Chapter 035 This is just the beginning!
The second half of the game began.
For well-known reasons, everyone was full of expectations for the second half of the game. Some people who were afraid of the world were waiting to see what would happen!
Although he has only been in the Ligue 1 season, Zhang Yang has made fans in the whole French know him! This is a young man with a very personality! He is very strong, confident and proud! Some people like him, and some people hate him, but even those who dislike him the most have to admit unwillingly that anyone who dares to oppose this young man and humiliate him has been punished so far!
What happened today has even exceeded the scope of the football field that people know!
What Paris fans do can be said to be completely beyond the scope of people's conventions. After the game, Paris Saint-Germain will almost certainly accept inquiries from the Ligue 1, and the punishment is almost certain.
However, these are no longer what the audience is paying attention to. Now, people are paying attention to the venue, now!
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What disappointed people a little was that in the ten minutes after the start of the second half, Paris Saint-Germain, who played at home, took the initiative!
Of course, Paris Saint-Germain is playing at home, and they are behind their arch rival Marseille zero-to-one. They will insist on attacking, which is predictable!
However, the people in front of the TV had a strange feeling that the Marseille team should take the initiative, and the Marseille team's offensive should be even more fierce! To be precise, the young man named Zhang Yang, the No. 9 player of the Marseille team should explode. This sharp dagger should have a glimmer of orchids and a terrifying light, deeply piercing into the opponent's body. With one knife, two knife, and another knife, blood splattered everywhere, and the world also changed color! Finally, it was just about the heart, or the throat! End everything!
The camera also frequently gives Zhang Yang close-ups, and they want to see something from Zhang Yang's face. However, disappointed them, the young man's expression was nothing unusual.
Just now, Zhang Yang received a pass from Morientes and chose a long shot impatiently. The shot was above the crossbar. After wasting this offensive opportunity, Zhang Yang also apologized to Morientes who passed the ball, and the latter responded with a smile.
Everything looks normal!
However, it is this normal that makes the commentators very distressed! The fire, gossip and passion in their hearts are burning, and the adrenaline in their entire body is rising rapidly. I want to see the craziest scene, but I can’t!
This feeling is so uncomfortable!
But everyone has a kind of intuition that something will definitely happen, and something exciting will definitely happen!
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In an attack from Paris Saint-Germain, Traore's pass from the wing, Pauletta gained the upper hand in the competition with De Hu. He pushed the ball to his forward partner Kalu, who volleyed the ball. When the Paris fans were about to get up to cheer, a figure blocked the ball.
The ball hit this man heavily, this was Louis! This black Algerian player blocked Kalu's shot with his body without fear of death! And he himself seemed to be hit by a rifle and fell heavily!
However, the danger has not been lifted!
The ball bounced to Roten's feet, and he turned his back to Marseille goal and lifted the ball to Mbami. The latter stopped the ball in his chest and shot with his foot!
The ball hit a person hard again!
Still Louis!
The big black man was hit on the face by the ball, grinning in pain, but he seemed to care nothing and quickly got up from the ground. In Mbami's surprise and incredible eyes, he kicked the ball into the frontcourt. At the same time, the black player opened his mouth wide and shouted at the top of his lungs, "—————Run!!"
This guy's pass was so powerful that after he kicked the ball out, he also fell back to the ground. In fact, he was able to stand up and grab the ball just now after blocking the ball, which made everyone feel incredible!
This guy is completely trying his best! Mbami looked at his opponent and thought to himself.
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Louis kicked the football forward with a big foot. The football flew in the air to Paris Saint-Germain's half. Just when some people were confused and didn't know whether Louis's big foot was clearing or passing the ball, a figure appeared in their sight.
The broadcasting lens uses long-range lenses, allowing people to see this attack from the best angle. The football flies in the sky, and under the football, a person is running like lightning.
Like the wind!
Like fire!
He is racing against the ball in the air!
This is Zhang Yang!
Zhang Yang opened his mouth wide and breathed in big mouths. There was only the ball in his eyes!
Just now, he saw Louis blocking the goal twice in a row in the middle circle, and his eyes turned red!
This guy!
Thank you, my brother!
Then, when Louis let out the roar, Zhang Yang had already spread his feet and ran desperately!
The roar of his comrades, at this moment, was his horn to kill the enemy's heart!
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Paris Saint-Germain's offensive attack was very fierce just now, and once formed a siege against the Marseille goal, so the two full-backs of Paris Saint-Germain even beat the half. Now, there are only two defensive players in their half, with central defender Rozenal heading to the penalty area in the center circle, while another central defender Jepez defended the last defense line in the top of the penalty area!
Rozenal was shocked. He was still attacking around Marseille's goal just now. He was almost scoring. Why did Marseille's counterattack come in the blink of an eye? What scared him even more was that Zhang Yang was about to rush to him!
The ball is still in the air, but it is already in a downward trend at this time!
Rozenal had no time to consider. Out of the defense's consciousness, he could only rush up, with the purpose of competing for this header with Zhang Yang. His idea was very direct. He didn't want to control the ball, just be able to hit the ball, whether it was to hit Jepez behind him or to hit the sideline!
Rozenal's idea is good!
Reality is cruel!
