svetikya Chapter 65 Bullying your disciple is nothing, go find your master if you dare!
Chapter 65 Bullying your disciple is nothing, go find your master if you dare!
"Aaron, the number 10! Number 10, make a forward run and get the ball!"
"Holy crap, is Aaron trying to score first? This home team is getting a bit arrogant, guys!"
"Demme is on the defensive, Leipzig shouldn't let this number 10 go to the baseline so easily."
Snapped!
Dagfors, number 10, forced a cross, targeting Aino in the middle.
At this moment, Hao Ren, who was standing next to Aino, finally started moving and took the ball directly.
[Mission Progress: Steal (1/5)]
"Nice!"
"Is Aaron out of his mind right now? Didn't he see that I, Hao Qiuwang, am right in the middle? Why is he still passing the ball to the middle!"
"I'll just confiscate it from you!"
"Leipzig operations commence!"
"Leipzig is about to retaliate!"
The match had only just begun when the intense competition on the field immediately stirred up Wang Chao's emotions.
"Let me tell you, Leipzig will definitely go all out today. Look at Rangnick, he hasn't sat down since the beginning."
"A win this game would put us in first place. A draw... a draw won't do. I've checked, Leipzig's goal difference is worse than Ingolstadt's, we have to win."
"What to buy... well, I think it's precisely at crucial moments like these that we need to trust Mr. Goodman even more!"
[Really? Then I'll go all in!]
[You're so fierce, upstairs!]
[Didn't Hao Ren post on Tieba yesterday? He absolutely has to get first place.]
Hao Ren said he was aiming for first place, not that he'd be first today. Be careful, or you might get instantly killed by Mr. Goodman's Smite.
[Aaron is playing a bit too aggressively. Did he get paid by the top team? Is he just standing there as a roadblock?]
"..."
"Press it down! Press it down!"
Under Rangnick's direction, Leipzig applied a lot of pressure in the attacking third.
From God's perspective, it seems that every Aaron player is at risk of conceding a goal.
Unable to hold on any longer, as Vlaan rushed up to contest the ball, defender Aaron delivered a long pass, clearing the ball with a strong effort.
"I'll do it! I'll do it!"
Hao Ren ran towards the long pass and positioned himself in front of Ludwig.
Snapped!
[Mission Progress: Steal (2/5)]
"Oh!!!"
A burst of screams erupted from the crowd.
Hao Ren volleyed the ball back!
"Are you kicking it in such a hurry?"
"But that pass was pretty good, it had a similar feel to that outside-of-the-foot pass before!"
"Poulsen has the ball on the byline, and he's trying to get into the penalty area!"
"It's been sent!"
Poulsen's cross hit Grek's foot.
Just as Grek realized what was happening and prepared to clear the ball, it bounced away from him.
Frahn's chance!
boom!
"Goal!"
"1:0!"
"Nice!!!"
The goal came somewhat suddenly, but that didn't stop the Leipzig players from starting their celebration.
"pretty!"
Rangnick clenched his right fist and swung it upwards, feeling a little relieved.
"There is a chance."
Rangnick said, and sat down in the empty seat next to Almas.
"I've been waiting for this day for so long."
Almas patted Rangnick on the shoulder.
Both coaches were relatively relaxed because they could see that Leipzig had a significant advantage in today's match.
The gap in strength!
"Aalen!"
"Aalen!"
The home fans started to get going, but their shouts didn't seem to have much impact on the game.
Leipzig currently has over 65% possession!
"Kimmich, keep pressing!"
"Hao Ren is up here too! Holy crap, these home team defenders can't even breathe!"
"I feel like we'll have to make substitutions in the second half; those opposing defenders are already sweating buckets."
Grek received the ball back from the full-back and was just about to pass it forward when Vlaan ran straight at him in the face.
!
There was no other way, so Vlaan had to pass the ball to Bass on the right.
As soon as Bass got the ball, he passed it to Aino.
Just when everyone thought the crisis was over, Leipzig's defensive midfielder rushed up the field. Hao Ren pressed down on Aino's shoulder with one hand, causing the latter to kick the ball directly out of bounds.
"Oh!!"
The home fans held their heads in their hands. This wasn't the first time they'd witnessed such a terrible scene today.
The coach is under even more pressure; in fact, Coach Aaron is under even more pressure than the players on the field.
The entire half of the field was penetrated.
What does this tell us?
This shows that his tactical system is completely inferior to Rangnick's!
The match has reached the 25th minute of the first half!
"here!"
"what!"
With a shout, Belot threw the ball out of the penalty area, accurately finding the open space in front of Hao Ren.
Hao Ren quickly started his run by flicking the ball with his right foot.
The Aalen players were in a hurry to get back to defense and didn't pay attention to Hao Ren for the time being, which allowed the Leipzig midfielders to easily carry the ball across the halfway line.
But it became difficult for Hao Ren to move forward.
