The strongest blade in football

Chapter 172: The Blade Unsheathed! (4000 words)
The standard time difference between China and the UK is 8 hours, but the UK implements daylight saving time from the end of March to the end of October every year, and the time difference becomes 7 hours.

So 3 p.m. in the UK is the prime time of 10 p.m. in China.

CCTV did not broadcast this game, but Jiangsu Satellite TV, Shanghai Five-Star Sports, Guangdong Sports, ESPN, CSPN and many other channels have obtained the broadcast rights.

In the FA Cup final, just because Wang Nuo made his debut, the domestic ratings are no less than the World Cup!
No one can resist the enthusiasm of domestic fans.

Fans crossed the sea, showed their talents, and watched the game through various channels.

Following Wang Nuo's goal, all major football forums in the country were flooded with frenzied posts.

[Awesome! ! ! ! !In! ! 】

[Fuck, Wang Nuo! 1:0]

[No.1 in Asia!No explanation! 】

【wipe!I just went to take a pee, and I went in when I came back? 】

[The king of the ball wears a hat and beat them 3 to 0]

【Bashen is Mancini's son, Wang Nuo is Mancini's father! 】

[Wang Nuo leads the team, the World Youth Championship is going to be interesting]

The post about the transfer and the Champions League final disappeared in an instant, and the screen was full of Wang Nuo, Wang Nuo, Wang Nuo.

With the influence of warm and humid air flow, the temperature in China has risen in the past few days.

After 10 o'clock in the evening, the nightlife has just begun.

Tonight, almost all the restaurants and barbecue stalls outside are equipped with TVs or projection screens, which are more lively than during the World Cup.

In the university dormitory, the boys gathered in front of the laptop screen, and some of them turned off the lights early, and they had already switched on the Internet cafe to watch the game.

Bars in major cities, the bosses who know how to do business, all offer discounts on Wang Nuo's goals to attract customers.

Stopping a taxi on the road, the driver also listens to the radio and pays attention to the football game.

Many passers-by who are not fans also joined the army of watching the game and joined in the fun.

Most people in China have heard the name Wang Nuo and know that he plays football and wins glory for the country.

The Chinese team's game looked aggrieved, but Manchester City's game was not aggrieved at all. Just like supporting the Rockets because of supporting Yao Ming, Manchester City also has a lot of fans in China.

After experiencing the fake black storm last year, many fans were completely disappointed with domestic football, and even put their trust on Wang Nuo alone.

The broadcast rights of the 2011 FA Cup are free, and no one cares about it, but for this FA Cup, the viewership ratings from various channels are extremely astonishing, forming a stark contrast.

Following Wang Nuo's violent kick, the cries of joy from fans echoed everywhere in university dormitories, residential areas, bars, squares, and street stalls.

The broadcast footage of the FA Cup in England was very good, and the close-up shot followed Wang Nuo for more than 20 seconds.

Looking at Wang Nuo in the picture, everyone couldn't help but smile on their faces.

"Stoke City was hit by Wang Nuo, and it seems that they haven't recovered yet, Walters! Another mistake! This ball, De Jong has been aiming for a long time!"

On the court, De Jong made another key steal near the center arc.

He took the ball forward, and when Wang Nuo on the right was halfway out from Mark Wilson, he quickly stuffed the ball in front of him.

"Fireproof, anti-theft, anti-De Jong, today the Dutch really caught the offense and defense! This ball went to the right, and it was Wang Nuo again!"

De Jong kicked the ball with great power, Wang Nuo and Mark Wilson frantically pulled along the sideline, chasing the ball in front of them.

Speaking of which, Mark Wilson is a well-established Manchester United youth training. Unfortunately, Carrington is full of talents. He really had no chance, so he was forced to go to Portsmouth.

He has no problem with his strength, and he is a panacea attribute. Last year, he was picked up by Stoke City and spent 360 million to take him away.

His body is also strong enough, Wang Nuo squeezed several times but failed.

In the end, Wang Nuo relied on his speed to succeed. Before the ball went out of the baseline, he took the first step to save the ball back.

"Wow, this speed is really fast. Wilson saw being overtaken, but fortunately he got stuck, let's see how Wang Nuo handles it!"

Wang Nuo came to the familiar right in this game. Mancini's tactics left him with plenty of space for sprinting and holding the ball. For him, it is the most comfortable way of playing.

He faced Mark Wilson, controlled the ball at his feet, and the two central defenders on the opposite side were all air bullies. He didn't even think about passing it immediately.

Wang Nuo made an inward cut to the middle. While Mark Wilson was going up to grab the ball, he quickly dunked the ball towards the baseline and easily got rid of the marking.

While getting rid of it, he led the ball forward with his right foot, without slowing down at all, and quickly cut into the penalty area!

