Chapter 518 Showdown
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Lao Zuo
After comforting his teammates, Lindy glanced at T9 apprehensively!
This own serial predecessor.
When I went to Atletico Madrid, people said that I was Calderon's third prince.
When I went to Liverpool, people had to start thinking again.
Now the guy has gone to Chelsea.
A former car mechanic who now joins a car dealership.
Can Daniel Agger and Coates stop the serial impact of Holy Baby T9 and African Warcraft?
Judging by the appearance just now, I am afraid it is very difficult.
The game went on and Liverpool didn't play the attack they wanted.
The midfielders Lindy, Lucas, and Henderson stand in parallel, and the combination of Gerrard in front cannot be said to be weak.
But here lies the problem. Lindy is too afraid of the strength of the opponent's two top strikers, so he doesn't dare to attack at will.
The game time is 7 minutes.
Lindy was also organized in the midfield, and he seemed calm and unhurried in the face of the Blues' magic lamp.
Since training with Sauron, Lindy's kicks and ball control have become more general-like.
Pulling the ball back with his right foot, he was about to turn around in a sideways gesture, deceiving Lampard into the wrong direction.
Lindy turned around again and sent a beautiful through ball to Henderson.
Lampard, who was on the sidelines, was a little dizzy, which is a bit different from what the head coach said.
I have a feeling of facing Pirlo.
Just, very stable.
Henderson took the ball in the frontcourt and did not choose to break through Hazard, who was one year younger than him.
After splitting the ball quickly, he continued to advance.
Because Lindy said that if he breaks through and dribbles indiscriminately, the supreme VIP card will be confiscated immediately!
Johnson on the wing took the lead with his right foot, regardless of who the person in front of him was, and rushed forward quickly.
Liverpool's lineup is to rely on the forward assists of the two full-backs, otherwise the offense will not be able to play.
But now, the scene suddenly burst into cheers.
Yes, the Johnsons passed, but the ball didn't.
And the blue figure running wildly with the ball is undoubtedly his national team partner:
Ashley Cole, one of the best left-backs in England's history, known as [moving goal post] and the world's number one left-back at his peak!
Chelsea Old Boys, 31, went wild in the rain.
"go back!"
Lindy didn't even have time to organize the defense, the blue figure crossed the midfield as if blending into the rain.
The raindrops in the sky reflect the splendor of the blue stadium, making those blue figures running in the rain feel like a fish in water.
Coates tries to go to Radrogba's arm.
But the slickness of the rain made his movement look more like an arm massage.
Danger!
Danger!
Danger!
Even in the rain, Lindy felt his hairs stand on end.
"Om~~~~"
The raindrops in front of him were frozen in the air, and Lindy could even see other people's faces through the reflection of those small water droplets.
The next moment, his entire world was flooded with flashing red.
The drops of rain were like blood, filling his world.
A streak of scarlet suddenly appeared
【God-level prediction】
Starting from Ashley Cole who rushed towards him, the scarlet took off directly and found Drogba on the edge of the penalty area.
Finally, after ups and downs on the spot, he flew directly into the goal.
What the hell!
This is not giving yourself a chance at all.
Running out of time, Lindy directly lifted the [God-level Prediction] status manually, and shoveled directly at Ashley Cole.
Turf: Slippery!
[Youth with Three Stripes]: Slide faster by 10%!
【Speed】: 92!
Liverpool 6, apply to take off!
"Oh!"
"Bang~"
The whole audience exclaimed!
The man and the ball on the turf all disappeared.
Only a deep mark was left, as if it had been crushed by some heavy object.
"Oh my god, this is...should it be all right?" Pony covered his mouth in surprise, no matter how many times he watched this scene, he still felt terrified.
"I don't know if there is anything wrong with them, but there is a high probability that this billboard needs to be replaced, and there are sparks on the side!"
Lao Zhan adjusted his glasses: "Looking at the slow-motion replay, the two should not be injured. Lindy tackled the football at the moment of passing the ball, and Ashley Cole was just rushed off the field by the way."
Having said that, the shock that this picture brought to the fans at the scene cannot be described in a few words.
The intermittent boos and the horrified faces of front-line fans right behind the billboards speak for themselves.
For the first time, the gentlemen in London felt the violent oppression brought by the Northwest Frontier.
This is the shock that Lindy's defense brought to the fans.
Maybe other people just lamented the sophistication of this defense, but Lindy knew that it only took one second at night.
The consequences are unimaginable.
"groove!"
Lindy quickly got up and slapped his chest at the sidelines with a low growl.
Then he ignored the fans who reacted to him and left directly.
Ashley Cole, who had just found his youthful feeling, patted his clothes and got up, and glanced at the completely black billboard.
"What's going to happen with this guy and Drogba?"
The game continues.
But once the prelude to passion is opened, it can no longer be stopped.
The game time is 11 minutes.
Giroud receives a back-heel pass from Gerrard outside the box.
Backed by Terry's defense, Giroud gritted his teeth and came directly to France, who turned around and muttered: "I hate green hats the most!"
