green waist king

Chapter 549 Attack frenzy!

After getting the third corner, Liverpool started to make trouble in the big penalty area.

In front of Paris Saint-Germain's goal, Mane, Gomez, Van Dijk, Mo Yang and Ibrahimovic are all crowded in front of the goal, plus seven people from Paris Saint-Germain, Thiago and Marquinhos, directly The goalkeeper Areola was submerged, and only two raised hands could be seen.

"Haha..." Zhan Jun and Zhang Lu laughed heartily in the live broadcast room.

"This is a very novel corner kick tactic this year. Instead of placing a top point outside the small penalty area, it is all crowded in the small penalty area to limit the opponent's goalkeeper and prevent the goalkeeper from expanding the scope of defense!"

As soon as Zhang Lu finished speaking, Arnold took the corner kick.

I still found Mo Yang, who was in front of Mo Yang, but Rabiot in front of Mo Yang reacted very quickly and alertly, took a step forward, and directly headed the ball to make a clearance.

On the outside of the left rib, Robertson arrived at the landing point first, took off in front of Mbappe, and headed to Arnold who withdrew from the corner kick to meet him.

Arnold stopped the ball with his chest, and Cavani rushed out of the penalty area in time, blocking the line from which he continued to pass and cut inside.

Arnold had to continue to pass back to Robertson who was retreating along the sideline, and then the ball was passed all the way back to Henderson behind the center line.

Paris Saint-Germain's formation followed the ball, pressing forward all the way.

But as soon as it was pressed out, the formation had not yet formed, and Henderson directly made another long pass to the wing, and once again gave the ball to Moyang on the left.

For a while, the Paris Saint-Germain players had to go back to the penalty area.

On the outside line of the left rib, Mo Yang unloaded the ball. At the same time, Mane ran from the rib to the baseline and took Rabiot away.

And Mo Yang dribbled horizontally to the rib area, hooking the Parisian right back Meunier from the sideline of the penalty area, creating space for Mane to move.

Entering the rib area, Mo Yang suddenly raised his foot sideways, making a fake move to hoist the ball into the penalty area. He successfully tricked Meunier, who was inside, raised his right foot high and lightly, and suddenly dunked the ball to the sideline of the penalty area.

Mane took the ball and quickly kicked a pass, still looking for Ibrahimovic.

But Silva stared at Ibrahimovic very tightly, and took advantage of his body to clear the ball again.

The second ball landed on the left rib, Mo Yang took off on the spot, crushed Meunier, headed back, and gave it to Van Dijk who responded in front of the left rib.

Van Dijk kicked the ball, did not give the Paris Saint-Germain players time to react, and quickly split the side again.

Outside the left side of the penalty area, Mane, who unloaded the ball, continued to pass.

This time he found Salah, who was at the back, but in a hurry, he used more strength and was too high. The ball passed Salah and fell to the outside of the right side of the penalty area.

In the right rib area, Arnold rushed to the landing point to take the ball in time, then went directly to the bottom and forced a pass, but the ball was blocked by Bernat out of the sideline.

"It's been 7 minutes, and Paris Saint-Germain was beaten by Liverpool in the penalty area!"

"It seems that Klopp has made up his mind to play the long game today!" Zhang Lu laughed.

As soon as the two finished speaking, a dangerous situation reappeared in front of the gate of Paris Saint-Germain.

On the field, Arnold threw the sideline ball directly to the right rib area.

In the right rib area, Salah and Ibrahimovic started at the same time, one left and one right. Ibrahimovic ran out, and Salah drilled in.

Ibrahimovic came to the point of the ball, took the ball with his back, raised his left foot and knocked back with his heel, trying to give it to Salah.

But Marchinhos and Silva, who were right next to them, cooperated very tacitly, blocking Salah who was drilling in one after the other.

Salah saw that the ball was going to be lost, so he jumped directly to the right the moment he touched the ball.
But when he jumped out, he raised his left foot and kicked the ball directly towards Mo Yang, who was unmarked in front of the top of the arc in the middle.

On the right side of the top of the arc, Rabio, who was following Salah, saw that there was no one around Mo Yang, his heart skipped a beat, and he rushed to the top of the arc immediately.

Before the free throw arc, Mo Yang faced the goal, and when the ball was close, he suddenly raised his right foot and put a pad on the bottom of the ball, and the ball obediently flew to the left.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yang took advantage of the situation and put down his right foot, kicked heavily on the soft turf, using his body to complete a turn, and quickly followed the ball.

