"Lyon team played very proactively after the game started today. They actively fought and the two consecutive steals made the Marseille team members a little busy. Fortunately, the ball was still at our feet." He Wei looked at the game nervously and said that he chatted with his partner Huang Jianxiang for a while before the game started. Both of them knew the importance of this game to Zhang Yang. Lyon team is undoubtedly the well-deserved overlord of the Ligue 1. The player configuration of Lyon team is in the top 16 of the UEFA Champions League, which will be the strongest opponent Zhang Yang has encountered so far in his career.

Coupled with the powder-filled verbal battle before the game, Zhang Yang had to score at least one goal in this game, otherwise, the media, especially the media in Lyon, might have ridiculed him.[]

"Zhang Yang must be under a lot of pressure today."

"I think we are worried, haha, do you see if there is a nervous expression on Zhang Yang's face?" Huang Jianxiang said. At this time, the camera gave Zhang Yang a close-up. The boy's face was invisible, but there were more excited expressions.

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"Just a fan asked about the starting roster of Lyon. I'll read it again. Their goalkeeper is the French national goalkeeper, Chris, Monsolo, Reville, Abidal on the defense line; Essin, Diarra, Juninho; Maluda, Vertod and Govu on the forward line." After the game began, the Marseille team was more passive, and Chinese fans were anxious in front of the TV. At this time, He Wei suddenly picked up and talked about the starting roster of Lyon.

Lyon team played 433, so their wings would be relatively empty. This was emphasized by Fernandez before the game. He arranged for Nasri and Ribery to search for almost assaults on both sides, especially Ribery was very fast, just to take advantage of this. Lyon team's full-backs had problems with strong offense and weak defense. Fernandez believed that Nasri and Ribery were enough to cause trouble for Lyon's wings.

Nasri also dribbled the ball into the right side of Lyon as Fernandez told him before the game. Juninho was chasing back, but he was slightly inferior in speed, mainly because Essin was slanting.

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Seeing Essin getting closer, Nasri planned to speed up the breakthrough, but Mohamed Diyala directly tackled the ball out of the sideline, destroying Marseille's plan to break the fast break.

Nasri just jumped up and avoided Mohamed Diyala's tackle. As soon as he landed, he was knocked away by Essin. Although it seemed that Essin did not intentionally, he just couldn't hold it back, Nasri knew that this black guy did it on purpose.

He climbed up from the ground and glared at Essin, who was unceremonious and even provocative.

"Sister, what to look at," said Essin.

Nasri's eyes were wide open and his fists were clenched tightly. He really wanted to hit him with one punch, but Nasri, who had been a good baby since childhood, was shy and a little weak in character. This was also a bit of headache for Fernandez.

If this is Zhang Yang, he would first punch and then kick it.

Zhang Yang was not far from Nasri. When he saw that Nasri seemed to be bullied, he rushed over directly.

"Hehe, what are you doing?" Zhang Yang stood in front of Nasri and looked at Essin coldly.

When Essin saw Zhang Yang, he certainly knew the culprit of the "causing" war of words. The black player nicknamed "Buffalo" licked his lips and was about to say something. The referee Michel came over with a whistle, and he warned the three parties verbally.

"Why are you right that guy?" Zhang Yang turned his head and asked Nasri.

"He, he scolded me." Nasri said gritting his teeth. He was embarrassed to say that the other party insulted him as a 'sissy'.

"Beat him!" Zhang Yang shouted at Nasri. Essin, not far away, obviously heard this, and he grinned and laughed. This Chinese boy looked more powerful than that little white-faced. Ha, but you dare to say this, wait.

Nasri looked up at Zhang Yang.

"Brother, fight like a man!" Zhang Yang and Nasri hugged him and said to him in his ear.

Nasri just nodded, clenched his fists, and said nothing.

"Don't listen to Zhang's random words." Oruma came over. He heard Zhang Yang's words before, and quickly said to Nasri, "He's sweating profusely. How could Zhang Yang urge Nasri like this?

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Taiwo ran up the Marseille team's out-of-bounds ball, and he was mainly responsible for throwing the Marseille team's out-of-bounds ball on the left. The Nigerian has the ability to throw out the out-of-bounds balls vigorously. The out-of-bounds balls he threw are simply grenades.

The ball was thrown to Jankole. Although the tall Czech guys were tall, the other two long legs were very flexible. He hooked the ball thrown by Tayvo and just adjusted the position of himself and the ball.

After he came down, he did not let the football stay under his feet for too much, but passed it directly to Ribery who was running.

Ribery tried to break through head after receiving the ball. Mohamed Diyala defended steadily, and Ribery had no chance. He decided to slow down and look for another opportunity. Just when he stopped the football and planned to look up to observe the situation on the field, Maluda, who returned to defense at high speed in front, came to kill him. He was preparing to poke the ball while Ribery was facing his back!

It seems that the Marseille team is losing possession!

