The Legendary Chairman Novel - Chapter 029
029 Beat Oxford Union to a Pulp
Ribery immediately turned around and rushed to the side of the field, rushing towards Zhong Cheng.
It was when he was at his worst that he reached out and pulled himself.
It was he who brought himself to England without the ball and joined the famous Leeds United.
It was he who allowed his professional football dream to continue.
The man in front of him made him.
Ribery’s heart was filled with gratitude. In his heart, Zhong Cheng was as sacred as God.
Ribery rushed over like a gust of wind, opened his arms and hugged Zhong Cheng tightly. He was so excited that he kept whispering in Zhong Cheng’s ear, “Boss, I scored! Boss, thank you, thank you!”
Zhong Cheng hugged Ribery excitedly as he patted Ribery’s back and said, “I know you can do it, Frank! Your future is far beyond that. Oxford United can’t stop you. Your stage should be in the Champions League and the Premier League!”
Ribery was slightly shocked, and then his gratitude grew even more intense. His heart was filled with the excitement of dying as a confidante.
Zhong Cheng continued, “Frank, go and shatter all doubts and slap those who look down on us!”
Ribery’s eyes glittered with divine light as he stared at Zhong Cheng and firmly nodded.
At this moment, Huntelaar, Russ Diarra, Sania, Zimbonda and the others rushed over, surrounding Zhong Cheng and Ribery and celebrating excitedly.
–Division Line–
In the media section of the stands, Bradley Wilson was stunned. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he stared at Ribery! Is this really an amateur player? When did amateur players become so powerful?
Bradley Wilson was so shocked that he stared blankly at the Leeds United who were celebrating wildly on the sidelines.
Impossible! That lunatic can’t discover such a powerful player! Absolutely impossible!
No, no, no. That scar brat isn’t that powerful. It’s luck. Absolute luck.
Yes, yes, yes, it must be like this!
Only then did Bradley Wilson calm down, but his eyes were much darker as he looked at Zhong Cheng.
A madman with a group of amateur league child soldiers, what am I afraid of?
Bradley Wilson pondered for a moment before revealing a sneer of contempt. Madman Loria, I don’t believe your luck has always been so good!
Besides, Oxford United are from the fourth division. Even if Leeds United win, what does that mean?
Bradley Wilson’s expression rose again, and he coldly looked at Zhong Cheng with contempt.
Gerald Krasner, who was also in the stands, was shocked and then calmed down. It was just an accident. Could it be that your madman Roja still wants to use the accident to get to the end?
What a joke, crazy Roja, you’re going to die today!
Leeds United fans were stunned. They saw their team score, but he was extremely embarrassed. He didn’t know whether to cheer or continue to attack Zhong Cheng, the amateur players that Zhong Cheng had brought with him.
However, it was the amateur player they despised the most who scored the goal. It was simply too embarrassing.
Leeds United fans are embarrassed.
David Legwood rushed to the edge of the field and bellowed, “What are you Tamar doing? You’re going to let an amateur league brat score a goal, aren’t you embarrassed? Do you Tamar still want to kick? Get lost if you don’t want to!”
–Division Line–
Zhong Cheng ignored David Leggwood’s roar and immediately said to his players, “Today is the first game. It is understandable that you are a little nervous.” However, Frank’s ball has already explained everything. The opponent is a group of players with rough technical machines and a lack of tactical awareness. You are all players that I carefully selected. You are much stronger than them. All of you, cheer up and slap them fiercely to let them know that we, Leeds United, are not easy to provoke. “Let them know that although you are from the amateur league, you are all Hidden Dragons. Do you know?”
The Leeds United players all raised their heads and nodded excitedly with divine light in their eyes.
Zhong Cheng nodded his head in satisfaction and said, “Alright, let’s go back. Let’s go back and kick the Oxford Union’s butt!”
“Kick his ass!” The Leeds United players ran back to the field with a ruckus.
Zhong Cheng suddenly roared at the field, “Pay attention, pay attention to the pressure and intensity, all daddy, be tough, let them no longer find our goal, I not only want to win, but also win!”
The Leeds players all turned their heads and nodded firmly at Zhong Cheng.
Not far away, when David Leggwood heard this, he immediately turned his head and stared at Zhong Cheng with wide eyes, as if he had seen an enemy who had killed his father. He roared in his heart, “Ignorant child, you are too arrogant! This daddy will definitely let you fall today!”
David Leggwood immediately walked to the side of the field and gestured for the team to press forward, intensify their attack, and stop Leeds United from coming to this daddy!
–Division Line–
When the game resumed, the Leeds players were obviously much more active and excited than before. Faced with the fierce fouls of the Oxford players, the Leeds players immediately used their passing and catching balls to defuse the crisis at the same pace as the whole team.
The players of Oxford United were getting tired and uncomfortable. Gradually, they found that their chances of getting the ball were very low. Even when they got the ball, it was very difficult for them to do anything. The defense of these players of Leeds United was really too ferocious and oppressive. They didn’t even have the time to take the ball and deal with it.