At the top of the arc, without waiting for the ball to touch the ground, Mo Yang raised his left foot and made a cold shot.
After the ball was under force, it was like an arrow off the string in an instant, sticking to the turf and jumping towards the goal on the right.

On the goal line, Areola stands slightly to the right, but his concentration is high at this time.

The moment Mo Yang shot the goal, he judged the line based on experience in an instant, so he leaned directly to the left, kicked his left foot heavily on the turf, and flew sideways to the left post.

"Areola!!!"

Zhan Jun exclaimed when he saw Areola save Mo Yangqiu from the bottom line again.

All around the stands, the [-] Red Army fans also let out a cry of annoyance.

Mo Yang's kick was fast and the angle was tricky. It went straight to the inside of the right post, but Areola still made it.

On the sidelines, both Klopp and Tuchel's blood vessels were about to explode.

Klopp was angry, but Tuchel was scared.

"Counterattack! Counterattack! Counterattack!!!"

Tuchel stood on the sidelines and kept shouting towards the field, his face extremely dignified.

To continue being beaten like this, Areola can defend this time, but it may not be the next time. Sooner or later, Liverpool will have to score one.

"What are you doing?"

"Why didn't you follow that number 8!!!"

In the small penalty area, Areola, who made another key save, got up and roared, and then called them one by one, his face flushed with endless anger.

No one responded to Areola.

Neymar and Mbappe are a little depressed today.

They didn't expect the game to suddenly become like this.

Except for being able to touch the ball in the first two or three minutes, now almost 3 minutes have passed, and they have not even rushed to the opponent's half.

Seeing the rebroadcast footage being shown on Areola, Zhan Jun said cheerfully: "I'm afraid Areola didn't expect that I would be so busy today!"

"Moyang's shot this time, this coherent movement connection is really pleasing to the eye!"

"Yes, I made a judgment in an instant. I knew that my right foot shot might be interfered and blocked by Rabiot, and then I immediately switched to my left foot. I took advantage of the situation to get Rabiot behind me. The most important thing is that every movement of his seems to use It’s as if the ruler has been measured in advance, every step is just right, turn around and swing your feet!”

"Pfft! Hahaha..."

As soon as Zhan Jun finished speaking, the director shot everything, so everyone saw Alisson squatting on the end line in front of the Liverpool penalty area, with the word "boring" written all over his chubby face, and immediately teased everyone .

On the field, Liverpool's fourth corner kick was replaced by Salah.

In the small restricted area of ​​Paris Saint-Germain, there are a lot of people crowded according to the old rules.

Soon, Salah sent a corner kick on the right. After the ball vacated, it turned from left to right to the near goal post. It was unclear whether it was a direct shot or a near point Ibrahimovic.

Areola's reaction was still very fast, and he hit the ball directly with both fists.

This time the ball finally failed to fall to the feet of the Liverpool players, but to Neymar in the right rib area.

After Neymar took the ball, he slammed on the accelerator and leaned directly to the side.

At this moment, Neymar was suffocating in his heart, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

But just a few seconds later, he had just ran four or five meters, before he could fully pull up the speed, a red figure flashed across the sky, lifted his foot and directly chopped the ball out of the sideline.

Neymar didn't stop, hit it directly, and then bounced back and fell squatting.

But Mo Yang, who stopped him, just tilted his body on the spot, and it was clear at a glance which of the two was stronger or weaker.

Looking at Mo Yang who slowly turned away, Neymar felt extremely depressed.

This feeling is like flirting with a beautiful woman. When you are about to get to the point, the beautiful woman on the other side suddenly tells you that he is a man.

"The game has been going on for almost 15 minutes, and during this period, Paris Saint-Germain has not scored a goal, and Liverpool, they are helping Paris Saint-Germain train the goalkeeper for free!" Zhan Jun laughed humorously.

"Hahaha..." Zhang Lu was amused, "Today Moyang and Milner's restrictions on Mbappe and Neymar in the left and right halves seem to be successful so far! Human vigilance!"

"Yes, during this period of time, Liverpool's MSY combination beat Paris Saint-Germain's CNM combination. Tuchel has to find a way. I feel that Liverpool is not far from scoring, maybe in the next second!"

(End of this chapter)