"Yang, it's Yang! He predicted the path of the ball in advance and reached out his foot to poke the ball away before Hutchinson!" Andy Gray said in a very surprised tone.
You must know that Mo Yang was in the right half of Leeds a few seconds ago, which shows that Mo Yang guessed Wallace's thoughts in advance.
And he knew how bad Mo Yang's defense was, but he didn't expect Mo Yang to show such excellent interception awareness this time.
On the pitch, Sheffield Wednesday's players retreated quickly. They had experienced many times how terrifying Leeds' attacking speed was under the leadership of the Chinese midfielder.
Mo Yang quickly dribbled the ball forward while looking around and found that Harrison and Costa on the left and right flanks were already being targeted by the Sheffield Wednesday full-backs.
The boy Bamford is also accompanied by Sasso and another central defender Tom Rees.
Mo Yang found that Sheffield Wednesday defended very well this time. He actually didn't find the opportunity to pass forward. If he forced the pass, he would only lose possession of the ball.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Mo Yang decided to go it alone. He didn't know how to pass the ball, and it seemed a waste that the old man gave him free authority without using it.
So Mo Yang took the ball and rushed forward, but as soon as he passed the midfield, the big black man who was still haunted came up to him aggressively.
Jose Semedo was the deep defensive midfielder. When Mo Yang intercepted the ball, he turned around and ran towards the backcourt. He had already been waiting here.
Mo Yang slowed down. This time he was smarter and started pedaling without waiting for Semedo to get close.
Semedo was stunned for a moment, remembering that Carvajal had briefly introduced Mo Yang before the game, saying that the Chinese boy seemed to have good skills with his feet.
Semedo was frightened and did not attack immediately. He bent over and retreated slowly, while keeping his eyes fixed on Mo Yang to prevent Mo Yang from breaking through from both sides.
He made up his mind. If he couldn't prevent it, he would immediately reach out and drag Mo Yang.
Mo Yang and Semedo looked at each other, their eyes full of smiles, and began to change their movements.
Soon Semedo was dumbfounded, with a pair of dazzling white eyes on his dark face that wanted to stare out, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
In Semedo's sight, Mo Yang's body began to shake greatly from side to side.
Whenever Mo Yang's body swayed to the left, the ball under his feet would be gently pushed to the left by his right foot, then roll to his left foot, bounce, and then quickly roll back to the right.
Whenever Mo Yang's body swayed to the right, the ball would be pushed to the right foot by his left foot, and then continue to bounce back to the left on the inside of his right foot.
Just swaying back and forth, Mo Yang played with an extremely simple fried meatball, making Semedo dazzled and even had the illusion that there was something wrong with his eyes.
The key is that Mo Yang's feet and body are shaking very fast. Semedo clearly knows what this kid is going to do, but his body refuses him. He simply can't keep up with this fast shaking.
Unable to hold on for long, Semedo's knees weakened and he was knocked to the ground.
Semedo sat on the ground, looking at Mo Yang's retreating back, with a wry smile on his face. He suddenly thought of his friend Cristiano who was far away in Real Madrid in Spain.
When facing Mo Yang just now, he really had the illusion that he was facing Cristiano. The technical characteristics of this Chinese and Cristiano in Portugal are really very similar.
"boom!!!"
After watching this blood-soaking slow-motion replay, more than 40,000 fans suddenly exploded again, causing the Elland Road stadium to tremble.
"Oh!!!!!!! Oh my god!!!!!!"
"I can't believe these are fried balls! Oh my God!!!" Andy Gray held his head and pulled his hair, bulging his eyes, looking like his outlook on life was completely shattered.
Hall, who was also in the studio, was also stunned. What kind of fairy ball feeling was this! The fried meatballs were played like this, and God would have to kneel down when he came!
Mo Yang took some time to get past Semedo. Most of Sheffield Wednesday's players returned to defend, and Hutchinson immediately came up to fill the position.
But Mo Yang, who had completely let go, was not afraid at all and continued to charge.
As soon as he approached the top of the penalty area, Mo Yang noticed through observation that Hutchinson's center of gravity continued to sink. Mo Yang immediately knew what this guy wanted to do, and a silly smile appeared on his face.
One meter away from Hutchinson, Mo Yang suddenly tilted his body to the left and made a realistic movement to break through to the left. Then he quickly pulled his body back and began to turn to the right. At the same time, he quickly pulled his left and right feet alternately.
The ball completed a very spiritual Marseille slalom.
Hutchinson, who fell to the ground and was sliding, had a look of astonishment on his face and slid past Mo Yang's left side, becoming another background.
