Chapter 488: Chapter 487: Feng Te is Too Inferior, Epic Slaughter
Afterward, both teams returned to their own halves, and Leverkusen kicked off.
The Leverkusen team, fueled by a spirit of desperation, launched multiple attacks, but Sporting Lisbon’s defensive line withstood the test.
Especially Barzagli and Vidic, who were heading and kicking, cleared the ball repeatedly.
Feng Te might be lacking in skill, but he was tall.
Facing a Leverkusen side desperate for goals and frequently using low crosses to attack, Feng Te and Vidic even established a no-fly zone, scarily strong!
In the 83rd minute, after Feng Te headed the ball away, Pepe launched a counterattack with a long pass.
Ronaldo was running too fast, didn’t control the ball well, and wasted a lot of time, so he passed it back to Kaka.
Kaka made a sideways pass to find little Ronaldo.
Deng Kai surged forward in the middle, charging into the penalty area.
Taking advantage of the distracted defenders, little Ronaldo made a through pass to the near post.
Ibrahimovic rushed toward the near post.
But Zivkovic was one step quicker, blocking Ibrahimovic behind him.
Zivkovic wanted to wait for the ball to roll out of bounds.
But the pressure from Ibrahimovic was too great, and he couldn’t hold on.
In the end, Zivkovic chose to turn and kick the ball towards Ibrahimovic, intending to let the ball rebound out for a goal kick, to fight for a precious possession for his team.
That move was quite commendable, but... not quite safe.
For example, in Sporting Lisbon’s own penalty area, if Feng Te were to do that, he would definitely be criticized by Deng Kai and Trigella after the match.
They would prefer Feng Te to clear the ball directly, even if it meant conceding a corner kick to the opposition.
Never take such risks.
Zivkovic was undeniably much better than Feng Te, but after a whole game, both his physical fitness and mental state had significantly declined.
Therefore...
Zivkovic’s turn and shot faltered.
The ball hit Ibrahimovic’s calf and didn’t rebound directly, but instead deflected off his leg and rolled straight to Deng Kai, who had just dashed to the edge of the small penalty area.
Deng Kai gave it a gentle push with his leg.
Using a passing motion.
Because the ball came so fast and suddenly, he almost had no time to think.
The next moment, the ball rolled into the net.
This...
"Another one in! Another one in!"
"This time it is finally Deng Kai who scores!"
"Zivkovic, Ibrahimovic, Deng Kai combined in a wall-pass that sent the ball into Leverkusen’s goal."
"That was a mistake by Zivkovic!"
"Six to zero! Sporting Lisbon secures the win!"
"With this, the season’s strongest dark horse has emerged."
"Leverkusen’s possession failed, Sporting Lisbon reversed at home, refusing NTR!"
The 88th minute of the full match.
Pepe, together with Vidic, successfully stifled Kirsten in front of the penalty area.
Pepe passed the ball to Feng Te, who, seeing an open field ahead, began advancing with the ball down the left flank.
Clearly, he was playing exhilarated.
To be fair, his ball-handling in these few moments did show some level of skill.
But it was also because they had a commanding lead in the score.
If the game were even slightly closer, he’d have trouble even trapping the ball.
Feng Te carried the ball all the way to midfield before he passed it to Deng Kai, who had come over to offer support.
But just as Feng Te was about to turn back, Deng Kai, simultaneously receiving the ball, gestured with his hand in front of himself, signaling Feng Te to continue moving forward.
If you replaced Feng Te with traditional defenders like Vidic or Barzagli, they would definitely be confused.
The instruction deviated too much from tactical requirements and the usual playing habits of central defenders.
But Feng Te, hesitating for even half a second at Deng Kai’s command, would seem less than devoted.
Feng Te immediately cut in front of Deng Kai and ran towards the center.
Deng Kai turned and passed the ball back to Pepe, dodged Ballack who was pressing him, and also moved to shake off his marker.
Pepe didn’t stop the ball and passed it back directly.
Ballack realized something, because he knew there would be a gap behind him after he rushed to tackle Deng Kai.
And it just so happened that a tall figure brushed past him, if he continued running, he might be able to seize that gap.
Ballack desperately sprinted towards Deng Kai.
But...
Boom!
Deng Kai half-turned and shot a quick pass!
The football flew out ahead of everything else.
Ibrahimovic was stirring up trouble in the front, and as a result, the top of the penalty area was completely cleared.
Feng Te heard a boom behind him, turned his head to look, and the ball was already flying towards him.
Feng Te immediately turned around, fully prepared to control the ball.
The commentator He Wei was speechless at that moment, "This Feng Te... too bad! With his back to the goal, even if he manages to control the ball, he won’t be able to pose any threat."
"It’s a matter of basic skills; he can’t deal with a high ball coming from behind without turning."
"If you replace him with the opposite side’s Berbatov or Lisbon’s little Ronaldo, that ball would have been beautifully controlled!"
"And they would be able to pose a threat immediately after!"
Boom!
Feng Te chest-trapped the ball.
Novotny was already marking him from behind.
As Matthaus’s successor, Novotny was similar to Matthaus in that... he wasn’t very tall.
And Feng Te was a legit one ninety-one without shoes on—a big guy.
Novotny exerted force from behind Feng Te, affecting Feng Te’s control, which sent the ball slightly off to the left.
This...
Feng Te leaned back, using Novotny’s force to complete a half-turn and hammered the ball out with his right foot.
Whoosh!
The ball went straight into the goal’s dead corner!
"GOAL! A world-class shot! Jose Feng Te has unleashed a super world-class strike!"
"Beautiful turn and volley!"
"Chest control followed by a turn and volley! So strong!"
"Keep in mind, Feng Te is a central defender!"
"Oh! That’s right! Dear viewers, Feng Te really is extraordinary!"
"In his early years under Maxa’s guidance, he had played as a striker and had splendid performances!"
"Maxa has a keen eye for talent, masterful in his use of players! Feng Te, a versatile player in central defense and as a striker!"
"Seven-nil! Lisbon celebrates a historic victory over their opponent!"
"With an aggregate score of seven to two over both legs, Lisbon advances to the Champions League semi-finals! An underdog through and through!"
On the field, Feng Te looked towards Deng Kai, beckoned him over to run together, and then performed a siuuuuu!
The fans outside the stadium also joined with synchronized cries: "Siuuuuu!"
When the match ended, all of Lisbon’s players rushed into the field, celebrating the exhilarating and super victory.
Meanwhile, Leverkusen’s players collapsed on the grass, crying incessantly.
It seemed... they lost everything.
From two-nil, to two-seven, they went through a nightmare.
Ballack’s eyes were tearful; he had wanted to leave something behind for Leverkusen.
But now...
"Hey, can we exchange jerseys?" Deng Kai walked towards Ballack.
The latter, while crying, took off his jersey.
The two embraced each other as they exchanged jerseys.
"This isn’t necessarily a bad thing, Ballack." Deng Kai whispered to Ballack, "Focus more on the German Cup and the league. No matter what, you guys should get the Championship Trophy this year!"
"Because your performance this year deserves any championship!"
