The handshake session before the game…
The Bernabéu stadium erupted with boos!
The reporters on the sidelines immediately aimed their cameras at the superstars 'expressions.
It could be seen that as the club's sworn enemy, the club was not a match for them.
Even though Barcelona and Real Madrid had many teammates who played together for the Spanish national team.
But in the national derby.
In their eyes, there was only a crazed desire to win!
"Although I don't know why Enrique sent a little guy to be a strong man…But don't get your hopes up. I won't let you off so easily!!”
During the handshake segment, Ramos walked past Ye Lingfeng.
He raised his eyebrows provocatively!
This was Ramos 'greatest characteristic!
His mouth was never idle!
He liked to use trash talk to destroy his opponent's psychological defense!
Ye Lingfeng tightened his grip on Ramos 'hand and smiled.""After today, Bernabéu will have one more coward!”
The home atmosphere at Bernabéu did not affect his mentality.
When he was young, he played football in Argentina for many years. His trash talk level was also very high!
A hint of anger instantly appeared in Ramos 'eyes.
He was trash talked by a seventeen-year-old?
"Let's go, Sergie! Don't cause trouble! We'll see what happens on the field!"
Casillas hurriedly pulled Ramos away.
He knew Ramos 'temper!
Once a conflict broke out with the Barcelona players before the start of the game.
They would become the laughing stock of the media!
Casillas took a deep look at Ye Lingfeng.
A hint of anger rose in his eyes.
How dare he be so arrogant in Bernabéu?
"Center forward? I will make your shot fall into complete despair!”
Casillas turned his head and walked to the sidelines.
On the sidelines.
Puyol exchanged the team flag with him!
The two old teammates of the national team did not say much.
They went straight back to their respective halves!
On the court…
The players on both sides spread out.
Stand in your positions!
Ye Lingfeng was wandering around the center circle.
Not far away, it was Mazema and Ronaldo who were ready to kick off!
Cristiano Ronaldo looked over with interest."Karim, Barcelona has also learned to use a tall center forward? Back then, Ivan was depressed at Camp Nou!”
"The national derby, Barcelona sent their 'Boy Scouts'…" They will pay the price for this!"
A moment later.
It was accompanied by a tsunami of cheers from the fans.
"Beep!"
With the sound of the whistle, the match officially began!
The three sides of Bernabéu's stands were instantly swept up by a white wave!
On the court.
He had already scored the ball from the center circle!
The ball was knocked to Ronaldo's feet.
The latter kicked the ball with his heel to Di Maria behind him.
He turned around and stabbed forward!
Real Madrid's forward line quickly pressed past half of the field!
Bale went straight into the right flank of the front field!
Cristiano Ronaldo and Mazema ran to the middle at the same time!
However, looking at the formation, Ronaldo was the left winger.
However, the area where he was truly active.
It was highly similar to that of Benjamin!
Move closer to the middle of the field!
After the tactical transformation, he gradually gave up on those fancy dribbling and passing.
The main focus was on the opponent's goal!
"Real Madrid is advancing very quickly! They were the team best at snatching the opening rhythm!”
"In the 03-04 season's Derby de Madrid, Real Madrid used only 14 seconds to break through the opponent's goal!”
"The one who scored was Da Luo! Now on the field…It's another Ronaldo!"
On the court.
Real Madrid's opening timing was very precise.
Before Barcelona's formation could assemble an effective defensive chain.
The front line, led by BBC, had already launched a bombardment of Barcelona's backfield!
Midfield.
Di Maria dribbled the ball very quickly!
He calmly plucked the ball out under Busquets and Andres Nieesta's encirclement!
He was a left-footed player and was placed in the midfield by Ancelotti today!
"Bang!"
Di Maria and Modric completed a wall collision.
He pushed the ball straight along the boundary line towards Bale, who was running hard in front of him!
Bale looked back at the moon and started a race for speed with the Barcelona full-back, Alves!
"Don't lose your position! Block his position!"
On the sidelines, Enrique roared at Alves.
He was also very worried about Bale's impact!
The young Bale had just dragged Maicon, Brazil's top full-back, off the altar a few years ago.
At this point in time, Bale was almost the fastest player on the planet!
The position of the flank.
Bale leaned against Alves.
The ball was shot with the outer foot of his left foot.
Alves, on the other hand, did not give up and continued to block the way.
However, he did not blindly stretch out his foot!
He was once Maicon's substitute for the Brazilian national team.
However, after Maicon was blown up by Bale and his career plummeted.
He was promoted to Brazil's starting full-back!
The defensive experience accumulated over the years was enough to support Barcelona's defensive flag on the flanks!
Bale saw that there was no space or angle to cut inwards.
After observing the position of the middle lane.
He took the ball back two steps.
He knocked back at Modric who came up to him!
The two were teammates during Tottenham Hotspur's time!
Although Modric wasn't at his peak and his physical resistance was average.
It was even criticized by the outside world as a 'soft good'.
