King Of World Football

Chapter 396: Time is running out
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Chapter 396: Time is running out

On domestic forums, the entry about Wang Feng is always the most active. According to statistics, the average daily activity starts in the millions. At this moment, the top post in the forum is about cheering for Wang Feng and Real Madrid.

This newly created pre-match post has already accumulated hundreds of thousands of comments within a few minutes. Netizens are showing off their creativity, using various unconventional methods to express their support for the Chinese superstar.

"Can Wang Feng win?" someone asks. Quickly, there are countless replies beneath: "Yes!"

The players, who are highly anticipated by the fans, are also giving their all on the field. With continuous pressing and active running, the Real Madrid frontline resembles starving beasts, eager to tear Liverpool apart and devour them.

In the 5th minute, Wang Feng quickly pressures goalkeeper Reina, forcing him to kick the ball out of bounds. Although it relieves one crisis, the ball possession transfers to the home team, leaving the Spanish goalkeeper frustrated and signaling his defenders to be more vigilant.

In the 8th minute, Diarra sends a long pass from the backline, and Raul heads it back to Sneijder in the midfield. The Dutch midfielder immediately organizes an attack with the ball at his feet.

Seeing Wang Feng sprinting towards the penalty area, he lifts the ball with his left foot behind the defensive line. The Chinese superstar anticipates the direction of the ball's landing while advancing. Reina decisively chooses to rush out of the goal, also moving towards the ball.

Just as the ball is about to fall into Reina's arms, Wang Feng quickly extends his right foot, reaching the ball first! Without waiting for joy to well up, the Spanish goalkeeper suddenly changes from a dive to a block, stretching his right hand to catch the ball single-handedly, then falling to the ground to resolve the crisis.

After lifting the ball, the Chinese superstar falls over in frustration and taps the turf. He realizes that he didn't strike the ball with enough force; otherwise, Reina wouldn't have caught it so easily.

Continue attacking! In the 15th minute, Sneijder tries to send a through pass into the penalty area from the front, but Skrtel suddenly rushes out to intercept the pass successfully.

Nearby, Raul immediately presses to win back possession. The Slovakian defender hurriedly clears the ball to Carragher in the middle. At this moment, Wang Feng has already moved out of the penalty area. He uses his keen senses to anticipate Carragher's movement and intercepts the ball from his feet.

Just as he intends to dribble into the penalty area, the English defender extends his right foot to trip him. The Chinese superstar falls to the ground unexpectedly, but the ball is still at his feet. So he quickly gets up to continue his breakthrough.

However, this moment of delay allows Carragher to catch up. The Englishman directly embraces him, stopping Wang Feng's next move, and the ball is cleared by the arriving Arbeloa.

"Whistle!" The referee naturally won't overlook such an obvious foul and immediately stops the game. But already in a disadvantaged situation, Wang Feng feels a surge of anger at being obstructed by such a foul from the defender.

The Chinese superstar forcefully breaks free from Carragher's embrace and turns to push him away, shouting in English, "Get out of here, jerk!"

Carragher is also very clever. Seeing the situation, he immediately falls to the ground, clutching his chest and struggling as if he had just broken a rib.

Liverpool players swarm over, and Real Madrid players confront them. The sharp and loud whistle echoes throughout the stadium, and the French referee, Yan Belei, quickly separates the two sides.

"Oh, what Wang Feng did just now was indeed inappropriate. He was too impatient. Let's take a look at the slow-motion replay to see what happened."

"Oh, Carragher first made a tripping action that caused Wang Feng to lose balance, but he got up immediately, and the referee didn't blow for an advantageous attack. But the following embrace, he turned the game field into a sumo arena, no wonder Wang Feng got angry."

"This is the first time we've seen Wang Feng so angry after watching so many of his games. It's really not easy."

"Yeah, he was too impatient. After all, being behind in score, he's probably going to get a card now. Let's see how the referee judges."

After calming down the confrontation, referee Yan Belei calls Wang Feng over: "You need to stay calm, Wang, just like you used to on the field. Unfortunately, I have to give you a yellow card."

Wang Feng nods helplessly. After dealing with the Chinese superstar, he walks to Carragher, who is still lying on the ground: "Get up, I know you're fine, or else I'll have the stretcher carry you off."

"Referee, I didn't mean to offend, but Wang Feng pushed me. Isn't that a red card offense?"

"You know what happened, Mr. Carragher. The two previous fouls could have been red cards for you. Now, get up! Let's restart the game!" Carragher immediately gets up in frustration.

The home team fans boo loudly at the English defender, and many fans shout, "You can go audition for the Oscars, jerk!", "You shouldn't be on the football field but in a sumo arena!"

Raul walks up to Wang Feng and pats him on the shoulder, saying, "Don't worry, buddy, we still have time." The Chinese superstar takes a deep breath, nodding slowly. He indeed let anger cloud his judgment just now. Thinking back, weren't all past victories full of obstacles?

Due to Liverpool's foul just now, Real Madrid earns a free kick in the area just outside the penalty box, very close to the goal. Naturally, it's Wang Feng who steps up to take the free kick.

"Watch the Galaxy Battleship's free kick opportunity. This distance is a piece of cake for Wang Feng. Statistics show that his free kick accuracy is terrifyingly high, almost comparable to the penalty kick success rate of ordinary players."

"Run-up, shoot!!"

"Oh my god!" Yellow Lu in the live stream couldn't help but curse, "The ball hit the post and bounced back. Then it was cleared by Liverpool's defenders out of danger. This is just too unlucky."

"Let's take another look at this free kick. The shooting angle was very good, creating a curve around the wall in front of the penalty area. The goalkeeper Reina couldn't even reach it. If it had deviated a little more inward, it would have gone in!"

A shot that was almost certain to score is blocked by the post. Wang Feng clenches his teeth. Recently, opponents have been wary of his free kick threats and usually don't dare to foul near the penalty area, so he hasn't had many opportunities from this distance.

Even when accustomed to shooting from longer distances, he made a slight mistake in control. He shouldn't have curved the ball so much! "I'll take 500 more free kicks after the game, no, 1000!" The Chinese superstar thinks fiercely in his heart.

Time passes slowly amidst the pouring sweat, through the first half, halftime, and the second half, until the game reaches the 80th minute, the score on the field is still 0-0.

The Galaxy Battleship has created many opportunities, but Lady Luck seems not to be on their side tonight. Not only did Liverpool's goalkeeper Reina perform brilliantly, but the away team's goal was also equally impenetrable, repeatedly acting as a barrier to stop Real Madrid.

There isn't much time left for them!

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