Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 333 He wants my life!

[Ball control: 63 → 64! 】

[Shots: 51 → 52!]

Lee Polo, who scored the third goal, gained a lot:
[Negative emotions from Pique, +456! 】

[Ter Stegen, +244! 】

[Umtiti, +66! 】

[Messi, +99! 】

[Enrique, +361! 】

[Camp Nou fans, +38712! 】

"..."

When Lee Polo scored his third goal, there was a moment of silence in the stands of Camp Nou.

Instead of a standing ovation and applause from the home fans, he felt a dead silence.

But he didn't care at all. Instead, he came to the main stand again and opened his arms to tens of thousands of fans:
"I love Camp Nou!"

"Camp Nou is the home stadium of me and Lee Polo!"

Those fans wearing red and blue jerseys finally stood up collectively!

Then he raised his middle finger towards the mighty Lee Polo!

[Negative sentiment from Camp Nou fans, +96780! 】

Even his seventh stat jumped a bit:
[Spirit: 82 → 83! 】

Looking at more than 6000 middle fingers and feeling the experience points crazily pouring into his body, Li Boluo smiled even brighter.

[Next time Barcelona holds an event, I will also register as a member! 】
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"This guy is provoking the home fans, won't he be sent off?"

On the Barcelona bench, an assistant coach slapped his head and ran to the fourth official to lodge a complaint.

The fourth official looked at him with contempt, but still reported the truth to the referee through the headset.

The corner of Manzano's mouth twitched, but there was no response in the end.

【Provoke the fans...】

[Is this guy doing less? 】

[Last season, he did 16 pull-ups on the goal, and he was not punished. Now he just opened his hands and shouted a few words, who will give him a card! 】

[I have already blacked him out with a yellow card. If he is sent off for this matter again, his career as a referee may end in minutes! 】

With a gloomy face, Manzano replied coldly:
"Just a normal celebration."
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When the game resumed, the morale of the Barcelona side was obviously low.

Gary Neville quickly replaced Rodrygo with Llorente, further strengthening the midfield hardness.

Under Valencia's pressure, Barcelona's famous passing and cutting cooperation seemed fragmented, and with the decline in physical fitness, the cooperation between each other became less and less, and they gradually fell into the dilemma of fighting each other.

Moreover, Figuri, who dominates La Liga with speed, has also started warm-up activities at this moment!

Enrique's head buzzed and exploded!

[Brit! 】

【Are you going to fight to death? 】

He glanced at the bench behind him. In addition to the substitute goalkeeper Cillessen, there are also Roberto, the hero who reversed Paris 10 days ago, right back Roberto, two left backs Alba and Digne, and midfielder Danielle. Suarez, and Arda Turan, the jack of all trades.

Among the six substitute players, there is no absolute scoring forward.

"Let Arda and Daniel warm up!"

Enrique can only rush the ducks to the shelves, let the two players with the strongest offensive attributes come off the bench, and replace the old captain Iniesta, who is severely lacking in physical fitness, and Rakitic, who frequently defends the penalty area.

[In the summer transfer window, at least two frontcourt players must be brought in! 】

[Our Barcelona lineup shouldn't be so thin! 】

Enrique thought viciously, but he thought of Neymar who was still celebrating his sister's birthday in faraway Brazil.

[If Neymar can participate in the game, it won't be so embarrassing, right? 】

【His sister's birthday celebration... should have ended long ago, right? 】

[This bastard...couldn't be deliberately avoiding this match, right? 】
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Although Barcelona replaced two new players, it still did not improve the situation, but made the scene even more chaotic.

Especially in the 76th minute, Feguli, who had just replaced Perez, showed off his speed advantage once. A gust of wind blew up on the wing, walking Gomez and Turan for 50 meters like walking dogs , and sent it straight to the penalty area with a kick.

Then the performer was replaced by Lee Polo.

Although he has played for more than 70 minutes, he is still able to beat Pique and Mascherano with speed!

During the acceleration, Lee Polo even sent a warm reminder:
"Watch out for your hamstrings!"

The Barcelona defenders who heard the reminder changed their faces at the same time!

In the many matches in these two seasons, whether it is Pi Kanchuan or Lao Ma Ge, they were accidentally injured because of defending Li Polo!
Sometimes they are shoveled over by Li Boluo, but sometimes...just because their legs can't keep up with Li Boluo's speed!