"Yang passed Hutchinson again. Oh my god, Yang is kicking like crazy!" Andy Gray's face was intoxicated. He really enjoyed watching Mo Yang's performance.
In the penalty area, Sheffield Wednesday players were facing a formidable enemy, but under the arrangement of captain Sasso, they had already clearly divided their duties and kept an eye on the Leeds players in the penalty area.
Sasso stepped forward and blocked the position, keeping a distance from Mo Yang to prevent Mo Yang from taking long shots, but leaving a gap on his left side.
This is a gap he deliberately left. As long as the Chinese boy dares to dribble the ball into this gap, Reese on the left side behind him will immediately come over and give the Chinese boy a defensive shot.
In the penalty area, Bamford, Hernandez, Harrison, and Costa tried to create a passing gap for Mo Yang by constantly running away, but the effect was not great.
"After Yang passed Hutchinson, he continued to dribble forward!" Andy Gray's face turned red. "Sheffield Wednesday did a good job in defense. Yang seems to have no passing route!"
Mo Yang saw the gap, but he didn't pass the ball. He glanced at the upper left corner of the goal from the corner of his eye, and then rushed over with the ball.
Seeing that Moyang had been fooled, Sasso was ecstatic, and immediately moved his hand behind his back towards Reese, who immediately leaned over and prepared to close the door.
But when Mo Yang came to the two of them, the two partners felt that the ball suddenly fell behind Mo Yang's heels, and then they saw the ball bounce up inexplicably, and then Mo Yang made a small hidden hook with his right foot.
The ball flew straight up.
Mo Yang took the opportunity to tense up and squeezed between the two of them.
Goalkeeper Pulis didn't expect Mo Yang to burst in, so he panicked and immediately abandoned the goal, but this move made him regret his guts a few seconds later.
Pulis' line of sight was originally blocked by Sasso and the two. When he rushed out, he realized that there was no ball at Mo Yang's feet, but there was a black shadow flying on the ground. He was so frightened that his crotch became a little wet.
Looking back stiffly, he saw the ball just flying in from the lower edge of the crossbar.
When the goal was scored, the entire Elland Road stadium was silent for a second, and then like a volcano erupting, a roar of cheers sounded like thunder.
In the coaching area on the sidelines, Bielsa knelt on the ground with dull eyes, while Frank and others on the coaching bench all rushed out like crazy.
"I, I, I can't describe my mood at this moment in words! Let me rest for a while!"
In the studio, Andy Gray's face was as red as blood. He was sitting on a chair holding his chest. He felt a slight pain in his heart. He felt a little uncomfortable with his heart.
“GOOOOOAAAAAL!!!!”
Hall waved the microphone, holding his neck and yelling like crazy!
"The range of Yang's rainbow was very small, and it didn't even take off. It looked like Yang was running, and the ball suddenly flew up from behind. This is simply unbelievable! This goal is full of imagination.
force!"
"Ha! Another magical Chinese has been conquered!" Andy Gray laughed directly.
In the square, Wei Mingming stared at the goal in stunned silence. The Leeds fans around him were all going crazy, waving their jerseys and howling.
Some female fans were so crazy that they even took off their jerseys and danced there in their underwear. The spectacle made Wei Mingming blush.
At this moment, Wei Mingming's hatred of football was driven away, and he felt as if he had become the person he once hated so much.
Watching Mo Yang play is simply an unparalleled visual enjoyment!
Those extraordinary moves and those flexible and elegant postures made him feel excited when he thought about it, and he couldn't calm down for a long time!
The only 5,000 Thank Wednesday fans at the scene were also conquered by Mo Yang at this moment, and they all stood up and applauded in response to Mo Yang's phenomenal performance.
"Forty-five minutes into the regular time of the game, Leeds United equalized the score with Yang's magical goal!" Andy Gray took a break and started explaining with a smile. He decided that when he watches Yang's games in the future, he must bring Jiuxinwan with him.
On the field, after repeated urging from the referee, Leeds United ended their celebration and walked towards the center circle with Mo Yang surrounded, talking and laughing along the way.
Sheffield Wednesday's players were all staring at Mo Yang, which was really rare.
The English Championship has always been described as a rough league with no skills or tactics at all.
This report is not actually a distortion of the facts. It is true that many teams in the Championship play in the traditional British style, advocating physical confrontation and long passes, and the games are often played like rugby games. This is actually caused by the limited abilities of the players.
They have been in the English Championship for so many years, but they have never seen a talented player as amazing as Mo Yang. This kind of style should be the most suitable for La Liga.
Not long after the game restarted, the referee blew the whistle to end the first half.
