Chapter 434: God at Camp Nou
Guardiola's worst fear has co true once again: Wang Feng has erupted with unimaginable energy, ready to step up and save the team.
In fact, from the ergence of the Chinese superstar to the present, nurous renowned coaches and analysts have ticulously studied him, leading to a startling conclusion: Wang Feng's potential is nearly untouchable! In other words, while any player on the field can be targeted and restricted with tailored defensive tactics, constantly marked throughout the ga, even superstars like Zidane and Ronaldo are not exceptions.
Under normal circumstances, Wang Feng conforms to this pattern. Even if he's incredibly strong, he's still just one person. However, experts gradually discovered that sotis the Chinese superstar can be as unstoppable as a god descending to earth. At such tis, his performance knows no bounds, and no amount of restriction can contain him.
There are countless examples of this phenonon. It's because of this that Wang Feng is known as the "Key Man," helping his team win one trophy after another. It's no wonder many dia outlets believe that ti is his only enemy.
Guardiola keenly senses that the Chinese superstar is currently in an unstoppable state. His super long-range world-class shot from over forty ters is just unbelievable!
With gritted teeth, Guardiola absolutely refuses to let victory slip through his fingers. He prepares to continue adjusting the lineup, substituting Henry with Keita, bolstering the midfield and defense to the fullest.
At the sa ti, he instructs the newly substituted Keita to relay ssages to other players. He advises them to adopt a ti-wasting tactic, ensuring that they safely play out the remaining ten-plus minutes while sparing no effort to limit Wang Feng, even if it ans fouling!
Players like Puyol find it sowhat unbelievable that the head coach would adopt such a negative tactic, but seeing Guardiola's serious expression on the sidelines, they choose to strictly adhere to his instructions.
The ga gradually approaches its conclusion.
"Boom!" Wang Feng once again falls heavily on the pitch. This isn't the first ti he's had intimate contact with the wet turf. Rainwater and mud cover his jersey.
In the past ten minutes, Barcelona has adopted a maniacal defensive strategy, even earning five yellow cards despite being at ho. The intensity is evident.
In the 87th minute, the referee shows a yellow card to the just-substituted Keita, awarding Real Madrid a free kick near the midfield, unable to directly threaten the goal.
Sneijder sends the free kick to Robben, the Dutch winger moves up the wing and passes to Wang Feng, who is facing away from the goal in front. At this mont, Busquets rushes from behind to intercept.
The Chinese superstar seems to have eyes in the back of his head, gently guiding the ball to the left with his left foot, smoothly turning to evade Busquets' pressure. His timing is impeccable – a mont earlier and he'd be blocked; a mont later and he'd be tackled.
Seeing that Busquets failed to stop him, nearby players like Xavi and Abidal converge from both sides, attempting to trap Wang Feng outside the penalty area like a closing gate.
However, Wang Feng's ball control is as swift as the wind, his rhythm changes making it difficult for the two defenders. Abidal loses his balance and falls trying to tackle, and the encirclent collapses instantly.
Entering the penalty area, Wang Feng cuts inside, pushing past Puyol who retreats while defending, with Marcos providing cover on the left. Wang Feng flicks the ball to the left, attempting the sa move to break through between the two defenders.
Puyol hastily extends his foot to intercept, but falls victim to a trick. Wang Feng uses his left foot to feint again, breaking through from the right side toward the goal line, reaching near the edge of the small penalty area. He takes a shot with his left foot.
Puyol desperately chases back, while the last defender, Alves, slides to block the ball. The goalkeeper also dives to the near post for the save, but the ball is too fast. It flies past the defensive line, kissing the inside of the left post and entering the net.
"Goooooal!!" The ball is in! My God, I can't believe my eyes!"
"Wang Feng once again performs a miracle, breaking through the entire Barcelona defense for the third ti and scoring an important goal! The score is now 5-5, and both sides are back to level!"
"This ga is truly full of twists and turns. We'll never know the outco until the final whistle. I wonder if there will be any changes in the next few minutes."
In the dying monts, Wang Feng is still not satisfied! In the 89th minute, he once again sets off from the front, ready to charge into the penalty area, but is pulled down from behind by Busquets.
As a result, the Spanish youngster, who ca on as a substitute, receives his second yellow card, directly leading to a red card! Whether it's Yaya Toure or Busquets, both of them were completely overwheld by Wang Feng's performance today.
Real Madrid earns a free kick in the attacking half, about twenty-five ters from the goal. "In this position, Wang Feng can easily take a shot on goal. Could the away team be about to stage a dramatic coback?"
The ho fans in the stands obviously know the danger of Wang Feng's free kicks. Their shouts and boos grow louder, attempting to disrupt the Chinese superstar's penalty kick.
Wang Feng wipes the sweat from his forehead, takes a deep breath, runs up, and shoots!
The ball flies towards the top left corner of the goal. Everyone seems to hold their breath, staring at the trajectory of the ball. "Boom!" It hits the post heavily and bounces out of bounds.
"Ah, what a pity! The angle of that shot was perfect. If it had just been a bit more to the inside, it would have been a goal! It seems that this century derby will ultimately end in a draw."
"After experiencing the high-intensity competition throughout the ga, even Wang Feng couldn't maintain his remarkable free-kick accuracy. He's scored five goals on his own in this ga, equivalent to the firepower of Barcelona's front three!"
As regular ti ends, the fourth official raises the board indicating five minutes of injury ti, a reasonable number due to the nurous fouls in the second half.
But Barcelona fans are very dissatisfied with this. Deafening boos echo through the Camp Nou; they're afraid, afraid in their own ho! At this mont, everyone hopes that the damn ti would hurry up, as a draw would be enough for Barcelona!
In the 94th minute, Real Madrid is still on the attack. Wang Feng's performance inspires everyone on the team. Robben holds off Alves on the wing and forcefully cuts inside. Suddenly stopping, he turns and sends a back-heel pass.
The Chinese superstar bursts into the penalty area, volleying with his left foot. A stunning low shot pierces through the legs of the Barcelona goalkeeper Valdes, skimming the inside of the left post and entering the net!
"Goooooal!! A last-minute winner! The last-minute winner of the ga!"
"Tonight, a god has appeared at the Camp Nou! Wang Feng, with six brilliant and unparalleled goals, tells everyone that he's the only god at the Camp Nou !"
"We can see that at this mont, the Chinese superstar is tilting his head up and spreading his arms, as if accepting the adoration of the Barcelona fans!"
"Ironically, the ho fans, who have been noisy throughout the ga, are now silent. No one dares to insult the Chinese superstar anymore. His performance deserves everyone's respect!"
The broadcast then shows various Barcelona players. Puyol shakes his head incessantly, Iniesta looks bewildered, and ssi lies on the pitch, burying his head deep in his hands, his shoulders occasionally trembling as if crying.
On the sideline, Guardiola angrily smashes the water bottle in his hand on the ground, while Schuster opens his mouth wide, looking very shocked, then showing a delighted and excited expression afterward.
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