Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 535 Today's script is not right!

It should be Chapter 166
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The stands of the Camp Nou fell into a brief silence, and everyone was still immersed in the scene of Lee Polo's clever header after the violent attack.

Jia Tianning in the live broadcast room can finally send out his compliments:

"This goal fully interprets speed and strength, awareness and skill, which can be perfectly combined!

During the high-speed sprint, Li Polo still accurately predicted the flight route of the football. He used his excellent explosive power and balance ability to fight a bloody path from the double-teaming of Pique and Umtiti!
Then when everyone thought he would continue to use violence to hit the goal, Lee Polo unexpectedly chose to lob the ball with a header!
This lob shot...only a header master like Lee Polo can lob it! "
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Although Li Polo scored a goal, Barcelona did not show too much frustration.

Messi, Su Ya, Busquets, Iniesta, Pique... They were all cheering each other on, and everyone cheered up quickly.

Zhan Jun interpreted this:
"For the Barcelona players, this scene may be somewhat familiar. Today and a year ago, their process of reversing Paris is almost the same. They were scored by the opponent when the momentum was in full swing, and then they still did not give up. More intense pursuit!"

He was right. The successful reversal a year ago added infinite confidence and confidence to the Barcelona players.

After losing the ball, they quickly regrouped under the leadership of Messi. In the 37th minute, Iniesta dribbled the ball from the left to seek an opportunity, but Moses firmly blocked the way forward. Lao Bai did not love to fight, and the first time A cross was passed to Messi, who retreated to respond, and resumed the offensive.

Kanter appeared in front of Messi without hesitation. The forward with the best dribbling in the world and the midfielder with the best defense in the world confronted each other head-on. Countless spectators couldn't help but hold their breath.

Everyone was expecting them to have an offensive and defensive battle with sparks flying all over the place. It would be best if you could fight for [-] rounds, but it only took them a second to decide the winner!
Messi's upper body trembled slightly, and the rhythm of his feet changed instantly, and Kanter was left behind by him!

Li Poluo, who was 20 meters away, couldn't help but twitch his brows!
【did not see it! 】

【Can not Understand it! 】

[What did Messi just do? ! 】

[Kanter shouldn't have given him such a big space, he should have grabbed Messi directly so that he couldn't speed up! 】

Not being able to understand Messi's breakthrough action doesn't mean that Li Boluo has nothing to do with the opponent.

As an experienced defensive master, even without [Hawkeye], Li Polo can use his strong physical fitness to effectively hinder Messi, which makes Barcelona No. 10 a headache...

But after all, Kanter is the number one defensive midfielder in the world. Even if Messi breaks through, he can quickly stick to Messi's left side, firmly restricting Messi's left foot line, and forcing Messi to gradually move to the right. Move sideways.

Valverde on the sidelines sighed secretly:
[Messi is still old after all!His physical function has obviously declined a lot! 】

[If he can be three years younger, just after breaking through Kanter, he can use his speed to throw away a long enough distance, and he will not be posted by the defensive player for the second time! 】

Messi, who was restricted by Kanter, could only send a through ball in the end. Dembele on the right easily overtook Alonso, and then broke into the penalty area close to the bottom line, kicking with almost no angle. shoot!

His shot was almost in the same area as Messi's shot, but in the end it just hit the side netting of the goal, leaving Courtois in a cold sweat...

Many fans in the stands even cheered, but the next second it turned into a huge sigh.

Courtois patted his chest and asked for a football from the ball boy behind the door, but the Barcelona U15 player dawdled for five or six seconds before throwing the football over.

And these five or six seconds were enough for the players on the field to withdraw and deploy their defenses, and Chelsea completely lost the opportunity to counterattack quickly.

Since the fast break is hopeless, Courtois no longer pursues a fast goal kick. He swings the ball left and right on the ground, but does not stretch his feet to kick the ball. Suarez is so angry that he can't help but rush into the penalty area to press...