But Modric's advantage lay in the timing and awareness of handling the ball!
Modric glanced at the middle lane.
He did not choose to pass the ball back to Bale.
Instead, he pushed the ball.
A 45-degree pass!
Near the middle road.
Both Mercedes and Ronaldo had already arrived!
Busquets followed closely behind Ronaldo.
His main task in this match was to limit the performance of the Portugal superstar!
"Bick! Go and block out Benjamin!"
Puyol roared in the penalty area.
Compared to Jingze Ma, the bigger threat was naturally Ronaldo!
Puyol's main focus was on defending Ronaldo!
"Real Madrid's offense is very smooth! Bale's first surprise attack on the flank was considered a successful conclusion, and the ball was sent to the sky above Barcelona's penalty area by Modric!”
"Cristiano Ronaldo is a good header! He's helping him attract the defense!"
"Oh, oh! A beautiful head-swing attack!"
Bernabéu roared enthusiastically!
The first shot of the match!
In the penalty area, Cristiano Ronaldo leaped high and surpassed Puyol, who had jumped at the same time, by a long distance!
The football smashed into Barcelona's goal with great force.
Fortunately, the angle of the header was not too tricky.
At the critical moment, Valdés leaped and hit the ball out of the penalty area in a single lap!
The momentum of the Bernabéu fans did not weaken!
Because the second landing point, a white figure with fluffy hair rushed over!
Marcelo!
A full-back who liked to plug forward!
He had the excellent footwork unique to Brazilian players.
And the desire to attack at any time!
The Barcelona players in the penalty area were not stable.
They faced the Barcelona full-back, Alba, who came up to them.
Marcelo decisively picked the ball.
The football circled around Alba's head.
He passed it to Di Maria, who ran up from the midfield!
Facing the falling football, Di Maria unloaded the ball and took two steps forward!
His left foot suddenly rubbed the lower part of the football!
Facing the goal from thirty yards away, he directly fired a shot from the outside!
The quality was very high!
However, under the excited eyes of the Real Madrid fans, the long shot went high and low.
When he passed by the penalty area, he suddenly turned an upward arc and flew over the goal's crossbar!
"Ah…!"
Bernabéu sighed regretfully!
"Damned wind! It must be the wind!"
"Hahahaha, Madrid is cloudless today. There's no wind at all!”
"It's alright! Just attack! Barcelona has been stunned by our rapid attacks!”
"Kill Barca!"
The crowd was filled with the cheers of the Real Madrid fans.
"Angel is a little anxious! Actually, we can organize it again!"
On the sidelines, Ancelotti shook his head.
Zidane's eyes kept glancing at Real Madrid's backfield."Barcelona's offensive round is coming... We must guard against their attack points!”
Ancelotti turned around and followed Zidane's gaze.
Near the middle line.
Ye Lingfeng was having an 'intimate' no-ball confrontation with Ramos!
One could even vaguely see the two of them spew trash talk at each other from time to time!
Ramos was physically strong.
But Ye Lingfeng was not weak!
At this moment, the two of them were fighting hard near the midfield.
It seemed to be setting the tone for the main theme of the entire game!
- F * ck, why is Ye Lingfeng so brave? He dares to fight Ramos head-on? Was he not afraid that Ramos and Pepe would join forces to strangle him?
Ramos seemed to be quite angry and kept spewing trash talk!
- Haha, I'm dying of laughter. The vice-captain of Real Madrid was angered by a seventeen-year-old youngster?
- This is the national derby! It would only look good if it was full of gunpowder!
...
"Ramos can handle that little guy! Don't think too highly of his standards!"
Ancelotti looked at it and turned his head." Seventeen years old is more suitable for training in the second division! La Liga? It's still too early!"
Zidane's expression was slightly solemn as he ran to the sidelines to remind Pepe.
"Defend Ye Lingfeng with Ramos! Messi was important, but he had to observe the situation in time!”
Pepe shrugged." Don't worry. I can handle him alone!"”
...
In the penalty area, Pique heaved a sigh of relief.
"Increase the marking! Beware of their rapid counterattack!"
Puyol sternly instructed the nearby Barcelona defenders.
Even though he was already in the twilight years of his career.
Puyol still played the role of Barcelona's spiritual leader!
"Suppress the rhythm! They like to start the game and steal the pace, but we won't let them do that!”
Xavi ran over and gave instructions to his teammates in the rear defensive line.
Valdés understood.
He slowly took the football from the ball boy.
He slowly walked back into the penalty area.
He was waiting for Barcelona's formation to completely spread out on the field!
However, this 'lazy' look immediately caused dissatisfaction among the Bernabéu fans!
"Ignore the voices of the fans! Do what you should do!"
Puyol whispered.
Valdés nodded and looked ahead.
His gaze locked onto a figure in the front field.
He took a few steps back and started running!
His saves might not be as good as Casillas '.
However, in terms of ability to shoot the ball, there were not many goalkeepers who could compare to him!
As a goalkeeper, Valdés had the long pass standard of a midfielder!
