pertwk Chapter 78 Bayer Leverkusen's Attacking Football
Chapter 78 Bayer Leverkusen's Attacking Football
Chapter 78 Bayer Leverkusen's Attacking Football
"Nice!"
Krossman hugged Hao Ren, and Poulsen also came over to pat Hao Ren's head.
Hao Ren clapped his hands, but instead of boasting to his teammates as usual, he maintained an unusually serious expression.
After just a short 3-minute exchange, Mr. Goodman has already realized the strength of Leverkusen!
Hao Ren and Poulsen clapped: "Go for it!"
In the 3rd minute of the first half, Leverkusen won their second corner kick of the match.
Leverkusen's performance on the second corner kick was not very good, with Castro passing the ball directly to Anthony Jung.
"Oh!"
Bellarabi and Hilbert came over to press, and Anthony Jung dribbled and quickly started his run.
boom!
Bellarabi pulled Anthony-Ronggan to the ground.
But it's alright, Anthony-Jong made a through pass before he went down!
This is Leipzig's chance to fight back!
"Dem has the ball!"
"Wow, that seems to be the case! Dem is looking for a position!"
"Dem has lost possession!"
"Damn, Toprak made that steal!"
The ball was gone just past halfway point. Demme quickly turned to prepare for defense, but Toprak had already knocked the ball away.
Bayer Leverkusen truly lives up to their Bundesliga reputation; their team discipline is impeccable!
Rangnick gritted his teeth on the sidelines, watching helplessly as Leverkusen once again sent the ball into Leipzig's penalty area.
boom!
Drmic's shot hit Sebastian!
Hao Ren got the ball at the penalty spot.
Hao Rengang was about to pass the ball when he realized there were no teammates around to receive it, so he had no choice but to kick the ball out of bounds.
Oh!
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"Beep beep beep!!!!"
Leipzig players appeared very flustered in defense, which directly drew jeers from the away fans.
"Don't try to help us out! Attack head-on!"
"If you're so capable, then pass it on!"
"Shh!!!"
The away team fans, who considered themselves superior, intensified their mockery of Hao Ren.
Poulsen realized something was wrong, so he took the opportunity to run to Hao Ren's side: "It's okay, Goode, don't worry about the fans on the other side."
"I know."
Hao Ren gritted his teeth, staring fiercely at Leverkusen's midfielder.
Paulsen took a deep breath, told Hao Ren to stay calm, and then ran away.
It's the 16th minute of the first half!
RBL: 32%.
B04: 68%.
Leipzig's current possession rate is acceptable; the main problem lies in their defense.
"Leverkusen's attack is extremely penetrating. If Leipzig can't find a way to counter it, it's only a matter of time before they concede a goal."
Just two minutes after the German commentator made this point, Leverkusen found an opportunity on their left flank.
Snapped!
Rolfes delivered a through ball right in front of Hao Ren, accurately finding Son Heung-sak waiting on the left flank.
Full-back Wendell ran past Son Heung-min and received a pass from his teammate.
This is a combination play between Leverkusen's wingers; Wendell is using his speed to attack Leipzig's byline!
Before the speed had completely slowed down, Wendell forced a 45-degree cross.
Inside the restricted area!
Drmic gained a positional advantage and successfully won the first point.
However, Drmic was not in a good position, so the Leverkusen striker gave up shooting and chose to head the ball to a teammate in the penalty area.
Bellarabi stopped the ball with his chest and volleyed it before it even hit the ground.
boom!
The ball was already in the net just as goalkeeper Belot jumped up.
Goal!
In the 19th minute of the first half, Bellarabi scored!
Bayer Leverkusen lead 1-0!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!"
Amid the insults from the home fans, Bellarabi and his teammates jogged to the sidelines.
Because they weren't in the same league, Bellarabi was very reserved and didn't do any large-scale celebrations.
"Awesome, aren't you going to celebrate? That striker on the other side is really showing off!"
"Don't panic, guys, it's only been 20 minutes. Leipzig still has a chance."
You're the one panicking; we didn't buy anything, so what's the rush?
[Haha, Brother Chao lost 1000 rice, is his heart starting to race now?]
[It seems like they're not treating Leipzig like they're human. Is this the strength of a top-five team in the Bundesliga?]
Actually, RB Leipzig isn't weak at all; they could put up a fight against a Bundesliga relegation team, but Bayer Leverkusen is definitely not good enough.
While the opposing team was interacting with the fans, Rangnick called all his players over.
"It's okay, lift your head!"