Seeing that Barcelona's frontcourt was loose, Courtois just made a diagonal pass and sent the ball to Azpilicueta's feet.

Despite having Cesc Fabregas, the passing master, Chelsea still made more use of their two wings to create a threat to Barcelona's defense.

In the 42nd minute, Fabregas controlled the ball in the middle. Hazard, who was originally cruising on the left, suddenly shifted to the right and made a cross run with William.

Xiaofa saw the right time and sent the ball to Hazard's feet, allowing the blue team's first dribbler to take charge of the main attack.

Hazard and Willian advanced with two sharp knives at the same time, and Li Polo put up a posture in the penalty area ready to catch the ball, firmly restraining Pique and Umtiti, and Barcelona's defense suddenly felt a little bit weaker. mess.

The slightly clumsy Busquets, of course, couldn't keep up with Hazard's footsteps, so Alba had to step forward to help defend, and William, who advanced at the right time, was left unattended at this time.

Hazard sent a light through ball, William glanced at Ter Stegen who moved to the right, and swung his right foot directly!

Pique, who was still next to Li Polo one second, was blocking the front of the small penalty area the next second. With a sideways sliding tackle, he was about to use his flesh and blood to block the opponent's close-range volley!
[Mere William, want to shoot too? 】

[This routine has been seen through by me! 】

But... Pique didn't wait for Huo Xiao's shot!
William's right foot landed lightly, and Hazard's football was dunked, and he turned sideways with a horizontal push!
Li Polo, who was waiting in front of the goal, only needed to block Umtiti behind him, and then completed a light push with his right foot!

2: 2!

Chelsea equalized!
The total score came to 7:3!

[Negative sentiment from Ter Stegen, +88! 】

[Umtiti, +66! 】

[Pike, +404! 】

[Messi, +369! 】

[Valverde, +886! 】

There were sparse boos from the stands, and Valverde's face suddenly turned pale!
He already smelled something bad!

[Today's script...is not quite right! 】

[The last time Paris was reversed, Cavani only scored one goal]

Zhan Jun explained for him:
"Since Chelsea scored more away goals, Barcelona need to score 5 goals in a row to complete the reversal!"

But Jia Tianning laughed happily:
"Brother Jun, your math is very good, but the premise is that Lee Polo no longer scores goals!"

"For the current Barcelona, ​​this premise... is a bit too overwhelming!"

[Camp Nou fans, +189765! 】

[Spain Barcelona fans, +987654! 】
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"Made!"

Pique, in a bad mood, sprayed his saliva on the Camp Nou turf.

A few seconds ago, he was still determined to win, thinking that he had seen through William's movements, but a second later, he was slapped in the face by the Brazilian at the speed of light!
He has thought it all over.

As a Brazilian full of offensive attributes, who can give up shooting when faced with a great opportunity to go one-on-one with the goalkeeper?

Even Pique himself, under the same circumstances, couldn't resist such a temptation!
[Why... pass it to Lee Polo? 】

Pique stared viciously at the figure in the white No. 1 jersey, unable to understand the reason:

[Is this bastard so popular in the Chelsea team? 】
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Remy, who was sitting on the bench, felt a strong sense of crisis.

[Can break through, shoot from long distances, run actively, and spare no effort in defense, and now he has learned to feed the ball to Boro...

William, this teammate, he is a bigger threat to me than Cesc Fabregas! 】

Remy bit his lip, looking distressed.

Giroud, who just celebrated with his teammates, silently opened a small book:

"In the 43rd minute of the game, Li Polo scored twice, but Loic Remy looked distressed, not at all happy for the team to equalize the score..."

Remy was struck by lightning!

"Oliver, you can't do this! We are French compatriots!"

Conte glanced at the bench behind him:
[These bastards, why have they all learned Mourinho's bad habits and like to write in small notebooks? ! 】

[You are just 30 years old, are you eager to learn to be a coach? 】

(End of this chapter)