It was this moment of hesitation that gave Li Boluo the opportunity to adjust his shot. He drew his bow and set an arrow near the 12 yard point, and made a burst shot that was bound to go!

"Oh!"

To everyone's deep surprise, Ter Stegen punched out this powerful and heavy volley!

Even the little lion himself didn't expect that he could block the ball with his eyes closed!
When Li Polo was about to start again and make a follow-up shot, a white shadow jumped out from Mascherano's left side, and lightly touched the rebounding ball!
The entire Camp Nou was silent again.

It was not someone else who scored the goal, but Munir, who was loaned to Valencia by Barcelona!

4: 1!

This abandoned Camp Nou player under the age of 22 kicked his favorite team into the abyss in the football temple in his heart!

He refuses to celebrate, but the end is set!

Enrique slumped on the leather chair.

He rubbed his gray hair and wailed:
"This season, we can only hope for the Champions League!"

The assistant coach sitting next to him just wanted to remind him:

[We still have a King's Cup final...]

But he remembered right away.

The opponent in the final of the Copa del Rey is still Valencia on horseback!
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4:1 was not the final outcome, as Fegulli, who came off the bench, also expanded the score for the visiting team in the 82nd minute.

5:1 was not the final score, because Gomez took advantage of Valencia's relaxed state of mind in stoppage time and scored a face-saving goal for the home team with a long shot.

This is Gomez's first goal after joining Barcelona, ​​but it was scored by his old club.

After scoring the goal, he fished out the ball from the net with a numb face, and then quickly returned to the middle circle to prepare for the next kick-off.

It was the last 30 seconds of stoppage time.

Manzano sighed, ready to wait for Valencia to kick off and end the battle.

Li Polo made a wave of the ball, and Figuri returned the pass. DePaul was about to tease Daniel Suarez, but he heard Li Polo yell at himself:
"Ball here!"

DePaul immediately put away his playful thoughts, and teleported directly to Borogo's feet.

[This guy, shouldn't he be angry because of Gomez's goal? 】

[Want to teach Gomez personally? 】

DePaul was thinking wildly, when he saw Pologo shake his shoulders, and stood directly at the top of the arc in the middle circle and opened his posture!
"???"

DePaul opened his mouth wide, and saw Li Polo swung his right leg with no one to guard him, and made a burst shot!
In DePaul's heart, [-] American mythical beasts rushed past!

[It's 50 meters away from the goal! 】

[Long shot from the midfielder... Did he want to pay tribute to Munir from the previous few days? 】

[But... Brother, your shooting skills have just reached the average level in the team! 】

These thoughts flashed in DePaul's mind, and the next moment there was a result.

The ball, which was drawn by Li Polo with all his strength, just flew into the air, and 0.2 seconds later, it directly hit Manzano who was standing 10 meters away!
The referee didn't even have time to let out a howl, and the whole person fell straight on his back!

"Oh!"

It wasn't until the back of Manzano's head landed that Pique, who was close at hand, took a step back belatedly.

Looking at the referee, whose face was purple and in a coma, Pique felt that he had seen through the truth.

He pursed his lips hard and whispered to Busquets in front of him:

"He...he just wanted to kick me in the head!"

"When they played Atletico Madrid last game, he kicked Godin's eggs!"

Professor Bu, who is smarter than him, did not agree with him:
"No...you are too far away, he obviously wants to kick me!"

After 5 minutes of rescue, Manzano finally woke up faintly.

The medical staff collectively breathed a sigh of relief, he opened his eyes, but immediately closed them tightly again!

In his field of vision, the first thing to appear...is not a human being!

But a devil from hell!

[I just sent you a yellow card out of conscience, and you want to kick me to death? 】

[The most you can lose is an insignificant game, but what I lost was my entire life! 】

[Negative emotions from Manzano, +999! 】

Looking at the trembling Manzano, Li Polo sneered, turned and left.

The reason why he waited until the last moment to choose revenge was because he didn't want to be sent off in the middle of the game!
He had just turned to leave when he heard a reminder in his mind:
【ding~
Shots: 52 → 53! 】

He froze for a moment:
[Didn't you just upgrade once? 】

【You... you are encouraging crime! 】

"Drip, drip, drip~~~"

The fourth official who temporarily replaced Manzano finally blew the whistle for the end of the game!

5: 2!

Valencia takes away three points at Camp Nou!

(End of this chapter)