He looked at Zhang Yang who was coming like a wild horse, and suddenly felt a little scared, indeed, or he was unconfident all of a sudden, and he felt that he might not be able to stop that person!
The ball falls!
Rozenal has already taken off!
Zhang Yang also jumped up!
He jumped higher than Rozenal! Moreover, his judgment on the landing point of the ball must be more accurate!
Sometimes, the subtle gap at the beginning determines the result!
Zhang Yang first touched the ball. Instead of pushing the ball hard, he cleverly pointed the ball forward with his forehead. The ball padded his sweaty forehead and continued to jump forward.
At this time, neatly amazement was heard on the media seat and in front of the TV. The boy's judgment of the landing point of the ball, as well as his judgment and response to the instant situation, was simply amazing! When Zhang Yang was hitting the ball, his body tilted slightly to the left, which made him avoid Rozenal who was hitting the ball head-on. After pushing the ball away with his forehead, he barely avoided Rozenal's fierce collision. After landing, despite a staggering stagger, he supported the ground with his left hand, leaned forward with his body, kicked the ground with his right foot, quickly started, and chased the ball!
"This is simply pearl-like football wisdom!" In the commentary seat, Vesto shouted desperately!
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After Zhang Yang caught up with the ball, he did not stop the ball immediately, which would only delay his speed. He knew that behind him, the two full-backs of Paris Saint-Germain were desperately chasing back!
Zhang Yang caught up with the ball. He used his usual tricks and pointed the ball forward with his head. However, this time, he pointed the ball forward and continued to fly forward, showing a trend of falling.
Zhang Yang did not slow down. He caught up with the ball, and his knees nimblely padded the ball, and the ball continued to fly!
Now, only Yepas is standing in front of Zhang Yang!
But at this moment, no one can stop him!
Jepez's face was solemn, he stabilized his body and looked at the young man rushing over!
Yepais is waiting for an opportunity now. Zhang Yang did not stop the ball in order to pursue the speed of counterattack. Now, this gives Yepais the opportunity to intercept the ball! When he plans to stop Zhang Yang, he will rush forward and intercept the ball if he can intercept the ball. If it really doesn't work, he will use his hands and feet to entangle Zhang Yang, delaying the offensive time of Marseille and winning time for his teammates to return to defense! As long as he delays Zhang Yang, this is a successful defense!
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Zhang Yang continued to run. When Yepes saw the ball drop, Zhang Yang was about to stop the ball. He rushed up immediately and was about to break the ball!
Yepas was very proud of his judgment. He was confident that he would definitely be able to complete the interception this time!
However, almost one second before Yepas touched the ball, Zhang Yang stretched out his right foot and poked the ball in the air. At the same time, he quickly changed direction and rushed past Yepas who rushed up!
Jepez watched the young man pass by him in horror!
The TV was filled with surprise because Zhang Yang had just seen a superb figure with amazing skills. Yes, this seemed very simple, but it was just a change in direction during high-speed dribbling. However, considering that this young man was galloping almost at a 100-meter sprint, such a volleyball ball turned out to the opposite direction.
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Even if it is described as "magical"!
At this time, the commentator could only open his mouth wide and could not send out a syllable for a long time.
The only imperfect thing is that Zhang Yang did not control his strength when he poked the ball. The ball was a little far away from him. At this time, in the penalty area of Paris Saint-Germain, their goalkeeper Rondero had abandoned the goal and attacked!
But Zhang Yang activated again, making his body's explosive power reach the extreme. He rushed forward in the blink of an eye, then snatched up in front of Rondero, poked it, and the football rolled between Rondero's legs that were not too late to close. Then he bypassed Rondero himself, chased the ball, and shot with a burst of shot!
It took nine seconds from Louis's big-footed pass to Zhang Yang's goal!
This is speed!
"Beautiful! on——buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Everyone on the bench in Marseille jumped up, and Fernandez even held his head with his hands, unable to believe it.
During the whole process, other players in Marseille, including Zhang Yang's forward partner Morientes in this game, and Ribery, who was also very fast, were all completely bystanders. They didn't even have time to run a few steps before the goal came. When Zhang Yang passed Jepez, even the defenders of Paris Saint-Germain gave up chasing back. Everyone stood there and watched Zhang Yang complete his performance alone!
Is this the end of angering Zhang Yang? Pauletta stood near the Marseille penalty area, watching the guy who snatched the golden boots from his hands last season.
"Ahaha! Parisian! See if it doesn't! This is the end! This is the price to anger him!" Ribery ran to Zhang Yang and shouted unscrupulously!
While Louis was half kneeling on the ground, he raised his arms and let out a roar! He roared at the top of his lungs for his good brother's goal!
After shooting, Zhang Yang faced the empty goal and shot with a burst of shot. Then he didn't even look at the ball across the goal line, but turned around and started running. He ran towards the corner flag point like a madman. He flew up and put it hard on the billboard, one, two, three!
Bang bang bang bang!
The whole person looks crazy!
There was a photographer behind the billboard. He seemed to be frightened by the erotic hideousness and madness of the ball, and thanks to his camera, everyone heard the rude curse of the young man.
"Fuck you. Damn, this is just the beginning!"
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Chapter completed!