Chapter 288: Showing Off One's Power

A bucket of cold water poured over my head.

Trident, the super galactic battleship.

Who could have thought that in the first half, when they took the initiative and pressed the attack of Atletico Madrid, it was Real Madrid who lost the ball first.

This made countless Real Madrid fans' chessboards empty.

"What trident? 1+1+1 is less than 3."

"Is Wang Pei no longer magical? If I hadn't seen a guy wearing a white shirt with the number 10, I would have forgotten that there was such a player."

"Qi Xuanzong's scoundrel nature was exposed."

"I guess Frentino in the stands is going to jump off the building and vomit blood. It cost such a large sum of money, and the three strongest people in the world were all gathered here, but they played like this. It's really laughable."

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Various hotline networks were filled with sarcasm and ridicule for Real Madrid, and even some Real Madrid fans couldn't help but swear.

The huge expense has whetted everyone's appetite, but the situation, the score, and the rivals in the same city, to be honest, in this half, Real Madrid did not see the scene and dominance that the Galaxy Battleship should have.

Instead, it was still the old problem, the defense line was a big leak.

In the locker room.

"What? You are the one with the most pressure? Look at the Internet, it seems that I am the one who is scolded the most, and it seems that you have suffered a lot of injustice."

This is Zidane's first game in Real Madrid's third visit. Looking at the players' dejected appearance, touching his slippery, bald head, the Frenchman actually laughed while talking.

This laugh is not a big deal, other players also began to grin and laugh.

The atmosphere is a little different, and the solemn atmosphere is broken by this laugh.

"Ahem" Seeing that the players' mentality is a little relaxed, Zidane picked up the tactical board to point out and instruct on some details of the tactics.

Wang Po, who was sitting in the locker room, secretly gave Zidane a thumbs up. He knew that Zidane was a great figure not only as a player but also as a coach. Otherwise, he would not have won the Champions League three times in a row. Do you think it was really based on luck? What a joke.

"Don't worry, it's the first game, just treat it as a training game. I didn't play well, did you see?" Zidane patted his chest and said, "Those people on the Internet scold me, not you, what's the pressure."

"Oh, by the way, review tips, if you don't know how to kick the ball, then hand the ball safely to our No. 10, there will be no problem." As if remembering something, Zidane put his arm around Wang Po's shoulders and added.

Suddenly, Wang Po and Zidane smiled at each other. They were really drunk with this French head coach.

"Fight, Real Madrid."

Unlike before the appearance, this time, it was Wang Po who shouted this slogan, and the players gathered together, shouting together and cheering.

"Beep"

The second half of the game began.

Aggression, fighting spirit.

Real Madrid in the second half seemed to have woken up, and was in a completely different state from the first half. Every confrontation was more fierce, and every pass was more targeted and clear.

It came, it came, and there was no need to wait too long. Real Madrid's first goal of the new season finally arrived 4 minutes after the start of the second half.

Full-back Leon made a cross from the bottom, and Haaland could not find a chance to shoot under the double-teaming of Atletico Madrid defenders Correa and Kondogbia. He could only settle for the second best and ferry the ball to the second point outside the penalty area.

Already ready.

No one noticed that Wang Po, who partnered with Camavinga as a defensive midfielder, actually appeared in this place.

Danger.

When Simeone saw that the second point ball fell to Wang Po, he was dumbfounded and his heart "beat".

He realized what would happen next.

Yes, that's right.

He had entered Wang Po's shooting range, and without waiting for the ball to land, he aimed, volleyed, and the ball went in.

With a quick sound of breaking through the air, the ball penetrated Oblak's ten fingers.

1 to 1.

Wang Po scored the first goal of the season for Real Madrid with his signature shot.

Although the score and the scene of the game so far have made Real Madrid fans dissatisfied, Wang Po's super wonderful goal still attracted countless Real Madrid fans to shout and cheer.

Thunderous applause.

The counterattack was launched.

For Real Madrid, this is just the beginning. Now is the time for the real super galactic battleship.

Show time.

In the 67th minute of the game, Mbappe accelerated straight from the wing to get rid of the defense and passed the inverted triangle to Wang Po who was inserted in the back row.

Come again?

The defensive players of Atletico Madrid, who had the experience of losing the ball, did not dare to neglect it. Almost at the same time, three players went to block Wang Po's shooting angle.

Assuming a real pass, Wang Po's toes poked someone slightly, and then passed the ball to Haaland who was ambushed in the penalty area.

The big devil is coming.

The unreasonable body directly bounced Kondogbia away, and the posture was quite similar to the feeling of Drogba crushing Senderos in the past. He swung his left foot and shot.

Pressing the small penalty area line, Haaland's strength, wow.

Oblak's reaction speed was also fast, his fingers touched it, but this shot was a bullet.

The ball went in, and Oblak also poked his own finger, screaming continuously, and it took a long time to recover.

2 to 1.

Real Madrid has overtaken.

Do you think it's over?

Of the super trident, only veteran Mbappe has not scored. How can this be?

In the following time, Wang Po alone took on a lot of Real Madrid's midfield, completely controlled the ball, and directly broke through the defense of Atletico Madrid who was pressing forward with a straight pass of more than 60 meters.

The French runner was not polite at all. He accelerated forward, passed the attacking goalkeeper Oblak, and scored an empty goal.

3 to 1.

The game came to the 79th minute, and Atletico Madrid completely lost hope of winning.

The head coach Simeone on the sidelines had a blank mind, gave up the passionate command, sat on the bench with a gloomy face, and watched it all quietly.

The core gave up, and Atletico Madrid lost its fighting spirit.

How to play this? Can you defend Mbappe? Can you stand up to the big devil Haaland? Wang Po, the strongest in the world, wants to defend him? Please, don't dream.

It's impossible, it's impossible.

Killer, Wang Po is a pure killer.

Even though the game has no suspense, even though Atletico Madrid has basically let this game go.

However, Wang Po is still trying his best. When the game entered the injury time, he pretended to dribble a super realistic fake move, fooling the goalkeeper and the photographer. Then he rushed into the small penalty area in a straight line in a small range, bypassed Kondogbia with the outside of his foot, and pushed the ball through Oblak's small door and the ball went in.

4 to 1.

The Bernabeu Stadium tonight is wonderful.