Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 288 Who Is The Fastest Man?

The first half ended with a score of 0:2, and Valencia made an away game against the guest.

Although Monaco was very passive, Jardim was not too worried.

After all... He has a very clear understanding of the gap between the strengths of the two sides, and it is not surprising that this game has developed so far.

Moreover, the assistant coach has already told Jardim that in another game that was played at the same time, Leverkusen, who played at home, had taken the lead in breaking through the city of Manchester City...

Compared with the UEFA Champions League qualifier last season, being able to successfully enter the group stage this season is already a big step in the team's development. Jardim really does not have much extravagant hopes for advancing to the top 16 or top 8.

Compared to winning in a reversal, he hopes that his team will not lose too much, otherwise he will feel sorry for the more than 1 spectators.

Although he didn't know when his team had so many fans...

After pondering for a few minutes, he still decided to go back to his old tactics.

So he raised his chin towards the assistant:
"In the second half, we shrink and counterattack!"
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"The 15-minute intermission is over and the game restarts."

Zhan Jun stretched out his hand to push his glasses, and turned his attention to the broadcast screen:
"Oh? Monaco took the lead in making substitution adjustments, and the teenager Mbappe replaced the mediocre Germain?"

Zhang Lu was a little surprised:

"I remember very clearly, last time it was this little guy who made Van Dyke a bit embarrassed!"

Zhan Jun nodded slightly:

"It seems that Jardim still has some ideas. He wants to use Mbappe's impact to create a threat in the counterattack!"
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Mbappe jumped up and stood on the forward line of Monaco, and began to wander around Valencia's defense line frequently, looking for counterattack opportunities through harassment.

Although he worked very hard, he was not a defender like Lee Polo after all. For Van Dyke and Jones, his harassment was not enough to make the latter panic. It was just a waste of energy.

Even in the 56th minute, Mbappe managed to get a chance to control the ball, but before he had time to dribble and charge, he was knocked to the ground by Jones!
The referee Chakir from Tuji took a look at the young man who fell to the ground, turned and left expressionlessly, followed Figuri all the way to the penalty area on the other side, and then admired Li Polo's volley from close range.

Valencia's quick counterattack was done in one go, and the only fly in the ointment was that Li Polo's shot was too low, the football hit the ground, and then bounced high off the crossbar...

"What is this thing you passed on?"

Before Figuri had time to laugh at Li Polo's shooting skills, the latter had already struck first:
"Neither high nor low, I can neither head the ball nor push the ball!"

The furious Fei Tianwang jumped on him directly:
"It took me 70 meters to pass such a kick to you! Don't be too crazy!"

[Negative emotions from Figuri, +3! 】
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After the 65th minute, the coaches of both sides made substitutions and adjustments one after another.

Monaco withdrew Falcao, who was not forgiving, and Moutinho was in the midfield to command and dispatch, leaving only Mbappe for counterattack, 442 became 451.

For Valencia, Perez and Rodrigo went off one after another, and two defensive midfielders-Barbosa and Llorente played in the game, 433 became 442.

"The two sides still pay more attention to the control of the midfield. Although the scene was a bit stalemate during this period, it was not peaceful at all. In just 20 minutes, the referee Chakir has already drawn out four yellow cards..."

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Moutinho kicked Parejo over and the players from both sides quarreled, Zhan Jun drank his saliva.

Zhang Lu let out a joyful laugh:
"Hey, Monaco is more difficult to deal with than imagined. If Valencia wants to get out of the body, it may not be so easy!"
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"..."

Gary Neville, who was standing on the sidelines, is now frowning deeply.

The situation of the game during this period has indeed exceeded his expectations.

I thought that after scoring 2 goals in the first half, the second half would only get smoother, but the coaches and players of Monaco were much more tenacious than expected.

In particular, Lemar and Mbappe, the two post-95 teenagers, are still full of energy after being taught by Van Dijk and Jones in succession.

"Even if we are 10 years younger, I'm afraid we can't guard against this guy?"

Seeing Mbappe who used his speed to break through Bernat again, Neville couldn't help sighing.

Fortunately, Van Dijk is still very reliable. He stuck the opponent's inside line, and then stretched out his foot to block the ball out of the baseline before the cross.

"drop!"

Chakier was also exhausted by the rhythm of repeated sprints. Panting heavily, he pointed to the corner flag area.

Moutinho's corner kick was pushed out of the penalty area by Jones, DePaul pierced the half with a long pass, and Figuli rushed like a wild dog running free.

The king of the right wing was running at full speed as if he wanted to drain the last drop of energy from him. This time, even Li Polo did not catch up with his taillights. He could only watch from a distance as he swept across the center line like the wind and caught up with the football. Then he volleyed towards the goalkeeper Subasic!
"Tsk! A muscle!"

