Football: The National Football Team Mistaken Me, And I Went To Barcelona To Become The King Of The

Chapter 162 Yemei Connection Over Camp Nou! Line Killer! Crying Female Chelsea Fans! The Princess An



Chapter 162 Yemei Connection Over Camp Nou! Line Killer! Crying Female Chelsea Fans! The Princess An

Accompanied by the noise from the sidelines.

After Busquets succeeded in sliding the tackle, the football landed on the spot.

Iniesta stepped forward to support the ball.

Pass the ball in a small range with both feet, and push the ball forward.

The football was quickly channeled to Harvey's feet -!

Barcelona's "Habaib" midfield trio cooperates tacitly.

Take Busquez as the defensive hub, Harvey as the control center, and Iniesta as the serial link.

Excellent synergy in small-scale offensive and defensive battles!

"At the peak of Spanish football, Xavi and Iniesta were the 'heart' of the Matador Legion!"

"Although Busquets was squeezed out of the starting lineup by Xavi Alonso in better form in the early years, today, Barcelona's midfielder is obviously more suitable than Real Madrid's midfielder. s position!"

Midfield area.

Facing Chelsea's midfield counterattack, Harvey and Iniesta hit the wall in a small range one after another.

After a little observation, Harvey rubbed his right foot under the football.

A half-high long pass was sent towards the depth of the middle!

When the football fell, Ye Lingfeng retreated to the opposite direction of the offense to catch the ball.

Immediately, he jumped up lightly, headed back and rubbed!

Fly the ball to the front left wing behind him!

Matic's pace behind him was slightly slow.

Did not follow the transfer of the Barcelona center forward.

I can only watch the football being knocked to the sidewalk!

The position of the two penalty kicks.

Moore threw off Azpilicueta beside him and ran to meet the ball!

Chelsea's wing gate relentlessly followed the pace of the Brazilian starlet.

The three points of Barcelona's striker combination made Chelsea's entire defense quite fearful at that time!

After the freehand chest stopped the ball, Moore half-turned and led the ball in front of him.

Then the instep of the right foot was lifted lightly.

The football was picked straight over Azpilicueta's head.

Open space on the left side of the front field!

The Brazilian genius's arm brushed away Azpilicueta's figure.

Those who want to take advantage of the trend to complete this pick pass the ball!

-【Moore's brilliance, I will never get tired of watching it! He is completely different from Ye Lingfeng and Messi's brilliance!】

-【His brilliance is a famous Brazilian player's fancy! Messi is pragmatic, Ye Lingfeng is brutal!】

-【Ye Lingfeng is also pretty cool sometimes, have you forgotten the reverse Marseille roundabout near the bottom line? There is also the pendulum that he often uses!】

on the pitch.

On the left side of the frontcourt, Moore successfully wiped away Azpilicueta's defense.

The figure is flexible and moves forward towards the flank of Chelsea's penalty area!

Other points in Barcelona's frontcourt.

Ye Lingfeng and Messi outflanked at two points before and after.

Iniesta also responded in time behind his striker combination.

Always be ready to deal with a two-point kick, or take a long-range shot directly after receiving the ball!

With the cooperation of coming and going, Barcelona's forward attack suddenly became clear again!

Mourinho on the sidelines frowned and roared towards the field.

Not far away, Enrique rubbed his hands to keep warm, staring at the situation on the field with piercing eyes.

on the pitch.

Accompanied by an exclamation.

Moore's nimble dribbling figure was suddenly cut off!

At the front of the penalty area, David Louis, who also has a disheveled head, pressed out fiercely.

A sweeping leg was snatched.

He directly put his fellow Brazilian on the outside of the penalty area!

This is a flying tackle from the side and rear of the body!

The auditorium of the Camp Nou suddenly sounded violently dissatisfied!

"Wow!"

The referee blew his whistle again.

Immediately rushed to the scene of the incident decisively, and took out the yellow card from his arms!

