The game was fierce and the fighting intention of the two sides exploded, which made the game show an extremely tragic situation.

No one is hurt, but no one does not hurt!

Ye Feng rushed into Sha Xin several times, and was also dashed by Dortmund players several times. If he takes off his jersey pants, he may already be green and purple.

However, Ye Feng didn't care, and the derby would have to look like a derby, even if the blood flow continued, he would have to fight to the end.

The constant confrontation also makes the game itself more intense and less exciting. After all, the two sides are more entangled in the midfield, and the real threat to the goal is still not much.

A little time passed, and unconsciously, the first half was over.

When walking off the court, not far from Ye Feng's side is the new core of Sha Xin.

Originally, Ye Feng didn’t really see Sha Xin because he was a Turk. The reason is actually very simple. Although the Ozil I met before was of German nationality, it was indeed a real Turk. Wu, Ye Feng doesn't like Sha Xin very much.

However, the first half of the game Sha Xin made Ye Feng can't help but look at each other.

Not because Sha Xin passed Ye Feng in a stunning way, but Ye Feng saw a hot and simple attitude towards football from Sha Xin.

Be fouled, stand up and continue to fight;

Foul, and no malicious actions, just to keep the football;

In the collision and being collided, Shaxin always had only one goal, which was to score for Dortmund, to even the score and even overtake the score.

Such a player deserves respect!

They are all also Turks. Why is the gap between you and yours so big?

"Your breakthrough is beautiful, it makes me a little embarrassed!"

Ye Feng first smiled and said hello to Sha Xin, the tone was very frank.

Sha Xin looked at Ye Feng and barely smiled. "The composition of luck is so great that you will almost be pulled down by you."

The accent is very strange. Ye Feng doesn't know which village is the German dialect, but it does not affect their communication.

"Are you vomiting my foul?" Ye Feng asked strangely.

"Even if I vomit, you will stop fouling?" Sha Xin's expression was strange.

"will not!"

Ye Feng is very frank.

Fouls are also part of the defense. This is the defensive philosophy that Bayern coached him since childhood.

It may not be the truth, but Ye Feng always pursues it.

Hearing Ye Feng's candid answer, Sha Xin rolled his eyes.

"Then you are fart!"

Ye Feng couldn't help laughing, so he likes to see how deflated others are when chatting with people.

Joke is a joke, Ye Feng knows that he still needs to focus more on the defense of Shaxin in the second half. This excellent Turkish midfielder may make him deflate in defense.

During the intermission, Luteng made a passionate speech in the locker room to do his best to arouse the emotions of the players and keep them in a state of excitement.

In the face of a dead enemy, one minute and one second can not be relaxed, and the consequence of the relaxation may be to be laughed to the end by the dead enemy.

Looking at Lu Teng's impassioned look, Ye Feng couldn't help but think that Klopp in the dressing room next door was doing the same thing.

Everyone is determined to kill their opponents!

After the start of the second half, the two teams seamlessly joined again into a violent state, fighting madly, and there was only such a main melody in the entire game.

Ye Feng still roams around Sha Xin, restricting his passing and receiving, and even more restricting his breakthrough. He believes that as long as Sha Xin strangles himself, Dortmund will have no chance.

Of course, the overall defense is far from simple, even if Ye Feng blocked Shaxin, but if Jones gave Hao Inauer too much space, the latter attacking midfielder can also cause huge trouble.

Who has the opportunity to help Dott equalize?

There is Sahin, Hainauer, Qidan, Frey, and even central defenders Humels and Subotic.

However, Ye Feng never thought that it was not the Dort, but himself that helped Dort to equalize.

In the 66th minute of the second half, Howinauer drove the ball on the right, Qidan and Frey were about to rush into the Schalke 04 penalty area, and Shaxin also desperately inserted forward, preparing to ambush behind the striker.

Ye Feng will naturally not let Sha Xin play unscrupulously. Seeing how Hainauer passed the ball at the 45th angle, Ye Feng walked around flexibly and leaned Sha Xin behind.

If it is true that Sha Xin is passed, then Ye Feng can preemptively fight for the top and successfully defend. If there is not much competition, then Sha Xin, who is not as tall as his own, must not be able to reach behind him, and he should not worry about falling at all.

But when Ye Feng played his wishful abacus, he was caught by Hainauer's cross and caught off guard by a half-ball!

And the point is, Ye Feng seems to have run a bit!

How to do?

Ever let football?

Nashin really had a chance to turn around and get the ball, which threatened Schalke's 04 goal.

Ye Feng made his own judgment in the light of stone and fire, and this ball cannot be let go.

Involuntarily hooking the foot backwards, since it has already run, then block the ball in an unconventional way.

Scorpion swings its tail!

Lean forward, hook your right foot behind, and hit the ball. Even if you can't stop the ball, you won't let Sha Xin get it. It's a successful relief.

But at this time, something unbelievable happened to everyone!

Ye Feng's scorpion kicked the ball, but the ball flew high towards the goal of Schalke 04. In the frightened voice of the fans on the scene, he crossed the Neuer who jumped the ball and fell into Schalke G 04 goal.

At that moment, the entire stadium seemed to be terrified and lost its voice!

Oolong!

Super big oolong!

Ye Feng equalized the score for Dortmund in a way that shook the world!

"Oh my god, I am a big grass!"

"Am I wrong? This goal was scored?"

"Nima, the striker can't kick out such a wonderful shot, Ye Feng is going to go against the sky!"

"This time Ye Feng is going to be recorded in history!"

"Undercover!"

Fans in front of the TV set are also crazy. No one can remain calm in front of such a shocking goal.

At this time, Ye Feng was stupid, and his eyes were about to lose focus.

who am I?

Where am i?

What did i do

Derby battle, how can we help the opponent even the score?

And what makes Ye Feng most ironic is that at this time the system prompt is coming!

"Goal +1, congratulations to the host for getting 20,000 euros!"

Oolong is also a goal?

I'm still dead!