Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 125 Lüdiger Wants to Become Famous by Stepping on Qin Ming! Qin Ming Almost Killed Lüdiger! A Second Success!

3 month 22 day.

Volkswagen Arena.

Player tunnel.

Lü Dig turned his head to look at Qin Ming, his eyes filled with ferocity.

It has been four months since the two last faced off.

However, their status underwent a dramatic change, with Qin Ming transforming into a rising star in the Bundesliga.

What about yourself?
Still unknown.

He's desperate for fame, almost to the point of madness.

So what's the fastest way?
That's right.

He defeated the already renowned Qin Ming, thereby attracting the attention of fans.

He can also use this as a springboard to join a better team.

He wouldn't care at all about the process.

Because he was taught from a young age that one should stop at nothing to achieve one's goals.

For him, football is not a dream, but a means of survival.

Life never gave him any gifts.

Therefore, he has no need to be kind.

He wanted to use his ruthlessness and aggressiveness to instill fear in his opponents.

Suddenly, he remembered his idols, Real Madrid's Ramos and Pepe.

"I will play for a top club someday!"

A raging fire ignited in Rüdiger's heart.

Qin Ming turned around and glanced indifferently at Lü Dige, noticing the aggressive look in the other man's eyes.

The last time Wolfsburg played Stuttgart.

Rudiger fouled him quite a few times, some of them quite hard, and he ended up with a lot of bruises on his body after the match.

Is this an attempt to repeat the same trick today?

Qin Ming rubbed his right elbow with his left hand and waved it a few times in the air.

The atmosphere in the players' tunnel suddenly became tense.

"Hey, you better watch your step today, or I'll teach you a lesson."

Gustavo, sporting an afro, said coldly.

"Ah!"

Rüdiger was not afraid at all.

How could someone who has struggled to escape the slums possibly back down because of a warning?

"Leave him."

Qin Ming said in a low voice.

First, he can use points to treat injuries, which eliminates his worries.

Secondly, he's not a blockhead; he'll fight back.

Those who want to hurt him, please come at me.

Let's see who ends up standing and who ends up lying down.

The match started on time ten minutes later.

Stuttgart immediately retreated into a defensive formation, clearly indicating their intention to play a counter-attacking style.

Now all the Bundesliga teams know that Bayern Munich and Wolfsburg are vying for the championship, so they must fight for victory in every game.

A draw or a loss is unacceptable to both teams.

This can be used to your advantage, forcing both teams to reveal some weaknesses.

That's what Stuttgart's head coach Stevens thinks.

He planned to defend aggressively for several tens of minutes first, and then look for an opportunity when Wolfsburg became anxious.

They might be able to take three points away from the Volkswagen Stadium.

Before the game, Stevens told his players to be ruthless and to show a tough attitude.

Especially when facing Qin Ming and De Bruyne, don't hesitate to foul when the opportunity arises.

Is Dieter Black Gold afraid of getting hurt by his own people?

Of course I'm scared.

During this period, he was on tenterhooks during every game, fearing that something might happen to the players.

Stevens also intends to exploit this psychology to make the Wolfsburg players feel restricted and hesitant.

"In the 21st minute of the match, Rüdiger collided with Qin Ming!"

"This is the third time he has been fouled in this game!"

"Referee Molco's ruling was rather lenient; he only warned the Stuttgart players and didn't impose any substantial punishment!"

He Wei felt a little sorry for her.

They finally produced a genius, only to have him fouled so frequently by their opponents.

Who could stand watching that?

"If the referee deems such an action not a foul..."

After his complaint to the assistant referee went unanswered, Dietrich made a gesture toward the players on the field.

What do you mean?
Go for it!

Wolfsburg is not a team that likes to profit from fouls.

But if someone bullies you, you will never swallow your anger.

"Qin, how are you?"

Rodriguez asked with concern.

"It's nothing, it's all physical contact, I took precautions beforehand."

