Chapter 1043 The Battle of Light (1)
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Lao Zuo
If there is a camera above the football, it can be clearly seen that the football is rotating at high speed in the air.
In front of the football is a half-jumped human wall.
The astonished reactions and terrified gazes were all in sight.
In the stands not far away, the fans raised their necks and cast their expectant eyes here.
The football continued on its way, passing smoothly over the wall.
The guy who jumped the highest seemed to have a little too much wax on his head.
There is no him, because he is as dazzling as the reflection of the bald man next to him.
Further forward, a figure in a yellow shirt was already standing in front of the goal, seeming to welcome its arrival.
But at this moment, the football that was heading straight for the upper left corner suddenly dropped.
The camera followed the football and saw the stiff expression on the goalkeeper's face and the deep fear in his eyes.
"Shh!"
When football finally had close contact with the king, the atmosphere on the scene was finally ignited.
Countless figures leaping up in the stands are Kop players wearing red jerseys.
But in front of the TV, they are even more excited.
I know, I don't know.
They all embraced in front of this wonderful goal.
It's just that those guys in the bar are very thoughtful, and they only use the bright headlights to hug you.
Feeling the numbness in their chests as if they were constantly being hit by an airbag, they thanked Lindy for his shocking foot.
"Easy as a frightened bird, graceful as a swimming dragon!"
"2 to 1!"
"Liverpool, who played one less player, finally overtook the score. Today, the sky over Lisbon is flying a red flag!"
"At this moment, Lindy is not fighting alone, just like the Liverpool team song says, you never walk alone."
Seeing the football fly into the goal, Lindy opened his arms and roared towards the corner flag.
"Fuck!"
The teammates following behind also rushed over shouting "Fuck".
The Red Army slipped and kneeled in the phalanx!
Seeing this scene, Carragher stood up directly from the commentary box and gave a fierce uppercut.
"Lindy did it, he did it, Liverpool turned Real Madrid."
"My God, it's incredible. Please remember this historic scene and this name."
I don't know why, Gary Neville looked at the excited Carragher and Lindy who was celebrating his goal with his teammates on the field.
Feeling very uncomfortable, he murmured softly:
"With today's Manchester United team, can they still play like this with the giants and strong teams when they are playing one less player and falling behind in the score?"
But he immediately shook his head, a bitter smile even appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Who can compare with the BOSS, not even anyone!"
Carragher didn't notice the change in Gary Neville, he was like an ordinary fan, celebrating to his heart's content.
Mourinho and others on the sidelines have already embraced together.
With such a score, even he couldn't control himself.
Only the world where Flores was injured, reached.
"Damn, it's such a familiar scene."
He beckoned and asked Di Maria to warm up. There was still time, and he still hadn't finished playing cards.
Seeing the coach's gesture, Di Maria was a little emotional and planned to tear off the substitute jersey, but at this time the veteran Arveiroa got up.
He pressed Di Maria's arm: "The boss wants you to warm up."
With just one sentence, Di Maria calmed down. Looking at his teammates who looked at him with strange eyes, he smiled awkwardly.
The game restarts.
Contrary to Lindy's expectations, Ronaldo's eyes became very strange at this time.
He didn't have the kind of anger and desperate fight he imagined, but just glanced at everyone in Liverpool with a cold expression.
Turning around again, without speaking, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
At this moment, the Real Madrid players seemed to understand something.
Modric, Casemiro, Alonso, Bale, Pepe... everyone nodded towards Ronaldo.
They naturally understand what this means.
[Pure White Legion-Adversity Mode]
With the support of his teammates, Ronaldo suddenly raised his hands and waved upwards after turning around.
Although it was not at the Bernabéu, with Ronaldo's continuous agitation, nearly 2 Real Madrid fans who came to the scene began to shout wildly:
"Halamadrid!"
"Halamadrid!"
"Halamadrid!"
The cheers were louder and louder, giving everyone at the scene the illusion of being at the Bernabeu.
Florentino on the VIP stand slightly opened his lips, as if he was also shouting.