Fabio Celestini wanted to remind Ribery, but he was not as quick as Maluda's feet, and he was about to touch it. Ribery seemed to have eyes on his back, and suddenly pulled the ball back with his left foot. Then he changed his right foot and pulled the ball back gently, then avoided Diyala's frontal interception. Then he knocked the ball back with his right foot forward, jumped up and dodged, breaking through!

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This series of movements is done smoothly and naturally, and is done in one go. It is so beautiful!

"Wowowowowowowowowowowowowowo! So beautiful! Ribery! He is simply playing the piano with his feet. So beautiful! Such extraordinary people are rare in formal competitions, but they will appear in amateur competitions. Kupei sarcastically said that Ribery was from an amateur competition, and Ribery made such a move! Great!" French National 1 commentator Visto jumped up and exclaimed.

Seeing Ribery break through Maluda and Mohamed Diyala one after another and continue to dribble the ball, Lyon's central defender was a little hesitant: Will he be able to pounce?

If you pounce on it, it is very likely that the opponent will be overwhelmed. If you don't pounce on it, the opponent can pass the ball and cut directly.

Ribery took advantage of their hesitation and gently knocked the ball and prepared to cut it in.

Monsolo quickly came up to intercept.

Ribery's left foot passed the ball, making Monzolo think it would be a bicycle passer. When Ribery's right foot also passed by, Monzolo affirmed his thoughts. He bent down and bent his knees, and while taking a small step back, he closely paid attention to Ribery's foot movements, preparing to lean up as he ticks the ball left or right, and block the ball and break it down.

He had a good idea, but Ribery wasn't riding a bicycle.

The right foot that was shaking his right foot suddenly knocked the ball to the front left, which was beyond Monsolo's expectations. Then he immediately reacted and moved his body horizontally to block Riberi's entry into the penalty area. Suddenly cutting into the penalty area and shooting was Riberi's specialty.

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However, Monsolo immediately heard a huge boo, and only one person could make Lyon fans boo so wildly!

He turned his head suddenly to look, but saw someone receiving the ball, which was Zhang Yang!

Raymondville tried to tackle and the ball jumped!

Zhang Yang picked up the ball, pulled it, and then shot coldly!

After the ball left the ground, it suddenly jumped up, almost a white light flew straight towards the goal, which showed how powerful the shot was.

Lyon's goalkeeper Kupe was blocked by the crowd. When he saw the white light coming, it was too late to make a save. The ball swept through his cheek and continued to fly forward.

Oops!

Kupei was shocked. He wouldn't have been scored like this. Then he heard the sound of the ball hitting the crossbar heavily. He quickly hugged the ball that hit the crossbar and bounced back tightly in his arms. He hugged the ball and the French national goal breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head to look at Zhang Yang who completed the shot. Seeing the boy's annoyed kick, Kupei finally faced the young Chinese shooter at this time. It seemed that this boy was not simple. He underestimated him a little.

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At this moment, the whistle of referee Michel sounded.

He ran to the top of the penalty area, where a conflict broke out.

"Wowowo, something seems to have happened there. Nasri? It was Nasri and Essim that had a conflict. Oh my God, was that Samir (Nasri)? He actually tried to tie Essim's neck. When did this kid become so manly?" commentator Westo shouted in fuss.

How could Essin make Nasri tie his neck? He shook his hand and stretched Nasri and opened it, choking Nasri's neck.

Just after finishing the shot, I saw the ball hitting the crossbar. Zhang Yang turned his head and looked around.

Fighting started?!

Nasri actually dared to pinch the big black man's neck? OK! OK! OK! OK! OK! OK!

Then he saw Essin snatching Nasri's neck, and he ran towards the conflict place regardless of his annoyance.

Nasri is a man. This kid finally got a manly man. Zhang Yang and Nasri have a good relationship, but this kid is too shy. To put it nicely, it's a bit unbearable. Unexpectedly, this time it broke out.

Seeing Zhang Yang rushing towards the conflict site, the booing at the Gerland Stadium became even stronger.

Zhang Yang was unable to rush in in the end. He was hugged by the veteran Jankoler who rushed over. Of course, Jankoler knew Zhang Yang's temper. Coupled with the strong smell of gunpowder before the game, the kid would just punch him and he would be finished.

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Other players from both sides have already surrounded them, some have swearing, and some have taken the opportunity to make some small moves.

The referee kept whistlings. He separated Essin and Nasri, then communicated with the lineman through the headset for a few words, took out a yellow card from his pocket and lit it at Nasri and Nasri and Essim respectively.

He then awarded Marseille a free kick in the frontcourt.

Hoosh shit!

The Lyon fans at the Gerland Stadium were no longer doing it. The boy named Nasri actually dared to come up and pinch our "Big Buffalo"'s neck. This was the boy's provocation. Will you give a penalty by referee? Don't you have any eyes?

When other Lyon players saw this penalty, they also protested around the referee. First of all, the position of the free kick was too dangerous. Secondly, they felt that the referee favored the visiting team, Marseille, which was not possible. This is our home court. This penalty must be protested. This wind cannot be long!

However, Essin, one of the parties involved, did not speak. He knew the best why the referee awarded a free kick.

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Chapter completed!