Chapter 137 The Berlin Olympic Stadium Witnesses Flying Immortals!(3/3)
Suddenly, while running at high speed, Xiao Wen turned around forcefully and stepped back a few steps.
Rakitic followed closely.
Xiao asked again.
Busquets follows again.
After several sudden changes of direction, Barcelona's two midfielders kept the distance from Xiao Wen beautifully, and Xiao Wen had no extra space to move forward.
At this time, Griezmann, who was on the line of the penalty area, finally rushed into the penalty area.
Pique and Mascherano were ready.
Griezmann immediately moved back. Seeing that his defensive task had been completed, Neymar ran a few steps forward and followed Koke who ran up to support him. Therefore, Busquets had to devote some of his energy to look at the attempt.
Griezmann moving towards the top of the penalty area.
With a whoosh, Alba suddenly accelerated and flew towards Juanfran!
Juanfran was suddenly startled. He lowered his head to watch the ball. Thinking about the glance he just cast towards the center, Xiao Wen seemed to be in front of the penalty area. Give him the ball, give him the ball, give him the ball!
Together with this thought, under the tension, it turned into an instinctive action!
He took a step forward and kicked the ball with his right foot!
The football made a huge arc, flew through the penalty area, and turned outwards from the penalty spot!
this ball
It actually seemed like it was going to fly in front of Xiao Wen who was already standing on the line of the penalty area!
After Rakitic also gritted his teeth and rushed over, he discovered a fact with some horror.
There was no one watching around Xiao Wen!
The front was empty and undefended. Xiao Wen was shocked. Although he could not fully understand Juanfran's thoughts, he had to deal with the ball when it came.
My technique of stopping the ball is okay, and my movement skills are indeed fast enough when stopping, but it is really difficult to operate the ball after stopping it!
So he stood still!
Swing your legs!
Rakitic's pupils in front of him were dilated, and Xiao Wen's only explanation for this action was that this little brat wanted to volley!
Reminiscent of the kid's long-range shots in the World Cup, Rakitic felt a chill creeping up his back, but this was not the time to think. Pique was too heavy and Busquets was too slow.
There was no one else around. If Xiao Wen missed the goal right in front of him, Rakitic knew how much trouble he would get into.
You can't be timid, you can only pounce, you can only block, and you can work hard regardless of your own safety!
Rakitic took a step forward and jumped up!
In front of the goal, Ter Stegen was also ready.
New and old grudges!
As Xiao Wen became more and more famous, his half-court shot was always included in his collection. It was either the first to appear or the final star!
The hatred in Ter Stegen’s heart!
Ter Stegen has enough confidence in his own saving skills, especially after his experience this season. He simply does not believe that Xiao Wen can hit the ball, let alone with his left foot!
Enrique on the sidelines had a different premonition.
Originally, the situation on the field was suppressed by Barcelona, just like a professional team facing a high school team. Unexpectedly, unexpected surprises came one after another, especially Xiao Wen's two consecutive inexplicable dribbles similar to the Marseille slalom, which made him a little bit agitated.
Chilling.
Then, Xiao Wen first attracted two defensive midfielders, allowing Griezmann to easily penetrate the Barcelona midfield blockade and pass the ball to Juanfran, who was pressing up. Then the opponent showed a very strong ability to escape.
From the left side to the top of the penalty area, he rushed in and out of the penalty area, standing still and frequently shuttled among the figures. Several times, he had disappeared from his sight. If Enrique hadn't had amazing eyesight, he wouldn't have even seen him.
There was no sign of Xiao Wen.
But now he could see clearly, Xiao Wen was standing there, waiting for the ball to come.
Enrique narrowed his eyes, and he admired Xiao Wen's calmness along the way...even his avoidance like an instinctive reaction. He had been exposed to La Masia things since he was a child, and of course he knew how to pass and run.
It takes years of hard work on the court to find a gap.
In particular, I noticed that the opponent's movement when seeking space to stop the ball or shoot was very sophisticated and had a sinister flavor. And this damn leg swinging forward always made Enrique feel very familiar.
Turn sideways, step your right leg firmly, and swing your left foot!
boom!
This ball is drawn steadily, accurately and very accurately!
Enrique's expression changed drastically!
This is the true side of Xiao Wen, needless to say calmness. Severity and determination are both the best among players!
Ter Stegen was also dumbfounded by the draw on the penalty area line. Although it seemed difficult and far away, Xiao Wen really got it!
In Ter Stegen's view, that ultra-long-distance lob in the Bundesliga was equally astonishing, but not as amazing as the sharp aura exuded by the opponent at this time. The real strength shown by this guy was only
I’m afraid I’ve already exceeded the limit of my imagination!
The football came roaring, and only an afterimage could be seen. Ter Stegen became more and more frightened. He instinctively wanted to make some action, but could not do anything. He already heard what he least wanted to hear.
It’s also the sound I’m most afraid of hearing.
Busquets stood on the line of the penalty area and felt like ice water was pouring on his head.
I was indeed too impulsive just now. Only when I calm down can I correctly assess the power of Xiao Wen's attack!
horrible.
In front of Rakitic and Busquets, Xiao Wen stood up straight again, eyebrows raised, and imposing!
Stop and pump sideways, all in one go!
Those media, platforms, and apps just released the news of Rakitic's goal and made GIFs or videos to applaud Barcelona's wonderful passing goal.
Xiao Wen
Is this a flying fairy from heaven?!
this.
In the stands, Qida, who came to watch the game, felt horrified in his heart. He just felt that this young man who was so powerful in his impression... He had done it again!
Things that are unimaginable to ordinary people, and shooting methods that are difficult to fathom!
Zidane looked at Xiao Wen who had already rushed to the sideline and kicked towards the corner flag. His admiration for this kid could not be higher. The opponent did not just run straight into the penalty area like ordinary players, but instead had to take a timeout.
The offense is average and stops in place. I don’t know how many players in the world would not make this choice in this situation.
The fans in the stands felt their eyes blurred, and they rubbed their eyeballs.
Gary Neville was completely out of control. He didn't even know what he was bragging about. God, the King of the Ball, was unstoppable. In short, all the praises he could think of were poured out at this moment.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Wen! I was too early just now. You are the king of the ball!"
"Damn it! It's Zidane in reverse! Zidane is coming from the left, Xiao Wen is coming from the right, but both are so exciting!"
"I think Xiao Wen's ball is more difficult! Zidane's ball fell from a high altitude, and this ball curves and snaps down faster!"
"Xiao Wen is so angry! Oh my god."
"This kick by Ter Stegen must have reminded me of the super long lob shot in the Bundesliga. There was no reaction!"
"What other reaction can there be? The speed of this ball is already over 130KM!"
"Dick! It's just one word, I only say it once!"
Good night, fellow ancestors.
Chapter completed!