Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 712 The real son of luck!
[Negative emotions from De Bruyne, +666! 】

After watching Tintin conceding the fourth goal in the locker room, he couldn't restrain his frustration.

He noticed a detail:
When he had just swung his right foot and hadn't touched the football, Li Polo had already turned around and started charging towards Manchester City's half!
what does this mean?
From the very beginning, Lee Polo predicted... De Bruyne's corner kick would be blocked by Chelsea players!
At this moment, De Bruyne's self-confidence suffered an unprecedented setback!
[Everyone says that I have a vision like the eye of the sky, and can clearly see the situation on the field in an instant, but... the real eye of the sky is right in front of me! 】

[This guy, how did he predict the situation of the game several seconds in advance? 】

【He... is the real son of luck, right? 】
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"Keylor Navas attacked, Hazard moved in a wide range, Li Polo broke in alone, and Chelsea turned Manchester City's offensive opportunities into their own goals with only three players!"

Zhan Jun casually bragged about Chelsea's cooperation:
"Azar's seemingly casual sideways long pass, but accurately found Li Polo who had already advanced. Is this the tacit understanding between the two top superstars?"

"..."

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Lu, who was sitting beside him, finally shook his head:
"This goal should have nothing to do with Hazard."

"As long as Hazard doesn't kick the ball out of the sideline, Li Polo can catch the ball!"

Zhan Jun couldn't help but burst out laughing:
"Zhang Zhi, if Zhaqiu Wang hears you say that, he will be very sad!"

Zhang Lu waved his hand and responded with a righteous face:

"I'm just telling the truth!"

"Even if Hazard is standing in front of me, I still have to stick to my point of view. 99% of the credit for this ball is on Lee Polo alone!"
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"Today we didn't do a good job defensively, giving the opponent too many chances..."

In the visitors' dressing room, Cudicini was summing up the inadequacies of the first half.

Li Poluo was lying on the massage bed in the corner, enjoying the clock-in service from the beautiful physiotherapist, making a dull cry of "humming, chirping, chirping" from time to time.

The Chelsea club is rich and powerful, and has always had an excellent tradition of hiring beautiful employees, which is incomparable to Manchester United, Manchester City, Liverpool, and Arsenal.

It's just that sometimes, these beautiful employees will become invisible bombs in the locker room...

For example, before Mourinho left get out of class, various gossip tabloids even broke the news that the beautiful team doctor had provided extra clock service to many Chelsea players if you wanted to...

Cudicini's speech came to an end, and there was a brief silence in the locker room.

Li Poluo opened his eyes and coughed:
"I was absent for more than ten minutes in the first half, which led to a decrease in the pressing force in the midfield and made other teammates bear too much pressure for me. I will make up for it in the second half. If it is not necessary, Eden and Willian can make up for it. It's all about attacking."

Hazard and William nodded happily.

——Football's number one superstar takes the initiative to undertake the task of defense. What else can they complain about?
Li Polo turned to Rudiger again:

"Man, did Aguero play too relaxed in the first half?"

As the old captain Cahill gradually faded out of the main lineup, Rudiger became the new leader of Chelsea's defense. After hearing Li Polo's criticism, he bowed his head in shame.

He didn't dare to talk back to Li Poluo, or say:
"Aguero is a top striker. No one can completely freeze him. You said it so easily...you can do it!"

This really cannot be said indiscriminately.

Because Li Polo can change to play central defender at any time!
Lee Polo just criticized him, then turned to Kanter:

"N'Golo, the Belgian (Tintin) is still yours, the Brazilian (Asuka) and the German (Gundoan) are handed over to me and Cesc."

Kanter nodded vigorously with a serious face.

Fabregas, who was named by him, was taken aback for a moment:
[Brother, what can I use to defend the two strong men, Fernandinho and Gundogan? 】

He was about to complain, but immediately reacted:
【Brother doesn't want to make me feel left out, he's doing me a favor on purpose! 】

[Actually, Big Brother can kill those two guys on the opposite side by himself! 】

[My biggest function is to stand in the VIP viewing area and cheer for my brother! 】
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As Lee Polo's number one younger brother, Fabregas' analysis is indeed very reasonable.

After the start of the second half, Li Polo completed the restrictions on Gundogan and Fernandinho by himself.

It is impossible for him to completely prevent Manchester City's two major midfielders from touching the ball with one against two, but as long as they dare to advance to this area, they will fall into a muddy swamp.

On the other side, Kanter, who doesn’t need to be distracted, also made De Bruyne feel great helplessness. The French midfielder stuck to him like a piece of brown sugar, not to mention sending a deadly pass, even if he wanted to take more Every step is difficult!
The midfield was nearly paralyzed, and Manchester City's offensive threat was reduced by more than half. Chelsea gradually took control of the initiative on the field and began to attack the home team's penalty area.

In the 51st minute, Sterling broke through Moses from the left and was blocked, so he could only pass the ball back to the center, but before Fernandinho stretched out his foot to catch the ball, he saw a dark blue afterimage blocking him Got the pass!
"Tsk!"

Fernandinho subconsciously wanted to do some interference, but Li Polo didn't stick to the ball at all, just poked the ball to Fabregas with one kick, and ended the touch.

Unattended, Fabregas raised his bow and set his arrow, and hoisted the ball to the left 40 meters away in the most comfortable posture!
Hazard, who was sitting on the sidelines, stopped the ball with his chest and controlled the ball in one go. He first sprinted 20 meters along the sideline, then dialed the ball continuously with both feet, and then made an emergency stop and changed direction + horizontal inward cut!

Just like the Robben area, the ball king also has his own green channel on the left side of the penalty area!

Lee Polo, who was speeding up and sprinting, suddenly slowed down.

He watched Hazard sway Walker and Laporte away from 20 meters away, and completed the final volley before Otamendi did not get close!

The ball almost bounced off the post and into the net!

5: 3!

Chelsea extend their lead!
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"Eden~~~ Hazard!"

Carragher yelled loudly in the live broadcast room:
"Hazard told the world that Chelsea is not the only superstar in Lee Polo with his wonderful performance of two people in a row!"

"Compared to Li Polo's violent advance purely relying on speed, the Belgian king's way of passing is obviously more technical and pleasing to the eye!"

Neville was very unhappy with his behavior of stepping on a handful, but he couldn't refute it.

After all, even Li Polo himself has to admit that compared to the ability to dribble past people in a small area, there is indeed a big gap between himself and Hazard...

But...it doesn't matter.

Because the next Hazard strained his thigh muscle while kneeling to celebrate, and was limped off the field by his teammates...

Maybe it's because God can't stand it, but there are still people in the Chelsea team that shine brighter than Li Polo!
Even if it's just a goal!

Hazard glanced at Li Polo who was standing on the center line, and felt a strong dissatisfaction in his heart:

[Why can he continue to play football after falling so badly, but I just slipped and knelt and ended up injured? 】

[Is this the real son of luck? 】

[I'm so angry! ! ! 】

[Negative sentiment from Eden Hazard, +777! 】

(End of this chapter)