Now, defenders are starting to target him!
boom!
Fayk made a sliding tackle.
"Grass!"
Hao Ren cursed.
Luckily he dodged quickly!
Before Fayk could stand up, Hao Ren dribbled the ball and ran, but was caught by Drexler who was tracking back.
Grexler stepped on Hao Ren's instep.
The referee didn't blow the whistle in a hurry because Hao Ren had passed the ball out early.
Kimmich has the ball now!
"Go up! Go up!"
Seeing an opportunity, the Aaron players all ran towards Kimmich, who then gently pushed out a through ball and passed it to Hao Ren.
Ok?
It's the 20th again!
Didn't this guy just fall down?
Well, only a few people noticed what happened after Hao Ren fell. He rolled half a circle and then got up on his feet!
Mr. Goodman is simply a god of war!
The God of War has gone to the bottom!
Snapped!
With the baseline forming an inverted triangle, Hao Ren found Sebastian in the middle to receive the pass, and then rushed into the penalty area together with Poulsen.
Sebastian passed the ball to Hao Ren, who promptly set up Poulsen.
boom!
Goal!
2: 0!
"Good!"
Kimmich, who had rushed over, jumped onto Hao Ren, and the great master and his apprentice got up on the grass.
"Well done, Good!"
"..."
"Brothers, let me put it this way: Hao Ren's defensive ability is in a class of its own in the entire 2. Bundesliga. And what's most deadly is that he can also play offensively at the same time. That's the scariest thing, you know? Rangnick is trying to develop a top-class all-around midfielder."
"I think Rangnick's approach is correct; Hao Ren's offensive talent is indeed quite good."
"What do you mean Hao Ren is the streamer's dad? I'm older than Hao Qiu Wang. No, what's wrong with me praising Hao Qiu Wang? Are some of you in the live stream new here? I don't think there are any Hao Ren haters on this website."
"Wait!"
Suddenly realizing something was wrong, Wang Chao quickly shifted his attention to the game screen.
Just a second before, Kimmich kicked the ball out of bounds under pressure from two defenders, giving the opposing team a throw-in opportunity.
"Keep it up!"
"come on!"
Behind him, the fans were shouting. Fayk stood outside the sideline, holding the ball tightly.
After a running start, throw it out with all your might!
Ludwig caught the ball with his chest and bounced it forcefully to Gessula's feet.
Geysula headed the ball into the penalty area!
Kouba catches a header!
boom!
Bellot's reaction was actually quite quick, but the distance between him and the batter was simply too close.
"GOOOO-AAAA-LLLL!!!"
"1:2!"
The announcer shouted out the name of the goal scorer.
Trailing by two goals, the Aalen players finally started to exert their strength.
They're only one goal behind now!
"..."
"Beep, beep beep—!!!"
"Holy crap, it's still 1-2!"
"I feel like Aaron took money from the number one player, so he really played hard today."
"Kimmich..."
Wang Chao sighed when he saw people discussing Kimmich in the live chat.
"Sigh, Kimmich always struggles to get the ball out of play when pressed, the home team must have exploited that weakness."
"No way, Coach Aaron is disgusting! Why can't he just talk to his mentor if he has a problem? Why does he have to make things difficult for his student?!"
"Go ahead and try to steal from me, Goodman! I'll shove you away!"
Wang Chao said menacingly, implying a threat to head coach Aaron.
No one wanted Leipzig to win the league more than him!
"..."
In the away team's locker room, Kimmich sat on a bench, covering his face with his hands.
"Hey, Chicken Bro!"
Hao Ren sat down next to Kimmich: "What's the big deal? They only conceded one goal. We'll crush them in the second half!"
Just as Hao Ren was comforting Kimmich, assistant coach Almas also came over and said a few words.
Joshua is considered a semi-all-around midfielder.
Everything about it is great, except that the way they handle being pressed and robbed is really terrible!
"We conceded a goal in the first half. Please remember, this is not the fault of any one player, but the fault of all of us."
The score changed from 2-0 to 2-1, and Rangnick's expression returned to seriousness.
Why did we concede a goal?
Rangnick shrugged, looking at the silent players in the room: "A match is a cognitive battle between the players and coaches of both sides. For those few minutes, our perception was suppressed by the opponent, which is why we conceded a goal. That's the reason!"
"But please believe in yourselves, we cannot possibly lose."
"Because their cognitive dominance only lasts for a few minutes, while we can dominate them for the entire match!"
As he spoke, the Leipzig coach's expression gradually turned fierce.
"We're now only one point behind Ingolstadt! Just one point!"
"Winning this game isn't a loss, it's not a draw, it's a victory!"
"With these 3 points, we'll be number one in the league after the match!"
"Wow!!!"
After Rangnick shouted, the players in the room immediately became excited.
Hao Ren and Morris were itching for a fight. After jumping up from their stools, they had a brutal collision in the center of the room.
Leipzig!
