Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 192 The ground is too cold!
"No surprises, Nuno Santo chose the tactic of all-hands defense in the second half, they piled up 20 players in the 9-meter area, hahaha..."

The Spanish commentator Valdano looked at Barcelona, ​​who had been unable to attack for a long time, and let out a gloating laugh:

"Enrique seems to have a headache!"

Rivaldo frowned, carefully observing the situation on both sides, and finally had to shake his head:
"Valencia's two lines of defense are compressed too densely. If you want to tear the gap, you can only hope for a flash of inspiration from the Barcelona players..."

Before I finished talking here, Neymar had a flash of inspiration on the left side of the penalty area!
He pulled the ball wave after wave with his left foot, and made a very wonderful "ox tail"!
Cancelo was as unresponsive as a wooden stake in front of the action of the King of Brazil, but Neymar had a slightly better grasp of the strength, and the football was thrown directly out of the bottom line by him...

Seeing that he was about to break into the hinterland of the penalty area, but such a mistake occurred, Neymar couldn't help covering his eyes.

[Shame, this little trick is not done well! 】

The reorganized Neymar made a comeback after 1 minute. This time he chose to use his traditional skills and used his heel to hit "Rainbow Extraordinary", picking the ball directly over Cancelo's head!
This time Cancelo finally stopped being unresponsive, and directly elbowed Neymar's neck, and the Neymar king who was about to pass the ball immediately hugged his neck and rolled all over the floor!

Referee Laos hesitated for half a second before finally showing Cancelo a yellow card amid booing at the Camp Nou before awarding Barcelona a free kick from the edge of the box.

Looking at Neymar, who was immediately upright and lively, Li Polo couldn't help but shook his head:

[This Cancelo, why is he so childish? 】

[Your yellow card didn't play any role in killing anyone! 】

[Anyway, I decided to foul and get a card, why not just kick his legs and step on his feet? 】
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The free kick kicked by Messi pursued too much speed, but lost its precision. This shot did not hit the goal frame at all, and directly hit the billboard behind the goal.

The Barcelona players were still expressing regret, but Domenech kicked the ball towards the home team's half with a big kick!

Feguli, who had been waiting for the opportunity, turned into a white light in an instant and went straight to the landing point of the football. Unfortunately, Alba's speed was not slow at all. The ball goes out.

"Hey!"

Shen Fangjian deeply regrets:
"If Figuri's speed can be a little faster, he can directly form a one-handed opportunity!"

Jia Tianning is also very sorry:
"If Mustafi hadn't received a red card, Li Polo could serve as a fulcrum in the frontcourt. He would not be blocked by Alba so easily..."

——This is an embarrassment.Even if Li Polo can really appear at the front end of the counterattack, his speed is still slightly inferior to that of the "No. [-] Scud in La Liga" Figuri. Alba, who occupies the positional advantage, may not need physical confrontation to grab the landing point and finish. Relief!

What's more, Li Polo, who is speeding at high speed, even if he arrives at the passing point before Alba, but with his catching skills, it is very likely that he will stop the ball three meters away, and then be easily resolved by the goalkeeper...

Moreover, stopping the ball three meters away at full speed is still a very conservative prediction!
But Li Polo didn't think about it at all, he was having a "warm and friendly" conversation with Messi:

"Direct free kick, is this something you can kick? You can't! You're not Ronaldo!"

Probably because he heard the man's name, the king of Barcelona, ​​who had never had any negative emotions, finally opened his eyes:
[Negative emotions from Leo Messi, +20! 】

Li Poluo curled his lips in disdain:

"You are too far from Ronaldo!"

[Leo Messi, +66! 】
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The most difficult tactic to overcome is always to hide and defend.

Even the Dream Team, Galaxy Battleship, and Bayern Chariots at their peak would feel a headache in front of the bus, not to mention that Barcelona is still a little far away from its peak.

After all, Iniesta is old, and Turan is obviously not as good as Xavi at his peak. As for the defense, Mathieu and Vidal are even less likely to compete with Puyol, Abidal, Alves and other older generations. on a par.

