Manchester United's heir apparent, but can't play football.

Chapter 149: Creating a Premier League Record?
Next game.

Both sides are being very cautious.

Time slips away unnoticed.

One side controls the ball and waits for the opponent to make a mistake.

One side tightens its defense, waiting for the opponent to make a passing mistake.

"The pace of the game is very slow."

"It's not slow."

"First, we need to understand what rhythm is."

"The rhythm of a football match is a team's dynamic control over the course of the game through the speed of passing and running, the frequency of ball possession changes, and the speed of offensive and defensive decision-making. In essence, it is a tactical choice of 'trading time for space' or 'trading space for time,' rather than simply being fast or slow."

"In a sense, even if you don't have the ball, you can still control the pace of the game."

Sky Sports Studios.

Neville and Hahee both felt the limitations of language.

It felt like time had turned back to that Champions League final where Van Gaal and Mourinho faced off.

Inadvertently.

They inexplicably recalled Wittgenstein's relevant theories. However, neither of them had the corresponding level of education, so they were unable to describe them in the context of the battle.

The 55th minute of the game.

Manchester United made a mistake.

"Some people are just not suited for the passing system."

"No, no, no, it's Matic's interception ability that's too strong."

"Chelsea, transition from defense to attack!"

"Azpilicueta's long pass!"

"At the center circle, Diego Costa headed the ball across."

"Oscars!!!"

Cheers erupted from Stamford Bridge.

Oscar's fighting ability is not bad.

Many media outlets believe that he was the one who ousted De Bruyne during his "developmental" period.

In the 2011 FIFA U-20 World Cup, Oscar helped Brazil win the championship with 5 goals and 2 assists, and scored a hat-trick in the final. This performance quickly made him regarded as the "future core of Brazil". The Sun called him "a being beyond Kaká", believing that his vision and passing ability were no less than Kaká's when he played for Real Madrid.

of course.

The Sun newspaper has extremely low professional standards.

Oscar was able to establish himself at Chelsea not because he had Kaká's attacking prowess, but because he relied on his defense.

"Is he planning to come to the Chinese Super League and crush the weaker teams?"

"Oscar will definitely be able to unleash his creativity in attacking when he comes to the Chinese Super League."

"Without a defensive attitude, his level as an attacking midfielder in the Premier League is only average."

"The ball has been lost."

Oscar, as Chelsea's midfield linchpin, has attacking statistics that are even worse than those of defensive midfielders.

His dribbling skills in the Premier League are also average.

Manchester United's half, 40-meter zone.

A dark figure sped back in pursuit!
"Maranda!"

"A clean and efficient follow-up shovel strike."

"Wonderful."

"He disrupted Chelsea's counter-attack!"

"Oscar was very angry and shoved Maranda. He couldn't move him. He didn't understand why so many media outlets said this guy was like Kaká. In fact, they were not like him at all. Their manners on the football field were very different."

"Look at this, Manchester United's counter-attack!"

"Convert and convert!"

"Brinder, pass it to Li Luo!"

From God's perspective, the red line falls.

After using the spatial rehearsal ability, his mental energy was completely depleted.

Before receiving the ball, Li Luo had to constantly turn his head to observe the situation on the court.

When you have a God's-eye view, you don't need to rotate so fast.

Switch offense to counter-attack?
The defending champions, Chelsea, are incredibly fast in positioning themselves.

Snapped!
He controlled the ball in a slightly different direction, avoiding the oncoming afro-haired William.

Turn around.

Dribble forward!

"Attracted four Chelsea players."

"The space is very cramped!"

"Fàbregas is directly ahead."

at the same time.

Morata's positioning was exquisite, cutting diagonally behind Fabregas, ready to support Li Luo at any moment.

Courtside.

Van Gaal and Mourinho both noticed a detail.

'Did Morata glance back to check his distance from Chelsea center-back Cahill before making his diagonal run?'

'Mata made a cross-position run to the middle lane.'

Snapped!
Li Luo dribbled a few steps to the left flank and then delivered a pass.

The football skimmed along the grass and the sideline, like a sharp blade piercing through the narrow space.