"Long live!!!"
……
The second half of the game has begun.
Just as the commentator predicted, Aaron changed their backcourt defensive players to refresh their defensive stamina.
Despite this, Leipzig's pressing remained fierce.
Morris received a long pass from Kimmich on the left flank and then made a decisive run.
"Oh!!"
"Stop him! Stop him!"
"Get him! Don't let him get past!"
The fans at the stadium were starting to get anxious.
Aaron reacted quickly, and Ayer marked Morris on the wing.
Morris wanted to team up with Anthony Jung, but the latter was also being marked.
Just when Maurice couldn't find a way to pass the ball, Leipzig's number 20 inexplicably appeared next to him.
!
Without hesitation, Morris decisively spiked the ball to Hao Ren.
"Take him, that number 20!"
Aaron's defenders quickly pressed forward to intercept.
Hao Ren raised his left hand to block the ball, and after taking the challenge, sent it into the penalty area.
This is a through ball!
Actually, there wasn't much skill involved in that pass, but Hao Ren's pass was incredibly decisive.
The defenders in Aaron's penalty area are not in position yet!
The ball was received by Sebastian, who had made a run from behind.
Just kick him!
"Goal!"
"3:1!"
"Grass!"
"This home team coach really has no idea how amazing his grandpa is!"
"Hilarious! That number 4 on the other side wants to steal the ball from Hao Ren? Do you think you can do that?!"
Just when Aaron had found his rhythm to equalize, Leipzig scored again, dominating their opponents with a 3-1 lead.
Keep yelling!
Hao Ren rushed to the bottom of the home team's stands, took off his shirt, and tried to intimidate the opposing fans with his muscles.
Suddenly realizing that he didn't actually have exaggerated abs, Hao Ren embarrassedly wiped his face and quickly put his clothes back on.
"What are you trying to show off?!"
"Shh! Trash! Trash! Keep assisting, we'll turn the tables on you!"
Faced with the mockery, Hao Ren, who had just put his clothes back on, immediately yelled, "What the hell are you calling my mother for! You idiot! I'll crush you with one hand!"
"Shh!!!"
"Beep!"
The referee ran over from a distance and showed Hao Ren a yellow card.
"You son of a bitch..."
"Eh!"
Anthony-Rong reacted quickly, covering Hao Ren's mouth with one hand.
A yellow card isn't too serious.
But you really can't eat a red card!
"No, haha, what's going on? How did I, Hao Qiuwang, get into an argument with the home team's fans?"
Wang Chao laughed as he studied the replay.
"I can't read lips either, but it goes without saying that it's definitely the home team's fans' fault, Mr. Goodman is not wrong."
Ten minutes later.
The drawbacks of Rangnick's tactics finally became apparent at this point.
Most of the Leipzig players on the field were panting heavily.
"Leipzig's transitions between attack and defense are too frequent; now it's Aaron's chance." (German)
"Yes, especially with Goodman, it's too much of a burden for a 16-year-old defensive midfielder to be doing both attacking and defending! (in German)"
"Goodman...Goodman's steal!"
"Leipzig intercepted the ball in their own half! This is a counter-attack opportunity!"
[Mission Progress: Steal (4/5)]
Hao Ren kicked the ball, which was controlled by the attacking player, to Kimmich's feet, and then quickly got up and rushed forward.
"Chicken Bro, Chicken Bro!"
After some shouting, Hao Ren got the ball back.
"Right side! Right side!"
Rangnick's voice came through.
The sharp-eyed German coach found the best passing route for Hao Ren.
Hao Ren first glanced to his right.
Indeed, Poulsen is ready.
Hao Ren only needs a well-timed low pass to get the ball to his teammate's feet.
but!
Hao Renxian's passing style is too offensive, and lateral passing is something he is not very confident about.
Hao Ren had no other choice but to turn around and send a long pass forward, witnessed by Poulsen's pitiful gaze.
[Xabi Alonso's Standard Long Pass Template (Replica)]
Proficiency: 0
"Fuck!"
Rangnick blushed immediately.
His abnormal need for control prevented players from doing things contrary to his instructions.
"Damn, I thought Hao Ren was going to cross Poulsen!"
"They just launched a long ball forward!"
"Flan!"
"Single-handed!"
"That's a one-on-one opportunity!"
Frahn intercepted Hao Ren's long pass, and at this moment, a one-on-one opportunity had been created.
Goalkeeper Bernhardt was forced to come out, but it was to no avail.
Vlaan dribbled the ball towards the penalty area...
In front of Bernhardt, Frahn took a shot.
"Goal!"
"4:1!"
"4:1!"
"Everyone stand up!"
"Leipzig has completely killed the game! Leipzig is now top of the 2. Bundesliga!"
"Mr. Goodman's hat-trick of assists ————!!!! (voice cracks)"
"Cough cough! Yue!"
"Mr. Goodman, sob! Mr. Goodman!"
……
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