Wang Nuo found that the goalkeeper was in a good position, and the angle was too small to take a shot, so he immediately made a pass choice.

"Wang Nuo's feet are very flexible, and he came in from the outside! Knock back! David Silva!"

David Silva rushed to the horse, kicked a shot, hit Shawcross's leg, and popped out of the penalty area.

"Wang Nuo's pass quality is very good, but it's a pity that Silva's shot hit the opponent's player, which left Stoke City with a chance to counterattack!"

Under the pressure of Manchester City, it is difficult for Stoke City's midfield to organize and advance effectively. Their passing accuracy is obviously far behind that of Manchester City.

After seven or eight seconds, the ball was still spinning between Glenn and Etherington.

Glenn saw that Manchester City's defense line was almost back on its feet, and finally couldn't help but slapped his feet and looked for the black and tough guy in front-Ken Wayne Jones.

However, City's defense was not a vegetarian either, with Kompany leaping high to gain an advantage in the air and head the ball over the touchline.

Stoke City's style of play is mainly based on the rough British style high-altitude ball, and the physical fitness of the players is very good.

Manchester City is a combination of delicate and strong, thick and thin, and their midfield hardness is also at the top level in the entire Premier League.

Whether it is the midfielder Yaya Toure, De Jong, Vieira, or the defender Kompany, Kolo Toure, and Lescott, they are all tough guys.

"Good goal! Kompany, who wore the captain's armband in this game, defended quite well. Unfortunately, the football went out of the touchline and Stoke City won a penalty."

Zhan Jun laughed, "Where is Delap? It's time for him to perform a grenade again!"

Yes, Stoke are good at taking advantage of throw-ins.

According to statistics, Stoke City has scored 19 goals through throw-ins in the last three seasons, and Delap's strong hand throw is also his housekeeping skill.

His outstanding arm strength allows him to send the ball directly into the opponent's penalty area from 30 meters away, and his accuracy and strength are suitable for his teammates to compete for the top, and he has repeatedly staged assists.

"Sure enough, Delap is going to work for real! Someone joked that his hands are more reliable than his feet, let's see how powerful his grenade is!" Zhan Jun joked.

There were many people in the penalty area, and those header madmen from Stoke City all went over. Stoke City was one goal behind, and there were not many ways to do it, so they had to devote all their efforts at this time.

Wang Nuo returned to his own half and watched the football thrown by Delap smash into the Manchester City penalty area like a cannonball.

"Bang", it was still Kompany, he resisted Walters in the air and pushed the ball out.

Barry grabbed the second spot and immediately handed the ball to the forward Balotelli.

Balotelli passed the pass to Wang Nuo, Wang Nuo understood, leaned on defender Huth, and successfully knocked the ball back to Balotelli with his heel before the Italian crossed the center line.

"Balotelli! This time, he is very clear-headed, and Wang Nuo has eyes behind his back! The two teenagers made a wonderful connection!" Zhan Jun unconsciously raised his voice again.

Wang Nuo turned around and ran after passing the ball.

Balotelli kicked the ball hard, and there was only the goalkeeper far in front of him in the penalty area. This is a one-shot!

The Italian boy was not as fast as Wang Nuo, but he was not slow at all, and Wilkinson hung helplessly behind him.

There's no chance unless there's a shovel behind your back, but that's bound to get a red card.

Wang Nuo's timely insertion took away another central defender Huth from Stoke City, allowing Balotelli to have more space.

"Balotelli is still dribbling! Sorensen comes out!"

Wang Nuo anxiously yelled at Balotelli, wanting him to knock the ball over, so that he almost faced the empty goal!
But at this moment, the stadium was 100 times noisier than usual, and Wang Nuo's roar was completely drowned out by the bursts of shouts from the audience.

Moreover, Balotelli obviously focused all his attention on the contest with the goalkeeper.

Not many strikers can resist the temptation to go it alone.

"Oh~~" Two seconds later, there was a burst of regret from the audience on the sidelines!
Balotelli opted for a shot from long range, but unfortunately he miscalculated Sorensen's coverage area and the football hit the goalkeeper's leg as he rushed out of the penalty area.

Wang Nuo watched the football fly over his head and land behind him.

He slammed on the brakes and almost fell to the ground.

Wang Nuo got up with hands and feet and chased the football back. Stoke City's left midfielder Etherington also rushed over.

"Wang Nuo adjusted quickly, Manchester City still have a chance this round!"

Wang Nuo felt that his legs were full of explosive power, and the turf under his feet seemed to be elastic. He went from turning around to accelerating in one go, before Etherington's sliding tackle, and lightly poked the ball.

Etherington didn't touch the football, but under the action of inertia, the castration continued unabated.

When Wang Nuo finished poking the ball, he jumped high and avoided the opponent's tackle.

