Chapter 195 My Weapon

Latest website: "Barcelona's defense is doing a good job. They are squeezing Real Madrid's passing space. From my perspective, everyone is running actively and no one is lazy."

Comans said with joy on his face.

Who dares to say that this is an aging team. Starting from this season, Barcelona's running distance has been intentionally increased a lot, making high-position pressing in the frontcourt extremely threatening.

Coupled with the ball-holding ability of Yile's midfielder, this means that the ball is at the feet of Barcelona players most of the time, and around Yile, Barcelona's offensive waves are endless.

In this game, although Barcelona gave up the ball, they showed good discipline. Their teamwork made the fans and commentators shine.

However, hidden dangers also exist.

Barcelona has been on the defensive for nearly five minutes, but there is no intention of counterattack.

The ball was always under the control of Real Madrid players.

As the saying goes, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yile. Real Madrid players, fans, on-site reporters and commentators all knew that the first counterattack must be Yile's opportunity.

The question is who will Yi Le give the ball to.

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Yi Le is very patient. He supports his teammates well by running regardless of his physical fitness.

Although a stable defense has hidden dangers, it will also give Real Madrid a certain amount of offensive pressure.

Just like now, Real Madrid's midfield has advanced further, and the defense has also reached the center circle.

Yi Le understood that the opportunity for them to fight back had come.

The ball was at Bell's feet. This time, Bell learned a lesson and took the initiative to ask for the ball when Yi Le left the defensive area.

He was a little frightened by Yi Le's collision. The guy didn't look that strong, but after the actual confrontation, he realized how strong Yi Le's body was.

People say that Modric is a liar, but Bale feels that Yi Le is more suitable for this title.

After Bell caught the ball, he immediately turned around and started running along the wing.

Bell is very fast. Different from the Premier League period, Bell's technical ability has also increased a lot now.

As one of the famous fast horses in football, Bell ran wildly on the wing, and the Barcelona players felt like they were facing a powerful enemy.

Semedo lowered his center of gravity and stared at the ball. He did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

Semedo has good defensive ability and also has certain offensive ability. However, after Yile arrived, the ball was handed over to Yile, but sometimes Yile would also direct the full-back to play the ball.

Now Semedo's idea is simple, steal the ball and then hand the ball to Yi Le.

Yile also took the initiative to defend, and a large number of Barcelona players and Real Madrid players were crowded in the penalty area.

From this attack, we can clearly feel the anxious mentality of Real Madrid players. Seeing the time approaching the 80th minute, they did not have a good opportunity to attack.

Even if you want to reach the penalty area, it is difficult.

Originally, they didn't care about Barcelona's defense, but after they continued to attack for so long and couldn't find a chance to score, the Real Madrid players became anxious.

"Real Madrid's aggressive attack was a desperate attempt to destroy the confidence of Barcelona's defense in one fell swoop."

"Barcelona also actively defended, and the two sides continued to collide in the penalty area."

He Wei and Zhang Lu's loud explanations aroused the excitement of the game.

The fans are also unblinking, they don't want to miss any detail.

Bell slows down on the wing. He has to break through Semedo or send the ball to the center.

However, Semedo will not let him get past him so easily.

The two struggled on the wings, while other players fought for good positions in the penalty area.

At this time, Bell suddenly took action and accelerated towards the outside line.

Semedo was a little slow to react, but quickly caught up and blocked Bell's kicking space.

Bale is very annoyed. Semedo's constant entanglement makes him feel depressed, especially since other Barcelona players have begun to retreat. If he continues to entangle with Semedo like this, the ball will definitely be lost.

Thinking of this, Bell decided to take a gamble.

Bell suddenly stopped, glanced at the midfielder, and then made a gesture to pass back.

This is to make Semedo relax his vigilance.

But he found that Semedo's focus had not changed at all.

Bell cursed in his heart, since he can't deceive you, then he will rape you.

I saw Bale suddenly moving the ball to the right, as if he was about to force an inward cut. Seeing Semedo move to the right, he dunked his right foot, but the movement was not smooth and the shift of his center of gravity was also very slow. .

At this point, Semedo was stronger, and his hanging right foot suddenly moved forward.

The ball flew past Bell, and Semedo put his left foot on the ground, tightened his calf and suddenly started to pass Bell from the side to steal the ball.

"Semedo!! Beautiful defense!! Semedo looked up, he was looking for Yi, but Yi should still be in the penalty area now..."

Comans looked toward the penalty area and was a little surprised when he couldn't find Yi Le.

At this time, he saw Yi Le running wildly outside the penalty area.

"Yi!! He has already run out of the penalty area, escaped the siege of the large army, and completed the necessary conditions for the counterattack point."

"Semedo passed the ball and it was easy to catch the ball!!!!"

Comans jumped up suddenly and roared loudly.

He knew the opportunity to fight back had arrived!

Everyone's eyes are focused on Yi Le, and they are all looking forward to how Yi Le will handle the ball.

Ramos's expression also changed drastically, and he shouted "defense".

While standing close to the left, when he thought about it, the counterattack point must be Messi.

Under everyone's gaze, Yi Le did not choose to stop the ball. Instead, he raised his right foot and hit the ball hard.

The ball flew in the opposite direction to where Ramos ran.

And there, the 17-year-old Fati was running at full speed, like an F1 racing car.

Fati is very fast.

When he started a step later and overtook Marcelo directly with speed, it created a strong visual effect.

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! !

The entire Barcelona fans were in an uproar. They didn't expect this 17-year-old to be so fast.

Before, they had never discovered that this little guy was so fast.

There is nothing more shocking than beating Marcelo directly with speed.

Fati is running wildly, his speed is getting faster and faster. From overtaking to now, he has pulled down Marcelo by one position.

Fati's arms swing and the frequency of his feet are very fast.

His face turned red from holding back, and he knew his chance had come.

I don’t know why, but what comes to mind right now is a passage from my father.

"Ansuman, your weapon has never been technology. You have your own unique offensive method. Don't try to imitate anyone. What you have to do is be yourself and use your own strengths."

"You have poor technique, weak body, and poor passing ability, but you still made it to the big stage of Camp Nou."

"Ansuman, don't be swayed by these public opinions, stick to your heart, and use your actual actions to tell everyone that you are worthy of being on this stage!"

Fati's eyes were firm, and he was roaring in his heart.

accelerate! !

accelerate! ! accelerate! !

In his field of vision, he overtook Marcelo and then ran him far behind.

There was an endless empty space in front of him, and a voice in the air told him what he should do next.

"Single sword!!!!!!!!!"

"God!! His speed is so fast!! This is so crazy! Fati used wind-like speed to ignite the passion of Camp Nou!!"

In the auditorium, Barcelona fans cheered wildly.

Amidst the cheers, Fati entered the penalty area and calmly pushed the shot when the Real Madrid goalkeeper attacked.

The ball drilled into the lower left corner and hit the net.

Uh-huh! ! ! ! !

Camp Nou was in a state of excitement.

The center of the excitement was the 17-year-old youngster.

He pointed the index fingers of both hands to the auditorium, where a middle-aged man shed tears of excitement.

Fati smiled brightly, looked at his father and made mouth shapes.

"I did it!"