Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 243 I salute Torres for this one goal

Chapter 243 This ball, I salute Torres
[Negative sentiment from Mascherano, +222! 】

Looking at Brother Ma who was limping away clutching his buttocks, Li Polo shrugged and comforted him from a distance:
"Before the game in the future, we must do a good job of warming up!"

"Otherwise the result would be like this... I just accelerated, why did you stretch your hips?"

It's a pity that the Argentine who has already left the field cannot hear his earnest teachings!
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The 23-year-old Umtiti is standing in front of the 22-year-old Li Polo.

For this French defender, Li Poluo is not very familiar with it, because they did not play against each other last season.

In fact, the Frenchman was still playing for Lyon in Ligue 2500 a month ago, and he moved to Barcelona for [-] million after playing the European Cup final.Therefore, in Valencia's database, his game video is not complete. Li Polo only watched a few game clips of the European Cup, and simply classified him as "black and hard". .

Umtiti can only speak French, and even if Li Polo wanted to be provocative, he could only talk to a duck and play the piano to a cow. Therefore, in the following games, Barcelona's defense ushered in a rare moment of peace.

After several actual confrontations, Lee Polo also roughly grasped the opponent's characteristics.

Umtiti does have the innate physical qualities of black players: speed, flexibility, bounce, and strength are all excellent. At the same time, his sense of position and anticipation are not bad at all. In addition, he also has good Excellent ball control ability, and even a long shot!
He's pretty much a fully developed version of Lee Polo!
But it's a pity that Li Poluo, who has just upgraded his speed, still has a big advantage.

In the 21st minute, Iniesta crossed the penalty area obliquely. Suarez forced to speed up. Although Mustafi was thrown away, Van Dijk, who was retreated, squeezed out of the position at the last moment. Goalkeeper Alves hurriedly kicked The ball was kicked to the side, and the offensive and defensive momentum of the two sides changed instantly.

Rodrigo, who received the ball, shifted to the right in a wide range as usual. Feguli relied on his speed to eat the opponent's substitute full-back Digne, and then quickly crossed the goal.

Li Boluo, who outflanked the middle lane, was at full speed, but he couldn't fully grasp the speed he had just increased. As a result, the counterattack was a bit fierce. Fei Tianwang's pass directly missed behind him, causing Barcelona's penalty area to go crazy. flying dog jumping...

"Why do I feel that Lee Polo's speed is faster than before?"

Shen Fangjian was keenly aware of this:
"A player's speed is generally fixed when he is sixteen or seventeen years old. He will soon be 22 years old. How can he break through?"

Regarding his experience, Jia Tianning naturally scoffed:

"The sixteen or seventeen years you mentioned are just for ordinary people, but he is Li Polo!
Lee Polo... Can he be like a normal player? "

Shen Fangjian rolled his eyes secretly, and complained in his heart:
[Ah, yes yes yes! 】

【You, Master Jia, are right! 】
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After confronting Umtiti for 15 minutes, although Li Polo had an obvious speed advantage, he still failed to turn it into a real killing intent, which made him a little anxious.

In addition, the fans at the Nou Camp Stadium have always been very unfriendly. As long as Li Polo gets a chance to dribble the ball, harsh boos will immediately sound from the surrounding stands, which also affects his mentality to some extent.

But Li Polo immediately responded. In the 27th minute, he responded to Gaya's cross from the left and overwhelmed Umtiti with a lion's head shake, allowing the new Barcelona aid to experience La Liga's number one air fighter. Prestige!
It's a pity that this time the header was a bit straight, and the near corner was blocked by the experienced Bravo, which missed a great opportunity to expand the score.

"cut!"

Li Polo waved his hand unhappily, watched Bravo throw the ball forcefully, and immediately launched a counterattack.

Perhaps seeing the goalkeeper deflate Li Polo, the morale of the Barcelona team was greatly boosted. The entire lineup seemed to have received a BUFF bonus. In the hands of Wo, it was passed to Messi's feet at the front of the penalty area.

How could Messi be unguarded?

Bat captain Parejo, Argentine double star Perez, DePaul, and Mr. Van Dijk of 3500 million, and left engine Gaya, are already preparing to double-team him from five directions!

What a Messi, facing the heavy siege, he didn't panic, his left shoulder sank slightly, his two short legs shook quickly, and his national team teammate DePaul staggered!
Then he faced Van Dijk who was up for grabs, without any call-up, and kicked and shot while dribbling the ball quickly!
Van Dijk, who represented Valencia for the first time in an official game, did not expect Messi to shoot directly. Unprepared, he could only subconsciously turn around, but was hit by the football on his left arm!
"drop!"