As Fabregas turned around, he raised his hand to signal his teammates to 'block' Li Luo.

late.

Li Luo, without the ball, had already accelerated his sprint and left four Chelsea players behind.

Morata didn't foolishly receive the ball with his back to the basket on the perimeter.

Instead, he "yielded" a little, and in the process of "yielding," he turned around and took control of the ball.

Thus.

There is now space to move the ball forward.

He didn't try to compete with Cahill in front of him.

The Spanish genius's awareness is top-notch.

Putting aside his shooting, his overall ability is very strong.

"Pretty!"

"Morata passed the ball across to Li Luo, who was making a run forward."

"Chelsea's defense is not stupid."

"Terry covered the gap in front of Li Luo!"

"oops!"

"Li Luo made a pass! He found Mata, who had switched positions to the middle!!!"

"It's empty!"

On all four sides of the Stamford Bridge stands, the older fans remained calm, while the younger fans let out cries of fear.

Switch offense to counter-offensive.

Li Luo, Morata, and Mata tore apart Chelsea's defenses in open play.

A tall figure in blue suddenly lunged out!
"Matic!"

"Premier League Interception King!"

"Mata!"

Matic is 24 centimeters taller than Mata.

The center of gravity is much higher.

However, in a one-on-one fight, he was not at all afraid of the agile little dwarf.

Mata went into overdrive, pulling the ball across with his left foot and then using his right foot to cut the ball in different directions. He feinted an attack down the right flank with his upper body while actually shifting his weight to his left foot to prepare for a cut inside.

Matic also suddenly came alive, stretching out his leg.

"."

"The referee blows the whistle."

Manchester United have won another free kick!

"In slow motion, Matic saw through Mata's feint, but unfortunately the latter touched the ball more frequently."

"It is said that Matic is very likely to transfer to Manchester United next season."

"That's a good fit. He's not only good at defensive positioning and has good footwork, but also has a very high passing accuracy."

Matic pulled Mata up.

The latter smiled: the opponent has evolved again, and their level of strategic maneuvering is getting better and better. He almost lost the ball to the opponent.

Studio.
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What? Another free kick? This time the distance is a bit close!
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It's difficult to kick if the ball is too close or too far.
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[Matic will never join Manchester United! If the transfer goes through, I'll eat a bowl of shit.]
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He can hold off a defensive midfield partner like Fabregas; if he were to pair with Maranda, it would be perfect.
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[Luo is going to show off again!]

Courtside.

The Manchester United assistant coaches looked excited.

"It's very difficult to score two free kicks in a single match."

"Yes, that's right, it's difficult, Chelsea should be prepared."

"What are you going to prepare? Li has so many free kicks he's good at!"

The other side.

Mourinho and Faria stood on the sidelines, loudly reminding their players of the wall of defenders.

Chelsea penalty area.

Courtois remained calm.

Relax your whole body.

I repeated to myself for the third time: as long as I win, a whole bunch of fans will naturally speak up for me!
Terry was still diligently directing the human wall.

"Pay attention to the curve of Lee's free kick."

"Leave some space in the middle, it's fine. He's good at all those curveball shots."

Li Luo arranged the soccer ball.

Looking at the Chelsea wall, I was completely dumbfounded.

Such a huge crack!

Isn't this practically free?

He took a few steps back and bumped into the referee.

"Let's see how Li Luo punishes us this time."

"It might be a tactical free kick, with Morata, Smalling, and other tall players all pushing forward."

"But Chelsea also has many tall players."

"It's very windy."

"The director gave Li Luo a close-up shot."

"Hehehe, why is he laughing?"

Beep!
The referee blows the whistle.

Li Luo began his running start.

His mental energy had been depleted by the 'spatial rehearsal'.

There was no phantom of a soul furnace.

There is no concrete representation of energy constructed by red lines.

This free kick will be very pure.

Shot: 90! Footwork: 89!

Arrive at the ball.

With immense strength.

Boom! ! !
The sound of the ball being struck echoed through the night sky.

It was as if the entire Stamford Bridge trembled slightly.

The wall of players in the penalty area looked completely bewildered.

Courtois was dumbfounded.