Moreover, Leeds United’s integrity was extremely strong. It was not the pressure of one or two people, but the pressure of neatness. It was like a mountain pressing down on them, making them unable to breathe.
Oxford United could only blindly open their backcourt and use their traditional English style of play to threaten Leeds United’s goal.
However, Mark Bowley in the front court was completely restrained. The bald black Frenchman at Leeds United had suppressed Mark Bowley tightly and had no temper at all.
On the stands, Bradley Wilson, Gerald Krasna, and the others were headless. They saw the awkwardness and dilemma of Oxford United, and their hearts tightened. They immediately had an ominous premonition.
David Leggwood was stomped on as if his foot was hurting. He was furious on the sidelines, roaring and commanding wildly. However, the effect was not ideal.
On the sidelines, Zhong Cheng crossed his chest with both hands and was confident.
–Division Line–
Suddenly, Leeds United backcourt Modric sent out a half-high kick. Huntelaar used his body to support centre-back Rio Roger behind him. He straightened his chest and stopped the football. Without waiting for the football to land, he knocked it into the restricted area with his heel.
Ribery stabbed out of his ribs like lightning, piercing through Oxford United’s defensive line like a sharp knife.
The clumsiness of Oxford United’s tall centre-back Jonathan Ashton has been exposed.
Ribery stuck in, crossed the Oxford United defense, caught up to the football in the restricted area, kept the ball, directly swung his leg and shot, the football whistled like lightning, only through the nest, 2: 1!
On the stands, Bradley Wilson and Gerald Krasner’s faces were filled with horror, as if they had lost their mothers. Who exactly was this damned scarred face? How could it be so powerful?
The Leeds United fans in the stands were also in a daze as they stared at everything in front of them with their eyes wide open.
Zhong Cheng applauded on the pitch, giving his players more encouragement.
Leeds United players who had put down their burden of thought were completely free. Their performance on the pitch was more comfortable and they firmly controlled the initiative of the game. Only then did Leeds United show the level that a Champions League team should have.
At this moment, Oxford United was completely slaughtered. Even David Leggwood jumped up and down on the sidelines and shouted and shouted, but it was useless because the difference in strength was too great.
Five minutes later, Leeds United made a comeback. Ribery squeezed into the middle without a ball. Oxford United players knew how powerful Ribery was and had to go back to the middle to defend against Ribery.
Chimbonda, who was on the side, saw the opportunity and instantly plunged into the heart of the Oxford Union line. Central defender Jean-Claude Boumsong sent the ball to Chimbonda’s feet with a direct kick from the flank.
The Oxford United full-back found it too late for a crisis, and Zimbonda stopped the ball on the wing to pass a brilliant pass that flew over the head of Jonathan Ashton, who jumped high into the air, to the centre.
Huntelaar, who was in the middle, crushed Leo Rogge, heading in and Leeds United 3-0.
Zhong Cheng stood on the sidelines with his fists, and Bradley Wales and Gerald Krasner lost their minds, their faces full of constipation.
After the first half of the match, the Ellen Road Stadium was dead silent.
Just as the second half of the game began, Modric grabbed the ball from the middle of the backcourt and passed it forward one after another, arriving at the front of the opponents’ restricted area. Oxford United’s David Woodsley pushed forward and a fierce sliding shovel rushed towards Modric.
Modric, like a little flea, shifted his direction gently, avoiding David Woodsley’s shovel. Without giving him a second chance at the waist, he shook his ankle and passed the football to the right.
Milner caught the ball from the right and immediately drove it down, attracting Oxford United players to defend, leaving a vacuum in the front of the area.
Milner pretended to be Huntelaar, who was looking for the middle of the line, and suddenly sent a backward triangle to Modric, who was at the front of the restricted area.
Modric saw that the football had already been arched, and the ball came running. With a bang, Modric swung the football fiercely, and the football was like a turtle’s Qigong wave rushing towards the Oxford United goal.
The Oxford United goalkeeper grabbed the air with only one hand and the football flew straight into the upper right corner of the goal, causing the scene to tremble.
Modric’s kick was so visually shocking that everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
On the grandstand, Bradley Wilson and the others’ faces became extremely ugly, and their entire bodies trembled with anger.
The Leeds United fans in the stands were stunned to see all of this. Why was the script wrong? How could this group of amateur players Madman Loria hire be so powerful? Could it be that we have wrongly blamed Madman Loria?
No, absolutely not. This is definitely luck, Madman Loria’s luck. This was definitely because Oxford United were too weak. This competition was simply not convincing at all!
On the sidelines, Zhong Cheng was shouting crazily, “Don’t stop. Continue attacking, beat Oxford United to a pulp for me!”
Hearing Zhong Cheng’s words, David Leggwood was even angrier than before. A pair of fiery eyes stared at Zhong Cheng, wishing that he could instantly burn Zhong Cheng to ashes.
The Leeds United players were holding back too much anger. How could they give up attacking at this time?
Just as Coach Zhong Cheng said, we need to stop Oxford United and slap everyone who doubts, mocks and humiliates them!
