Chapter 350: End the World Cup with heavy artillery

Van der Vaart is thinking of becoming the savior of the Dutch team and becoming a hero in the hearts of the Dutch. That feeling makes Van der Vaart have a climax before scoring.
However, there was a figure in the oblique stab, with the most fierce shovel, left the ball at the foot of van der Vaart, and at the same time, van der Vaart mixed on the ball and flew away from the distance, rolling over The ring fell to the ground.
Van der Vaart fell a bit stunned, turned his head and looked, but found that Ye Feng, who had completed the tackle, had quickly climbed up and took the ball to the backcourt of the Dutch team.
At this moment, the football city stadium couldn't help but exclaimed, and the atmosphere was suddenly crazy.
Ye Feng's tackle is simply more standard and classic than the textbook!
Fast, sharp, accurate, with an unstoppable domineering, as if an invisible barrier that no one can pass.
This is the power of defense, and the art!
At this moment, Ye Feng used his most proud defense to cheer fans all over the world.
But in the next second, the situation on the field suddenly changed, as if suddenly collapsed.
The fast break of the German team is coming!
The high pressure forced the formation, which means that the German team has no fewer players in the Dutch half than the Dutch backcourt.
At the moment when Ye Feng stole the ball, the position that the high pressure forced to grab immediately turned into a fast-break running position, as if the blade was in the heart of the Dutch team.
The Dutch fans are already nervous and can't speak. The fast break of the German team has become their sharpest weapon, which makes people afraid.
Play more and less in the frontcourt!
Ye Feng sprinted the ball quickly, and Bolt turned back with the addition of the Sonic Dribbling, which made his dribbling speed extremely horrible, just like a lightning bolt, slamming into the Dutch team's penalty area.
Barak is sprinting, Mueller is sprinting, Gomez is sprinting, Royce is sprinting, tearing the Dutch team's defenses to pieces.
The German team's fast break is like a thug, destroying everything in front of it unscrupulously.
The Dutch team has no backside to be the first line of defense!
Sneijder rushed in front, Van der Vaart had just been intercepted, although Engelar had desperately chased back, but the German team's fast attack speed made him unable to bear a bit of despair.
Only the defender of the Dutch team was left to resist the attack of the German mob, which seemed weak and stormy.
Mattison came up and pressed against Ye Feng. Facing a full-strike Ye Feng, he only hoped that he could hold his position, slow down the German team's offensive speed, and buy time for his teammates' replay.
However, Ye Feng didn't give Mateisen any chance to block himself. After the ball was horizontally transferred to Barak, Ye Feng kept walking, passing by Mattison at the same time, and Barack's pass had appeared in front of Ye Feng. Two The incomparable guy completed a classic two-for-one match.
Matheson turned around and wanted to pull Ye Feng, but because Ye Feng's explosiveness was so strong, that Mattheon's hand did not hold Ye Feng at all, and pulled an empty space.
Desperately looking at Ye Feng's steadfast back, this Dutch defender who is only one word away from Tyson's name but without Tyson's spirit of never giving up, the whole person was decadent.
Ye Feng obviously does not care about his opponent's feelings. At this moment, he is more and more like a cold-blooded assassin, slowly pulling out his long sword, and stabs his opponent with stern eyes.
At the top of the penalty area, there is no Dutch defender.
The last center defender in the Netherlands was already behind Gomezca.
The grass and trees in the Dutch restricted area clearly entered Ye Feng's sight.
Stellenbosch stood in front of the goal and focused his eyes, but his unnatural hand had fully exposed his inner panic;
Heitinga was behind Gomezka and could not stand up at all;
Van der Will did not dare to let Mueller run around, followed closely by the German team's stick;
As for Van Bronckhorst, he was also tortured by the speed of the small rocket, and was unable to go to the top of the restricted area to block Ye Feng;
At this moment, Ye Feng seems to be back to the way he was so obsessed with long shots when he just got the system!
At that time, as a defensive midfielder, he only had a long-range attacking method that threatened his opponent's goal, so he was very cherished.
Every professional player may have an offensive gene hidden in his bones, and Ye Feng is no exception.
He is eager to attack the team like a striker, eager to become the focus of public attention, eager to enjoy the thrill of scoring, and even eager to hear all the fans shouting his name after scoring.
Therefore, he will seize every opportunity to use heavy artillery to blast every opponent's goal.
At that time, he was unusually simple and unusually persistent.
Although Ye Feng's offensive methods are now increasing, he is most proud of the long-range artillery.
At the World Cup finals, the highest stage in the world's attention, Ye Feng's most hope is to use a heavy gun to draw a successful end to his World Cup journey!
Therefore, in the incredible exclamation of all fans, Ye Feng adjusted his footsteps and stretched his body to allow him to exert his full strength. The right foot raised high seemed to have great power!
The picture seemed to be still, and time seemed to freeze. At that moment, the whole world seemed to be left with Ye Feng's picture of his right foot.
The next second, the ball left the ground, and the huge impact made it disappear as if it had no trace.
When Stellenbog judged Ye Feng's direction, he resolutely jumped forward, his eyes full of perseverance.
However, before the Dutch goalkeeper's figure was fully unfolded, the ball had already appeared in the goal behind him, so abrupt and so discordant.
Goal!
At the moment when the ball flew to the goal, Ye Feng couldn't help it anymore, standing on the spot, roaring in the sky, like a crazy demon!
Scored twice!
Heavy artillery, blasted the world!
He is so excited!
He is so excited!
That feeling seems to destroy the entire planet!
The entire football city stadium was boiling in an instant, and the tsunami swept through, like a tornado crossing, and the high wind pierced the sky.
All German fans were so excited that at that moment, they had become the most excited people in the whole world.
The German players rushed crazy and pressed Ye Feng under them, celebrating the goal with excitement.
"I knew you could!"
"Nima exploded!"
"Champion! Champion!"
"You are incredible!"
"Can I call you God?"
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Even when pressed to the bottom, Ye Feng still gave a roar, venting the excitement in his heart.
If possible, Ye Feng hopes that time will stay at this moment forever!
He knew that there was no suspense in the game!
Eyes have been involuntarily cast on the Hercules Cup placed on the sidelines, unwilling to move away for a long time!
Just wait for a while!
Wait a while!
I will raise the trophy by myself!
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