But his brain made an amazing decision 1 minute ago. If Liverpool in front of him is a threat, it is only now.
The game restarts.
Real Madrid on the field seemed to be trapped in the city for several months, swarming out of the city gate and rushing towards Liverpool's camp.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The astonishing cheers were like the drums on the top of the city, injecting supreme courage into the pure white soldiers who charged forward.
On the sidelines of the court, in this atmosphere, Flores and the players have long been unable to sit still.
Even if there are factions on the top of the mountain, they must stand up at this time.
They stood on the sidelines and cheered for the players on the field together.
Even Di Maria, who was warming up, applauded Marcelo who rushed forward: "Brother, come on!"
Lindy suddenly felt that the Real Madrid players in front of him were no longer individual players, but fused together, like a brutal polar bear, but all the hairs on his body stood on end.
"Antoine, come back!"
When Lindy finished shouting this sentence, he suddenly looked to the sidelines.
Mourinho has already taken him one step ahead, so that Lucas, Coutinho, Skrtel, Jose Enrique and others have all been called out to warm up.
Even Ronaldinho was called to warm up.
Adjustments seem to be made all the time.
Lindy knew that facing such a team, he couldn't just defend and not attack.
There will be loopholes in any iron wall.
Not to mention in front of a team like Real Madrid.
"Jamie, I leave the right lane to you!"
Real Madrid is still focusing on breakthroughs on the two wings. After all, the center is guarded by Lindy himself, so there is no need to touch this brow.
"Antoine, change sides, go to the left, block the route, and foul in advance if necessary!"
"Harry, stand in your position, you don't need to come out ahead of time, I'm in the middle!"
"Glenn, don't press too high, stick to the bottom line, that guy's backfoot shot is similar to Harry's!"
Maguire, who was actively running around, almost stumbled when he heard the words, "What do you mean by an upside-down shot that is similar to me? Is it similar to my smooth foot or what?"
But Lindy ignored them and continued to set up defense.
"Luis, go and keep an eye on Alonso!"
After the explanation, Lindy stood in the middle of the formation, quietly waiting for the final challenge.
......
In front of the football is a half-jumped human wall.
The astonished reactions and terrified gazes were all in sight.
In the stands not far away, the fans raised their necks and cast their expectant eyes here.
The football continued on its way, passing smoothly over the wall.
The guy who jumped the highest seemed to have a little too much wax on his head.
There is no him, because he is as dazzling as the reflection of the bald man next to him.
Further forward, a figure in a yellow shirt was already standing in front of the goal, seeming to welcome its arrival.
But at this moment, the football that was heading straight for the upper left corner suddenly dropped.
The camera followed the football and saw the stiff expression on the goalkeeper's face and the deep fear in his eyes.
"Shh!"
When football finally had close contact with the king, the atmosphere on the scene was finally ignited.
Countless figures leaping up in the stands are Kop players wearing red jerseys.
But in front of the TV, they are even more excited.
I know, I don't know.
They all embraced in front of this wonderful goal.
It's just that those guys in the bar are very thoughtful, and they only use the bright headlights to hug you.
Feeling the numbness in their chests as if they were constantly being hit by an airbag, they thanked Lindy for his shocking foot.
"Easy as a frightened bird, graceful as a swimming dragon!"
"2 to 1!"
"Liverpool, who played one less player, finally overtook the score. Today, the sky over Lisbon is flying a red flag!"
"At this moment, Lindy is not fighting alone, just like the Liverpool team song says, you never walk alone."
Seeing the football fly into the goal, Lindy opened his arms and roared towards the corner flag.
"Fuck!"
The teammates following behind also rushed over shouting "Fuck".
The Red Army slipped and kneeled in the phalanx!
Seeing this scene, Carragher stood up directly from the commentary box and gave a fierce uppercut.
"Lindy did it, he did it, Liverpool turned Real Madrid."
"My God, it's incredible. Please remember this historic scene and this name."
I don't know why, Gary Neville looked at the excited Carragher and Lindy who was celebrating his goal with his teammates on the field.
