football world number one

Chapter 1468
In the last intermission of the league, the professor said less than in any previous game, and he laughed as he watched his disciples sitting on their seats waiting to see him.

"Don't be nervous lads, you've done a great job."

Don't talk about problems, don't mention tactics, the professor clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

"The second half, continue to enjoy the game."

"clear!!!"

In the following time, the Gunners began to communicate freely. Everyone talked and laughed and left the tension of the game behind until the locker room door was knocked again.

As the captain, Liu Feng stood up again. He didn't choose to use any slogans to mobilize the emotions of his teammates, because he had already seen the firm eyes in everyone's eyes.

"set off!"

Push open the door and walk into the familiar player tunnel. This is the end of Liu Feng's second season here, and he is already familiar with the environment, the air and everyone here.

Smiling and nodding to the staff who looked at him with excitement, he took the lead and stepped into the court.

"Arsenal! Arsenal! Arsenal!!!"

Cheers broke into his ears, and Liu Feng vaguely heard his name amidst the neat shouts of the fans. He looked up at the stand of diehard fans, and Yuan Xiao, who was wearing his own jersey and waving the flag in his hand, also came into Liu Feng's sight.

Waving vigorously in that direction, Liu Feng clapped his hands to signal his teammates to join the battle.

"The two teams reappeared on the pitch, the two sides quickly settled down, the kick-off in the second half was in the hands of Chelsea, Torres and Lukaku stood opposite each other in front of the kick-off point."

"Shh!!!"

As soon as the whistle blew, there were almost no preparations that needed to be done before the start of the second half. After the referee blew the whistle in his mouth, he started running directly.

"The game started again, Torres returned to the center after receiving a pass from Lukaku, Lampard held the ball in the midfield, and the Blues quickly opened up."

The formation and lineup of the two teams have not changed much after the intermission. After the restart, they still hold on to the idea that they are best at playing against the enemy.

The Blues' possession continued for some time after the opening and began to seep outwards, and their first attack began as Lampard got rid of the pressing Ganso and sent the ball into the Gunners' half.

"Torres got the ball, with Ramsey's close defense beside him, pulled the ball and turned to the right, and sent the ball directly. Ramirez on the right received the ball, and he slapped his horse and rushed along the sidewalk."

Turning from the center to the right, Chelsea's two strikers were not idle. After Torres passed the ball, he turned back and rushed forward along the center.

As for another striker Lukaku, he is already on his way forward. This young Belgian center is now called a little monster by many fans.

They are both black, but their physical speed and shooting are very similar. It is not believed that Chelsea is not training successors for Drogba.

And the performance of this teenager is also worthy of his title.

"Ramirez dribbled the ball and met Alves. He dribbled the ball obliquely towards the penalty area. Alves had already leaned against him. It was not a rational choice to continue dribbling. Sure enough, pass the ball~"

Zhan Jun watched Chelsea's progress on the field intently. When the ball passed from the feet of Ramirez and flew in an arc from the front of the penalty area to the gap in the middle of the Gunners' back line, his pupils dilated.

"Lukaku! Suddenly, he got the ball first, and the murderous intention appeared. Mertesacker quickly came over to interfere and chose to hit the goal forcibly!!!"

"Oh!"

With a muffled sound, the ball flew high, flew high in front of Fabianski's surprised eyes, and then continued to fly high towards the stands.

"Hey, masturbation, Mertesacker's interference made Lukaku not able to handle the shooting well."

Seeing this scene, both commentators breathed a sigh of relief.

A little monster is a little monster, and it hasn't reached the point where Drogba can blast the ball into the goal with a person on his body. This player still needs more training.

On the court, the ball boy behind the goal threw the ball to Fabianski and then turned around and climbed up to the stands to find the ball. Fabianski was not in a hurry to put the ball on the small penalty area line.

"Chelsea's offense is generally very sharp, but Arsenal's follow-up defense is also very good. The two teams are still playing the game with enough energy in the second half."

There was a muffled sound, the ball was kicked by the goalkeeper, and the game came to 10 minutes later, the game continued, and the eyes of the fans continued to focus on the field.

On the green field, the ball flew into the midfield from the backcourt, and the central players of the two teams also began to constantly press and steal the ball here.

At one moment you just violently charged me to cut off the ball, and at the next moment my teammate intercepted the ball from your feet with a tackle. The seven midfielders of the two teams and the occasional strikers all participated in this hand-to-hand fight.

In these 10 minutes, Arsenal did not gain any advantage. Neither their numerical advantage nor the main attacking style of this game was to wrestle with Chelsea's midfielders.

Therefore, when Arsenal finally got the ball again in a series of chaos in the 605th minute of the game, they began to change their tactics.

Instead of fighting hand-to-hand with the opponent in the middle, he started to take two sideways, the focus of which was the left side where Liu Feng and Alves were.

"Alves got the ball on the left side. This is already how many times he got involved in the team's offense in this game. He knocked the ball across the half-court. Chelsea had to assign one person to mark him."

At this point in the game, the coaches of the two teams began to look back at the substitute players, but the scene on the field did not attract their attention for a while.

However, in the gap after this fierce confrontation, the score change came again.

"The bodies kept touching and confronting each other. The shoulders of the two were stuck with each other. Liu Feng pulled back from the frontcourt to respond. The distance between the two was getting closer and closer. A ball was passed to Liu Feng who was standing close to the sideline."

"Bang~"

Facing the ball from his teammates, Liu Feng adjusted the direction of the ball slightly and passed it vigorously without pausing.

"The ball rolled diagonally towards the penalty area. It was a through ball, Giroud! He ran into position, stuck David Luiz behind him, and hit the goal!!!"

"Oh!"

A perfect match, at a time when everyone thought that Liu Feng and Alves would cooperate, Liu Feng's magical kick can be regarded as experience.

Giroud, who moved from the middle to the left side of the penalty area early, made a perfect blow to the ball rolling from the left rear.

"Go in! Go in! Go in!!!"

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