Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 194 De Bruyne’s super long shot, assists and scored twice (please vote for me)

The [-]nd minute of the game.

Benteke's pressing effect came out. Under his struggle, Welsh defender Ashley Williams had no choice but to pass the ball to Ledley in the center.

Fellaini had been standing nearby and watched eagerly. After seeing Ledley preparing to catch the ball, he stepped forward at high speed and knocked him away with a big jam.

"Referee! Isn't this a foul?" Ledley knew the situation was not good and quickly called for a foul, but the referee ignored him.

"You are a bunch of lackeys from a strong team! You are a dark horse miracle who can't stand the weak team! Go to hell!"

Ledley's grumbling words immediately attracted the attention of the referee, who silently remembered that after the attack, Ledley was given a yellow card.

"Bang." Fellaini handed the ball to Chen Yufeng on the wing, and then followed Benteke again to the back of the penalty area.

"Pay attention to people! Pay attention to people! Go and interfere with that No. 6 personally!"

The Welsh defense suddenly became panicked and began to call for players to mark and released areas outside the penalty area.

When controlling the center of the penalty area and the wings, they really had to leave one spot open.

And once this kind of place is exploited by opponent players, there will be continuous dangers waiting for them.

"Oh!"

Chen Yufeng's pass came out again. He once again chose an unexpected method and swept the ball in front of De Bruyne on the outside of the penalty area.

There is already a clear space in front of De Bruyne. Not only is there no one to mark him, but there is no one to block it.

"Bang!!!"

A kick made by the arch of his right foot was sent out, and De Bruyne took the ball to the far corner of the Welsh goal.

For a top star like this, usually there will be no problem with his shots from this position. At least he will hit the target with one shot.

De Bruyne's long-range shot is also one of his special skills on the court. The kick was tricky and fast, flying past Ashley Williams' feet and arcing towards the goal.

By the time Welsh goalkeeper Hennessy saw the football, it was already about three meters in front of him.

At this distance, even if two of them stood on the goal line, there was almost no possibility of saving.

"Shhh!!"

As the net trembled violently again, the cheers of the Belgian fans once again overwhelmed the entire Pierre Arena, making the entire stand area seem a little shaken, "Yeahhhhh...!!"

De Bruyne ran towards Chen Yufeng with a red face, then came to the fans' stand area and slid down to his knees in celebration domineeringly.

Although Chen Yufeng likes to celebrate by sliding on his knees, De Bruyne is a shy big boy, and it is rare to celebrate in this way.

This means that he is indeed a little selfless at the moment.

Indeed, how can we not be excited by such a hearty reversal?

Three to two!
  The score for the Belgian team's comeback!
  De Bruyne scores the comeback goal, bringing Belgium closer to the semi-finals!
  "This ball is for my ex-girlfriend and for damn Courtois!"

De Bruyne then hugged Chen Yufeng tightly, bursting out with a very special emotion. He was excited and lost his mind, and his body was shaking slightly while he was lost.

"As long as we did it, people like that deserve to go to hell."

Like a big brother, Chen Yufeng patted De Bruyne hard on the back, and then the two of them walked toward the backcourt with their arms around their shoulders.

"Keep coming! Kill these sons of bitches!"

Lukaku on the sidelines was completely crazy. After high-fiving Wilmots, he rushed to the sidelines and shouted wildly on the field.

The Stade Pierre has been slowly swallowed up by the red of Belgium!
  They launched a strong attack like a tidal wave!
  This is done at any cost and without regard to the consequences, and the goal is to slap the deceitful Welshman to death on the wall!

"We will be champions!"

Witsel, who was next to Lukaku, couldn't help but sigh when he saw the strong cohesion of the Belgian team on the court.

For the first time, he saw the championship look from this team.

"If I can win the intercontinental championship in this competition, then I will definitely choose football, not money."

Thinking of the invitation from the Tianjin team of a certain Eastern country, Witsel, who was already quite young, once again became determined on this path.

"The goal was scored! The Belgian team took the lead! A dreamy second half!!"

CCTV commentator Liu Jiayuan's voice rang out in the live broadcast room again, "De Bruyne's long shot knocked on the Welsh team's goal! This is a wonderful world-wide kick!"

"Chen Yufeng scored twice with assists! It was him who created a threat on the right again!"

"This is another exciting goal battle. The fans who stayed up late to watch this game are in luck!!"

"Whether it's the Wales team's targeted and perfect tactical goal in the first half, or the Belgian team's frontcourt coverage bombing in the second half! It all makes our blood boil!"

"Belgium has scored more than five goals in three games at this European Cup!"

"This is a desperate team. They don't want to defend, they just want to fight you head-on in the frontcourt!"

"Chen Yufeng, Hazard, De Bruyne, Lukaku, Benteke, Fellaini, including Nainggolan and Witsel, this can all give them confidence!"