Feeling very uncomfortable, he murmured softly:
"With today's Manchester United team, can they still play like this with the giants and strong teams when they are playing one less player and falling behind in the score?"
But he immediately shook his head, a bitter smile even appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Who can compare with the BOSS, not even anyone!"
Carragher didn't notice the change in Gary Neville, he was like an ordinary fan, celebrating to his heart's content.
Mourinho and others on the sidelines have already embraced together.
With such a score, even he couldn't control himself.
Only the world where Flores was injured, reached.
"Damn, it's such a familiar scene."
He beckoned and asked Di Maria to warm up. There was still time, and he still hadn't finished playing cards.
Seeing the coach's gesture, Di Maria was a little emotional and planned to tear off the substitute jersey, but at this time the veteran Arveiroa got up.
He pressed Di Maria's arm: "The boss wants you to warm up."
With just one sentence, Di Maria calmed down. Looking at his teammates who looked at him with strange eyes, he smiled awkwardly.
The game restarts.
Contrary to Lindy's expectations, Ronaldo's eyes became very strange at this time.
He didn't have the kind of anger and desperate fight he imagined, but just glanced at everyone in Liverpool with a cold expression.
Turning around again, without speaking, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
At this moment, the Real Madrid players seemed to understand something.
Modric, Casemiro, Alonso, Bale, Pepe... everyone nodded towards Ronaldo.
They naturally understand what this means.
[Pure White Legion-Adversity Mode]
With the support of his teammates, Ronaldo suddenly raised his hands and waved upwards after turning around.
Although it was not at the Bernabéu, with Ronaldo's continuous agitation, nearly 2 Real Madrid fans who came to the scene began to shout wildly:
"Halamadrid!"
"Halamadrid!"
"Halamadrid!"
The cheers were louder and louder, giving everyone at the scene the illusion of being at the Bernabeu.
Florentino on the VIP stand slightly opened his lips, as if he was also shouting.
But his brain made an amazing decision 1 minute ago. If Liverpool in front of him is a threat, it is only now.
The game restarts.
Real Madrid on the field seemed to be trapped in the city for several months, swarming out of the city gate and rushing towards Liverpool's camp.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The astonishing cheers were like the drums on the top of the city, injecting supreme courage into the pure white soldiers who charged forward.
On the sidelines of the court, in this atmosphere, Flores and the players have long been unable to sit still.
Even if there are factions on the top of the mountain, they must stand up at this time.
They stood on the sidelines and cheered for the players on the field together.
Even Di Maria, who was warming up, applauded Marcelo who rushed forward: "Brother, come on!"
Lindy suddenly felt that the Real Madrid players in front of him were no longer individual players, but fused together, like a brutal polar bear, but all the hairs on his body stood on end.
"Antoine, come back!"
When Lindy finished shouting this sentence, he suddenly looked to the sidelines.
Mourinho has already taken him one step ahead, so that Lucas, Coutinho, Skrtel, Jose Enrique and others have all been called out to warm up.
Even Ronaldinho was called to warm up.
Adjustments seem to be made all the time.
Lindy knew that facing such a team, he couldn't just defend and not attack.
There will be loopholes in any iron wall.
Not to mention in front of a team like Real Madrid.
"Jamie, I leave the right lane to you!"
Real Madrid is still focusing on breakthroughs on the two wings. After all, the center is guarded by Lindy himself, so there is no need to touch this brow.
"Antoine, change sides, go to the left, block the route, and foul in advance if necessary!"
"Harry, stand in your position, you don't need to come out ahead of time, I'm in the middle!"
"Glenn, don't press too high, stick to the bottom line, that guy's backfoot shot is similar to Harry's!"
Maguire, who was actively running around, almost stumbled when he heard the words, "What do you mean by an upside-down shot that is similar to me? Is it similar to my smooth foot or what?"
But Lindy ignored them and continued to set up defense.
"Luis, go and keep an eye on Alonso!"
After the explanation, Lindy stood in the middle of the formation, quietly waiting for the final challenge.
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