Chapter 144: A long shot that interprets the aesthetics of violence! (The third update)
When Courtois saw that it was Christensen who stepped forward to defend, his heart sank instantly. He stared at the football, ready to fly and save the ball at any time.
He didn't dare bet on Christensen making the interception.
As the distance between the two people gets closer.
The eyes of 70,000 fans at Old Trafford were focused on Manchester United's No. 7.
His upper body swayed rapidly from side to side, like a huge pendulum that never stopped. Reality and falsehood merged at this moment.
Christensen was unable to make any judgment at all. Impatience kept spreading in his heart, as if it was going to devour him.
Finally, he couldn't stand the endless torture anymore and stretched out his foot resolutely.
But this kind of lottery-like steal has no effect.
In an instant.
Chu Feng suddenly pushed his right foot outward and escaped from the absolute space.
Christensen did not feel the touch of the football, and his heart suddenly sank. He knew that he had made another low-level mistake.
After David Luiz left due to a conflict with Conte, he became Chelsea's first choice as a central defender.
But after his poor performance in these two games, Christensen looked at Chu Feng's back and his stomach started to hurt again.
"here!"
In front of Chu Feng, Lukaku, Mata and Lingard were all in good positions, and they were all reaching out and shouting for the ball.
But in this area, without anyone to interfere, Chu Feng chose to do it himself! He took a big breath of cold air and quickly adjusted his posture before shooting.
Take a step!
Swing your arms!
The spikes dug deeply into the grass, and his body instantly tilted to the side. His raised right leg folded like a spring and swung down with a sharp sound of wind.
Tens of thousands of fans at Old Trafford felt their blood boiling and held their breath nervously.
In a flash, Chu Feng's instep touched the football, and he exerted all his accumulated strength.
BANG!!! With a loud explosion that resounded through the sky.
The football deformed violently and then flew towards the goal like a meteor.
This is the perfect interpretation of the aesthetics of violence!
Courtois reacted the fastest and stretched his body to the extreme.
Immediately following.
He felt an overwhelming force, and his left hand suddenly exerted force to resist, but then it fell down weakly.
“Swish!”
Hearing the crisp sound of the ball hitting the net, Courtois subconsciously looked back.
The football spun violently against the white net, as if it was about to break through the net and fly into the sky.
After a few seconds.
The football was stripped of all its power, fell on the grass, bounced a few times, and then lay quietly on the ground.
Courtois felt that everything that had just happened was unreal, but when he looked through the hexagonal hole and saw tens of thousands of Manchester United fans in red jerseys, it seemed like a bunch of fiercely burning flames.
He knew the ball went in.
Wow!!! Looking down from the sky, Old Trafford seemed to be ignited by tens of thousands of flames, and the stands on all sides were shaking with deafening cheers.
The entire process of the goal was echoing in the minds of Manchester United fans. Every move of Chu Feng was full of power, and the final kick was even more exciting.
This goal is so wonderful!
Chu Feng ran dozens of meters to the corner flag area.
Breaking through, shooting, scoring, every time he achieved a goal, his emotions rose a level, until the football went into the goal, his emotions reached its peak.
The excitement made him feel as if all the pores in his body opened up and every cell was beating wildly.
excited!
That's why he likes football.
Chu Feng faced the fans in the Sir Alex Ferguson stands, clenched his fists and punched the air continuously, making a "whoosh" sound.
"Hi! Hi! Hi!!!"
Manchester United fans roared in rhythm with Chu Feng's punches.
The rest of the Manchester United players rushed over frantically, hugging and high-fiving to celebrate this rare goal.
Pogba suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
For a person with a performative personality, the most wonderful thing is to perform in front of tens of thousands of people and receive applause.
Naturally, he also wanted to be as glorious as Chu Feng.
But because his position is defensive midfielder, the frequency and amplitude of his forward runs will be severely limited.
He wants to play as attacking midfielder!
David Luiz shook his afro, celebrated, and then raised his eyebrows provocatively towards the sidelines.
"pretty!!!"
"After destroying Chelsea's key defensive module, Chu Feng used the change in center of gravity to pass Christensen at the front of the penalty area, and finally finished with a powerful and violent long shot!"
"The key man at the critical moment!"
"The deadlock on the field was finally broken and Manchester United took the lead!"
"Dear fans, please take a look at the slow-motion replay of that dribble. Chu Feng touched the ball continuously in a very short space of time, and each movement was as fast as lightning."
“This is the real ‘explosive point’!”
Zhan Jun's voice trembled with excitement.
Zhang Lu also praised: "Kante defended Chu Feng for more than 30 minutes, and he must have been under great pressure. Although he completed his task well most of the time, he still couldn't offset Chu Feng's talent at the critical moment and in the key position."
"Just like Zhan Jun said, the real 'explosive point' is the absolute ability to directly destroy the opponent's defense system through personal ability!"
"This goal is the best proof!"
The live broadcast room was even more lively, with millions of fans expressing their shock with a large number of comments. - [Awesome!] - [Kante, who couldn't get past, was passed?] - [Actually, I think Kante should have just stuck to him. Even if Chu Feng touched the ball with his back to the goalkeeper, Kante's turning speed would have allowed him to keep up.] - [No, look carefully at Chu Feng's position, which was close to the left, widening the distance between Kante and Drinkwater. Pogba has already moved forward along this gap. As long as Chu Feng can turn around and pass the ball directly to the middle, Pogba can also shoot or pass in Chelsea's empty hinterland.] - [This shot is also very beautiful, both in terms of angle and power.] - [I've seen a show before, where professional players basically shoot wherever they point without interference!] - [Christensen is such a jerk, he might as well not have kicked and interfered directly.] - [Even if he goes to steal the ball, there should be some technical content, right? His action is so ugly! 】 - 【I don't know if Conte regrets selling David Luiz now. 】 - 【.】
“Fuck!”
Courtois cursed angrily, raised his hand and pounded the grass, trying to vent all the frustration in his heart.
Christensen felt his stomach growling twice and wanted to escape from the field to go to the bathroom.
Kante stopped and scratched his head helplessly. He had tried his best to defend, but was still broken through by Chu Feng.
This made him feel a little frustrated, but it quickly disappeared.
He picked up trash on the street when he was 7 years old, his father passed away when he was 11 years old, and he was still playing in Ligue 2 when he was 19 years old . Over the years, he encountered the most setbacks in his pursuit of his football dream, but every time he would work harder to overcome them.
What does it matter if you get passed once? Kante regained his confidence, his simple face full of tenacity.
(End of this chapter)