The referee blew his whistle.
The match began once again!
In sixty minutes, four goals had been scored on the field!
This Western Second Division national derby showed the degree of popularity it should have!
“Hala，Madrid！”
“Hala，Madrid！”
In the stands, the stadium's DJ loudly shouted Real Madrid's classic slogan!
The white-robed man behind him instantly responded!
Real Madrid's fans stirred up a terrifying commotion at the Di Stefano Stadium!
They seemed to be building a fortress in the stands.
To encourage the players to defend their home glory!
"Bang!"
The audience was filled with noise.
Ye Lingfeng turned a blind eye to it and opened the middle circle!
He turned around and ran to the other side of the center line!
Traore and Fati followed closely from the flanks!
The overall pace of this match was very fast.
The switch between attack and defense was especially frequent.
The attacking side basically pressed forward on a large scale!
Near the midfield.
Quintilya and Illie had a few consecutive wall bangs.
After passing through Chelishev, who was a little isolated and helpless.
The ball was passed to the feet of the fullback, Huszt!
Huszt kicked the ball and stuffed it straight ahead!
The football rolled forward along the boundary line!
They had arrived at the area controlled by Traore!
The little tank immediately displayed his outstanding ability.
Beside him.
Juan Forlan, who had already appeared in two games for Real Madrid's first team and was one of Atletti Madrid's future cornerstone players.
Traore slammed it away!
Explosive power was his forte!
In the process of holding the ball forward
In front of Traore.
Thanks to the extremely high positioning attribute.
Ye Lingfeng went straight into Real Madrid's rear defensive line.
He was hovering in an ambiguous position that was about to be offside!
The Barcelona away fans on the sidelines were already shouting!
Traore decisively shot the ball!
The football was spun in a small arc.
He stuffed it diagonally in front of Ye Lingfeng.
Ye Lingfeng instantly activated!
The one who ran with him toward the ball.
There was also Castiya's captain, Nacho!
This was a direct confrontation between a center forward and a center back!
"Ye is very fast! He seems to be an all-rounded center forward!"
"But the one defending him is Nacho Fernandez! The main center back of the Spanish National Youth Team!”
"And the football is now in the weak side of the 99 center forward! He seemed to be unable to adjust his body comfortably to hit the door!”
...。
- The little tanks on this side of the road are too unsolvable! Which full-back wouldn't feel numb watching this?
- Real Madrid's rear defensive line was disrupted by Ye Lingfeng! There was something about his positioning!
- Are we going to have a physical confrontation again? But this angle was not good! Can Ye Lingfeng shoot with his left foot?
- If he adjusted to his right foot before hitting the goal, the opportunity would be lost!
...
On the court.
Ye Lingfeng leaned against Nacho who was defending!
He received the ball and pushed forward!
Although it was very difficult to fight against the heat.
However, Nacho's defensive experience was very rich!
He had been squeezing Ye Lingfeng's dribbling space!
Drive him to the left side of the penalty area!
One step…
Two steps…
Ye Lingfeng broke into the penalty area, and Nacho desperately blocked the space on his right!
He wouldn't yield an inch of land!
He knew that Ye Lingfeng's dominant foot was his right foot!
Ye Lingfeng gritted his teeth.
He did not choose to dunk the ball to the right side of his body before dealing with it.
Behind him, Fabio had already caught up to defend!
If he adjusted his position and hit the door again, the opportunity would disappear in an instant!
There was no other way.
His left foot hit the door!
Ye Lingfeng tightened his core and his left foot kicked the bottom side of the football.
He hit the far corner of the goal!
He did not even glance at the goal!
He was completely following his instincts!
Standing in the goal was still Luca Zidane!
Zidane looked solemn on the sidelines.
His heartbeat instantly sped up!
But after a few seconds, he subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief…
"Aaa
“0.0000... 1 mm! The football brushed past the far post and flew out of the end line!”
"Little Lucca survived! The goddess of luck had finally taken care of him!”
"It was too thrilling! This was the most threatening shot since the start of the second half!”
...
The Spanish commentary platform was filled with excitement.
The moment Ye Lingfeng's left foot shot slid out of the far post.
The Real Madrid fans above him let out a relieved voice!
The pressure that this Chinese center forward gave them was enormous!
Just a little more and the score would be rewritten!
"F * ck! F * ck! Was the goal size wrong?”
Traore ran to Ye Lingfeng's side and hugged his head regretfully.
Ye Lingfeng was amused by this kid.”
He wasn't a cripple like Di Maria or Robben.
However, shooting with his left foot was indeed not his forte!
