Chapter 1090 Perfect Perfect or Perfect
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San Bi Xiao Dao Li
Chapter 1090 Perfect Perfect or Perfect
"The speed of Messi, who is running at full speed, is actually quite fast."
Unlike the top group of speed forwards, Messi's overall quality is quite good except for confrontation.
When he took the ball and flew all the way, Walcott and Alexander Song quickly surrounded him. At the same time, Sania also firmly implemented the professor's arrangement and began to move closer to Messi.
Don't give your opponent a one-on-one chance, if you want to defend, just defend to death.
"Three people surrounded, Messi had to slow down, his position was a bit awkward."
Bringing the ball to the center of Arsenal's midfield near the left sideline, Messi finally realized his situation, but he didn't seem too flustered.
"Drawing the ball towards the sideline, Messi maintained the angle of holding the ball, pulled the ball to avoid Walcott's kick, and directly smashed the ball into the opponent's leg, out of bounds, and Barcelona won a frontcourt sideline ball."
Continue to keep the ball in his own hands, and Messi, who has observed that the Gunners' defense line is not messed up at all, has no idea of forcibly expending energy to break through.
After creating a throw-in, he continued to run directly along the wing, and Mascherano behind him also ran at the fastest speed.
"Throw the ball directly! Messi turned around and tried to stop the ball with his chest, Sagna! With one kick, the ball was kicked out of the sideline again."
Interrupting the opponent's rhythm again, Sagna quickly stuck Messi after the ball went out of bounds this time, which made Mascherano no longer choose to serve this way.
When the ball was thrown into the middle, Harvey, who was against Alexander Song, failed to win. He was squeezed aside by Alexander Song and lost the ball.
At this point, the weakness of the Barcelona players' overall soft style of play seems to be coming to the fore again.
"Alexander Song Li carried Harvey to score the ball, and the ball was given diagonally to Xiaofa. This is Arsenal's counterattack opportunity, Xiaofa dribbled the ball to kill halftime!"
Before Liu Jianhong had time to say something about the failure of Barcelona's attack, Arsenal launched their attack. Seeing Xiaofa and the Gunners in front of him rushing forward, everyone quickly drew their attention back.
"Keita kept pushing forward with the ball, but Keita didn't dare to rush up. He followed Xiaofa and moved the ball to the left. Afeng got the ball and even stopped and dribbled! He pushed Iniesta away and killed!!!"
In the sports battle, the Gunners' passing success rate and breakthrough ability are amazing in the entire Premier League and even the entire European football. They scored quite a lot in counterattacks.
"Fast and lightning! Faster than Messi, no, it's obviously much, much faster. Afeng's wide open and close balls are very much like Kaka at his peak."
Seeing Liu Feng, who is in his early 1.8 meters, galloping across the field with long legs, this way of dribbling the ball, which is completely different from Messi's lingering and micro-stepping, made the away Gunners fans shout excitedly.
"Maple! Maple! Maple!!!"
Under such momentum, Liu Feng quickly met his second opponent, Alves. The full-back did not stop him in the first half of the game.
"The speed slowly slowed down. Afeng met Alves who was standing diagonally. To continue to approach the goal, he had to eliminate the opponent in front of him."
Seeing Liu Feng and Alves look at each other, Liu Jianhong felt obviously nervous.
"Swipe the ball with the right foot, do the same with the left foot, repeat, push the ball out with the right foot!"
Seeing that Liu Feng wanted to use his speed to kill him, Alves quickly made a decision, and he strode towards the direction of Liu Feng's push to block the ball.
Then, as if the ball was playing a joke on him, when it rolled to the limit distance that Liu Feng's right foot could control, it rolled mischievously to the left.
"Flick the tail! I didn't notice it at all. Afeng's movements were extremely extreme. He passed the dumbfounded Alves. Haha, Afeng reproduced the famous stunt of Ronaldinho, the former core of Barcelona at the Nou Camp."
Alves was not the only one who was stupefied. The Barcelona fans at the scene were also a little stunned. They watched Liu Feng pass by Alves with ease, then smiled and buckled over to Butzquez who was charging too hard.
"It's so resembling! Hahaha, the incomparably natural extraordinary movements, like an elf on the court, A Feng's extraordinary life is getting more and more comfortable."