No large arc!
No large curves!!!
The football transformed into a cannonball, whistling through the air.

It's spinning.

Fire straight at the gap in the human wall!

Fierce and domineering.

Unstoppable.

They utterly crushed the wall and pierced Chelsea's net!

2:3! ! !

The audience was shocked!

"Pretty!"

"The ball is in!"

"A devastating, earth-shattering burst of energy!"

"Li Luo scored two goals tonight against the reigning Premier League champions Chelsea!"

Two free kicks!

"Incredible!"

"That shot was absolutely devastating!"

"A comeback!"

"Chelsea's proud ironclad defense was like a piece of paper soaked in water in front of him!"

"The great legacy of the Red Devils' number 7 jersey: whenever Manchester United is in trouble, the owner of this jersey always steps up and turns the tide."

The commentator's tone was excited.

Coach Zhang suddenly had a strange thought: Could it be that Li Luo will make Premier League history tonight?
Studio.
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That's incredible, Luo!
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[Two free kicks scored?]
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[Even with such a powerful opponent, Li Luo was able to achieve a devastating victory!]
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【Awesome! 】
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[Scoring another free kick, equaling a record that remains unbroken in football history.]
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【1998年12月13日拉齐奥5：2桑普多利亚的比赛中，米哈伊洛维奇上演了史无前例的任意球帽子戏法，这个纪录至今无人能破。】
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[Holy crap!]
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Tonight, Li Luo's opponent is still Chelsea!

Li Luo was already surrounded by his teammates.

"Incredible."

"incredible."

De Bruyne was so excited his cheeks were flushed. He had always thought that he would need some complicated strategy to find a way out at Stamford Bridge tonight. He never expected that Li Luo would lead Manchester United to victory in this way.

far away.

De Gea, who had just recovered from a cold, shivered in the night wind: "Thank goodness, Li and I are teammates."

Courtside.

Van Gaal slumped happily on the coach's bench, his red tie disheveled and stuck to his chest and shoulders.

Giggs quickly reminded him, "Boss, we can't stick to being dignified anymore. After taking the lead, we need to be more pragmatic to secure the victory more easily."

"it is good!"

The teaching assistants were taken aback.

Unexpectedly, the usually stubborn Old Van has compromised his football philosophy with reality tonight?
the other side.

Mourinho's assistant coach, Faria, made two substitutions in quick succession.

"Pedro replaces Oscar."

Mikel replaces Fabregas.

It's not that these two players are particularly strong.

Rather, they are different in style and function.

Using a specific point to represent the whole picture.

Chelsea will enter a new phase.

Li Luo had thought of this.

I have a tiny bit of regret: I used the spatial rehearsal capability too early.

Chelsea, the reigning Premier League champions, have a lot in their hands.

The game resumes.

Chelsea kick off.

Manchester United continued to employ a high-pressing strategy, but instead of sticking to the advanced "wide-field positioning," they adopted a "flexible positioning."

A "wide formation" requires reliable players in the back line.

Manchester United no longer stubbornly adheres to this style of play.

The effect was so-so.

They couldn't stop Chelsea.

only.

As the game progressed, the elderly Carrick ended up eating dumplings: he had successfully predicted William's attack direction.

"Pretty!"

"Carrick and Smalling combined for a brilliant steal!"

"Pass it back to Li Luo, who has made a safe run and created a passing opportunity!"

"Long pass!"

"Morata!"

Manchester United's counter-attack seemed to replicate Chelsea's "Fargo connection".

Morata sprints at high speed.

They were caught in a pincer attack by Terry and Cahill.

The soccer ball is falling.

First, they bumped into the head of a Spanish genius.

next second.

The man fell on his back and his horse fell over.

Beep!
The referee's whistle sounded like a death knell to Chelsea fans.

Another free kick?
The entire audience was stunned.

Courtside.

Van Gaal and Giggs were overjoyed and applauded excitedly.

Mourinho angrily crushed the water bottle.

Faria's lips twitched involuntarily: It would have been better to let Morata pass! That kid's footwork is a complete mess.

"Huh? In the final moments of the match, Manchester United have another free-kick opportunity!"

