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The football field became quiet again, and the ball hit the net as promised, simply and neatly.
"That is the devil who is born for football. No one can stop him from scoring goals. What kind of adjustments will AC Milan make? From 3 to 0 to 3 to 2, the score is getting closer quickly, and there is a tendency to overtake. This The game that should have ended in the first half has now regained its vitality." The host analyzed the situation on the court in a professional tone, and his face was full of excitement.
The guests around me couldn't help but wonder, did this guy buy a few tickets for Chenlong's goal? He was so excited. Silly ×, even if he bought it, he shouldn't be so excited. I even voted a thousand and it didn't make me happy. Like this...
There was once again a gloom written over San Siro. It seemed that after five consecutive victories, another defeat was coming, and it was the most critical defeat of the season.
Maldini stood up and walked to the sidelines. Before the game resumed, he whistled at Ambrosini and then made a few gestures. Ambrosini in the distance responded positively to him. .
Huh, maybe there is still a way to stop Chen Long. Conte stood in the stands and looked at Maldini's actions with disdain.
Ambrosini ran to Boateng and whispered for a while. Boateng kept nodding his head, and then approached Chen Long...
The game restarted, and Boateng followed Chen Long inseparably.
He used this trick again. Chen Long looked at the tall and strong Boateng with disdain, wondering if the opponent was playing man-to-man tactics again. He was already used to it, so he didn't care so much and still waved to his teammates to pass the ball. give him.
But now the ball is under the control of the AC Milan people, and the ball is rolling in Milan's midfield and backcourt, not in a hurry.
This Milan team is missing an attacking midfielder, and their style of play has become much simpler. They just keep passing the ball to open up the space, and anyone can get in. But after the ball reaches the front, there seems to be no way. It is hard to imagine why they were able to score in the first half. After scoring three goals, Conte felt that his luck was not generally bad, but extremely bad...
But... My own Juventus is not like this now. There are several perverted engineers fighting against the opponent. I have Chen Long and Marchisio on my side. Who else can I find
You know, Boateng's speed is very fast, only half a body slower than Chen Long's speed, and in order to make up for this gap, Boateng is always more than one meter away from Chen Long.
Damn, what kind of defensive method is this? As soon as Chen Long runs, regardless of whether he has the ball or not, he will block it diagonally in front of him, not giving Chen Long a chance to start. Conte soon discovered the danger.
At this time, the field was indeed as he saw it. Chen Long just wanted to run forward, but Boateng didn't give him a chance to feel comfortable. He just wanted to harass him constantly. This kind of harassment was not foul harassment. , but tactical harassment, trying to cut off Chenlong's running route.
Cutting, this word was used by Mourinho in the box the last time he appeared in Italy, and at this time, Boateng actually used it.
Maldini actually laughed sinisterly.
If Mourinho hadn't met him once, there would really be nothing he could do against this kid now. It seems that this cutting tactic is very useful, but I don't know how long it can last. The team needs to score goals instead of defending. Boateng Yeah, it depends on you and Emma Nelson...
Boateng's defense really made Chen Long very uncomfortable. Chen Long just felt that no matter which direction he went, he was blocked by him and could not get out of the way.
It's better not to leave, not to leave is not enough, Chenlong stopped, this kind of purely physical work should not be done by him in the first place.
Very good, that's what you heard. When Boateng saw Chen Long stopped, while the ball was still at Emmanuelson's feet, he greeted the opponent, and then suddenly accelerated forward.
At the same time, Emmanuelson also accelerated, dribbling the ball closer to Boateng, and right midfielder Montolivo also suddenly appeared in the Juventus frontcourt.
Oops, this is a fast break. Chen Long looked back at the three people and suddenly realized a hint of danger. In just a moment, the three of them reached the entire field at the same time, and then moved closer to the center of the penalty area. The cooperation gradually became dazzling. These three people just passed the ball with no extra movement on their feet. The Juventus players rushed to grab it, but they couldn't touch the ball at all.
Montolivo has already inserted into the right side of the penalty area, and the ball is at Boateng's feet.
Boateng stared in the direction of Montolivo and was about to stuff the ball over.
But at this moment, after he took the shot, Boateng cleverly stretched his right foot forward and then knocked it to the left. The ball rolled in the opposite direction to the left side of the penalty area.
As if it had been measured earlier, the ball suddenly found a gap in the crowd, passed through the entire defense line, and ran to the edge of the small penalty area.
Emma Nelson is here! ! .
This guy used his right foot to unload the ball, and at the same time he pulled the ball to the space of his left foot, then raised his left foot and fired a volley.