The Chelsea players immediately stepped forward to argue with the referee.

David Louis kept spreading his hands, signaling his innocence.

"Damn... last time in Rio de Janeiro, I just treated you to dinner!"

Moore was pulled up from the ground by Ye Lingfeng and Messi one by one.

Swearing and complaining towards David Luiz who fouled him fiercely.

However, the latter turned a deaf ear and continued to vent his innocence to the referee.

Iniesta stepped forward and couldn't help laughing: "When you return to the Brazilian national team, you have to teach this shaggy head a lesson!"

In the Brazilian national team at that time, there were extremely many players with fluffy hair.

William, Marcelo, David Luiz, Dante.

This exaggerated hairstyle once became the label of Brazilian players in the game!

"First yellow card of the match!"

"It is worth mentioning that the referee who whistled for Biyu this game is Merk from the Bundesliga!"

"He is one of the representatives of the famous post in German football, he has officiated the 2003 Champions League final and the 2004 European Cup final.

In the Longguo Broadcasting Studio, Zhan Jun became an "encyclopedia" again.

-[As long as it’s not Herning who’s blowing the game! Otherwise Chelsea fans will be blown away!]

-【After personally creating the 'Stanford Bridge tragedy', Herning seems to have disappeared?】

- [He received death threats from Chelsea fans after that game! He probably showed his face!]

-【Then my job is still a psychologist!】

on the pitch.

A set kick from the left rib of Barcelona's frontcourt.

Chelsea players once again set up an impenetrable wall in front of and behind the penalty area!

Mourinho on the sidelines frowned, and a trace of cold sweat emerged from his palm.

This is the end of the first half.

This madman thinks that he is quite careful in guarding against Barcelona players in open battles!

But losing points from set kicks is often not in Mourinho's calculations!

Because of the difference in the lineup on paper alone, the overall height of Chelsea players is more than a cut ahead of Barcelona!

The noise of the home fans sounded from the sidelines.

What makes Mourinho a little relieved is that.

Standing behind the football at this moment are Xavi and Iniesta!

However, as soon as this idea came into being, the madman's expression immediately became strange.

When did it become something to be thankful for when the free-kick was taken by Barcelona's two midfield brains?

no doubt.

The impact that Ye Lingfeng brought to the Chelsea coach in the two rounds of the Champions League knockout rounds was too violent!

"Beep!"

The referee checked the good man wall and blew his whistle.

Iniesta faltered.

Harvey turned sideways and knocked the ball across the middle with the arch of his right foot!

The Chelsea wall at the front of the penalty area immediately rushed forward.

Try to block the successful implementation of this cross pass!

Under the landing point of the cross, Busquets stopped the ball with the arch of his right foot.

Facing Matic's interception in front of the body [Barcelona's midfielder throws the ball to the front right of the body ten times.

Hit the ball diagonally with the arch of your foot again!

The football falls.

Ye Lingfeng leaned away from Lampard beside him, and ran out of the penalty area in the opposite direction!

The moment before the ball was received, his gaze moved slightly behind him.

Immediately amidst the exclamation of the fans at the scene, the instep of the stone foot kept kicking the ball behind him!

The football was inadvertently taken an arc, spinning to the right side of the front field!

With the blessing of De Bruyne's sharp passing template.

The ball went straight through the small improvised defensive line of Terry and Ivanovic.

From the two tall Blues defenders cleverly interspersed between the body.

It fell straight to Messi who was waiting for the opportunity to advance forward at any time!

"Messi's 'walking' time is criticized by some black fans! But in fact, he is often one of the best players on the field!"

"It's still the clever connection between Ye Lingfeng and Messi! Messi seized the timing of Ye Lingfeng's pass in time, created a time difference, and broke into the Chelsea penalty area!"

The restricted area of ​​the blue army stationed in Chelsea's iron-blooded defense line is once again in a panic!