Rangnick swung his hands upwards: "We're only down by one goal. It's not like we haven't been down before. Is this really necessary?"
"Listen, our opponents have set the pace of the game. So we have to follow suit, we need to keep up with their rhythm, move faster, and track back more quickly. Only then can we compete with them!"
"Do you understand what I mean? We have to be just as ruthless as them!"
Paulsen took a sip of water and then casually tossed the bottle on the ground: "If the pace is too fast, we're likely to make mistakes."
Indeed, Poulsen raised a very crucial question.
Leipzig has never played at the pace of the Bundesliga since the team's inception, and rashly trying to increase the pace could backfire.
"We tried a faster pace during training! Our training was very effective, you know? We didn't train for nothing!"
"Come on! Come on!"
Rangnick clapped his hands, leaned in among the players, and finally roared, "Let them see what we're made of!"
The time has reached the 28th minute!
After some adaptation and adjustment, Leipzig is now playing significantly better than they did a few minutes ago.
At this moment, Leipzig gives the impression of a doctor attentively listening to the heartbeat of Leverkusen.
They are trying to get a feel for their opponent's rhythm.
Vlaan passed the ball back to Kimmich, who was positioned on the right rear to receive it.
Just as Kimmich was about to pass the ball forward, Poulsen's position was blocked.
There's no road left!
Kimmich sensed something was wrong, but luckily a voice came from the left at that moment.
Hey!
Hao Ren accelerated from the left and rushed in front of Kimmich, creating a receiving point.
"Wow, beautiful! Leipzig's defensive midfielder is playing very aggressively! Leverkusen's players were almost caught off guard!"
"Rolfes tried to intercept Goodman, but Goodman had Kimmich helping him!"
"Leipzig currently has a numerical advantage!"
Hao Ren didn't stop, but instead dribbled the ball towards the edge of the penalty area, giving the impression that he wanted to rush into the penalty area and shoot directly.
Leverkusen clearly didn't expect their opponents to actually make that forward run from the defensive midfield, so they didn't prepare any defenses at all. As a result, Hao Ren easily reached the top of the penalty area.
Morris is creating space on the left!
Hao Ren glanced to his left, then immediately started moving into the restricted area.
"Fuck!"
Toprak cursed and quickly took a step forward, denying Hao Ren any space to shoot.
The guy on the other side, number 20, seems a bit confused.
Who exactly is the Bundesliga team?
Driven by his confidence, Toprak decided to directly engage the attacking players physically.
He wants to push Hao Ren out of the restricted area!
boom!
Toprak braced Hao Ren with his shoulder, and then—
"Toprak has been pushed aside!"
"What is this?!"
Holy crap!
"There's a chance!"
"Flank, move forward!"
"Hao Renchuan has been summoned!"
boom!
Hao Ren played a through ball to Vlaan in front of the goalkeeper, and the latter, facing an open goal, slotted the ball home.
Boom!
Frahn's shot hit the post!
"Oh!!!"
"Beep beep beep!!!!"
The ball was cleared by the opponent, and Vlaan covered his head with his hands, squatting down in the penalty area.
Hao Ren was also stunned, his expression a mixture of surprise and pain: "This luck—damn!"
Kimmich and Poulsen quickly ran over to comfort Vlaan, while the Leverkusen defenders were still in shock.
"Are you fucking crazy!?"
Papastathopoulos immediately questioned Toprak: "Why did you go up there?"
Toprak was the only defender in front of Hao Ren besides the goalkeeper. As a center-back, Toprak absolutely could not act rashly in that situation.
"I, I—fuck!"
Toprak spat on the grass.
"I don't know, he just pushed me away."
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As he spoke, Toprak glanced specifically in the direction where Hao Ren was.
"Hold on tight!"
Goalkeeper Leno also came over and called out.
He's just a 16-year-old kid, how could Toprak not be able to handle this?
"Come on, let's do this!"
After finishing his rant, Papastathopoulos clapped his hands to comfort his teammate: "That number 20 isn't that strong. Just be careful."
"RB!"
"RB!"
Hao Ren and Vlaan's combination play in the penalty area gave many fans in the stadium hope, but at this point, Vlaan's mentality was on the verge of exploding.
Just now, he missed a chance to tie the score!
"I could have scored that goal myself, that Fiona!"
"Damn, that might be Leipzig's only chance to score today!"
The thought that Leipzig could have drawn 1-1 with Leverkusen fills Wang Chao with rage.
Fraun!
What a useless piece of trash!
Grandpa Niu has already helped you so much!
