King Of World Football

Chapter 13: Hat trick

After scoring, Wang Feng rushed to the stands to interact with the fans. The fans of Virton were all erupting at this moment. They frantically gathered beside the barbed wire fence beside the stands, shouting Wang Feng's name.

The captain also rushed over at this time, jumped on Wang Feng's back, and yelled frantically: "You did it, you did it!"

The coach on the bench, Mette Magritte, stood up nervously when Wang Feng took the ball. When he saw him passing three people in a row and sending the ball into the net, his face showed a shocked expression. Then he waved his arms in ecstasy.

Virton equalized the score again, and it was because of Wang Feng again. The head coach of Wasselland Beveren was also very helpless. Obviously his team was stronger, and they played well against Virton in the whole game, but they had Wang Feng. He, unreasonably, relied on his personal ability to equalize the score twice.

He rubbed his brows, and planned to replace a defender with a midfielder. Since he couldn't defend, he would stop defending and fully control the ball.

The head coach of Virton also made adjustments, replacing a forward and replacing him with a stable defender in the backcourt. In his opinion, it is acceptable to score a point. But Wang Feng still had to stay on the court to intimidate the opponent's defence.

After that, Wasselland Beveren took possession of the ball to the extreme, so that Virton didn't have a few decent passes for more than ten minutes. They also started an indiscriminate bombing mode on the home team's goal.

As time went by, the mentality of the Wasselland Beveren players gradually became unbalanced. They took the lead twice and equalized twice, which made them a little impatient. In the 86th minute, a strong shot from the visiting team was blocked by the goalkeeper. He tried his best to block it, but the ball didn't fly very far. The player who followed was almost facing the empty goal, but he hit a missile of a shot, but it went way up of the crossbar.

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The players who missed the opportunity covered their faces in frustration, while Virton's team was in a cold sweat. The goalkeeper kept calling the defensive players to concentrate and not to miss anyone.

The consumption of stamina from both sides was very high. In the 89th minute, Virton intercepted the ball in the backcourt, and the defender vigorously made a clearance. At this time, Wang Feng judged the correct landing point and got there in time, but the opponent's defensive player followed closely.

There was no way to stop the ball like this, so Wang Feng had no choice but to jump up and shake his head, ferry the ball to the front, and after landing, he chased the ball straight away.

The opponent's defensive player did not give in, and even pulled his clothes hard, trying to stop him. Now this position is more than forty meters away from the goal, even if it is a foul, it is nothing.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Feng saw that the goalkeeper on the opposite side seemed to be a bit ahead, as if he was anxiously watching the offensive situation in front of him.

So he faced the rebounding ball and volleyed vigorously. The ball flew into the air like a rocket. Is it going out of bounds?

When approaching the penalty area, the ball suddenly fell rapidly. The goalkeeper of Wasselland Beveren was shocked and retreated again and again. Finally, he jumped up to catch the ball. Unfortunately, the ball still passed his fingertips and fell into the goal. .

"GOOOOOOAAAAL" The commentator on the scene shouted: "Unbelievable, unbelievable, and the king again, with a volley shot from a distance of 40 meters. The ball drew a beautiful arc in the air like it was guided by a system, and fell into the net."

"Virton succeeded in overtaking the score in the 89th minute. This is a lore goal."

"It's so beautiful, I bet, this must be the best goal of the Belgian Football Second League this season, and it may also be the best goal of the Belgian Football League! Wang also scored a hat-trick with this goal. The youngest age of League B, Mr. Hat-trick!"

After scoring the goal, Wang Feng flew to the corner flag area again, pointing to the sky to celebrate. Everyone in the team rushed over and gathered together, cheering and shouting. Wang Feng was surrounded by noisy voices, and couldn't hear the specific words clearly, but he kept hearing someone calling his name.

Head coach Mette Magritte also had a rare gaffe when the ball fell into the net. He ran wildly along the edge of the court for a certain distance, as if venting his depression. The feeling of being suppressed made him a little out of breath.

Calming down, Magritte was a little distressed and regretful. It seemed that Virton could no longer keep Wang Feng. Can a team without Wang Feng still create such a miracle?

Quick Martin and Andre Diest stood up excitedly in the stands. Quick Martin said: "You are right, we must take him down as soon as possible." They picked up the phones respectively. One called the head coach, the other called the team manager, reporting on Wang Feng's performance, strongly recommending to start negotiations with Wang Feng as soon as possible.

After the referee urged several times, Virton's players all returned to the court, and the Wasselland Beveren team kicked off. But obviously they had no intention of fighting any more, Wang Feng's goal completely destroyed their hope. Four minutes later, with the referee's whistle, the game ended.

Relying on Wang Feng's hat-trick, Virton staged a shocking reversal, 3:2 !

After the game, Wang Feng didn't refuse the invitations from his teammates any more, but he straightforwardly invited everyone to have dinner together to celebrate the team's victory. The next day was a holiday, so the party lasted until late at night.

After returning to the dormitory, Wang Feng was still in a state of excitement, tossing and turning and having trouble falling asleep, but he was not complacent. With the improvement of his skills, Wang Feng also keenly discovered that the technical level of League B was not high, especially in defence, so he is eager to go to a higher platform and hone his skills.

Early the next morning, Wang Feng still woke up on time, the habits of the past few months had made him form a biological clock. Shaking his slightly tired head, he still decided to continue his training. After being lazy once, there will definitely be a next time.

He picked up the ball and left the dormitory quietly. That guy Renee went crazy yesterday evening, so it's better not to wake him up.

After coming to the park, he practised according to the usual rhythm, first warming up, then reviewing the skills he has fully mastered such as jumping and dribbling, and then tempering his left foot and dribbling skills. Turning these basic skills into his own muscle memory is currently Wang Feng's main task.

In the afternoon, Wang Feng's agent Francisco Balmond found him excitedly: "I knew I could find you here, listen to me, your performance yesterday was amazing, and it has attracted the attention of several Ligue 1 teams including Anderlecht, Club Brugge, Standard Liege and, of course, Genk."

"I think it's about time, Virton has limited your development, we have to have a good chat about which club to go to."

So Wang Feng's training was interrupted again, and they came to the coffee shop to discuss again. "I think you're in a time of constant improvement, so playing time is a must."

Wang Feng nodded, expressing his agreement. Although he cared about the salary, he had already experienced the professional league, and he was more eager for the feeling of the game, rather than sitting on the bench.