Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 164 Kill Barcelona!

"Li~~ Polo!!!"

The stands of the Mestalla Stadium fell into complete boiling!
More than [-] fans of the home team collectively chanted the name of the scorer!

Lee Polo, who scored with a header, did not celebrate. He just performed a set of pull-ups on the visiting team's goal amidst the cheers of the fans!
"One two three four, two two three four, three two three four, four two three four!"

Under the watchful eyes of Pique, Bravo, Alves, and Alba, he did sixteen pull-ups in one go!
The camera lens was locked on his body, and his strong and powerful back muscles, as well as his ever-changing biceps and triceps were clearly photographed...

"Hahaha, Lee Polo's celebratory gesture is simply ingenious! It has a kind of ostentatious domineering!"

Shen Fangjian sent praises again and again, and he glanced at his partner:

"Tianning, what are you doing?"

Jia Tianning was frantically pressing on the phone:
"I am applying to PPTV, and I will be the first commentator for Valencia's game in the future!"

Shen Fangjian's fat face darkened:
"You are a guest, brother, why are you robbing me of my job!"

Jia Tianning smiled crookedly:
"Look at yourself, isn't the structure small? Li Boluo's performance today will definitely be treated as a two-person team commentator in the future!"

Shen Fangjian's face suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny:

"Tianning, from now on we will be the principal and deputy hall masters of Boluo hall!"
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[Pike, +8]

[Bravo, +10]

[Alves, +15]

[Iniesta, +4]

[Messi, +5]

[Neymar, +50]

[Enrique, +20]

……

After seeing his celebration, the cheers of the Valencia fans became louder, but on the Barcelona side, from the players to the coach, to the [-] fans who accompanied the team, they were all mad by his seemingly calm celebration. !
The hot-tempered Alves was the first to rush up, ready to stretch out his hand to grab it, but before he touched Li Polo, he saw Li Polo shake slightly, then let go of his hands, and fell towards the ground.

"Fuck???"

Seeing that something was wrong, the Barcelona defender quickly withdrew his right foot, otherwise Li Polo might step on his own foot!
"Tsk, what a pity!"

Li Poluo clicked his tongue slightly, his expression was fully seen by Alves.

The Brazilian almost punched his head off!
[Good guy, is this kid waiting for me here? 】

[If it weren't for the uncle, I would be an old Jianghu, and I would almost be abolished by you! 】

[This kid is too dark-hearted, right? 】

[Isn't it enough to get a Suarez? 】

[Negative emotions from Dani Alves, +20! 】
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"I am very satisfied with the score in the first half, and I believe the boss in the stands must be the same as me."

During the intermission, Nuno returned to the locker room as if he was ten years younger. He couldn't help but reveal to the players that the club's big boss came to watch the game today.

The players whistled one after another, and the whole locker room was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Just listen to Nuno continue to say:

"Suarez was sent off and Mascherano was injured. We have the advantage in numbers. If we choose to defend in the second half, I believe it will be difficult for any team to attack our goal. But... I don't Not satisfied with the current score, what about you?"

Captain Parejo took the lead in shouting:
"We're not satisfied either!"

"We still have to score!"

Even the goalkeeper Domenech followed blindly:

"Brother, who is going to make a penalty kick, let me kick it too?"

As the first penalty shooter, Parejo immediately looked at him with disgust:
"You want to take a penalty? Unless we lead by five goals!"

Nuno coughed and brought the topic back:
"We will not change the overall tactics in the second half, but I must remind, don't get carried away, let alone relax your defense. Especially the defense against Messi, you can't relax even for 0.1 seconds!

Although he didn't get too many chances in the first half, for such a player, if you give him one chance, he may nail you to the pillar of shame! "

Had Mustafi been present, he would have shouted:
"Don't forget my national teammate Boateng!"

"He will always remain in Messi's extraordinary highlights and be admired by future generations!"

But in fact, there is no need to remind that players all over the world will not relax an opponent like Messi.

Assistant coach Worrow specifically reminded Lee Polo:
"I'm afraid you have to pay attention to your actions, otherwise the public opinion after the game will definitely drown you!"

Li Poluo raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his lips:
"Then I won't be completely famous?"

Uro froze for a moment, then glanced at Nuno again, none of them could understand the thinking of this young player.

[What is there to be happy about with such a negative reputation? 】
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As Mascherano suffered a slight concussion, Enrique had to make substitution adjustments at halftime.

But after Barcelona's luxurious starting 11 players, they have a somewhat thin bench lineup, especially the three forwards of MSN, who have no qualified substitutes.

However, the position of central defender is relatively generous, and there are at least two players to choose from.

A man named Mark Baltra-is the background board of being overtaken by Bell outside the road.

The other is Thomas Vermaelen-the former Arsenal captain, the "high priest" who led the team to win three championships with only one appearance in a season.

The height of the two players is 183 and 184. Bartra is relatively tough and fast, but he is far less stable than the former Gunners captain.Enrique considered it for several minutes, and finally chose to let the left-footed Vermaelen serve as the left center back.

After seeing Vermaelen warming up on the sidelines, Phil Neville immediately sent a warm reminder to his players:
"Increase physical confrontation, he can't do it!"

As a Premier League opponent, Neville Jr. is very familiar with the Gunners captain!

At his peak, Vermaelen was a well-known guard with a knife in the Premier League. He was fast and explosive. Although his physical resistance was average and his height was only 183, he dared to fight and grab. He was one of the few ruthless characters in Arsenal's formation.In addition, he also likes to attack, and his long-range shot is also quite threatening.

His weaknesses are obvious:
First, after being injured intermittently for the entire season last year, his physical fitness has shown a precipitous decline, and his ability to fight has been greatly weakened.

Second, his air defense capability is relatively average.
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When Vermaelen stepped onto the field with Enrique's entrustment, he saw a player who was almost as tall as himself standing in front of him.

The number on the back...is number 4.

Nuno showed a sinister smile on the sidelines.

He turned to several assistants and said:

"He dared to let an old patient play, and I dared to let our defender with the strongest confrontation ability play as a striker!"

He pointed to the sky:

"Get rid of him with high-altitude bombing!"

Before Vermaelen started playing, he felt a wave of malice from the home team!

Li Poluo looked at his new opponent, nodded with a smile, and greeted him in English:

"I will only hit the goal with a header, you have to be careful."

The corner of Vermaelen's mouth twitched, and he looked at the other two forwards, Paco and Mina.

He wailed in his heart:
[I want to fight against them! 】

[One pair and two are fine! 】

Li Poluo laughed so happily that he almost rubbed his arms around his neck:

"Don't look, man, you're mine!"

Vermaelen couldn't help taking a step back:
【Don't come here! 】

[Negative emotions from Thomas Vermaelen, +100! 】

(End of this chapter)