As expected, after Frahn made a bizarre mistake in his shot, Rangnick immediately had Rebic start warming up.
That's just how coach Rangnick is. He doesn't care if you're a veteran player or not; as long as you're in good form recently, you'll get playing time!
34th minute!
Bayer Leverkusen continued to play the same strategy as Son Heung-min, hoping to capitalize on the South Korean striker's speed.
Hao Ren was experienced; when he saw the opponent make a long pass, he would run towards Sun Xing's location.
Kimmich stretched out his leg, but Son Heung-min easily dodged it by changing direction.
!
This guy is fast!
"Fuck!"
Kimmich, enraged and impotent, then began to pursue.
Of course, Kimmich couldn't catch up with Son Heung-min, so the ball still had to be played by Hao Ren who ran over from the side.
"call!"
"Whoosh!"
His breathing gradually became more rapid, and Hao Ren focused his attention.
Have the opportunity!
boom!
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Wow!!!
Hao Ren tackled Son Heung-min and the ball, sending the ball flying, which was then caught by Kimmich.
"Holy crap, Hao Ren totally shut down Sun Xing!"
"Hey Chicken Bro, can you run a little faster!"
Kimmich dribbled quickly and, after crossing the halfway line, passed the ball to Poulsen.
At the same time, other Leipzig players were also pushing forward!
Poulsen dribbled closer, facing Wendell, who was responsible for marking him.
In order to get the shot off within 10 seconds, Poulsen didn't get entangled with Wendell for too long.
Snapped!
"Poulsen's inverted triangle formation is looking for Vlaan!"
"That pass was a bit forced; Leipzig wanted to catch their opponents off guard!"
"But they're facing a Bundesliga team!"
As Wang Chao said, Leverkusen is a Bundesliga team, and it's not easy for them to launch a quick counter-attack.
boom!
Vlaan's shot was blocked by Toprak!
Leipzig maintained possession, but based on Rangnick's experience, they had already lost their chance to score on this counter-attack.
Toprak marked Vlaan, forcing the latter to kick away the ball he had just received.
Hey!
Hao Ren, upon receiving the ball, did not stop it but instead opted to play a through ball to Poulsen.
Poulsen received the ball and, under pressure, made a run out of the penalty area.
Hao Ren had already entered the penalty area!
It's that arrogant number 20 again!
"I'm looking at him!"
Sokratis approached Hao Ren, who demanded the ball from Poulsen and completed a turn.
Papastathopoulos pinned Hao Ren's body down, and the latter first took half a step to the side, then pushed back.
"Fuck!"
No sooner had the defender finished speaking than Hao Ren decisively pulled his shot away.
The distance was too close; Leno had no chance to react.
Goal!
Holy crap!
"Goal!"
"Goal!"
"1:1!"
"Leipzig has equalized!"
"Holy crap, that's awesome!"
"What great teamwork between Hao Ren and Poulsen!"
"Brothers, it's a tie!"
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Holy crap, 6!
"roar!!!"
Hao Ren yelled at the goalkeeper from inside the penalty area, then turned around and hugged Poulsen. The two of them ran towards the corner flag with their arms around each other's shoulders.
Inside the penalty area, Sokratis pinched his nose.
Looking in the direction of Toprak, Papastathopoulos noticed that his teammates were also looking at him, so he quickly looked away.
"What the hell?!"
Goalkeeper Leno was getting impatient: "Are you two both in bad form? What's the point of me playing?!"
Center-backs are the goalkeeper's most loyal partners, and Leno doesn't want his two partners to keep making mistakes.
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Papastathopoulos shook his head: "Seriously, that guy is a bit—well, pretty good."
Toprak walked up to his teammates, said nothing, and simply raised his arms.
"Good man!"
Hao Ren was surrounded by several teammates, and Paulsen excitedly rubbed his hair, giving Hao Ren a new hairstyle.
"Ha ha!"
Hao Ren raised his hands upwards, then touched his clothes.
Seeing this, Poulsen quickly reached out to stop him: "Don't take it off! Don't take it off!"
"Okay, okay, haha, I got it!"
Hao Ren led his teammates to the area below the stands.
Good man!
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Good man!
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Seeing the score "1-1" on the big screen, Hao Ren excitedly hugged the fan in front of him: "That's amazing!"
The goal came so suddenly that the Leipzig players continued celebrating until the referee urged them to stop.
Hao Ren and Poulsen walked towards their own half of the field together when Kimmich quickly ran up from behind, took a running start, and jumped onto Hao Ren's back: "We tied!"