Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 245 I want to regain my confidence!

Li Polo licked the ball, Rodrigo passed back to the back, and the second half began.

After taking a look at the opponent's players, the overall state has not changed in any way, and some of them are even more depressed. Lee Polo nodded in satisfaction.

[Negative emotions from Roberto, +68! 】

He froze for a moment, then looked at Roberto who came off the bench at the last moment of the first half:

[I just took a look at you just now, so you hate me? 】

【This child, how narrow-minded! 】
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Iniesta's absence and substitute Roberto's confidence was shaken. Barcelona's midfielder could only rely on Busquets and Rakitic, obviously unable to compete with Valencia, who was pressed by all members.

Turan had to retreat, relying on a brave fight, and broke the ball once from Rodrygo's feet.

Rodrigo, who was brutally violated, could not wait for the referee's whistle. He could only rub his ankle, stood up limping, and then cursed:
"Made, I almost have to rest on the hospital bed again!"

Li Poluo patted him on the shoulder with righteous indignation:

"Brother, since the referee is not upholding justice, let me avenge you!"

Arda Turan, Danger! -
Although in the media reports, Lee Polo will always be portrayed as a butcher who does all kinds of evil, but his teammates know that this young man is very righteous!
If something happened, he really dared to go up!
After Rodrygo was kicked, just 5 minutes later, Li Polo waited for his chance to avenge him.

This is the 56th minute of the game. Barcelona is firmly in control of the ball and is looking for opportunities through constant inversions.

Probably trying to attract Valencia's loose defense, after two dozen passes, the football came to Pique's feet.

The commanding height of the audience, at this moment, can clearly observe the positions of the players on both sides.

When he saw Messi suddenly withdrawing from the forward line to the center, he quickly passed the ball, kicked the ball to Rakitic 20 meters away, and signaled to the "Mei blowing group first group Lord" transferred immediately.

Of course, Rakitic knew Messi's movements well, but he also noticed that Mustafi, the Valencia defender who likes to grab, is still standing next to Messi.

So he didn't pass to the idol immediately, but swept diagonally, preparing to cooperate with Turan, who retreated to respond, to let the opponent's defense relax a little more.

But before his pass rolled to Turan's feet, he was blocked by a foot protruding from the slanting stab!

[Rakitic, +33! 】

Rakitic didn't notice at all, that white figure... When exactly did it appear in an area that shouldn't appear!

Li Polo blocked Rakitic's through pass with a frontal shovel!
Then... He relied on the inertia of the shovel to continue sliding forward!

"Get out of the way!"

He even yelled while gliding!
Then, he inevitably shoveled Turan's calf!

"Boom!", Turan fell to the ground in response!
[Arda Turan, +123! 】

"Ah~~~"

The Nou Camp was booed again.

"Red card!"

"Malicious foul!"

"Red card!!"

"Brutal butcher!"

"Red card!!!"

The fans of the home team frantically put pressure on the referee, but Manzano didn't say anything, and he didn't even stop the game immediately, and he was going to follow Valencia to continue to launch a counterattack.

In the end, it was Li Polo who showed humanistic care and kicked the football out of the boundary, creating a dead ball opportunity for Barcelona and allowing the home team's medical team to enter the field for treatment.

"You kid did it on purpose!"

Busquets and Pique blocked Li Polo's way from the left to the right. The two tall men with an average height of 1.9 meters were like two mountains in front of Li Polo, as if they would put the 1.8 meters four at any time. Lee Polo overwhelmed.

But Lee Polo confronted them without fear, and argued hard:
"I shoveled the ball first, and I have already warned him of the danger. He reacted too slowly. Can this be my fault?"

"If you think I've made a foul, go and complain to the referee, don't babble here!"

"Alternatively, if you really want to stand up for him, just punch me down, and I will still recognize you as a man!"

Busquets immediately looked at his teammates.

He sent a signal of encouragement to Pique with his eyes:
[Brother, come on!Brother cheers for you! 】

Of course the smart Pique saw through everything, he raised his eyebrows:

[Of course, this matter requires the elder brother to charge forward. You are older than me and have more senior qualifications than me. Of course you should go first! 】

[And we don't have a central defender now, even if it's for the overall situation of the team, you must come first to get the card! 】

Seeing their winking expressions, Li Polo shrugged his shoulders:

"Ladies, please get out of the way!"

Pique and Busquets stared angrily, but took a step back at the same time!
[Negative emotions from Pique, +28! 】

[Busquets, +24! 】
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The two Barcelona generals are still winking, while Rodrigo on the other side has already hugged Li Polo's arm.

Li Poluo glanced at him:
"Does your foot still hurt?"

Rodrigo smiled:

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore, you will be my big brother from now on!"

"From now on, I will only pass the ball to you alone!"

"Even if no one is defending within 20 meters of Figuri, I will never pass it to him!"

Figuri, who was standing just one meter away, rolled up his sleeves:

"Speak louder, and see if I don't beat you to death when I go back!"
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Probably because he hasn't practiced his famous stunt for too long, the power of shoveling people has obviously dropped a lot.After emergency treatment, Turan actually returned to the game.

Lee Polo couldn't help doubting himself!
Once a player doubts his own ability, his confidence will be seriously shaken. In the 68th minute, Rodrigo sent a precise through ball, and Li Polo faced a goal that was only defended by Bravo. At the Nou Camp goalposts!
Bravo sat down on the goal line, breaking out in a cold sweat.

The fans in the stands almost fainted. After confirming that Lee Polo had not scored, they booed again.

There were sharp whistles in his ears, Li Polo also found several posters humiliating himself in the stands, he couldn't help clenching his fists.

[It's impossible to go on like this! 】

[I want to solve my knot! 】

So he turned around and looked at Turan viciously...

[I have to use the actual results to prove that my shoveling skills have never regressed! 】

【Only by solving this problem can I regain my confidence! 】

Turan couldn't help shivering!

His right leg suddenly hurt badly!
"what!"

Turan let out a scream and fell to the ground!
The wound that had been treated urgently by the team doctor just now completely shattered!

Enrique's eyes went dark!
[On the bench, there is only... Mathieu who can play! 】

[33-year-old Mathieu, paired with the distraught Roberto, how long can they stop Valencia? 】

(End of this chapter)