"Then Li Luo should definitely be the one to punish him!"

"A striker with a large build like Morata has long legs and is easily kicked by opponents."

Morata got up, turned around and made an apologetic gesture to the Chinese genius.

I feel a little guilty.

They always squander the good opportunities that Li Luo brings them.

'Li must really want me to win the Golden Boot, right?'

He even smiled at me and gave me a thumbs up—he's so good at comforting people! Manchester United was definitely the right choice for me!

Manchester United fans around the world, including those in China, couldn't help but feel tense.

Stamford Bridge has become a quiet library once again.

Li Luo bent down and arranged the soccer ball.

His gaze pierced through the Chelsea wall and locked onto the goal.

The commentator's voice trembled slightly: "We may witness a historic moment. No one in the Premier League has ever achieved a hat-trick of free kicks in a single game."

"It's been 17 years, and no one in the top five leagues has matched Mihajlovic's record."

Terry gave his teammates a few words of encouragement.

Courtois looked solemn.

We must hold on this time.

Otherwise, their value will be severely damaged.

It may become a backdrop that circulates for many, many years.

Beep!
The referee blows the whistle.

Li Luo started to move.

A diagonal approach run-up.

Windmill swing arm.

Every step they took resonated deeply with everyone.

A crescent moon blade?

Is it a crescent moon scimitar?
Viewers around the world watching on television felt their hearts leap into their throats, gripped tightly by an invisible force. Everyone was speculating about the final form of this free kick.

Arrive at the ball.

Li Luo's foot shape suddenly changed.

The moment the ball is touched.

Chelsea's wall leaped into the air, attempting to create an impenetrable aerial barrier.

But the football didn't take off; instead, it skimmed along the grass, transforming into an incredibly sharp blade that swept through the fleeting gap left by the wall's jump, lifting the white net.

Ground slash!
2:4! ! !

A hat-trick of free kicks!

"A historic moment!"

"Manchester United midfielder Li Luo equaled the free-kick record in the top five European leagues, a record that had stood for 17 years."

"At the same time, it set a new Premier League record!!!"

"Scored three free kicks in a single match against the reigning Premier League champions, Chelsea!!!"

"A magnificent feat!"

"He led Manchester United to a stunning upset against Chelsea at Stamford Bridge!"

Li Luo jogged all the way to the Manchester United coaching bench.

The coaching assistants, support staff, and substitute teammates swarmed around him and lifted him high in the air.

Media reporters also ran over along the sidelines.

Click!

Click!

He frantically pressed the shutter button.

"The Chinese who made history in the Premier League!"
Van Gaal stared blankly around, wondering if he was dreaming.

It's so unrealistic.

Premier League, hat-trick of free kicks
Mourinho was also stunned for a long time.

Faria covered his head with his hands.

On the green football field.

Chelsea's defense looked terrified.

Courtois's eyes revealed despair; his Dao heart was shattered.
Diego Costa picked his nose and rubbed it into the Chelsea goalkeeper's hair.

Hazard watched Li Luo's retreating figure, his eyes revealing undisguised admiration. When he noticed the camera pointed at him, he quickly forced a serious expression.

VIP private room.

Abu looked bewildered.

A hat trick of free kicks?

"It happened at Stamford Bridge."

"The opponent is Li Luo?"

The staff members didn't understand their boss's incoherent ramblings for a moment.
He quickly explained, "The coaching staff may have been misled. They kept assuming Li would unleash a free kick, and that's been their strategy all along."

"unimportant."

"This kind of thing is not important. All I know is that we witnessed a historic moment."

Studio.

The barrage of comments flew by.
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[Awesome! Incredible!]
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[A great chapter in the Premier League history, Guinness is working overnight to produce the certificate!]
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【Shocking! 】
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[Trying to kick a free kick like a penalty kick.]
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[I'm awesome!]
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Although Mihajlovic set a record back then, his career free-kick goals are fewer than Juninho's.

finally.

While fans around the world are still reveling in the great moments of Premier League history.

The referee blew the final whistle.

Chelsea 2-4 Manchester United.

(End of this chapter)