On the pitch, Liu Feng, who had already entered his own state, no longer saw anyone in his eyes. After passing Butzkes, all he saw was the goal behind Pique who was rushing desperately.
"Take the ball with your right foot, stand still with your left foot, follow up with your right foot and hit the goal directly!!!"
"Bang!!!"
When the state comes, don't bear it anymore. Liu Feng has the unlimited right to fire Arsenal's frontcourt. In other words, he can shoot as much as he wants, and no one can say anything.
"He hit the goal directly in front of Pique's face!!! The ball flew high and passed over Pique's head who was trying to block it, and it turned out to be a curve ball!"
"Shh!"
Valdez, standing in front of Barcelona's goal, watched the ball fly towards him. He thought that the ball would definitely be hugged by him, but he discovered the change of the ball's angle in the next moment.
With the change faster and bigger, until.
"The net was raised behind Valdez, he saw the goal like a wooden man, it's in!!! Perfect curve ball, perfect outside instep!!!"
"Roar!"
Turning around and rushing to kneel in front of the stands of his expedition fans, the sharp-eyed Liu Feng saw the Piacenza teammates sitting in the front row of the stands.
"Captain!!! Well done!!!"
"Brother Feng is awesome!"
Gan Suo and Wu Lei stood up and kept waving to themselves. Sitting next to them were Cassia, Scarpelli and others.
And in the stands above them, the dazzling five-star red flag flew up again at this moment, and the never-absent Chinese fans followed Liu Feng's footsteps all the way from London to Catalonia.
"Exciting goal, A Feng broke through layers of obstacles before this goal, first Kaka and then Ronaldinho, he has too many characteristics of a superstar."
Liu Jianhong recalled the goal just now, and his heart was turbulent.
"But no matter what he does, he is especially outstanding. He belongs to our Super Maple, and he is a unique existence!"
"Nice job!"
On the court, the game time had just come to 52 minutes, and the Gunners players surrounded Liu Feng after he slid and knelt, and kept rubbing his hairstyle.
Arsenal's crazy celebration continued, and the embarrassing and silent ones became the Barcelona players again.
The score was equalized, and for Arsenal, they already had two away goals. This scene reminded the Barcelona players of the thrilling scene in the last round of the Champions League.
Chapter 1 here!Thank you for your great support! ! !
(End of this chapter)
"The speed of Messi, who is running at full speed, is actually quite fast."
Unlike the top group of speed forwards, Messi's overall quality is quite good except for confrontation.
When he took the ball and flew all the way, Walcott and Alexander Song quickly surrounded him. At the same time, Sania also firmly implemented the professor's arrangement and began to move closer to Messi.
Don't give your opponent a one-on-one chance, if you want to defend, just defend to death.
"Three people surrounded, Messi had to slow down, his position was a bit awkward."
Bringing the ball to the center of Arsenal's midfield near the left sideline, Messi finally realized his situation, but he didn't seem too flustered.
"Drawing the ball towards the sideline, Messi maintained the angle of holding the ball, pulled the ball to avoid Walcott's kick, and directly smashed the ball into the opponent's leg, out of bounds, and Barcelona won a frontcourt sideline ball."
Continue to keep the ball in his own hands, and Messi, who has observed that the Gunners' defense line is not messed up at all, has no idea of forcibly expending energy to break through.
After creating a throw-in, he continued to run directly along the wing, and Mascherano behind him also ran at the fastest speed.
"Throw the ball directly! Messi turned around and tried to stop the ball with his chest, Sagna! With one kick, the ball was kicked out of the sideline again."
Interrupting the opponent's rhythm again, Sagna quickly stuck Messi after the ball went out of bounds this time, which made Mascherano no longer choose to serve this way.
When the ball was thrown into the middle, Harvey, who was against Alexander Song, failed to win. He was squeezed aside by Alexander Song and lost the ball.
At this point, the weakness of the Barcelona players' overall soft style of play seems to be coming to the fore again.
"Alexander Song Li carried Harvey to score the ball, and the ball was given diagonally to Xiaofa. This is Arsenal's counterattack opportunity, Xiaofa dribbled the ball to kill halftime!"
Before Liu Jianhong had time to say something about the failure of Barcelona's attack, Arsenal launched their attack. Seeing Xiaofa and the Gunners in front of him rushing forward, everyone quickly drew their attention back.