Li Poluo pouted.

Feguli's shot was powerful and heavy, but there was almost no change in such a single shot. The well-prepared Subasic had quick eyes and quick hands, and punched the ball out of the bottom line!

"Can't you wait for me?"

Seeing Fei Tianwang whose legs were weak from running, Li Boluo complained angrily.

Figuri wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"I'm about to end, you still care so much about me?"

Li Polo glanced at Mina who was already warming up on the sidelines, shrugged his shoulders, and said nothing more.

Figuri tilted his head towards the corner flag area:

"And, isn't that your favorite way of attacking?"
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"In just a few breaths, the two sides moved from the penalty area of ​​the visiting team to the penalty area of ​​the home team. The fast pace of offense and defense can be seen."

Zhan Jun stared at the broadcast screen:

"Valencia won the sixth corner kick in the game, and it was captain Parejo who took the penalty."

Parejo trotted to the corner flag area, adjusted his breathing and took a breath while thinking about countermeasures.

In Valencia's corner kick tactics, the most important is of course Li Polo, but today's opponents almost always block the air fighter, and too direct passes can't find his position.

That's why multiple support points such as Van Dijk, Jones, Llorente, and DePaul were formed.

This time was no exception. Just when Li Polo was standing in the penalty area, Glick, who was the heaviest in the opposing team, put his arms around his small waist. Another Bakayoko, who was close to 190 tall, also It blocked Li Poluo's sight like a black mountain.

Even though Li Polo withdrew from the restricted area step by step, Glick and Bakayoko did not let go...

Parejo shook his head and had no choice but to use the second tactic, passing the ball to Van Dijk.

But the 188cm Fabinho took the lead and made a header from under Van Dijk's eyes!
"Made!"

Van Dyke spat, turned around and ran back, but the next moment his expression suddenly changed!

Moutinho, who was guarding the perimeter of the penalty area, just hit the ground with his foot!
Mbappe and Lemar, two strong guys, have already sprinted towards the other half at full speed for the first time!
"It's so fast!"

Gary Neville's eyes widened.

Forget about Lemar, he has played nearly 80 minutes of the game, his physical fitness is close to the limit, and Cancelo is chasing him, it is difficult to create difficulties.

But Mbappe, who only played in the second half, was the biggest threat. With just a few breaths, he got rid of Bernat, who was marking him, and successfully caught up with the football!

There are still 50 meters away from the goal and only 35 meters away from the penalty area. For the French teenager who is speeding at full speed, this is just two breaths away!
"Mbappe speeds up!"

Zhan Jun broke his voice!

Zhang Lu couldn't laugh either, he could only concentrate on the small broadcast screen in front of him.

The camera closely followed Mbappe who was dribbling the ball quickly, and Bernat had already been thrown out of the frame by him, but from another direction, a white figure appeared again!

"Lee Polo?!!"

Zhan Jun broke his voice again.

Before his last syllable was over, Li Polo approached Mbappe from the side!

Mbappe was obviously stunned for a moment, and there was a slight change in the frequency of dribbling the ball at his feet. He wanted to disrupt Li Polo's rhythm, but Varen 9 was unmoved and chose to let it go immediately. shovel!
"?!!!"

"So cruel?!!!"

Mbappe's pupils shrink sharply!

He didn't have time to react, and the football under his feet was cut off by the opponent!
The French teenager who lost his balance fell five meters away, but he had no way to appeal to the referee!

Lee Polo's sliding shovel from behind only hit the football!
Mbappe, who fell heavily to the ground, closed his eyes in pain.

There was burning pain in his knees and legs, and his lungs were suffocating as if they were burning, but these were not the reasons for his pain!
His most confident advantage was completely crushed by his opponent in a one-on-one confrontation!
[Negative sentiment from Mbappé, +555! 】

[Negative sentiment from Monaco fans at Stade Louis II, +1024! 】
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Kicking the ball out of the sideline, Li Poluo let out a heavy breath as he was still 10 meters away from the penalty area.

He glanced at Mbappe, who was covering his eyes not far away, and grinned:

"Want to compete with me in speed?"

"You do have the qualifications!"

Mbappe, who heard the ridicule, didn't want to pay attention to him at all!
Instead, it contributed another wave of negative emotions!
[Mbappé, +444! 】

He had just finished saying this when a prompt sounded in his mind:

【Ding~~~
Speed: 96 → 97!

Defense: 81 → 82! 】

After a lapse of 100 days, his speed has broken through again!
Now, he is the fastest man in football!

(End of this chapter)