He was injured by Cisse in the same situation last year, and Wang Nuo learned a lot from his mistakes. This time, he moved cleanly and reacted quickly.

As soon as he landed, he immediately caught up with the football, then stepped on it and pulled it back, while controlling the ball under his feet, he aimed his eyes at the goal!
Sorensen abandoned the door and walked out, Wang Nuo was looking to see if there was a chance to hang the door.

Unexpectedly, Sorensen was also very fast. In just a few seconds, he had already run back in the restricted area, obviously to guard against Wang Nuo's sudden attack.

Balotelli was in an offside position and Wang Nuo couldn't pass the ball.

Wang Nuo glanced at Etherington, who got up from the ground, and the latter bent down, ready to deal with Wang Nuo's breakthrough to one side at any time.

Breaking through with the ball is Wang Nuo's housekeeping skill. With enough space for one-on-one, Wang Nuo is not afraid of anyone.

Wang Nuo lightly touched the football twice with his left foot, and suddenly accelerated to break through from the left.

Just when Etherington caught up in time, Wang Nuo immediately dragged the ball back with the inside of his right foot. While jumping up, his back turned 90 degrees to the left, and his left foot stepped on the ball when it fell in the air. Pull back again!
With the right Marseille roundabout, Etherington was left behind by Wang Nuo like a flagpole.

Immediately there was a roar of cheers from the stands.

"Wang Nuo! It's so smooth! Silva hits the middle! Three-for-two in the frontcourt! Can he pass?" Zhan Jun shouted passionately.

As soon as Wang Nuo turned around, he immediately rushed towards the penalty area with the ball.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a light blue figure following up from the left, but his own position was also very good. With the goal just now, Wang Nuo's self-confidence was unprecedentedly high.

Wang Nuo didn't pass the ball, Silva saw it, and with a tacit understanding, he immediately changed the running direction and went a little to the left.

With such an involvement, the distance between the two central defenders of Stoke City immediately became larger.

Wang Nuo dribbled the ball very fast, and he arrived in front of Shawcross within a few steps.

The screams from the sidelines were enough to pierce a person's eardrums.

Shawcross was the captain of this Stoke City team and one of the toughest defenders.

At the beginning of last year, he tackled Ramsey's leg, causing him to recuperate for 9 months!

He also came from Manchester United's youth training. He was rented out to Antwerp back then and was a teammate with Dong Fangzhuo. After coming to Stoke City, he was deeply loved by the head coach.

He stared at the ball under Wang Nuo's feet, feeling very calm.

But that composure soon dissipated.

Wang Nuo accelerated suddenly, his body cooperated and fell to the left, and then, boom, boom.

Shawcross followed Wang Nuo's rhythm, first to the left, then to the right, and then...he could no longer keep up with Wang Nuo's footsteps!
What's even more shameful is that he was continuously shaken left and right, his body lost its center of gravity, and he fell sideways in the penalty area!

It was like being hit in the chest by a sniper from a distance.

"Oh!!!"

All the audience in the stands and in front of the screen involuntarily let out an exclamation!
If the Marseille roundabout just now is still a routine operation, then this completely unreasonable shaking has touched everyone's nerves!
Wang Nuo is like a ghostly assassin, bypassing many obstacles and taking the head of the enemy general!

The teammates on the Manchester City bench jumped up from their chairs excitedly and hugged their heads!

Mancini stared round his eyes, and raised his fists involuntarily!
After Wang Nuo passed Shawcross, he immediately opened his body to adjust to the best angle, and kicked up!
It's a blast!
The red and white FA Cup ball flew straight into the upper right corner of the goal like a roaring missile!
"Oh!"

"Wang Nuo! Come on! The goal is scored again! 2 to 0!" Zhan Jun was so excited, "In less than 10 minutes, Wang Nuo scored the second goal!"

After scoring the goal, Wang Nuo ran to the stands of Manchester City, waving his fists with joy.

The fans also went into a frenzy.

The surprise came too suddenly. They looked at the god-like Wang Nuo in disbelief, and roared in praise of this unparalleled goal.

Once again, Wang Nuo was "sucked" in by the teammates flocking to him.

If this series of performances happened on the training ground, it would be enough to cause a burst of envious shouts, let alone it was born in the FA Cup final!
This goal almost paved the way for Manchester City to win the championship. Mancini waved his fists high above his head violently again!

awesome!
In the stands, Boloni and Witte Ante also stood up early, and they no longer commented on Wang Nuo's performance, because this disciple's performance today was completely beyond their imagination!

It took several seconds before Zhan Jun came back to his senses, and he was also rarely shocked by Wang Nuo's performance.

"Whether it's fans who support Manchester City or Wang Nuo, let's cheer! In this game, Wang Nuo's sword is unsheathed! It's unstoppable!"

"How can you not love such a performance!"

(End of this chapter)