"Keita kept pushing forward with the ball, but Keita didn't dare to rush up. He followed Xiaofa and moved the ball to the left. Afeng got the ball and even stopped and dribbled! He pushed Iniesta away and killed!!!"
In the sports battle, the Gunners' passing success rate and breakthrough ability are amazing in the entire Premier League and even the entire European football. They scored quite a lot in counterattacks.
"Fast and lightning! Faster than Messi, no, it's obviously much, much faster. Afeng's wide open and close balls are very much like Kaka at his peak."
Seeing Liu Feng, who is in his early 1.8 meters, galloping across the field with long legs, this way of dribbling the ball, which is completely different from Messi's lingering and micro-stepping, made the away Gunners fans shout excitedly.
"Maple! Maple! Maple!!!"
Under such momentum, Liu Feng quickly met his second opponent, Alves. The full-back did not stop him in the first half of the game.
"The speed slowly slowed down. Afeng met Alves who was standing diagonally. To continue to approach the goal, he had to eliminate the opponent in front of him."
Seeing Liu Feng and Alves look at each other, Liu Jianhong felt obviously nervous.
"Swipe the ball with the right foot, do the same with the left foot, repeat, push the ball out with the right foot!"
Seeing that Liu Feng wanted to use his speed to kill him, Alves quickly made a decision, and he strode towards the direction of Liu Feng's push to block the ball.
Then, as if the ball was playing a joke on him, when it rolled to the limit distance that Liu Feng's right foot could control, it rolled mischievously to the left.
"Flick the tail! I didn't notice it at all. Afeng's movements were extremely extreme. He passed the dumbfounded Alves. Haha, Afeng reproduced the famous stunt of Ronaldinho, the former core of Barcelona at the Nou Camp."
Alves was not the only one who was stupefied. The Barcelona fans at the scene were also a little stunned. They watched Liu Feng pass by Alves with ease, then smiled and buckled over to Butzquez who was charging too hard.
"It's so resembling! Hahaha, the incomparably natural extraordinary movements, like an elf on the court, A Feng's extraordinary life is getting more and more comfortable."
On the pitch, Liu Feng, who had already entered his own state, no longer saw anyone in his eyes. After passing Butzkes, all he saw was the goal behind Pique who was rushing desperately.
"Take the ball with your right foot, stand still with your left foot, follow up with your right foot and hit the goal directly!!!"
"Bang!!!"
When the state comes, don't bear it anymore. Liu Feng has the unlimited right to fire Arsenal's frontcourt. In other words, he can shoot as much as he wants, and no one can say anything.
"He hit the goal directly in front of Pique's face!!! The ball flew high and passed over Pique's head who was trying to block it, and it turned out to be a curve ball!"
"Shh!"
Valdez, standing in front of Barcelona's goal, watched the ball fly towards him. He thought that the ball would definitely be hugged by him, but he discovered the change of the ball's angle in the next moment.
With the change faster and bigger, until.
"The net was raised behind Valdez, he saw the goal like a wooden man, it's in!!! Perfect curve ball, perfect outside instep!!!"
"Roar!"
Turning around and rushing to kneel in front of the stands of his expedition fans, the sharp-eyed Liu Feng saw the Piacenza teammates sitting in the front row of the stands.
"Captain!!! Well done!!!"
"Brother Feng is awesome!"
Gan Suo and Wu Lei stood up and kept waving to themselves. Sitting next to them were Cassia, Scarpelli and others.
And in the stands above them, the dazzling five-star red flag flew up again at this moment, and the never-absent Chinese fans followed Liu Feng's footsteps all the way from London to Catalonia.
"Exciting goal, A Feng broke through layers of obstacles before this goal, first Kaka and then Ronaldinho, he has too many characteristics of a superstar."
Liu Jianhong recalled the goal just now, and his heart was turbulent.
"But no matter what he does, he is especially outstanding. He belongs to our Super Maple, and he is a unique existence!"
"Nice job!"
On the court, the game time had just come to 52 minutes, and the Gunners players surrounded Liu Feng after he slid and knelt, and kept rubbing his hairstyle.
Arsenal's crazy celebration continued, and the embarrassing and silent ones became the Barcelona players again.
The score was equalized, and for Arsenal, they already had two away goals. This scene reminded the Barcelona players of the thrilling scene in the last round of the Champions League.
Chapter 1 here!Thank you for your great support! ! !
(End of this chapter)