Back in La Masia U17.
In the same position, he had the time and space to adjust the ball to the right and hit the goal with his right foot!
However, in today's match, the standard of the defenders was obviously much higher!
He didn't have enough space to adjust!
"The balance between the left and right legs is very important for a center forward!”
Ye Lingfeng was deep in thought.
He had found a new training direction!
...
After the danger in front of Real Madrid's goal was resolved.
The competition continued.
"Hold the ball firmly! Pay attention to the connection!"
On the sidelines, Sakristan had a serious expression.
He turned his head and glanced at the figure on the substitutes 'bench…
He was very clear.
In less than twenty minutes, he would have to make a substitution!
Especially the midfielders.
He understood the physical condition of these little guys on the field!
There were very few who could play the entire game!
"Do you want that little brat from the Cherry Blossom Kingdom to try?”
the assistant manager asked tentatively.
"We don't need to send more offensive players! Ye and Traore are enough!"
At this point, his expression suddenly turned serious.
"I haven't seen Ye's fitness report yet! 'I don't know…' Can he play the entire match with his physical condition?”
"Right now, he is the stabilizing needle on our front line!”
In this game, all the opportunities for Barcelona's B team to create danger were almost all arranged by Ye Lingfeng!
Sakristan was even more convinced.
This Chinese center forward would be the future of Barcelona!
...
There was no need to worry about this problem.
After taking the recovery potion not long ago.
Ye Lingfeng's stamina had also recovered to a great extent!
Even though the intensity of the Western Second Division was not low.
At least in this match, he had the ability to play the entire match!
On the court.
The ball kept changing around the midfield!
Everyone wanted to hit the ball into the opponent's penalty area!
However, as time passed.
The players on both sides were clearly showing signs of physical decline!
The accuracy of passing and receiving the ball had dropped drastically!
This was good news for the Barcelona B players!
The pressure from Real Madrid during this period of time had slowed down a little.
Castiya's counter-snatch in the front field was also a little weak!
In contrast.
The Barcelona youngsters 'control was finally displayed!
"It's time to change people…"
Zidane rubbed his chin and sized up the substitutes 'bench.
Compared to the substitutes 'bench of Barcelona's B team, he had a lot more cards to use!
...
Castiya's speed of advancement slowed down.
However, under Hesse's command.
The attacks continued in waves!
The front of Barcelona's penalty area was often jittery!
In the blink of an eye.
It was the 75th minute of the match.
Seventy-five minutes was a relatively ambiguous time for a match!
A player in a position that consumes a lot of physical strength.
At this moment, he had already used up most of his stamina!
A chance for a dead ball.
The fourth official on the sidelines raised his substitution sign!
The two teams made their substitution moves one after another!
He saw a new Real Madrid player on the field.
Ye Lingfeng was also stunned.
Even with the memories of his previous life, he did not have much of an impression of this person…
Soon, the big screen above the stadium answered his question!
"Zidane sent Mosqueira! This was a player on loan from Getafe to Castia!”
"He has just recovered from a major injury! No wonder Zidane did not arrange for him to start!”
...
Ye Lingfeng understood.
Like Fabio, he was a player on loan from another club!
However, it was different from the Portuguese Premier League team that Fabio was in.
Mosquera belonged to a member of the La Liga's Getafe!
His competitive experience should far exceed everyone present!
Wearing the number 11 jersey, Mosquera paced around the field.
His position was the center midfielder!
Following Zidane's instructions, he replaced Chelishev, who had been replaced, and formed a midfield combination with Hesse!
After the meniscectomy surgery, he had not played an official game for a long time.
This was also the reason why he was loaned out by Getafe.
However, in his opinion.
Dealing with a match in the League Two was nothing difficult!
...
"The last fifteen minutes of this battle! Both teams made the final changes!”
"It can be seen that they don't want to be the target of the media's criticism after the game!”
"Ye and Hesse are still on the field! This was the battle between Real Madrid and Barcelona's talented youngster!”
In the northwest corner of the stadium, the Spanish commentator looked excited.
He couldn't wait to fast-forward to the end of the game!
Regardless of the outcome of this match.
It would become the talk of the Spanish fans after dinner for the next week!
...
Zakristan stood on the sidelines with his arms crossed."We can only use offense as a last resort!”
The assistant manager beside him nodded repeatedly.""Although I can't ask for too much, this is his first show in Xiyi after all…But our fates are now in his hands!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Sakristan felt a desolate atmosphere.
He could not help but smile bitterly.
"That's right! If we lose this derby again, you and I will have to leave class tomorrow…"
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