"Oh!"
The football flew straight to the goal, but the shot was too direct.
Cech bowed and held the ball tightly in his arms.
Glancing at the field in front of him, he took two quick steps and threw the football with his right hand.
"Oh!"
The football quickly flew upfield.
Offensive and defensive flag!
"Chelsea's counterattack is coming!"
"Torres!"
"Drogba!"
"It's hard to imagine what it's like to have two top center forwards charge at the same time. Today, we finally saw it."
"Torres, who has just returned from injury, looks very good."
"Ooh, Coates, poor Coates."
"Drogba's control of the landing point made Coates, who is 191 tall, only stretch out his hand to signal a foul."
"2 on 1 up front...and Lindy, he's trying to get back!"
"Drogba, will he pass the ball or hit the goal?"
"Pass the ball! Torres!"
Just when the fans were so excited that they were going to explode, the red figure finally intercepted Torres in the penalty area.
Now, not only the Blues fans at the scene are excited, but even the neutral fans who are following the game are about to explode with excitement.
[Atletico Madrid's Stamford Bridge Derby! 】
The duel between the two former Atletico captains.
Lindy glanced at Torres who was at his peak at this time, and his mind was as calm as water.
And T9 Torres felt that his condition had never been so good, whether it was the rain or the people in front of him.
They are all objects to defeat!
The raindrops in the sky seemed to fall more slowly.
The movements of the two are played frame by frame in their respective eyes.
Torres sank to the right and bowed his right foot at the same time, making a gesture of passing someone from the outside.
Lindy stared into his eyes, unmoved.
In the next second, Torres quickly switched to the left, like a tumbler, testing back and forth.
Lindy still didn't move.
And every second of delay is a waste of opportunity.
Torres moved!
Straight to the front!
T9!
Sailing fast, never turning a corner!
At the moment
Lindy moved too!
This is the first head-to-head confrontation between the two sides.
In an instant, the sky suddenly became dark.
The rain that was supposed to fall was staying in front of everyone's eyes, blurring people's vision.
There is no two figures crossing each other!
In this duel, only one person can stand to the end!
"Uh!"
It's not the popping sound of a shot.
It was the sound of pain caused by the person falling to the ground, which only Lindy could hear.
This figure, falling on his ears, was actually a bit pleasant?
The much-anticipated duel came so suddenly, and ended so suddenly.
The rain from the sky suddenly fell.
People only saw the blurry red figure, stepping on the football with his right foot.
Like a victorious general, he doesn't even look at the opponent he knocked down.
A wave of hands!
Liverpool, attack!
......
This own serial predecessor.
When I went to Atletico Madrid, people said that I was Calderon's third prince.
When I went to Liverpool, people had to start thinking again.
Now the guy has gone to Chelsea.
A former car mechanic who now joins a car dealership.
Can Daniel Agger and Coates stop the serial impact of Holy Baby T9 and African Warcraft?
Judging by the appearance just now, I am afraid it is very difficult.
The game went on and Liverpool didn't play the attack they wanted.
The midfielders Lindy, Lucas, and Henderson stand in parallel, and the combination of Gerrard in front cannot be said to be weak.
But here lies the problem. Lindy is too afraid of the strength of the opponent's two top strikers, so he doesn't dare to attack at will.
The game time is 7 minutes.
Lindy was also organized in the midfield, and he seemed calm and unhurried in the face of the Blues' magic lamp.
Since training with Sauron, Lindy's kicks and ball control have become more general-like.
Pulling the ball back with his right foot, he was about to turn around in a sideways gesture, deceiving Lampard into the wrong direction.
Lindy turned around again and sent a beautiful through ball to Henderson.
Lampard, who was on the sidelines, was a little dizzy, which is a bit different from what the head coach said.
I have a feeling of facing Pirlo.
Just, very stable.
Henderson took the ball in the frontcourt and did not choose to break through Hazard, who was one year younger than him.
After splitting the ball quickly, he continued to advance.
Because Lindy said that if he breaks through and dribbles indiscriminately, the supreme VIP card will be confiscated immediately!
Johnson on the wing took the lead with his right foot, regardless of who the person in front of him was, and rushed forward quickly.
Liverpool's lineup is to rely on the forward assists of the two full-backs, otherwise the offense will not be able to play.
But now, the scene suddenly burst into cheers.
Yes, the Johnsons passed, but the ball didn't.
And the blue figure running wildly with the ball is undoubtedly his national team partner:
Ashley Cole, one of the best left-backs in England's history, known as [moving goal post] and the world's number one left-back at his peak!
Chelsea Old Boys, 31, went wild in the rain.
"go back!"
Lindy didn't even have time to organize the defense, the blue figure crossed the midfield as if blending into the rain.
The raindrops in the sky reflect the splendor of the blue stadium, making those blue figures running in the rain feel like a fish in water.
Coates tries to go to Radrogba's arm.
But the slickness of the rain made his movement look more like an arm massage.
Danger!
Danger!
Danger!
Even in the rain, Lindy felt his hairs stand on end.
