Chapter 188: Legend of 5 crowns !

Chapter 188: Legend of 5 crowns !

The high-speed flying ball seemed to slow down countless times, and the fans of both AC Milan and Inter Milan at the Meazza Stadium held their breath, staring without blinking at this shot.

The ball passed the goalkeeper! Is it going in at this angle? It looks like it's heading towards the post!

With a bang, the ball struck the post, as if knocking on the hearts of all the fans. But in the next moment, it rebounded horizontally across the entire goal, and by the time it reached the other side, it had already entered the net!

"Goooooal!! The ball crossed the goal line!! Inter Milan scores!"

"A fantastic fast counterattack, a fantastic shot! Wang Feng scores again for Inter Milan!"

"With just over ten minutes left in the game, Inter Milan leads AC Milan 3-1 on aggregate. I think the outcome is already certain. Inter Milan will create new history!"

After taking the shot at high speed, Wang Feng lost his balance after kicking the ball and fell heavily forward, but he ignored the pain in his body and immediately looked up to check the situation.

Just now, he didn't have much confidence! Fortunately, the ball hit the post on the inside, allowing for a horizontal deflection. If it had hit a bit further outward, it would have bounced out directly.

Wang Feng quickly got up, rushed to the sidelines, and gestured to the Inter Milan fans. His knees were scraped and bleeding from the fall.

He didn't mind, deliberately lifted his leg to show his wound, as if showing off a medal, then raised his fist and waved, instantly igniting the passion of all the fans. pions! Wang Feng!" The fans shouted at the top of their lungs, giving the Inter Milan ace the highest praise!

He then thanked the club's management, Chairman Moratti for their support, and finally mentioned Wang Feng specifically. "He is a magical player, and I am happy to coach him."

Then he handed the microphone to captain Zanetti, and the stadium erupted into enthusiastic applause. But Wang Feng sensed something amiss. There was nothing wrong with Cooper's speech per se, but he failed to mention any outlook for the next season.

Generally, coaches would offer some thoughts on the next season's performance, which would excite the fans and motivate the players. But Cooper didn't say a word about it.

Unless he's already thinking about leaving! Wang Feng was shocked by his own thoughts. Now is the peak of Inter Milan's success. Would Cooper really choose to retire at this time?

Just as Wang Feng was guessing wildly, Zanetti passed him the microphone. Wang Feng steadied himself. Regardless of any changes in the club's arrangements, his task was only one: to play well in every game.

As he took the microphone and stepped forward, the stadium erupted into thunderous applause and cheers, with countless fans shouting his name, and the atmosphere reached its peak.

Wang Feng smiled and thanked all the fans, thanked the coaching staff for their trust, and thanked his teammates for their support. It was crucial for him to have such support to perform well.

"This is not the end, but a beginning. Next year, we will return here to continue celebrating and cheering."

His powerful words thrilled all the fans, and they firmly believed that Wang Feng could lead Inter Milan to glory once again.

"He is truly a perfect player!" Bombardini exclaimed. "Not only does he play well, but he's also very popular among the fans, and his commercial value is very high. We haven't tapped into him enough."

Moratti nodded. "Yes, he's such a rare player. What's more important is that he's still very young and not prone to injury. Just these two qualities alone make all clubs covet him."

"On the night of winning the Champions League, many teams contacted us immediately to make offers for Wang Feng," Bombardini said. "Among them, the most fervent is undoubtedly Barcelona. It seems Wang Feng left a deep impression on them."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of eight with his hand, then sighed. "This number is even higher than Zidane's!"

Moratti sneered. "Let them dream. As long as Wang Feng doesn't want to leave, no amount of money can take him away!"