The referee Mansasu blew the whistle immediately, and then pointed to the 12 yard point while drawing cards!

"Penalty?"

Shen Fangjian hesitated a little:
"Messi's shot seemed to hit Van Dijk's arm? But Van Dijk shouldn't be malicious. Isn't this penalty a bit far-fetched?"

Van Dijk, who was standing on the penalty area line, had a blank mind!
[The referees in La Liga are a bit different from the standards of the Premier League, right?]

The 25-year-old Van Dijk really didn't expect that in his first official game with his new club, he only played for less than half an hour, and he handed over a yellow plus a little score card!
He even heard a burst of laughter from the stands at Camp Nou:
"This is the 3500 million defender that Valencia just bought?"

"He can't compare to our 2500 million Umtiti!"

"Umtiti played all the finals of the European Cup. Van Dijk didn't even qualify for the European Cup!"

——However, fortunately, Van Dyke is not very proficient in Spanish, so he didn't understand a word of these messy ridicules!
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"Whoo~~~"

Messi, who was standing at the penalty spot, calmed down a little.

He glanced at the opposite goalkeeper, Diego Alves, and suddenly remembered another old teammate named Alves.

The former Messi and Alves constituted the most terrifying right-wing attacking combination in the history of Barcelona. Unfortunately, as the Brazilian defender grows older, he has now gone to Juventus in Italy to help the poor...

Then Messi shot to the lower right of the goal, but Alves on the opposite side took a step to the left as if with divine help, and hugged the football firmly with both palms!

"?!"

Messi first looked up at the sky, then quickly lowered his head, and sighed with his hands on his hips.

[This ball can also be thrown? 】

[My shooting attribute is infinitely close to 100, why can't I even score a penalty kick? 】

【ε=(ο`*))) Alas... hey? ? 】

Before he finished sighing, he saw that Alves did not lie on the ground, but rounded his right leg and kicked the ball far away!

Messi turned around abruptly, and saw more than a dozen figures rushing towards the home team's half, but...the one rushing to the front was the number "9"!

Messi's face suddenly changed!
When he was kicking a penalty just now, almost all the players on both sides were concentrated on the penalty area line-Valencia was preparing to defend and make a clearance, while Barcelona wanted to make a supplementary shot at any time.

So when Alves kicked in, Barcelona's half... only the goalkeeper Bravo!

In this case, there is no such thing as offside! -
Lee Pom is in full swing!

The Nou Camp is raging at this moment!
The huge boos in the stands were left far behind by him, just like those Barcelona players who were chasing him madly...

Even the rebroadcast camera couldn't keep up with his speed, the director had to switch to the distant view to see a white afterimage from the top of the arc in the restricted area, like a bolt of lightning, piercing through the entire green field!

Pique, Umtiti, Vidal, Digne, and Rakitic are all chasing after them, but they are frustrated to find that the distance between themselves and the goal is getting farther and farther!

[Can't catch up! 】

It has only been 5 seconds since Messi missed the penalty kick, and the No. 9 lightning bolt has crossed a distance of nearly 50 meters and entered the 30-meter area of ​​Barcelona!
This time, Li Poluo's lead was too great, he had time to adjust his pace, boldly caught up with the football, and then moved forward!
Goalkeeper Bravo's heart has reached his throat!

Just now he wanted to abandon the door and attack, but he realized that he had miscalculated Li Poluo's speed in the middle of the run!

Now... he was caught in a dilemma, he could only break the jar and throw himself at the only opponent!
Li Polo quickly dunked the ball with his right foot, and the ball bounced on the grass like a disobedient child, barely dodging Bravo's attack!
[Is this what he passed? ! ! ! 】

Bravo's heart almost burst out of his throat!
He stretched out his right hand in vain, trying to grab the lunatic who had been running for nearly 30 meters.

[As long as you can touch him and affect his center of gravity, maybe...you can interrupt his rhythm! 】

But he still underestimated Li Polo's reaction speed. The Bat No. 9 seemed to have no fatigue at all. He kicked his right foot on the ground in an instant, and the whole person changed direction in front of him, and then faced the empty door, stretched his foot. poke!
The football bounced across the goal line, 2:0!

[Negative emotions from Bravo, +44! 】

"YES!"

Lee Polo punched the air.

This long-distance raid can be regarded as a tribute to Torres!

Of course Lee Polo, who scored a goal, did not miss this opportunity.

He jumped onto the billboard on the sidelines with excitement, turned his back to the fans in the main stand, bent his arms, and slanted down with two thumbs, pointing to the number behind him:

"9!"

"Ah~~~~~~"

The boos at Camp Nou reached their peak at this moment!

[Negative emotions from Barcelona fans, +9999! 】

(End of this chapter)

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