"Om~~~~"
The raindrops in front of him were frozen in the air, and Lindy could even see other people's faces through the reflection of those small water droplets.
The next moment, his entire world was flooded with flashing red.
The drops of rain were like blood, filling his world.
A streak of scarlet suddenly appeared
【God-level prediction】
Starting from Ashley Cole who rushed towards him, the scarlet took off directly and found Drogba on the edge of the penalty area.
Finally, after ups and downs on the spot, he flew directly into the goal.
What the hell!
This is not giving yourself a chance at all.
Running out of time, Lindy directly lifted the [God-level Prediction] status manually, and shoveled directly at Ashley Cole.
Turf: Slippery!
[Youth with Three Stripes]: Slide faster by 10%!
【Speed】: 92!
Liverpool 6, apply to take off!
"Oh!"
"Bang~"
The whole audience exclaimed!
The man and the ball on the turf all disappeared.
Only a deep mark was left, as if it had been crushed by some heavy object.
"Oh my god, this is...should it be all right?" Pony covered his mouth in surprise, no matter how many times he watched this scene, he still felt terrified.
"I don't know if there is anything wrong with them, but there is a high probability that this billboard needs to be replaced, and there are sparks on the side!"
Lao Zhan adjusted his glasses: "Looking at the slow-motion replay, the two should not be injured. Lindy tackled the football at the moment of passing the ball, and Ashley Cole was just rushed off the field by the way."
Having said that, the shock that this picture brought to the fans at the scene cannot be described in a few words.
The intermittent boos and the horrified faces of front-line fans right behind the billboards speak for themselves.
For the first time, the gentlemen in London felt the violent oppression brought by the Northwest Frontier.
This is the shock that Lindy's defense brought to the fans.
Maybe other people just lamented the sophistication of this defense, but Lindy knew that it only took one second at night.
The consequences are unimaginable.
"groove!"
Lindy quickly got up and slapped his chest at the sidelines with a low growl.
Then he ignored the fans who reacted to him and left directly.
Ashley Cole, who had just found his youthful feeling, patted his clothes and got up, and glanced at the completely black billboard.
"What's going to happen with this guy and Drogba?"
The game continues.
But once the prelude to passion is opened, it can no longer be stopped.
The game time is 11 minutes.
Giroud receives a back-heel pass from Gerrard outside the box.
Backed by Terry's defense, Giroud gritted his teeth and came directly to France, who turned around and muttered: "I hate green hats the most!"
"Oh!"
The football flew straight to the goal, but the shot was too direct.
Cech bowed and held the ball tightly in his arms.
Glancing at the field in front of him, he took two quick steps and threw the football with his right hand.
"Oh!"
The football quickly flew upfield.
Offensive and defensive flag!
"Chelsea's counterattack is coming!"
"Torres!"
"Drogba!"
"It's hard to imagine what it's like to have two top center forwards charge at the same time. Today, we finally saw it."
"Torres, who has just returned from injury, looks very good."
"Ooh, Coates, poor Coates."
"Drogba's control of the landing point made Coates, who is 191 tall, only stretch out his hand to signal a foul."
"2 on 1 up front...and Lindy, he's trying to get back!"
"Drogba, will he pass the ball or hit the goal?"
"Pass the ball! Torres!"
Just when the fans were so excited that they were going to explode, the red figure finally intercepted Torres in the penalty area.
Now, not only the Blues fans at the scene are excited, but even the neutral fans who are following the game are about to explode with excitement.
[Atletico Madrid's Stamford Bridge Derby! 】
The duel between the two former Atletico captains.
Lindy glanced at Torres who was at his peak at this time, and his mind was as calm as water.
And T9 Torres felt that his condition had never been so good, whether it was the rain or the people in front of him.
They are all objects to defeat!
The raindrops in the sky seemed to fall more slowly.
The movements of the two are played frame by frame in their respective eyes.
Torres sank to the right and bowed his right foot at the same time, making a gesture of passing someone from the outside.
Lindy stared into his eyes, unmoved.
In the next second, Torres quickly switched to the left, like a tumbler, testing back and forth.
Lindy still didn't move.
And every second of delay is a waste of opportunity.
Torres moved!
Straight to the front!
T9!
Sailing fast, never turning a corner!
At the moment
Lindy moved too!
This is the first head-to-head confrontation between the two sides.
In an instant, the sky suddenly became dark.
The rain that was supposed to fall was staying in front of everyone's eyes, blurring people's vision.
There is no two figures crossing each other!
In this duel, only one person can stand to the end!
"Uh!"
It's not the popping sound of a shot.
It was the sound of pain caused by the person falling to the ground, which only Lindy could hear.
This figure, falling on his ears, was actually a bit pleasant?
The much-anticipated duel came so suddenly, and ended so suddenly.
The rain from the sky suddenly fell.
People only saw the blurry red figure, stepping on the football with his right foot.
Like a victorious general, he doesn't even look at the opponent he knocked down.
A wave of hands!
Liverpool, attack!
......
