Football: I coach Melo, the only man in history

August 25.

The Spaniard ushered in the third game of La Liga, at home against the Bat Legion-Valencia!
Before the start, with one win and one loss, coach Varen, who is temporarily ranked 10th in the league, said in an interview with the media that the Spaniard is indeed a very strong team.

But it's just strong!

They already understood what the Spaniard's weakness was!
As long as Wu Lei's performance is restricted on the playing field, the Spaniard is a wooden stick without a gun and no threat!

After hearing such remarks, Chen Feng only said lightly that Valen would pay the price for his arrogance!

mad!Crazy!

But this is young people, this is young and frivolous!
The declaration of war between the coaches also added a lot of attention to this strong dialogue.

Coach Varen did not break his promise. Although he put up a 442 offensive formation this time, when the Spaniard attacked, he actually sent three defensive players to defend Wu Lei.

This made Wu Lei's speed useless!

You can overtake one car, but not three.

Therefore, in the opening 10 minutes, the Spaniard played very passively.

As long as Wu Lei gets the ball, three burly men immediately surround him and quickly steal the ball to counterattack!
Without Wu Lei's hot spot, the Spaniard could hardly organize any effective offense.

After all, Roca is just an offensive midfielder, it's okay if you let him dribble forward, once you let him organize the attack, stop immediately!

Beep!

The referee whistled and called Duddle's foul.

At the top of the arc, Valencia's free kick!

After a brief discussion, Costa raised three fingers to indicate the No. [-] tactic, and then quickly pointed the ball towards the crowd in the penalty area.

Guedes jumped hard!
Swipe the ball backwards and slip from Olazabal's fingertips!

Reed!
Valencia scored and the Spaniard fell behind 0:1 at home.

"Pretty!"

On the sidelines, coach Warren waved his fist proudly, and gave Chen Feng a provocative look amidst the shouts of thousands of fans behind him.

The meaning of arrogance is self-evident.

Another 10 minutes.

In the process of advancing with the ball, Daddle was maliciously tackled by Valencia players. He couldn't hold on, so he had to ask the coach for a substitution.

House seemingly endless rain.

Chen Feng looked at the withered bench and had to replace it with Ituraspe.

After Iturraspe came on the field, he expressed the head coach's intentions to his teammates. Soon, the Spaniard changed his formation from 4132 to 442!

[Shhhhh!The Spaniards are revealed! 】

[I said they were just lucky in the first few games, but now it's true? 】

[Hahaha, the third league experience card has expired?No more fees! 】

[The mid-range team is originally this strength, isn't it? 】

The Valencia fans took the lead by one goal and mocked wantonly, while the Espanyol fans, who have the advantage of home court, were not to be outdone, and cheered wildly!

Dazed suppressed the taunting with wave after wave of shouts.

[Spanish must win, must win! 】

【Lei!Lei!Lei! 】

At the same time, fans are calling for Wu Lei louder and louder. They desperately hope that this kid from Longguo can stand up!

Slap Valencia hard!

At the end of the halftime, the Spaniard fell behind zero to one.

Chen Feng, who was sitting on the bench, was writing and drawing. After about 5 minutes, he got up, "The team still lacks an offensive midfielder to organize the offense."

"Unfortunately, I am an acting coach and have no right to speak about the transfer."

"Also, with the summer transfer window closing in six days, it's too late."

"Even if it's too late, the only 2000 million euros of liquidity left on the Spaniard's account is not enough."

Full of regrets, Chen Feng walked to the player's locker room, looked at everyone's dejected looks, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with you? We've even beaten Atletico Madrid. Could it be that we will lose to Valencia?"

"But boss, they are too difficult!"

"I'm having a hard time playing!"

It was Wu Lei who spoke, and he looked frustrated.

"Then don't break through!"

"Ok?"

"In the second half, you start to think of ways to retreat to get the ball and organize the offense. Vargas, you are responsible for tearing down the opponent's defense. Roca, you assist Wu Lei. Ferreal, you come to kill."

Chen Feng began to assign tasks in an orderly manner.

Everyone gradually sank into it.

When the game was about to start, the invincible self-confidence returned to everyone.

call!
Wu Lei walked at the back, taking a deep breath to adjust his mentality.

It's because the fans put too much pressure on him. If he can't stand up, he won't know how to face the fans in the future.

"Relax!"

"Don't be nervous, your mission is very simple."

Chen Feng patted Wu Lei on the shoulder, walked to the bench, and gave Wu Lei the ability to match his task.

"System, use a scalpel on Wu Lei!"

[Ding, used, Wu Lei has obtained the S-level skill, scalpel! 】

"Come on, brother Leizi."

After cheering silently in his heart, Chen Feng still didn't use the remaining 4 attribute points. It would be useless to beat a brazen Valen!
Swish!
As soon as he set foot on the court, Wu Lei suddenly felt that his vision had opened up a lot.

Looking at the ball constantly rolling on the field, he suddenly had a lot of lines for the ball in his mind, and above these lines, there were even percentages.

He retreated to ask for the ball, and the ball rolled to his feet.

Observing the position, he looked at Vargas on the left, who was waving.

A yellow pass line clearly emerged, and at the end of this line there was actually the word '87%'.

Is it possible that this means the percentage of success of this pass line?

No more hesitation, pass the ball.

Boom!
Sure enough, it landed firmly at Vargas' feet.

Vargas, who gave Wu Lei a thumbs up, stopped hesitating and quickly forked forward.

After being forced to the bottom line, it was passed to Wu Lei who came to meet him.

Wu Lei observed the line again. A red line, marking 100%, spread to the feet of Ferreal like a red carpet.

With a hard heart, he shouted violently: "Old Lei, fuck him!"

Boom!
The ball was tightly attached to the ground, from the crotch of the two defensive teammates, circled a very beautiful arc, and rolled down in front of Ferreal.

"Oh!"

This position, the angle of the kicker, is so comfortable!
A smile appeared on the corner of Ferial's mouth!
Never spit out cakes!

call out!
The ball left a series of whistling sounds in the air, and Cillessen, who never expected the ball to pass smoothly, was shocked!

Fly to the rescue in a hurry!

However, before he arrived!

Reed!
The ball was already in the net, and Ferreal scored a goal to equalize the score!
The Espanyol stadium is boiling, and the Espanyol fans are excited!

Who says we can't?
little bat, huh?
beat you!

Undoubtedly, Wu Lei was pressed down by Ferreal again to celebrate the "basic love", and other players stacked on top of each other one by one, playing a game of stacking arhats.

yeah!
Bagal and the others looked excited and elated.

This is in stark contrast to Chen Feng, who has always been calm and composed. I don't know, do you think this young coach is sure to win?

To be honest, he was really determined!

Krypton Gold's S skill card is not a show, OK?