After Qin Ming finished speaking, he glanced at the Stuttgart players and whispered to Rodriguez, "Don't push too far forward later, or they might steal the ball from me, and I'll need you to cover for me then."

"it is good!"

As Rodriguez listened to Qin Ming's calm tone, he suddenly felt that Qin Ming had no good intentions.

not far away.

"Kid, don't do those things in front of me, or you'll regret it."

Rüdiger struck a bullfighting pose.

"I'm waiting for you to make me regret it."

Qin Ming made a fist with his right hand, as if holding a whip, and flicked it in the air.

Rüdiger shivered, as if his DNA had been triggered. By the time he came to his senses, Qin Ming was already far away.

"Damn it!" he cursed through gritted teeth, his heart filled with rage.

The 35th minute of the game.

Stuttgart finally found a counter-attack opportunity, but Wolfsburg captain Tresch rushed towards the player instead of the ball, directly knocking Kostic to the side of the pitch and even flipping him over to the other side of the advertising boards.

Wow! Stuttgart fans in the away stands cursed wildly, while Wolfsburg fans on both sides responded verbally.

It even escalated to the point where plastic beer mugs were flying everywhere.

The entire stadium descended into chaos, with players from both teams locked in a standoff.

"It's pretty hard."

Tresch rubbed his aching shoulder and said, pretending to be nonchalant.

"You're killing someone!"

"Stuttgart's Maxim retorted angrily."

"What about you?"

Therese didn't want to argue with his opponent; he knew it was pointless.

Because the two sides have different positions.

But if Rüdiger and others dare to harm his teammates, he will retaliate in an even more ruthless way.

"Yellow card!"

Referee Morco could no longer remain indifferent; in fact, he even began to regret his decision.

It should have been controlled earlier.

Now, I'm afraid.
As he had anticipated, both sides had already lost their tempers, so even if he gave them cards, it wouldn't make a difference.

I can't calm down.

In less than 10 minutes, Wolfsburg's Gustavo and Tresch, and Stuttgart's Cere Die, Klein and Harnik received yellow cards.

The 40th minute of the game.

Qin Ming cut inside after getting past Klein, but was pulled to the ground by Rüdiger.

This time he stood up and looked at the referee, "Sir, this action must be shown a card; he affected my chances of threatening the goal!"

As he spoke, he lifted his jersey, revealing several bruises on his waist and abdomen, clearly from being pinched.

Rudiger is known for his dirty tricks on the pitch and he always likes to provoke people with his words.

The referee didn't remain unmoved; he pulled a yellow card from his pocket. "This is the last time!"

Rüdiger smiled indifferently, seemingly not caring much.

Then, he glared fiercely at Qin Ming, seemingly mocking him for only suing the referee and being no different from an elementary school student.

Qin Ming pursed his lips and ignored him.

In the following minutes, Wolfsburg exerted pressure in the attacking third, given their superior squad on paper.

The 46th minute of the game.

De Bruyne orchestrated a series of passes, tearing apart Stuttgart's midfield defense, and simultaneously passed the ball to Rodriguez.

After observing the situation, the latter passed the ball sideways to Qin Ming.

But his pass was a bit too long.

"Mine!" Rüdiger, like a raging bull, fiercely shoveled the ball off the ground with both feet off the ground.

The steel nails on the soles of his feet even faintly reflected light.

Do we need possession or safety?

He presented Qin Ming with a multiple-choice question, forcing him to make a choice in a short period of time.

The thought that I could turn a genius praised by the world into this wretched state is unbearable.

Rüdiger felt extremely pleased.

"Fuck you!"

A fierce glint flashed in Qin Ming's eyes. He completely ignored the football beside him and jumped up on the spot.

and then?
He looked down at Rüdiger beneath him, as if he could see the terror on the other's face.

Followed by.

The 30,000 fans at the scene witnessed a scene that sent chills down their spines.