Terry and Ivanovic desperately adjusted their centers of gravity.

Go to the defense of Messi's figure!

David Louis, who was far away from this area, gritted his teeth and subconsciously ran to the far end of the penalty area.

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Prevent the Argentine star from sending a sudden cross!

On the sidelines of the court, Mourinho hugged his head in despair.

The Chelsea assistant coach next to him had trembling lips, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

In the restricted area.

Accompanied by the cheers of the Barcelona fans at the scene.

Messi comfortably unloaded Ye Lingfeng's rubbing pass with his thigh, and led the ball to the side of his body!

Without making any extra adjustments, the right foot twitched!

boom!

There was a crisp sound.

The football flew past the right post of the goal.

Straight into the Chelsea goal without any suspense!!

In the numerical arrangement of Messi's preferred feet in major games, it is often 52 feet or 53 feet!

But Messi in the actual game, the accuracy of his right foot shot is not bad!

Cech, who blocked the near corner in time, was still half a beat behind.

A little desperate to watch this goal into the net!

2-0!!!

The big screen above Camp Nou refreshed the latest score broadcast in real time!

"Goallll!!!"

"Goal scored again! Chelsea's goal hit again! 2-0!!!"

"The power of Yemei's connection is once again demonstrated!"

"Iniesta feinted, Xavi crossed, Busquets made a diagonal pass, Ye Lingfeng sent an exquisite rubbing pass, and Messi made the final decision! The level of calmness in this Barcelona team can be seen!"

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Longguo broadcast studio, Zhan Jun and He Wei expressed their sincere admiration!

-【Ye Lingfeng and Messi, they cooperate really well!】

-[This ball is passed well! The timing of Messi's advance is also in place! 】

-[Barcelona's ability to seize opportunities is too strong! One Ye Lingfeng, one Messi, and there is Moore on the wing who made a crazy breakthrough!]

-[Chelsea sent it, because the score is 1, isn’t it? Mourinho is playing snake!]

-[Setting the ball——Mourinho's nightmare. 】

on the pitch.

The Nou Camp resounded with intense cheers!

Red and blue crowds filled the auditorium wantonly!

Chelsea away stand, a deadly atmosphere.

0-2 score.

Like a sharp knife.

Straight to the hearts of Chelsea fans!

Compared to the first leg at Stamford Bridge.

Tonight's Blues are falling apart even faster!

The front of the stands.

The female fan with the Chelsea team logo printed on her face cried out aggrieved.

The female companion beside him sighed and stepped forward to comfort her.

In front of the goal.

Accompanied by the cheers of Camp Nou.

Messi habitually pointed to the sky with both hands, and then decisively ran towards Ye Lingfeng!

Ye Lingfeng picked up the Argentine teammate.

Rush towards the bottom of the auditorium!

"Take Mourinho back to London! Give him an early vacation!"

Busquets cheered and followed Ye Lingfeng, waving his arms to the fans in the auditorium.

Iniesta smiled and shook his head: "Did you forget? There is no winter break in the Premier League! They can't have a holiday!"

The chairman's box on the third floor of Camp Nou.

The well-dressed elegant lady overlooked the Barcelona players celebrating on the sidelines through the window.

Although wearing an all red and blue jersey.

But Ye Lingfeng seems to have a special degree of recognition among the crowd.

It's easy to tell the difference at a glance!

"Leona, he's really nice...you have as good a vision as your mother!"

The lady turned around and kissed the girl behind her on the head.

The girl has a delicate face like a porcelain doll.

"Then...can I accompany him to attend FIFA's year-end ceremony next month?"

Leona blinked her eyes, and shook the twin ponytails behind her head.

The lady covered her mouth and smiled slightly: "Then you will immediately become the focus of the media! Her Royal Highness Princess of the Spanish royal family, will you accompany the brightest star in Spanish football to attend the event?"

"Then I have to inform your father to give you a few more bodyguards!"


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