Zhang Yang was full of motivation in this game, and his family was watching him in the stands, which felt great.

My father's earnest teaching and love, and my brotherly love and love gave this young man the greatest motivation. He knew that he could achieve what he had today and that his relatives had paid too much. Now, the only thing he could do is to repay with his best performance under their gaze!

This is the simplest reward!

Roten's straight pass, Mbami shot from the ball with a long shot. The ball was blocked by Louis, the big man, with his body. The big man fell down as if he was shot. When the screams of the people around him were just aroused, the strong guy actually got up and signaled his teammates to ignore him and fight back quickly!

Nasri gave Luis a thumbs up and he passed the ball directly. Ribery received the ball and dribbled the ball at high speed along the wing. However, seeing that Paris Saint-Germain's defense did not have many loopholes, he immediately passed the ball to Oruma who came to pick up the ball. The Marseille team's counterattack was not completed and he planned to organize a formation battle.

Oruma received the ball, and he looked at the situation ahead and suddenly moved the football horizontally to the right.

When Beyer inserted the ball, Traore immediately came up to press the ball. Beyer made a long pass and hit the ball back on the right.

Mawuba jumped up and fought for the top, and he pushed the ball to Morientes. Under Armand's pressure, the Spanish center flew the ball to Zhang Yang who came to pick it up.

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Zhang Yang beautifully took off the ball in the air and faced Rozenal.

Rozenal noticed that Nasri had already come up and was staring at him. When he was paying attention to Zhang Yang, he was also careful to prevent Nasri and Zhang Yang from cooperating.

Zhang Yang raised his right foot and seemed to want to pass the ball.

Two and one?

Just as Rozenal's center of gravity moved, Zhang Yang suddenly pushed the football straight out. At the same time, he started to accelerate - break through!

Rozenal did not expect this kid to break through so resolutely, so he accelerated without hesitation. When he realized, Zhang Yang had already passed by himself like a wind to form a breakthrough...

"Wowowowowwo—he is faster than a rabbit! cunning than a fox!" Westor shouted excitedly, his expression as if it was taller.

The atmosphere of the ‘France National Derby’ made the commentator close to madness, and any point of Mars can ignite a flame!

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"Beautiful and forced breakthrough! Marseille's speed may be the fastest in Ligue 1. Frank Ribery, Zhang Yang, Taivo, and even Nasri, everyone's speed is not slow."

After the breakthrough, Zhang Yang pretended to lift his foot and wanted to shoot from a long time, which scared Yepas and rushed to block it. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang's shot was fake and the pass was real, so he passed the football in.

Morientes, who had gotten rid of Armand, has already come up. He snatched the shot! Unfortunately, the angle was too straight and was firmly held by Paris Saint-Germain goalkeeper Rondero.

Morientes shook his head regretfully, and at the same time gave Zhang Yang a thumbs up, thanking his partner for his beautiful straight ball!

And holding the football, Rondro jumped up from above, and shouted at Rozenal: "Look at your guy!!" He was very dissatisfied with his defender being easily broken by Zhang Yang.

Rozenal waved his hand in annoyance. He felt a little powerless and could not keep up with Zhang Yang's footsteps. When the two teams fought last season, Rozenal suffered the loss of Zhang Yang's speed. However, at that time, Rozenal could still compete with the fledgling Zhang Yang with his experience. However, when he met again this season, he sadly discovered that this kid was even more difficult to deal with!

Boy, you won’t be so relaxed next time! Rozenal looked at Zhang Yang and said in his heart. If it really doesn’t work, he has other ways!

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Marseille makes a comeback.

This time, Zhang Yang exited the penalty area again to ask for the ball. As soon as he stopped the ball, Rozenal pressed up.

Zhang Yang pulled the ball under his feet, and he was looking for a way to attack.

After Zhang Yang took the ball, he originally planned to run away from the ball. However, this time Rozenal's reaction was very fast and successfully blocked Zhang Yang's forward route and forced him to the side. He was about to be forced out of the sideline.

Rozenal felt that he finally had a sigh of anger. He looked at the boy in front of him, wondering whether he could cut off Zhang Yang's ball and launch a counterattack from Paris Saint-Germain!

At this moment, Zhang Yang moved and stabbed the ball between Rozenal's legs!

Then Zhang Yang took advantage of the fact that Rozenal had not turned around and suddenly accelerated to get rid of it and bypassed Rozenal.

Where is the ball?!

Amid the huge booing of the Princes Stadium, the ball rolling between Rozenal's legs was obtained by Ribery. The "Scarface" directly swung his right foot and hit the ball. The ball drew a beautiful arc and flew forward. There, Zhang Yang was moving forward like lightning, chasing the ball!

A wonderful and unconventional two-pass one-on-one cooperation!

"So wonderful! So beautiful! Zhang Yang and Ribery's previous cooperation has become more and more beautiful! There is always such a great offensive show between these two young people!" the commentator said loudly.

"I don't know if you have noticed that after a holiday, Zhang's feet's skills seem to have improved a lot. He seems to be good at such exquisite little techniques now!"