Qin Ming's 76kg weight slammed down, his black SG sneakers, with a total of 12 sharp steel spikes, piercing deeply into Rüdiger's body. "Ah!"

Rüdiger felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his ribs, as if several needles were piercing his flesh.

He could only distract himself from his pain by howling.

"Hiss!" The temperature at the Volkswagen Stadium seemed to drop a few degrees; despite the bright sunshine, it sent a chill down one's spine.

Isn't this too cruel?

It's important to know that professional players' shoes are mostly SG (Sports Shoes). According to the laws of physics, the smaller the area of ​​force application, the greater the pressure.

But how large is the area at the bottom of the steel nail?

"It's a little soft."

When Qin Ming stepped on Lü Dige, this was the first thing that came to his mind.

Immediately, he fell to the ground following that force and lay there on the grass, refusing to get up.

The sound of Rüdiger's wailing in his ears gave him a sense of satisfaction.

Hmm. There's a kind of gratifying feeling that comes from venting frustration and annoyance through revenge.

handy.

As the two players rolled around on the ground, players from both sides pushed and shoved each other wildly. The referee kept blowing his whistle to stop the conflict and waved for the team doctor to come onto the field.

"Is Qin Zhen injured?"

The Maranda was just to the side and slightly behind, so I could see it fairly clearly.

"How could they not be injured after being tackled like that! It's all that Rüdiger's fault!"

Gustavo, his afro still in his hair, charged forward again.

"We must never offend Qin again!" Maranda clicked his tongue.

Normally, if they are stepped on by SG steel nails, no matter which part of their body it will bruise.

Qin Ming then crashed himself directly onto Lü Dige.

Just thinking about it hurts.

After the team doctor entered the field and examined Rudiger, he found several bruises on his ribs and several bloody scratches.

As for whether the ribs are injured, that needs to be determined by taking an X-ray.

"We can't keep playing like this."

The team doctor gave the diagnosis.

"Ok!"

The referee nodded, took out a yellow card from his pocket, showed it to Qin Ming and Lü Dig, and then took out a red card.

Each played fifty big boards.

Rüdiger's tackle was clearly not up to standard.

Qin Mingze: Even the referee wouldn't believe that he didn't do it on purpose.

"Sir, I was trying to avoid danger. I didn't have time to dodge in any direction, so I had to jump to avoid being hurt."

Qin Ming stopped lying down.

"You don't need to make excuses."

The referee was very firm.

"Ok."

Seeing this, Qin Ming had no choice but to give up. He looked down at Rüdiger and asked in a concerned tone, "Antonio, are you alright?"

Upon hearing this, Rüdiger almost fainted.

You think you can get away with this? You try it on me.

He was about to say something harsh, but Qin Ming just made a show of it and turned to leave without waiting for his reply.

"Qin! You're ruthless!"

Perisic gave a thumbs-up, a gesture of genuine admiration.

He truly deserves to be called a magician on the football field.

Not only do they play football with wildly imaginative moves, but they can also pull off such stunts.

There is literally no one left.

"I guarantee that no one will dare to treat you like that again."

Gustavo also remarked with emotion.

"I am the Bundesliga's Iron Elbow King!"

Qin Ming made an elbow strike motion and grinned as he laughed.

Very satisfying.

He had long been unhappy with Rudiger, and it was one thing for him to constantly use dirty tricks, but many defensive players have similar habits.

But why is there always a malicious defense?

Do you find pleasure in hurting others, or do you think that even if something goes wrong, you'll only be suspended for a few games at most?

But you should know that this could ruin someone else's career.

Therefore, Qin Ming felt that no matter how one treated someone like Lü Dig, it was not excessive.

"Qin, don't feel pressured. He deserves it all."

Captain Tresch was also worried that Qin Ming would overthink things.

"rest assured!"

Qin Ming watched as Rudiger was carried off the field on a stretcher, "We need to step up our game in the second half! We absolutely cannot be forced to a draw at home! We need to win!"

"come on! Come on!"