"After Real Madrid's offensive wave ended, the Barcelona goalkeeper opened the goal!”
"This shot was very good! It seems to be hanging towards the middle lane!"
"Real Madrid's backfield…Ye! Barcelona's unexpected starting center forward in this game! He was competing with Ramos for the high ball!”
"Fight for the top with Ramos? He can't succeed!"
...
Everyone knew.
Ramos was a famous air tyrant in La Liga.
A height of 184 cm was perhaps not considered tall among center backs.
But his jumping ability was amazing!
At the same time, he was also one of the defenders who scored the most goals!
In previous La Liga matches.
Ramos often performed the famous scene of riding the head and dunking when he was fighting for a corner kick!
Ye Lingfeng leaned against Ramos.
He continued to lean against the Real Madrid defender and retreated!
He was estimating the landing point of this long pass!
In a header contest, the judgment of the landing point and the timing of the jump were very important!
"What a whimsical fellow!"
As if he was annoyed by Ye Lingfeng's leaning, Ramos secretly exerted strength in his shoulder, wanting to squeeze Ye Lingfeng out of the ball holding area the moment the football fell!
However, Ye Lingfeng's center of gravity shifted backward and blocked Ramos 'position!
The two of them jumped at the same time!
He had trained his calf muscles for more than a month.
Ye Lingfeng's jumping ability was no longer what it used to be!
His height had a certain advantage over Ramos!
Under the watchful eyes of all the fans.
The moment the football fell, Ye Lingfeng jumped high and touched the ball with his forehead!
The ball was knocked back to Andres Nieesta, who was coming towards the ball!
"F * ck!"
Ramos was furious!
But out of instinct as a defender, the moment he landed on the ground, he surrounded Andres Nieesta, who was receiving the ball.
Pepe was forced to pull back to prevent the Barcelona player from suddenly hitting behind him.
The right back, Coentrao, also went to the middle to defend.
Ye Lingfeng's restraining effect in the front field made Real Madrid's rear defensive line slightly messy!
Near the midfield.
Alonso instantly put pressure on Nieesta's side!
Niesta was his national team's gold medal teammate!
He was also a character that he did not dare to ignore during the national derby!
"Don't miss number nine!"
On the sidelines, Zidane was very anxious.”
"Barcelona's new number nine can actually take on the job of playing with his back to the ball! This was something that even David Villa did not have, let alone Sanchez and Pedro!”
"The last Barcelona center forward who could take the ball with his back was Abramovich! But he had been away from Barcelona for many years!”
"The ball was returned to Andres Niesta! In front of him was Messi! Let's see how he handles it!"
On the court.
Niesta did not give the defenders a chance to confront each other.
The arch of his foot pushed the ball to Messi in front of him!
Messi received the ball with a lowered shoulder and avoided Modric, who wanted to intercept the ball with a cold arrow!
Almost at the same time, the corner of his eye moved!
Ye Lingfeng went around Pepe and Coentrao's area.
He suddenly cut forward to the right side of the front field!
The position he was in.
Real Madrid's left rear defensive line.
Marcelo was now returning to defend from a position close to the midfield!
The Brazilian full-back liked to plug in too much.
At this moment, he basically lost his position!
Ramos, on the other hand, was focused on Andres Nieesta.
It landed behind Ye Lingfeng!
Messi did not hesitate.
After adjusting his stride frequency and taking a few steps, he threw the ball.
He lifted his left foot.
He stuffed the ball straight out!
The football slid in a slight arc.
He went around to the side of Ye Lingfeng and Pepe!
This was Pepe's best defensive position!
"Pepe! Don't let him off! Get him out of the penalty area!"
On the sidelines, Ancelotti spat out the gum in his mouth and frowned!
She didn't know why, but she saw Ye Lingfeng's two moves.
He was a little flustered!
"Welcome to Bernabéu!"
Pepe roared and charged at Ye Lingfeng with his shoulder!
His shiny bald head shone under the scorching sun!
He wanted to push Ye Lingfeng out of the penalty area!
However, at the moment he fought against Ye Lingfeng.
The Portugal defender's expression changed drastically!
Ye Lingfeng wasn't completely unaffected.
After all, Pepe's 187-meter height and strong build were there!
But in comparison, Pepe was the one who was affected more by the reaction force!
With the support of 100% Drogba Mode.
Ye Lingfeng's resistance had reached a terrifying level!
At this moment, he received the ball in front of the penalty area!
Pepe reacted quickly and came back to his senses.
He pushed towards Ye Lingfeng again!
At the same time, he also made small movements with his feet.
He wanted to poke the ball out of the penalty area!
"This is Bernabéu?"
Ye Lingfeng took a step forward with the ball.
Entering the restricted area!
He subconsciously teased the Monk Peipei beside him.
He swung his right leg!
Kick up and shoot!
This was a shot that had just entered the penalty area!
The entire Bernabéu fell silent.
Casillas, who was in front of the goal, had already made a save!
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