"This is really a young young man who plays football with his brain!" Suarez in the stands squinted his eyes. He was now very satisfied with Zhang Yang. He had decided that after returning to Milan, no, just after today's game, he would talk to Chairman Morati and tell him his opinion, that is, no matter how much the price is, he would bring this young Marseille No. 9 player to Meacha Stadium!

This is a genius Junyan who will regret his lifelong genius once he missed it!

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Zhang Yang caught up with the ball, he took off the ball and dribbled it.

"Marseille's offense. Zhang Yang is so fast!"

Of course Zhang Yang's speed was faster. This time, the one who was chasing him was replaced by Traore. The Mali midfielder was full of energy and was very fast. I don't know if it was a temporary adjustment by Laconbu. Now, as long as Zhang Yang dribbled the ball and rushed to speed, Traore was returning to defense and staring at Zhang Yang!

Traore is competing with Yang for speed. Although Zhang Yang is fast, he is dribbling the ball. Traore is running without the ball and chasing him desperately. Now, the ball run and the ball run are in the same position as the ball run.

The two of them were entangled in the running. No one wanted to give up. Seeing Zhang Yang about to enter the penalty area, Traore seized a chance to football and suddenly tackled the ball.

Zhang Yang's foot speed was faster than Traore's shoveling down, and he stabbed the football before the Malis shoveled to the football. He jumped on himself and wanted to speed up to catch up.

Now Traore shoveled the air, but the unwilling Mali made a very bad move. He was originally shoveling to the right foot of the ball and swept it horizontally. Zhang Yang was cut down like a wooden stake. The Marseille Nine, who was running at high speed, was like a wild horse that had lost its center of gravity, rolling and falling.

At the same time, the referee's sharp whistle sounded at the first time.

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"foul!"

"This is a deliberate foul!"

"God, this kick from the Mali people is not light!"

The commentators exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Yang was sprinting desperately. He knew that as long as he caught up with the ball, he would enter the penalty area with a cut inside. No one in front could stop him, and the Paris Saint-Germain goalkeeper could not stop him!

Zhang Yang even licked his lips, and he felt the pleasure of scoring the goal was coming!

At this moment, he was cut down from behind without any symptoms. Out of the athlete's consciousness, he jumped up subconsciously, but before he could jump up, he was knocked down. The impact of the huge kinetic energy brought huge energy to make Zhang Yang roll and fall. This huge inertial thrust even pushed him out of the court. He rolled and fell to the billboard on the sidelines and screamed.

Traore, who was fouled, also woke up from the evil thoughts just now, and the cunning Mali jumped up immediately. He waved his arms and shouted loudly. He was signaling to the referee who was running over that he did not commit a foul on purpose, but was just an accident.

"Accidentally you are paralyzed!" Ribery rushed towards Traore angrily. Scarface's eyes were red and his face was ferocious.

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"Red Card!" Seeing Zhang Yang being cut down like a tree, Fernandez jumped up from the coach's seat and roared at the referee with his fist. This is his life, the root of the man, the most precious guy in the Marseille team! He is the most injurious person!

He could not imagine what kind of disaster it would be for the Marseille team if Zhang Yang was injured. Moreover, Traore's bad foul seemed too fierce. He didn't know if Zhang Yang would be injured, whether it was serious or not.

At this time, the referee who was blew the whistle and ran towards him had already taken out the card from his pocket. What disappointed Fernandez and the Marseille were disappointed and unacceptable was that the color of the card the referee took out from his pocket was just a yellow card!

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"That's fucking damn!!" Mendes, the 'super agent' in the stands stood up angrily and cursed loudly.

Before him, Zhang Dahai had already jumped up. The silly big man had a ferocious face and shouted to the field, "If my brother has anything, I will kill you!" Looking at his ferocious face, I'm afraid no one doubted that if the perpetrator was right in front of him, the big man would definitely beat that guy to death!

Zhang Guodong also stood up and shouted loudly, "Son!" His eyes were red. All he thought about was not to be hurt, and his son should not be in trouble! That moment just now seemed too scary. His son almost rolled on the ground several times and fell heavily on the billboard.

At this time, the team doctor of the Marseille team was already running over with a medical box. He was a team doctor and saw clearly than others. When Zhang Yang was kicked by Traore just now, he should have jumped up and avoided it. This is completely a subconscious self-protection action of an athlete. This is the greatest comfort of the team doctor, and I hope this can help Zhang Yang avoid injury.

When he ran to Zhang Yang's side, he checked Zhang Yang's ankle as soon as possible. The results of the examination made him feel relieved. There was no fracture. If there was no other problem, it would be no big problem.

"Edward, I'm fine." Then the team doctor heard Zhang Yang asking him. He turned his head and saw Zhang Yang's face. The boy's eyes were red and he was asking with gritting teeth. In fact, anyone who was attacked by his opponent would be so angry that his teeth were creaking.

"That guy is an executioner!" In the commentary seat, Visto was criticizing the perpetrator Traore, "Yellow card! It's just a yellow card. God knows what the referee thinks. Oh oh oh, I forgot, this is the Prince's Stadium! It's such a fine punishment!"

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ps: urgently request a collection, red ticket.

This is the second update today. The outbreak is in progress.
Chapter completed!