Maranda joined in the shouting.

"The second half has been underway for 10 minutes!"

"Rüdiger's sending off has had a significant impact on Stuttgart, and coupled with the referee's conscious control of the game, Wolfsburg has created numerous threatening attacks!"

Let's see if there's a chance this time!

On the field, Qin Ming received a pass on the wing and felt the pressure decrease significantly.

It seems that his footing on Rüdiger has made his opponents a little wary!
He naturally wouldn't hold back and accelerated his movement towards his ribs.

"Kevin sets up the ball!"

Qin Ming passed the ball to De Bruyne, then changed direction and made a run into the penalty area.

*Thud!* De Bruyne heard the sound and made a through pass.

At the same time, Dost moved a few steps to the side, blocking Baumgartl.

"Pretty!"

Qin Ming smoothly passed by from the side, carrying Klein to a sudden stop.

Snap! The sudden stop and subsequent restart caught the Austrian full-back off guard.

We've reached the vicinity of the baseline.

Qin Ming looked up at the distance, pretending to say "no look, pass!"

In reality, it was a skillful push shot.

Ulreich instinctively fell to the ground, but he fell a little too slowly, exposing his groin area.

Bang! The soccer ball went through his legs and into the goal.

1-0! ! !

After nearly 60 minutes of deadlock, Qin Ming finally broke the deadlock in the match.

The cheers of the Wolfsburg fans instantly filled the entire stadium.

They've been dragged out of the game until now by relegation-threatened teams like Stuttgart using tactics like parking the bus, dirty tricks, and malicious fouls.

They had been holding back their anger for a long time.

Now, your toughest player has been taken off the field by us, and your prized bus has been kicked to pieces by us.

"Damn bastard, get to the relegation zone!"

"Three Bundesliga titles were in the past; now the Bundesliga is our era!"

"Wofi, devour that wretched, big-mouthed crocodile Fritz!"

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Wolfsburg fans tossed green crocodile plush toys they had prepared into the air and passed them around.

"Vamos!!!"

After scoring, Qin Ming ran to the corner flag and punched the ball, but missed.

When he saw the green crocodile doll, he suddenly thought of the Chinese Super League team Beijing Guoan and that famous GIF.

He initially wanted the fans to throw the plush toys down, but then realized that such behavior was inappropriate.

He will most likely be banned by the Bundesliga organizing committee.

Forget it.

"Qin! Let's see if they're still so arrogant. They think they can take a point from our home ground? Not even Bayern Munich can!"

Maranda shouted excitedly.

"How was my pick-and-roll just now? Did it feel like an NBA player's play?"

Doster also shamelessly took credit.

"Haha! I feel like you should be on the list of the NBA's top 100 players!"

Qin Ming made a joke.

The Wolfsburg players walked back to their half of the field, chatting and laughing.

On the other side, the Stuttgart players were in a bad mood, having barely managed to hold on until now.

In the end, they still couldn't hold on.

This directly led to their morale dropping and their defensive intensity decreasing.

The 72th minute of the game.

Wolfsburg advanced into the heart of Stuttgart's defense, where De Bruyne's precise through ball pierced through the opponent's chaotic backline.

Dost received the ball, turned, and shot, changing the score once again.

"2-0!"

"Sometimes a collapse happens in an instant, and that seems to be the case with Stuttgart!"

"Their defense feels like a completely different team compared to the early stages of the game. By the way, if they lose this game, they will be overtaken by Hertha Berlin and drop to 16th place in the Bundesliga standings, which is the relegation zone!"

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"In the 86th minute of the match, Qin Ming was tripped by Baumgartl in the penalty area, and the referee awarded a penalty!"

"Qin Ming will punish himself!"

"Run-up, shot! A determined shot to the left, Ulreich makes the save!"

"Fire on the rebound!"

"Beautiful! Qin Ming stepped up immediately and scored on the rebound!"

"He scored twice in this match!"

(End of this chapter)