Just as the China Team's medic was anxiously and orderly entering the field to treat Zhang Yuning's injury, Lin Feng suddenly felt a strong emotional surge within him.
It was as if an invisible voice in his mind was reminding him that his 'rage value' had exceeded some unknown threshold.
At the same time, a strange power began to stir subtly within his body, as if some mysterious energy was being awakened.
Lin Feng's heart rate instantly accelerated, and his vision became exceptionally sharp, as if he could penetrate all illusions.
He felt his body changing; every cell was filled with power, and his muscles became tighter and more powerful.
His consciousness also became clearer, as if he could perceive every detail on the field.
This was a sign that the 'rage value' system was being reactivated, and a complete Nesta template was about to be applied to him.
Lin Feng felt his speed, strength, and reaction capabilities all improving at an astonishing rate.
His movements became swifter and more precise; every run, every pass was full of threat.
He felt an unprecedented strengthening of himself, as if he had transformed into an invincible warrior.
His heart was filled with a desire for victory and disdain for his opponents; he wanted to prove with his strength that the China Team was unbeatable.
Just as Lin Feng was feeling the power brought by the 'rage value' system, the Qatar Team seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack.
They had clearly caught the China Team in the gap while treating Zhang Yuning's injury, and they quickly and cunningly launched their offensive.
The Qatar Team's forward, Souness, received a long pass from his teammate and unhesitatingly dribbled the ball towards the China Team's penalty area.
At this moment, the China Team's defense had not yet fully settled, and the players were still busy setting up their defense.
Seeing this, Souness's eyes flashed with a cunning gleam; he accelerated, preparing to exploit this gap to create trouble for the China Team.
At this critical moment, the China Team faced immense pressure.
Only Lin Feng was defending Souness, which was undoubtedly a golden attacking opportunity for the Qatar Team.
Souness's eyes sparkled with a desire for victory; he knew that if he could get past Lin Feng, he would have a one-on-one chance to score.
Souness quickly adjusted his breathing, preparing to launch his final sprint.
He pushed off the ground with force, his body shooting towards Lin Feng like an arrow released from a bow.
Lin Feng, however, stood as firm as a mountain, his gaze sharp, intently watching Souness's every move.
At this moment, Lin Feng's heart was filled with endless fury.
He played football for honor and victory, but the opponent's violent behavior was intolerable to him.
Especially seeing his compatriot Zhang Yuning fall to the ground in pain due to injury, his anger reached its peak.
The one-on-one duel between Lin Feng and Souness not only became the focus of the field but also tugged at the hearts of all spectators and fans.
They closely watched every move on the field, hoping that Lin Feng could step up for the team and avenge Zhang Yuning.
Souness constantly changed his pace and rhythm at the edge of the penalty area, performing various feints, attempting to confuse Lin Feng.
His eyes revealed cunning and confidence, as if he had already envisioned himself breaking past Lin Feng and going one-on-one.
However, Lin Feng stood firm like a towering mountain, unmoving.
He kept his eyes fixed on Souness's eyes, constantly adjusting the distance and angle between them.
His feet seemed to have magnetic force, firmly gripping the ground, ready to react at any moment.
When Souness once again tried to use a feint to get past him, Lin Feng suddenly made his move.
His movement was as fast as lightning, his tackle precise and powerful.
Before Souness could react, Lin Feng had already successfully stolen the ball from his feet.
At this moment, the entire stadium seemed to fall silent.
Players from both sides watched this scene in shock, their eyes filled with disbelief and admiration.
Lin Feng's defense was an art; both his choice of defensive position and the timing of his tackle demonstrated his excellent football intelligence and reaction ability.
His successful tackle not only allowed the China Team to regain possession but also reversed the game's situation once again.
The Qatar Team, which had been on the offensive, instantly fell into a passive state, while the China Team's players who had not yet returned to defense instantly became counterattack points.
They quickly adjusted their positions, preparing to launch a counterattack.
Lin Feng, meanwhile, charged towards the opponent's defense with the ball, his eyes flashing with fury and determination; he wanted to avenge Zhang Yuning and win victory for the China Team.
The sharp light in Lin Feng's eyes seemed to penetrate all obstacles; his gaze, like a laser, precisely and firmly locked onto Wu Lei in the open space of the distant Qatar defense.
His heartbeat perfectly synchronized with the rhythm of the football at his feet; every touch of the ball was filled with power and confidence.
At this moment, the entire stadium seemed to fall into stillness, with only Lin Feng and the football dancing.
He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing rhythm, then suddenly lifted his foot and kicked the ball.
This pass, like a bolt of lightning streaking across the sky, instantly cut through the gaps in the Qatar Team's defenders and went straight to Wu Lei.
The ball traced a perfect arc in the air; its trajectory seemed to have been meticulously calculated, perfectly avoiding all obstacles, accurately finding Wu Lei.
At this time, Wu Lei, relying on his excellent off-the-ball movement awareness, had cleverly bypassed the opponent's marking and appeared in the optimal position where the ball was about to land.
He kept his eyes fixed on the ball, waiting for the best moment to touch it.
When the ball flew to him, he accurately extended his foot and firmly controlled the ball.
He felt the power transmitted from the ball and also felt Lin Feng's trust and anticipation.
Wu Lei did not waste this opportunity; he quickly turned and, relying on his excellent speed and skill, rushed towards the opponent's goal.
His figure on the field was like a flash of lightning, instantly penetrating the Qatar Team's defense.
Every touch of the ball was full of threat, making the opposing players feel helpless.
At this moment, the entire stadium erupted.
The spectators stood up and cheered, their voices deafening, as if they wanted to overturn the entire stadium.
They cheered for Lin Feng's precise pass and applauded Wu Lei's excellent performance.
Their emotions were ignited, as if they were also drawn into this exciting match.
It's worth noting that off-the-ball movement has always been Wu Lei's forte, otherwise he wouldn't have later outperformed many big-name foreign players to win the Chinese Super League Golden Boot award.
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