When the referee blew his whistle to end the game, the entire stadium was already raging. Even if there were less than half of the German fans, it still lit the entire Durban stadium.

Ye Feng raised his hands high, clenched his fists, excited and crazy.

The ability to beat the Spanish team is definitely the craziest thing.

How splendid Spain is!

But now, can the invincible Matador Legion also fall under the tracks of the German tanks?

This battle is definitely the pinnacle.

For Ye Feng, this battle is the World Cup final.

Spain is the most powerful opponent. Without one, Ye Feng will never consider that another opponent is eligible to compete with the German team for the World Cup championship.

Whether in the Netherlands or Uruguay, the comparison in Spain is not a concern, which is why Ye Feng did not care about the first half of the game.

Teammates' performance is no less calm than Ye Feng, even more wild.

Hug, hit your chest, beat your fists, celebrate in all the ways they feel indulgent, everyone is already on the verge of indulgence to death.

"Have we already won the championship?" Mueller hugged Ye Feng and smiled unscrupulously. His mouth has spread from South Africa to Germany.

Ye Feng nodded and laughed haha: "Yes, we have won the championship, you go to Blatter for the Hercules Cup, he will give you."

Mueller gave Ye Feng a white look, but then he grinned again and smiled heartlessly.

Ye Feng has always wanted to learn Mueller's state of mindlessness and lunglessness. It is said that although heartlessness and lungless may be a disadvantage, they can live better than Wang Ba.

However, Ye Feng knows that he may not be able to learn, and some things are really born, just like Ye Feng was born and must be reported.

Turning his head to look at Busquets, the film emperor of La Masia had lost his soul at this time like a walking dead. Obviously, he was hit hard today.

Ye Feng was stunned by such a wonderful prop with a horn flagpole. I felt that he had never been subjected to such a shame and humiliation in his whole life.

More importantly, Spain lost and was blocked from the World Cup finals.

Their dream of creating a matador dynasty is completely shattered!

How could Busquets withstand such a blow!

Looking at Busquets, who seemed like a dead father, Ye Feng smiled indifferently.

This guy has to learn this lesson.

Although the world-famous picture of the corner flagpole's drawing was not seen, it was a bit regretful, but this did not prevent Ye Feng from laughing out loud.

Sympathy for the enemy!

There may be enemies worthy of respect, but obviously Busquets is not among them.

Now, Ye Feng is really refreshing.

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Taking advantage of the Spanish players who lined up to thank Spanish fans for their support, Ye Feng hurried over and went to Harvey to exchange jerseys.

"Hey, we made an appointment!" Ye Feng took off his jersey and threw it to Harvey.

Harvey was not hypocritical, although he lost the game and made him feel no mood, but he exchanged jerseys before he said that he had found Ye Feng and could not regret it.

Taking off the jersey and throwing it to Ye Feng, putting Ye Feng jersey on his shoulder, Harvey did not speak, turned and walked towards the player channel.

He would like to continue talking with Ye Feng, but now he is really in a bad mood.

After this game, Harvey has a firmer idea-Ye Feng is the last piece of the Barcelona puzzle!

In this game, Barak and Ye Feng played the role of the all-around midfielder to the fullest, as if to let the world re-recognize the all-around midfielder overnight.

Barcelona, ​​what is missing is Ye Feng, an all-round midfielder with absolute impact.

Harvey can even imagine how powerful Barcelona will be after having Ye Feng.

But now, Harvey needs to find a place to heal himself. He doesn't want to manage Barcelona's affairs.

Ye Feng looked at Harvey's lonely back in the back. I don't know why, there will be a feeling of heroic twilight. It is clear that Harvey is in his playing year and how he feels like the last game of his career.

"Don't look at it, you still have a battle in the European Cup two years later!" Barak walked to Ye Feng's side and hugged Ye Feng's shoulder, smiling.

Ye Feng froze for a moment, then suddenly.

Indeed, in the European Cup two years later, I am afraid that the German team and the Spanish team have another battle.

"Between you?" Ye Feng sharply grabbed Barak's words, "What about you?"

Barak laughed: "Of course I have retired!"

Barack, who was born in 1976, is 34 years old this year. After two years of European Cup, Barack has reached 36 years old. At this age, he is already considered to be an old woman...

For an all-round midfielder, age has a huge impact on the body, even if you are still young psychologically, but the body really does not allow you to go up and down like the original...you can only be below...

Can you still count on 36-year-old Barack carrying the banner of the German midfielder?

That was definitely not the glory of Barak, but the shame of the German team.

"That's great!" Ye Feng suddenly frowned, "You're out, the German team's midfield is my world!"

Barak couldn't help but give Ye Feng a chestnut, but he was really envious in his heart, and also had strong regrets.

His era is the darkest era of German football. He can afford the German team by himself, but he cannot afford the German team to win the championship.

He is too lonely, too lonely.

Now, the Mesozoic players of the German team have matured, and the emergence of young players has also shown the success of the German youth training.

It can be said that this is the best era of German football.

But Barak himself can only lead young players forward with his own fighting spirit and tenacity in the tacit understanding of his career.

His time is running out.

How much he hopes to go with these futures of German football, but he knows that it is already unrealistic.

Looking at Ye Feng's young and energetic face, Barak was envious of his age.

If he is still young, he can continue to partner with Ye Feng and lead the German team to win one trophy after another.

He really wanted to keep playing!

At this time, Ye Feng's words suddenly made Barak cry and laugh.

"Since you don't want to leave the German team, then you come to be a team doctor!"

"The whole of Germany is famous for orthopedics, and there are no talents at all."

"I always feel that the German team doctor is as unreliable as the Bayern team doctor. Even if you come to be a team doctor, they are better than them."

Barak really wants to break Ye Feng's head and seeds, and see what stuff is inside this cargo head!

Let Lao Tzu be a team doctor?

Believe it or not, I gave you a muscle strain to make you half-healed?

Entering my door, no one wants to go out alive!

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