"Let's see if there will be more goals in the game!"

"..."

When the entire Stade Pierre had entered the rhythm of Belgium, Coleman on the sidelines was completely at a loss.

He came to the sidelines again, unable to focus on one place. The distracting thoughts in Coleman's mind at the moment have completely distracted him.

how can that be……

Are we about to be reversed? !
  Could it be that even if you know the opponent's tactics in advance, you can't win this game?
  How strong is Belgium's offensive firepower, and how will he be ridiculed by others after the game?
  Dark Horse Miracle, is it time to end it...

Coleman's breathing became rapid, and he even lost his footing and almost slipped on the sidelines.

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle sounded. Under the painful eyes of all the Welsh players, he stepped forward and showed Ledley a yellow card.

This was a drawn card to punish Ledley for the bad words he had just spewed at him.

As the topaz card was raised high into the sky, the hearts of the Welsh players also broke to the ground.

They sat on the ground in defeat, with only Bell standing with his hands on his hips.

At this moment, Bell looked towards the wing and saw Chen Yufeng, whom he had mentioned in the pre-match meeting, with a hint of deep envy in his eyes.

It would be great if he also had the support of so many strong teammates...

"I hope the two of us can meet in the Champions League next season, and then it will be a real competition."

Bell murmured, lowered his head and walked towards the center circle again. He wanted to compete with Chen Yufeng again in full strength in the future.

If you switch to a club, everything will be different...

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle didn't wait for anyone and soon blew again.

The Belgian team was playing completely crazy. They had completely forgotten the score in their minds and rushed towards the Welsh half like a hungry tiger.

Their attitude made Wales afraid to launch the usual wave of strong attacks after losing the ball. The game seemed to be still in the same rhythm just now.

Wales didn't even dare to control the ball anymore. After a few passes from the backcourt, he fired a long ball and threw it directly towards Robson-Kanu.

"Oh!"

Alderweireld headed the ball towards Nainggolan's control area. Nainggolan looked back and saw Ledley coming up to steal the ball, and suddenly pushed his butt behind.

Ledley stumbled momentarily, giving Nainggolan room to turn around.

That's the way he plays, he's a tiger!

What is needed is physical confrontation and long-range burst shooting!

"Oh!"

Nainggolan then passed the ball to Chen Yufeng who was in a neutral position. They didn't even have the patience to pass a few more passes, they just wanted to work in the dangerous area.

After Chen Yufeng stopped the ball, he saw that the opportunity was not very good and lobbed the ball towards Hazard's control area.

Hazard quickly dribbled the ball and started to cut inside. After making a fake dunk, he pulled the football back and cut towards the center of the penalty area.

This is the inside cut he is used to!
  "Oh!"

The subsequent right-footed shot allowed Hazard to regain the feeling of playing football at Chelsea. Unfortunately, the football flew past the net and missed the target!
  "Oh……!"

The Belgian fans at the scene suddenly exclaimed. They were about to get up from their seats again, wave their arms and shout.

"It doesn't matter, let's assume they escaped. Come again, come again!" Chen Yufeng looked very excited. Every skill he acquired became his confidence at this moment.

He has many options. Even if he doesn't succeed every time, as long as he seizes the opportunity, he will definitely kill.

"Don't stop this offensive rhythm, use our favorite way to fight them!"

After Hazard failed to score, he shouted loudly: "Fuck the quarter-finals, this is a friendly match for us to train our offense!"

Many people suddenly smiled and felt encouraged and their bodies became a little more energetic as they ran back.

Emotion is always a very important part of the game.

Don't think this is secondary, this is a kind of hysterical passion hidden in everyone's heart. They will burst out their full potential at this moment, and every run will be a full sprint!
  As time continued to move forward, the Welsh players felt more and more that the game was out of control.

They played well for half the game and then collapsed as the Belgians adjusted.

This has left many people puzzled. What exactly did the Belgian midfielder do? Is there any special sacrificial activity?

"We saw that the situation had completely turned around and the Belgians were dominating the game."

CCTV commentator Liu Jiayuan excitedly provided commentary to the audience. As a single commentator, he must shoulder the two tasks of tactical analysis and game description.

This in itself is a boring thing.

But seeing such a wonderful game today, Liu Jiayuan's emotions were also aroused, and he no longer felt tired, but was still very motivated.

"Actually, Wales' tactics are not useless. We can still see from the details that they still know how to target Belgium's midfield and backfield defense in some cases."

"But the most serious problem is that the Belgian team, which is united at this moment, does not intend to give them this opportunity."

"They used a rapid offensive to suppress the Welsh. If this situation continues, I guess there will be goals, both teams will score!"

"What a hearty duel!"

(End of this chapter)