocked the ball out of bounds.

Navas sighed helplessly.

The ball is afraid of the young and strong!

As we age, our physical functions begin to decline.

Suddenly he thought of Messi and Ronaldo. Those two were a few years older than him, and he didn't know how they could maintain such a hot competitive state.

The following games failed to create any waves, and Manchester United continued to resolve Sevilla's offensive.

Beep-beep-beep—

With three short and one long whistles, the game officially came to an end.

“Oh!!!”

Manchester United fans in the away stands cheered excitedly again. Although this was just an ordinary knockout victory, you have to know that Manchester United has not entered the round of 16 for several years.

From the record-breaking single-game crosses in the Moyes era to Van Gaal's sleepy big circle tactics, Manchester United's offensive line has always been criticized. The players don't know how to run and their offensive means are single.

During that period, they became depressed watching Manchester United games. But the situation is completely different now. Since having a strong winger, Manchester United's players seem to be revitalized, and Mourinho's tactics are also performing well.

"You did a great job today!"

"Come to the Red Devil Bar when you have time. It's my treat!"

As soon as Chu Feng walked to the bottom of the player tunnel, he heard the blessings from Manchester United fans, so he waved his fist vigorously and shouted loudly: "Thank you!"

"Chu, Chu, look at my painting."

A little boy about seven years old in the stands excitedly pulled out a roll of paper from his schoolbag. On the paper was a portrait of Chu Feng.

"Oh, the painting is very good, can you give it to me? I will exchange it with your jersey!"

Chu Feng said with a smile.

"Of course, that would be awesome!"

The little boy jumped up excitedly.

Chu Feng took off his jersey and threw it up, then caught the painting floating in the air and walked into the player tunnel excitedly.

After returning to the locker room, he showed off to his teammates. (End of this chapter)