"I want to overturn my rating of Lin at the beginning!"
"Although Lin's attack seems very reckless, he has made no mistakes so far!"
"This shows that he has a clear understanding of his ability to attack! And he makes good use of his ability!"
"Thinking more about it, Real Madrid's B team's tactical style is to pass from the wing and grab points in the middle! Lin seems to be targeting this point!"
"This is extraordinary! You have overall thinking!"
In the stands, the pen in Watson's hand was writing faster and faster!
Although many young scouts have begun to use portable computers to record records, older scouts like him still prefer the paper and pen method.
At this time, the game has reached the 88th minute!
The score on the court is 1:0!
Team Leoa takes the lead!
In the 78th minute of the second half, Real Madrid's B team, which had been unable to attack for a long time, finally slacked off.
A casual pass in the midfield was intercepted directly by Haqim Mastur!
After dribbling past two players in a row, Haqim Mastur took a long shot!
"brush!"
The football hit the net, and Haqim Mastur hit a world-wide kick!
Haqim Mastur looked very excited after scoring the goal!
Because he especially likes to shoot from long range in the game, but his aim is very worrying!
This time I finally got in!
After scoring the goal, Hachim Mastur ran straight across the field and ran to Lin Feng and gave him a big hug!
"Forest!"
"I scored! I scored!"
"I finally scored a fucking goal!"
At this time, Haqim Mastur really looked like a 16-year-old child!
Before, he often pretended to be mature in front of Lin Feng!
In fact, Lin Feng is two years older than Haqim Mastur, and is 18 years old this year!
At this time, in the stands, the home fans had already begun to make waves!
Because there are only the last 4 or 5 minutes left in the game, it seems difficult for Real Madrid’s B team to pose a threat to Leoa again!
In the 92nd minute, the stoppage time came to the last minute.
Hachim Mastour felt that the game was almost over, so he played a fancy dribble move against Lucas in his own half!
But a failed bicycle ride allowed Lucas to directly intercept Hachim Mastour's dribbling!
"oh! no!"
This time Hachem Mastur's mistake was very fatal!
The players on the field of the Leoa team are all ready to celebrate the victory of the game, and all their attention is not online at this time!
Except Lin Feng!
Lucas pushed the ball forward hard and then ran at high speed, creating a one-on-one situation in an instant!
"Single sword! Single sword again!"
"It's okay! We have Lin! Lin is the best at fighting one-on-one!"
"Then it's impossible to catch it every time!"
"Leave it to fate!"
Leoa fans felt like they were falling from heaven to hell in an instant!
Lin Feng is indeed very focused!
Until the moment the whistle blew at the end of the game, Lin Feng remained focused!
In the stands, Watson's mental ratings of the two players plummeted and skyrocketed!
If Lin Feng can save this one-on-one attack, his rating in Watson's heart will soar to the top!
"Just because the striker of Bashi B team is not good, doesn't mean that I am not good either!"
Most of Lucas's passes in this game were intercepted by Lin Feng, and he was already filled with anger!
At this time, in a one-on-one duel with Lin Feng, Lucas decided to teach Lin Feng a lesson!
Facing Lin Feng's quick attack, Lucas suddenly took off during the high-speed dribbling and chose to lob!
"The goal went in!"
"Pity!"
Watson in the stands knew the ball was there as soon as Lucas took the shot!
Lucas kicked the ball very high from the top of the arc!
If he is not wrong, the football will hit the crossbar and hit the net!
This is an absolute blind spot for Lin Feng who has already attacked!
"How can I keep my shoes from getting wet when I often walk by the river?"
"Lin's attack still made a fatal mistake!"
"However, staying in front of the door without attacking is basically a failure!"
The home team fans in the stands held their heads in their hands for a moment, preparing to accept the outcome of being equalized by a buzzer-beater.
In the last game, Lin Feng's header equalized the Barcelona B team!
Now it's their turn to taste this bitter taste themselves!
"I'm going! Look!"
"This is impossible!"
"He! How did he do it!"
Suddenly there was an uproar in the stands!
On the court, Lin Feng was halfway through the sprint, and his whole body suddenly came to an emergency stop out of his control!
Then he pulled Lin Feng and rushed towards the goal!
At this time, Lucas's lob had just started!
Initial talent, [Single Strike]!
Since the ball speed of the lob shot is relatively slow, it also gives Lin Feng time to catch up!
The football is about to fall into the net!
Lin Feng's body suddenly burst out with powerful energy!
Lin Feng suddenly jumped up, barely touched the football with his fingertips, and changed the direction of his fall!
"Bang!"
The football bounced on the crossbar and flew out of the baseline!
hiss!
Lucas fell to his knees!
The incredible scene in front of him made Lucas break his defense!
Can you keep this?
Lin Feng seemed to appear [flash] under Lucas's eyes!