Buffon, who was guarding the goal, was originally focused on the feet of his national teammate Montolivo, but he didn't expect Boateng to make a backheel pass so fiercely! ! He made a move to attack the East and the West.
While Buffon was cursing, he quickly flew towards the right side of the goal, trying to give Emma Nelson some pressure to shoot at this moment. He knew that the seal could not be sealed, and he could only let this guy have it. Feeling of pressure and inaccurate shot...
But Emma Nelson, who had been fully prepared, did not give Buffon such illusions at all. The ball blasted into the near corner of the goal like a cannonball. Buffon only felt a light and shadow fly past his ears, almost breaking his own ears. Wipe the blood out.
Before he fell, the ball had already flown into the net, and even when the AC Milan fans cheered, he had just landed...
It seems that Buffon has never been penetrated four times by other teams in a game in his career, not even when he first debuted in Parma. If it is true, it should be in the youth team. , but now I have been fucked four times.
Damn it, Buffon lay motionless on the turf. It was unimaginable that this would happen to him. Four goals. What a fucking shame. How did these three people do it? They broke through Juventus so effortlessly. Sri Lanka's defense line and defensive players have done a good enough job, what else can be said.
Buffon got up from the ground angrily. Of course, what he was angry about was not that his defense was broken, but that he was so humiliated by the opponent. This kind of humiliation was really intolerable.
"Dragon, fuck them to death, they make me mad." Buffon yelled at Chen Long in front. The score of 2 to 4 made Buffon completely angry. He could lose, but he must not let the AC Milan people be so rampant. You can worship, but you can't let AC Milan reach the quarterfinals so easily.
Buffon threw the ball with his big hand, and the ball flew accurately to Chen Long's feet. Chen Long unloaded the ball with coldness written on his face.
How to get past Boateng? Chenlong looked at Boateng who was already celebrating crazily and walking back, and fell into deep thought.
Now that the opponent has a strategy to deal with it, he can't sit still and wait for death. If the opponent is fast, then he can only be faster than him. If the opponent is ruthless, he can be ruthless than him. The only thing that pops up in Chenlong's mind is this. He doesn't believe that in At the same high speed, the opponent can still keep up with his disguised rhythm.
After kick-off... ..
The phantom that once appeared in the Italian stadium, the phantom that once appeared in the North American stadium, suddenly appeared again... But Boateng didn't know whether he had taken expired aphrodisiacs or taken stimulants, and he was stunned. He fought hard with Chen Long in speed and never fell behind. This was mainly because Chen Long had the ball at his feet and he didn't.
Go ahead, even if you die, I will get past you. Chenlong is like a never-ending engine. Suddenly, it increases the speed a little bit. It was that little bit that pulled Boateng half of his body. At the same time, a sudden high-speed change of direction took Boateng directly into the crowd, but Boateng still struggled to keep up.
Damn it, you are so tenacious. Chen Long glanced sideways at Boateng and still followed him. He couldn't help but get angry. He raised his speed again and got into the crowd again. He made another high-speed change of direction. This was not enough. In less than a second, it changed direction again, changed direction, and changed direction again, without slowing down at all. Like a loach, it used the obstruction of the crowd to cross the entire AC Milan defense line in an instant.
Where was Boateng at this time? He had already stopped and was breathing heavily.
Chenlong didn't even look at the goalkeeper, he raised his leg and fired. Abbiati didn't even move, his head was already covered in cold sweat.
If this ball hits me, will I fall down immediately and become unconscious? ! He didn't regret that he didn't reach out and make any move, but he was glad that he didn't get shot.
call! ! call! ! call! ! call! ! , Chenlong gasped for air, stroking his chest with one hand, and could clearly hear his heart beating. Obviously, the long-distance attack and difficult breakthrough just now consumed most of his physical strength, and the long-distance journey Using running attacks and continuous disguised breakthroughs together was indeed too energy-consuming. At this time, he had no time to celebrate, he just stood there and breathed luxuriously.
Did you see that no matter how awesome the tactics are, they are no longer tactics in front of Chen Long, and the result is still... death. Conti's gloomy old face finally laughed again, although the laughter was not loud, But that eerie energy seemed to envelope the whole place.
Three to four, Chenlong pulled out its teeth and snatched another point from AC Milan, but this was not enough, and the score was still behind.
Conte's old face didn't smile for long, but he discovered that something was wrong with Chen Long on the court.
Chenlong still stood there motionless, with no intention of taking a step.
But at this time, Chen Long raised his hand.
Signal for substitution! ! This great situation actually ended up. Conte's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face, but he thought for a moment that he had spent so much energy just now, which was within the normal range, but now that he is not on the court, how can he direct it? ! ! He really wanted to jump in right away...