Lu Yin silly waist

Chapter 739

After Yi Le scored the second penalty kick, the two sides seemed to have a tacit understanding.

The fierce fighting in the first half caused a lot of physical exhaustion for both teams. For the sake of the second half, neither side was conducting too intense an attack.

Seeing this, commentators from all over the world can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Who knows how tired they are after shouting the whole game!

Zhan Jun took a few breaths and said with emotion; "This is really a soul-stirring game. Barcelona showed its iron-like discipline, while Paris chased hard and scored two goals in a row."

"Throughout the first half, everyone was running as hard as they could. They did not hesitate to attack and defend physically for the final victory!"

"On the stage of the quarter-finals of the Champions League, Paris Saint-Germain and Barcelona put on a show for us!"

"This is really exciting!"

After Zhan Jun finished speaking in one breath, the referee on the court also blew the whistle for halftime.

"Accompanied by the referee's whistle, the two sides entered the intermission. The score of this game is 2:1 Paris Saint-Germain has a slight lead, but the two teams have a 3:3 tie on the total score, and each has an away goal. The situation is stalemate again."

"Whether it is Paris Saint-Germain's glorious promotion at home or Barcelona's transfer to the semi-finals of the Thousand Miles of Glory, everything will show the final result after the end of the second half!"

The players were all returning to the locker room, and the camera was on Yi Le.

It can be seen from the camera that Yi Le is panting continuously, sweating profusely, and there is a hint of fatigue in his expression.

At the same time, Messi's side is also the same.

The fluffy beard that had grown up was tightly attached to the chin at this time, and the chest was rising and falling, swallowing saliva, and the lips were a little dry.

Both of them looked extremely tired, but their eyes were full of determination.

Seeing this, Zhang Lu couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "In this game, both Yi Le and Messi tried their best. What surprised us most was that the 32-year-old Messi is also so outstanding in terms of physical fitness. In the first half, Messi became the axis of offense. Barcelona kept trying to advance from the left. With Messi's desperate breakthrough, this is the current situation."

"Yes, and it's the same in Paris. Yi Le ran all over the court, attacking and defending with both hands. Without Neymar organizing the frontcourt, he carried all the burdens by himself, without any complaints, and worked hard."

"They are all the best players in football today. Maybe we underestimated the value of this game. Judging from the performance of these two players, this is definitely no less exciting than the Champions League final!"

The commentators were all feeling the excitement of this game, and at the same time entered into the discussion about the second half.

On the other side, the two teams returned to the locker room, and the head coach hurriedly made arrangements.

Now there are acute questions for both teams.

Paris Saint-Germain: How to resist Barcelona's breakthrough on the left?

Barcelona: How to resist the high-intensity advancement of the Parisian midfielder?

At this time, in the Barcelona locker room, Pique was shirtless, poured a bottle of water on his head, shook his head, and said: "We must guard Yi, even if we can't guard him, we can't let him play like the first half!"

Pique has a deep understanding of Yi Le's threat. As the core of the defense, Pique must not only lead the team's defense, but also be alert to Yi Le's every handling of the ball.

For Yi Le's magical passing ideas, Pique has learned a lot, and he can't imagine what kind of passes Yi Le can play next.

Busquets, Rakitic and others were silent. They were ashamed to speak. Obviously, in this game, they were once again suppressed by Yi Le.

It is impossible to expect them to restrict Yi Le.

"I'll limit it!"

Suddenly there was a voice, and Messi got up and said: "I still have some physical fitness left, and I feel that I can take care of both breakthrough and pressing. When the midfielder can't limit Yi Le, I can only draw people from the frontcourt."

Barcelona coach Ernesto Valverde frowned slightly, looked at Messi and said, "Are you sure?"

Messi nodded and said; "Actually, I don't need to steal his ball. I just need to limit his ball route and give him some harassment. During my retreat, Suarez can also go sideways. Among Coutinho, we still have a good offensive ability."

Valverde thought for a while, pursed his lips and nodded; "Okay, let's do it like this!"

On the other side, in Paris Saint-Germain's locker room, Boas is also making adjustments.

"It must be restricted on the left. Kanter and Marchinhos switch positions. Kanter doesn't need to support Yi. Your task is to keep an eye on Messi. Can you do it!"

Kanter took a sip of water, nodded and said, "Understood!"

After briefly talking about the tactical arrangements for the second half, Boas looked around. Everyone's tired expressions made him quite worried, especially Yi Le.

At this time, Yi Le was sitting on the bench with his back against the locker, his head raised, a towel was spread on his face, covering the part above his nose, and he was panting heavily.

Assistant coach Michelle wanted to help Yi Le relax, but Yi Le waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need it.

Still without saying a word, he just sat on the chair and continued to pant.

Everyone can see Yi Le's exhaustion. In fact, they also know how hard Yi Le is in this game.

And during the intermission, Yi Le didn't say a word, in order to keep his focus and keep his excited body from cooling down.

Seeing Yi Le's exhausted appearance, Boas thought for a moment and said, "Verratti, get ready for the second half."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Le's voice suddenly sounded.

"No need!"

Everyone looked over, and saw that Yi Le still looked like that. He took off the aggressive, took a few deep breaths, and finally recovered some breathing frequency. He continued: "I can insist, there can be no personnel changes in the back line, boss, what you should think about is how to increase the defensive strength, and the offense is left to us!"

This guy

Boas grinned, he didn't know whether Yi Le was trying to be brave or if he could really persevere.

During the hesitation, Di Maria also said: "I will increase my running distance in the second half. In this team, my physical fitness is well preserved. I will help Yi share some of the offensive burden."

Hearing this, Boas also sighed, and said: "Okay, guys, there are 45 minutes left, stick to it, score a goal, and we will get close to the semi-finals together!"

"There are still three games to come. If we win these three games, we will be the only team that won the Champions League consecutively after the restructuring of the Champions League."

Boas said with a serious face; "At that time, we will be the best in history in the true sense!"

One sentence brightened the eyes of all Paris players.

They grinned one after another, the title of the best in history is really fascinating, a force surged out of their tired bodies for some reason.

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