"I was actually rushed out?" Chang Yuan couldn't believe his eyes and murmured.

"Is Chang Yuan's shooting angle too straight?" Li Chengfeng held his chin and thought.

At this time, Lin Feng, who saved the penalty kick, stood up from the ground, patted the soil on his body, and recovered for more than a month, and returned to the arena. Lin Feng felt very good. Although this arena was not the basketball court he was familiar with, the unique fragrance of grass on the green field also had a unique taste.

"Changyuan, another ball." Li Chengfeng shouted at Changyuan.

Chang Yuan nodded, took another football and placed it on the penalty spot, while Lin Feng stood back in the middle of the goal.

"Are you ready?" Chang Yuan asked Lin Feng.

"No problem." Lin Feng made a gesture of ok to Chang Yuan.

Chang Yuan took a few steps back and gave himself a space to run. He attributed the penalty kick that he had just failed to score to his lack of strength.

Running up, kicking, and shooting hard!

call out!

This time, Chang Yuan almost used all his strength, and the football flew much faster than the previous ball. Moreover, Chang Yuan did not pursue a special angle, but directly kicked the ball toward Lin Feng's right side diagonally. In fact, this way of kicking a penalty kick was higher, because usually the goalkeeper would predict a direction when saving the penalty kick. The half-high ball kicked by Chang Yuan would not touch the end no matter which direction the goalkeeper predicted. Moreover, because this ball did not pursue angle, the force was more complete and the ball was faster.

The football roared, and Lin Feng jumped easily with his body slanted, and directly hugged the penalty kicked by Chang Yuan in the air with both hands...

"Damn it!!" Seeing this, Chang Yuan couldn't help but swear.

"This..." Substitute goalkeeper Wu Qiong was also full of horror.

Li Chengfeng swallowed and spitted, his eyes staring at Lin Feng abruptly, as if he was looking at a monster.

It is already very difficult for a goalkeeper to save a penalty. It is almost impossible to catch the penalty kick with both hands, unless the person who played the penalty kick was of very low quality, while Chang Yuan's goal just now was of high quality, or even very high, but even such a shot was easily taken by Lin Feng. This is really incredible.

"Lin Feng, you really haven't touched the goalkeeper before, or played football?" Li Chengfeng walked to Lin Feng and asked.

Lin Feng shook his head: "It's true that there is no, why are there any problems?"

"There is a problem! And the problem is big!" Li Chengfeng said excitedly: "In the past, people knew that you were a basketball genius, but now I can tell you that you are not just a basketball genius, but in the sport of football, you also have a talent that is different from ordinary people."

"Uh, is that right?" Lin Feng smiled. He didn't think his performance was so special just now, it was relatively relaxed for him.

"Wait a minute, I'll go and talk to Tiezi." Tiezi was Sun Tie's nickname when playing football, and Li Chengfeng, Liu Guangqing and others in the team called him that.

"Lin Feng, you are too distorted. You can save the penalty kick and save it. It seems that the position of my main goalkeeper is no longer safe." Chang Yuan walked to Lin Feng and said helplessly and enviously.

"Is there any? Maybe it's good luck." Lin Feng smiled modestly.

"Let me say that, just the few shots you just saved the penalty, no one in our domestic goalkeeper can compare with. No one in the national team goalkeeper can only worship him." Chang Yuan said with a serious face.

"Is it an exaggeration?" Lin Feng scratched his head. Although he could easily tell the jokes of squeezing Chinese men's football team, he really didn't know what level the Chinese men's football team was. He really didn't know much about football.

"It's not an exaggeration at all. If you don't believe me, ask Wu Qiong." Chang Yuan pointed to Wu Qiong next to him and said, "Wu Qiong, do you think Lin Feng's level is better than that of the country?"

"I'm much stronger, just your penalty kick just now, and maybe one of the national goal could save." Wu Qiong nodded and agreed.

As the three of them talked, Li Chengfeng returned, and head coach Sun Tie came with him, as well as Sneider and Milik whom the team spent a lot of money to dig.

"Lin Feng, I heard you saved two penalty kicks from Chang Yuan?" Sun Tie asked curiously.

Lin Feng nodded: "Well, maybe it's better luck."

"Is that so? Let Sneider try it and see if you can save his penalty with good luck." Sun Tie said.

"Well, I'll do my best." Lin Feng shrugged.

Sun Tieze gave Sneijder a few instructions, and then the latter walked towards the penalty spot, and everyone in the field retreated outside the penalty area line.

"Lin, I'm going to shoot, are you ready?" Sneider asked Lin Feng with one foot on the football.

"Ok!" Lin Feng made an OK gesture.

Sneider's lips curled up slightly, and he showed a smile. In Sneider's opinion, Sun Tie was completely making a big deal. How could Lin Feng receive the penalty kick he scored, unless he made a mistake.

Whoosh ~!

Without running up or particularly large legs swing, Sneider unexpectedly kicked the football under his feet.

Although Sneider's kick seemed careless, he still had a penalty kick with many battles, especially the angle was extremely tricky, and the ball almost hit the blind spot on the upper left of the goal.

"I am worthy of being a world-class star. This angle is so clever!" Chang Yuan sighed in his heart.

"Lin Feng probably can't catch this ball." Li Chengfeng thought to himself.

"Sneider is really, how can Chinese goalkeepers catch this kind of ball..." Milik shook his head bored.

However, just when everyone thought Sneider would score easily, he saw his big hand appearing in front of the football when it was about to enter the net, and then gently lifted the seemingly sure-scoring goal out of the crossbar of the goal.

Plop!

After completing this beautiful save, Lin Feng's body fell heavily on the lawn.

"Damn!"

"this……"

"I didn't even enter!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked again.

Sneider, who kicked the penalty, looked confused: "Oh my god, what did you give birth to just now..."

"This save is definitely world-class!" Li Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh.

Sun Tie's eyes shone, and then waved his fist heavily: "What is a genius! This is a genius!!"

"Oh, I'm going to do it again. I was careless just now." The penalty kick was saved by Lin Feng. Sneider felt a little dull, so he took another football and placed it at the penalty kick point, and Lin Feng also stood back to the center of the goal.

"Lin, you're ready. I'm going to come this time!" Sneider said seriously.

Lin Feng shrugged: "Just let the horse come over!"

Sneider took three steps back, swept through Lin Feng and the gap on both sides of the goal, and then started and shot!

call out!

Sneider used 70% or 80% of the force of this kick, the ball was very fast and the angle was very tricky.

However, Lin Feng still responded immediately. He jumped high and blocked Sneider's shot with one punch!

"Damn it!!"

"I didn't go in again!"

"Oh my God, I've seen a ghost..."

Lin Feng's punch was very powerful, and the football was directly knocked out of the penalty area. Looking at the football flying in the air, everyone present was shocked again.
Chapter completed!