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Chapter 49 Super long-range shot! Embrace the earth! (Please follow up)

After the celebration in Bochum was completed, the situation on the scene stabilized.

Neither side seemed to have a chance to score another goal, and the rhythm completely slowed down.

In the coach's seat on the sidelines.

Lampez's face showed some anxiety and disappointment. The score at this moment was definitely difficult to satisfy him.

As the home team, Bochum should try to score three points in every game.

Which part of the team has the problem?

Lampes had some doubts in his heart. There shouldn't be a big problem on the front line.

That should be the midfield and backcourt...

"Lampes, after all these years, the tactics are still the same."

Just as Lampes was thinking, a loud and gloating voice came from the side.

Lampes immediately turned his head and saw the head coach of Leipzig Red Bull, Sau, standing next to him, chewing gum in his mouth, with a look on his face that seemed to be taunting him.

"Is there something wrong with you?"

Lampez's face showed a bit of displeasure. He had always been at odds with this person.

When the team had a conflict with their opponent just now, the two of them also had some verbal fights on the sidelines.

"Oh God, my poor industry seniors, this seems a bit urgent."

Sau's face was full of high spirits, he folded his hands and looked at the field, saying: "The second-line lineup is equal to the first-line lineup, and the situation is not inferior at all."

"That's really out of date, Mr. Lampus."

I have to say that Sau is actually quite right.

After saying these words, Lampez couldn't stand any longer and walked straight in the direction of Sau, with some anger in his steps.

The atmosphere on the court is already very excited by the fans, but if someone stirs up the flames, everyone will get angry easily.

Looking at Lampez walking over, Sau was not afraid at all. With a disdainful smile on his face, he stood motionless.

"Forget it, forget it!"

At the critical moment, some assistant coaches from Bochum stepped forward to hold Lampes back and prevented the conflict from escalating further.

When the head coach comes, the assistant coach has to come, and when the assistant coach comes, the substitute players have to come.

Everyone is on the court, and the players on the court have to come down and play as well.

Only then will everyone truly regret it when they are unable to step up and face huge fines or other penalties.

"The villain succeeds."

Lampez pointed at Sau's face and said the last thing.

"clown."

Sau did not look back, cursed, and then continued to focus on the court.

Only seen on the court.

Bochum's slow attack finally advanced to Leipzig's backcourt.

They first carried out a small-scale rapid cooperation on the left wing, looking for opportunities to go down.

But in the end, it was discovered that all the gaps were not blocked and everyone's lines were blocked.

"Bang!"

They chose their worst passing option and knocked the ball back.

The Bochum midfielder received the ball near the midfield on the wing and looked up at the field.

"Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, he made a short pass and handed the ball to the advancing midfielder. At the same time, he shouted, "Push forward quickly and give the ball to the wind!"

The midfielder took the hint and brought the ball in front of his body with one kick, then passed the ball directly to Lu Chenfeng who returned the ball.

This is the running style that Lu Chenfeng has been adopting recently.

If the team does not have a cross opportunity, he will tend to frequently return the ball to try for long-range shots.

"Concentrate and block his passing route!"

On the sidelines, Leipzig head coach Sauu waved his hands to signal the team to guard against Lu Chenfeng's through ball.

If it is stuffed near the ribs, a pass will be made and the team will be in trouble again.

As for Lu Chenfeng’s long-range shot...

Judging from this game, Sau did not feel that it was a threat, although he had scored two long-range shots before.

The thoughts of the Leipzig players on the field were similar to Sau's.

So in this tense last moment, when Lu Chenfeng got the ball and turned around easily.

In just two or three seconds, no defender came forward to block the space. Everyone just moved as a whole to defend Lu Chenfeng's through ball.

When Lu Chenfeng saw this scene, of course he knew that his best opportunity had arrived.

He took the ball forward with his right foot, then focused his eyes on the football, followed quickly with his body, swung his arm, and swung the ball violently with his right foot.

Seeing Lu Chenfeng looking so determined to win, the Leipzig players on the field suddenly had some bad premonitions in their hearts.

Several players rushed forward quickly, preparing to block it.

But obviously, it's too late!

"Bang!!"

A shot resounded across the entire court.

The football immediately flew to the bottom corner of the goal like an arrow, swaying in the air.

The height of the football is not very high, so it is a half-high ball that is easier for the goalkeeper to catch.

But in terms of ball speed and angle, we have achieved the best!

The Leipzig goalkeeper looked shocked and immediately flew towards the football with all his strength.

It's a pity that it was all empty!

"昘!"

The moment he landed, he heard a crisp sound from the goal behind him!

A heartbreaking sound like coming from hell!

“Yeah yeah yeah yeah…!!”

What followed was the almost crazy, deafening shouts of tens of thousands of Bochum fans at the scene.

Countless glasses of beer and popcorn were thrown into the sky by Bochum fans at this moment, forming beautiful rainbows that flew wantonly in the stands.

The Bochum fans, who had been depressed for a whole game, were finally released at their home court.

The winning goal!

"Long shot!"

From the courtside commentator's seat, Zhan Jun's iconic hoarse voice sounded, full of passion: "The ball has been scored!"

"Lu Chenfeng! Using a powerful and heavy long-range shot, he defeated the menacing Leipzig Red Bull team in the away game!"

"We still have to see Lu Chenfeng, the well-deserved new king of the Ruhr area is crowned!"

He Wei's excited voice also sounded, "The twelfth ball in ten rounds is like a devil descending from the sky, guarding Bochum in blood!"

"Genius, he is a genius! A genius who surpasses Dong Fangzhuo, Yang Chen and other seniors!"

"Chinese fans' expectations for him have not been in vain. He is changing the predicament of Chinese players in Europe step by step."

On the court.

Lu Chenfeng quickly ran to the sidelines to celebrate. This time, he did not use his favorite skate to kneel.

Instead, he ran to the sidelines, closed his eyes, and hugged the entire stadium and all the fans!

Nothing can be more exciting than a last-minute victory, especially for those involved.

At this moment, listening to the cheers of countless fans on the sidelines for him, Lu Chenfeng's love for football became even more intense.

This is the most exciting sport in the world!

(End of chapter)