Nine and a half

Chapter 250 is the same (daily transition)

There were faint sighs coming from the away stands.

Manchester City fans are worried.

in the lens.

David Silva was reluctantly carried on a stretcher.

He patted Gao Qi's butt as a silent encouragement.

Outside the center circle.

The fourth official holds up the LED number plate.

Manchester City made the first substitution: replacing David Silva with African black striker Bony.

"The opponent's goal is over there."

Pellegrini put his left hand on the little black man's shoulder and pointed to the Juventus half with his right hand.

Bonnie's eyes were clear, his expression was dull, and his tone was flat: "Boss, this joke is not funny at all."

"Do you know how to kick next?"

"I have to pay attention to King Gao's movement!"

"What's high?"

"King Gao!"

"You are such a genius!"

The other side.

The "embarrassment" on Allegri's face disappeared without a trace.

I feel a little excited inside.

The fist hidden in the trouser pocket was clenched silently.

The Blue Moon midfielder was injured and left the field.

Replace it with a not-so-smart black forward.

The balance of victory slowly tilted towards Juventus.

The advantage is mine.

Time passed bit by bit.

Manchester City, with three midfielders, was unable to withstand Juventus.

"Yaya Toure went up and couldn't come back."

"Chiellini switched to the defensive midfielder role and made a perfect steal."

"Pirlo can actually pass the ball this way?"

"Tevez the Beast!"

Tevez's career at Juventus also had some success.

He scored over 20 goals in the season and once dribbled past three players in Serie A.

The "successor of Maradona" and "Argentine people's football king" seems to be back.

The camera switches to Manchester City's half.

Tevez used his strong kangaroo pectoral muscles to take the football.

Snapped.

The ball was dropped.

The excited commentator and coach Zhang were suddenly speechless, as if their throats were being strangled.

Kompany's big black leg poked.

After Fernandinho took the ball, he made a long pass on the ground.

The football passed the center circle.

Gao Qi retreated and stepped on the ball calmly.

"Manchester City's transition attack is about to start."

"Morata is at the front of the formation."

"Boni held up the two-line space at the right time during the Gaoqi retreat."

"This is the tactical significance of the Boqila combination."

"The forwards can't just retreat at will, but Bony and Morata will help Gao Qi occupy the space in front."

The ferocious "midfield butcher" Vidal rushed towards Gao Qi with great momentum.

The oversized zebra jersey couldn't hide his muscular body.

Snapped!
The collision of flesh and flesh.

Both men could feel the contours of each other's bodies.

Tens of thousands of spectators in the New Alps stared with their eyes wide open, as if they were watching a fight between two ferocious beasts.

"pretty."

"Gao Qi can still deliver wonderful passes in the confrontation!"

Vidal fell heavily to the ground.

The expression was both painful and unwilling.

My penis was obviously much harder than before, but I didn't expect Gao Qi to become even harder.

The new Alpis exclaimed one after another: the Chinese star not only crushed the midfield butcher in the physical confrontation, but was also able to pass the ball calmly?
Gao Qi did not slow down after passing the ball.

Without the ball, he turned and rushed towards Juventus' half.

This problem has been solved.

"Four players, Marchisio, Pirlo, Pogba and Chiellini. Or should they lean towards Gao Qi?"

"Why don't you focus on De Bruyne who is advancing the ball?"

"Juventus is confident. Watch carefully, their defensive structure will change when they move back to a certain extent."

De Bruyne dribbled the ball forward.

There was only a referee running along with him.

Juventus' interception embodies the essence of Italian defense. They will not blindly go deep to intercept a "ball holder", but in the process of changing between the middle and low defense lines, they will shrink the space while keeping a close eye on the "off-ball threat points" in the opponent's lineup.

simply put.

I will push the ball into the space just after half court. I will transform into the ultimate defensive form before the ball enters the dangerous area, and in the process of transformation I will kill your passing point.

The Blue Moon fans in the away stands shouted hard to drown out the noise from the home team.

"De Bruyne is very smart and won't pass the ball without thinking when his teammates in front of him are not in a position to receive the ball."

"Chiellini is also very smart. While getting into position, he tilted his head to observe Gao Qi's position." "Gao Qi is also very smart. After being surrounded without the ball, he slowed down and turned his head to observe."

The commentator spoke at the fastest speed he had ever spoken.

Just finished.

De Bruyne had already dribbled the ball into the 30-meter area and was ready to pass the ball.

Juventus' defense was also in place.

Snapped!
Gently a diagonal plug.

Just the right amount of advance.

Zabaleta broke in from the outside and took the ball at the edge of the penalty area.

From Gao Qi’s God’s perspective.

The focus of Juventus' defense still did not tilt towards the ball end.

Morata and Bony ran parallel to each other, inserting themselves into the gaps between Chiellini, Barzagli and Bonucci.

He stopped decisively.

Marchisio and Pirlo continued to take two steps under the influence of inertia.

Pogba didn't have time to turn his head and was instantly trapped in the defensive blind spot.

This stop.

Gao Qi's surroundings became "empty".

Then he kicked the grass hard, squeezing out a little more "open" space in front.

From a God's perspective, dense blue threads are shrinking madly.

The camera focuses on the Argentine full-back.

"No chance."

"Pass it back to De Bruyne behind him."

"Hey?"

"Where to send it to?"

"Pretty!"

Everything happened very quickly.

The football was passed between two feet.

Everyone's head was still turning, and their vision had not yet covered the weak side.

Gao Qi, who was in an open position, had already appeared at the edge of zone 14 and was ready to shoot the ball.

There is no blessing from any legendary phantom.

Number nine and a half, with its God’s perspective, is itself a legend.

Buffon didn't yell.

Even if he possessed the special ability of the Lion's Roar, it was too late to alert his teammates.

Stay calm and composed.

Maintain the saving posture.

Bah!
The football was rubbed into a rainbow.

The deadly trajectory broke through the iron defense line built by Chiellini, Barzali and Bonucci.

Rise high.

Falling violently.

Spin violently, forming an elegant arc.

Buffon guessed the direction and got the angle right.

Unfortunately, my body couldn’t keep up.

The gloves of the strongest goalkeeper in the Apennines were of no use in rubbing against the approaching black shadow.

The Juventus net swayed.

The score was rewritten.

0:1! ! !

The home stands of New Alp fell silent.

The away stands filled with Blue Moon fans erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.

"Pretty!"

"The ball is in!"

"Gao Qi's beautiful arc cut through Juventus's iron fortress."

"The goal that broke the deadlock."

"An assist from Kevin De Bruyne."

"Unfortunately, Buffon's mind caught up, but his body didn't."

The commentator and coach Zhang had no time to analyze the dynamic information before the shot: How did Gao Qi break through Juventus so easily?

what happened?
Why is the entire offensive running process so easy?
Stand corner.

The faces of the Italian Football Association's technical advisors were filled with shock.

“Has it come to this?”

“It’s not about ball skills, but about spatial understanding.”

"Gao Qi, 23, has what Baggio had when he was 33."

Baggio shook his head: "Different. But also the same."

On the green field.

Pogba's eyes widened with a complicated expression.

Subtle expressions such as surprise, admiration, and astonishment appeared on his face.

He didn't understand: Why did Gao Qi choose to trick out that "gap"? And why could he seize that "gap" so accurately?
At this moment, all he could do was stare blankly at the Chinese football star who was standing there with his hands on his hips, looking proudly around New Alp.

The little French black egg dispelled his messy thoughts.

The head with the hyena hairstyle slowly lowered.

Red and green sneakers no longer seem to be eye-catching.

"Oh no, I'm going to be finished off by him!"

(End of this chapter)