Their control ability has declined, but the MSN trident in the front line is sharper than any offensive combination at any time.It's just that facing the completely shrinking bat army, this "the strongest trident in history" also encountered difficulties.

Messi flickered around in a small area, and was surrounded by Parejo, Fuego, and DePaul in turn, and even almost killed him.

In the 65th minute, Suarez vainly tried to pass through the crotch and humiliate Li Polo by the way, but was accurately spotted by Varen 4 and had to return without success.

The anxious Neymar was even more simple and rude. In the 67th minute, he took the ball into the penalty area, leaned against Cancelo's body, and then rolled all over the floor with his knees in his arms!

This time, even the Camp Nou fans couldn't stand it anymore, and the whole stadium was a little quiet for a while, only the boos of the Valencia fans could be heard.

"Flip!"

"This is a flop on a horse!"

The referee Laos, as the golden whistle strongly supported by the Spanish Football Association, is not completely lacking in level. He hooked Neymar and threw a yellow card:
"It's too cold on the ground, get up quickly!"
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In the 71st minute, Valencia took the lead in making substitution adjustments.Veteran Fuego, who defended Messi diligently for most of the game, was replaced by the head coach for a rest, and Tropi, the team's youth training, went into battle.

The reason why Gomez was not arranged is because Tropi is better at defending and intercepting, and now Valencia obviously does not need to add another offensive player.

In the 72nd minute, taking advantage of the fact that the visiting team had just changed players and there was no seamless connection between the defensive lines, Turan suddenly sent a kick straight to the right side of the penalty area. Suarez chased after him, and Li Polo stretched his foot before he caught the ball. The Uruguayan had no hope of catching up with football, so he simply paid tribute to his teammate Neymar, as if his lumbar spine was broken by a hammer, he fell straight into the penalty area!
Li Poluo wasn't too panicked, he simply sat cross-legged beside Su Ya, and patted his face:

"Do you really think the referee and the lines referee are fools?"

"If Messi had fallen, they might have thought about it."

"But you don't want to think about how famous your reputation is now!"

Suarez rolled his eyes, stood up abruptly from the ground, and with the help of inertia, his whole forehead slammed towards Li Polo...

Originally, he just wanted to scare Li Polo, but he didn't expect that Li Polo was more ruthless than him. He just took this headbutt, and then he took three steps back as if hit by a shell, and then fell down. Fall down!
Laos, who didn't want to care about Suarez's fall, had to come forward now.

"drop!"

As soon as the whistle sounded, Suarez almost peed out!
"I did not do it on purpose!"

He immediately confessed, and impatiently explained to the referee:

"I didn't dive just now, I just wanted to get up the first time, I'm afraid of misunderstanding you! Really, I don't want to hit him at all! This is really a misunderstanding, please please! Don't send me down! Don't! "

He can't get any more red cards!

Seeing him speak so badly, Li Poluo was almost moved by him, and almost couldn't help interceding for the other party.

However, after touching his chin that was flushed from the bump, Li Polo still gave up on the benevolence of a woman.

[Hey, I'm already considered a good person if I don't take the opportunity to add insult to injury! 】

In the end, Laos did not impose the death penalty, but gave Suarez a yellow card and a stern verbal warning:

"If you can't control your emotions anymore, your career will be completely ruined!"

"I know, thank you, thank you!"

Suarez was about to shed tears, and even wanted to hit the referee on the spot.

But when he turned his head to look at Li Polo, his eyes were full of fierce light!

[This bastard! 】

【It's him who caused me to be in such a mess! 】

[Negative sentiment from Luis Suarez, +1000! 】

Lee Polo immediately raised his hand:
"Referee, I think he's about to bite me!"

Laos immediately turned his head and looked very vigilantly at the key target in the Barcelona team:

"I warned you!"

Facing his scrutiny, Suarez couldn't help but tremble all over, and his eyes were red:
"Referee, I am wronged!"

"If I dare to bite again, I, I will be struck by lightning!"

The night sky at Camp Nou suddenly became dark clouds, and there seemed to be faint thunder and lightning surges.

Suarez's face changed, and he quickly changed another poisonous oath:
"I was kicked out by Barcelona! No mercy!"

(End of this chapter)