football's number one madman

Chapter 711 Don't Want to Stop!

“Wuhu~~~”

The two masters of the Pineapple Hall let out an exclamation at the same time.

Shen Fangjian forcibly restrained his excitement:
"Stones has tried his best to interfere, but Li Polo still completed a super difficult upside-down golden hook!"

Jia Tianning's realm is even higher:
"Maybe Lee Polo should thank Stones.

If it weren't for Stones' interference, Lee Polo would just score an unremarkable high-altitude header as usual.

It was because of Stones' full efforts to stop him that he was able to inspire, and under almost impossible conditions, he completed this shocking super world wave!
At this moment, bouncing and strength, toughness and flexibility, flexibility and experience... Lee Polo showed his personal ability to the fullest! "
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The two hall masters boasted a little too early. When they were boasting in different ways, Li Poluo was lying on the grass with his teeth bared and unable to get up for a long time.

Although his goal was extremely exciting, but this collision also made him fall on all fours!
His back seemed to be smashed into 18 yuan pieces, and his entire spine was aching!
Stones didn't feel well either. He was directly turned over by his momentum, and he ate a mouthful of turf. His whole jaw was dripping with blood. What's more, his left shoulder was directly dislocated!

The great gods of ancient times could continue the game with a bandage on their shoulders, but Stones obviously couldn't reach this level and could only be replaced by Otamendi.

"Made, why do you want me to appear again?"

"I really don't want to fight that guy!"

While cursing, Otamendi took off the substitute's vest and prepared to put it on.

Then he sees:

That guy... was actually lifted off the field by the team doctors!
The Argentine Iron Guard's eyes lit up:
【This guy...will be injured too? ! 】

Looking at Li Polo lying on the stretcher with a painful expression on his face, Otamendi suddenly felt:

Today's Ittihad, even the air in the stadium is full of fragrance!

His legs were instantly full of strength, and his steps became brisk!
[Come on, whether it's Hazard, William, or Giroud and Remy on the bench, I can split them [-]-[-]! 】
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"Li Polo looks seriously injured!"

Lineker also regained his composure from the shock just now:
"In my impression, I don't remember him being carried out of the game on a stretcher at all!"
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"During the fall, he didn't have any protective measures at all, and his entire back fell directly on the turf!"

As a fierce central defender, Carragher is obviously very experienced in such collisions. He even mentioned the only physical law in his mind:
"We all know that the effect of force is mutual. Looking at Stones' tragic situation, we know that Lee Polo will definitely not feel well now!"

Neville didn't say anything this time.

Because in his memory, Li Polo was indeed rarely injured. Even though Ramos, Godin and other iron-blooded warriors targeted him in every possible way in La Liga, he never left the game due to injury.

Stones' actions this time were not bad, but Li Polo's speed was too fast, his momentum was too strong, and he was in mid-air with no room for buffering, which led to the serious consequences of this accident...

Cudicini was flustered immediately. He asked the assistant coach to inform Giroud to warm up, and he rushed to the team doctor to get first-hand information.

The medical director Bi Oscar carefully touched Li Poluo's back, while slightly shaking his head:
"He fell very badly. Even if he didn't hurt his bones, he couldn't move vigorously immediately. He should be sent to the hospital for a comprehensive examination to prevent the internal organs from concussing and bleeding..."

Cudicini nodded solemnly:
"I see, Polo, you can rest in peace!"

After all, Li Polo just kicked a poor goalkeeper until his internal organs bleed a few days ago, and now it is his turn to be injured, maybe he will pay for it?
Cudicini was about to comfort the wounded again, but he saw Li Polo frowning and waving his hand:

"I'll just lie down for a while, let the team play defensive counterattack for a while, and I will definitely return to the game!"

Coach Ku opened his mouth, wanting to show his authority as a coach, but he chose to remain silent.

He patted Lee Polo on the shoulder:

"I... we are waiting for you!"
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"Hey? Why was Giroud, who was standing on the sidelines ready to appear, called back?"

Not only was the commentator a little confused, but even Giroud himself didn't understand the coach's wave of operations.

Before Lee Polo was carried off the field, Giroud had already started warming up. Now that Lee Polo had been inspected for 3 minutes on the sidelines, he was told that he didn't need to play for the time being!

He glanced puzzledly at Li Boluo lying on the ground, and then at the other teammates on the bench:

[This guy almost broke into eight pieces, how could he continue to persist? 】

[Could it be... to replace it with his dog leg, Remy? 】

As if a radar antenna was installed on his head, Remy immediately met his gaze:
"Boss Polo, you won't get hurt so easily!"
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Despite Remy's confidence in his big brother, Chelsea were playing more with less when play resumed.

"There's no need to insist, Polo!"

Bi Oscar sprayed Li Polo with painkillers while persuading him:
"We have a big lead in the league. There is no need to pay too much attention to the outcome of a game. Keeping healthy is the more important thing!"

When he glanced down, he knew that his earnest persuasion had no effect at all!
Li Boluo, who was lying on the ground, tilted his head slightly, but his eyes did not seem to be obedient at all...

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said clearly:
"We've won 25 games in the league and I don't want to stop here!"
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Lee Polo's temporary injury forced Chelsea to undergo a major change in tactics.

William consciously retreated to help Cesc Fabregas and Kanter strengthen the press, so as to make up for the vacancy in the midfield after the absence of Lee Polo.

Chelsea's defensive strength has been temporarily compensated, but in this way, Hazard cannot fully bear the burden of offense alone.

After all, the Manchester City team has Walker, Laporte, Otamendi who just played, and Zinchenko. Such a defensive combination is really difficult for him to deal with alone!

In the 34th minute, facing Kanter's personal marking, De Bruyne finally threw away half of his body and sent a very graceful arc cross.

The ball bypassed the two central defenders Rudiger and Christensen, and passed accurately to Sterling on the left, but Sibao never found the brave state after the start, and his volley shot was weak, and was caught Navas easily confiscated.

Keylor Navas threw the ball quickly, Alonso moved a wide range to find Willian, the Brazilian winger quickly dribbled the ball across the halfway line and put the ball under Hazard's feet, Chelsea's counterattack was advanced in just seven or eight seconds To the heart of Manchester City.

But... Hazard is alone, facing the entire defense line of Manchester City, as well as Fernandinho and Gundogan who are chasing back at high speed!

Even though his dribbling skills are extremely exquisite and proficient, under the double-teaming of as many as five people, there is no way to break through the encirclement, and he can only be intercepted by Otamendi!
Otamendi, who fears Li Polo like a tiger, is as tenacious and strong as an iron tower in front of Hazard!
This time, Manchester City not only contained Chelsea's quick counterattack, but also completed their own counterattack. Gundogan kicked a long-distance through ball and instantly tore through Chelsea's midfield defense!
Sterling, who just missed the opportunity, went straight behind Moses from the left, and after attracting Azpilicueta's attention, he swept the ball to the center!

Christensen was half a beat behind, and Aguero, who was lurking behind him, accelerated to the top and flew into the goal with the ball!

3: 2!

Manchester City will lead the score again!
"Ah~ Quiro!!!"

Li Polo, who was lying on the sidelines, couldn't help laughing as he felt that the entire Etihad Stadium was suddenly ignited with passion.

Bi Oscar, who was still undergoing the final treatment on him, suddenly felt that his temperature was a little low:

[This guy...why can he still laugh? 】

"That's enough, Professor!"

Li Poluo took a deep breath and sat up with his help.

He moved his shoulders slightly to make sure that the pain in his back had gradually disappeared, then he stood up with confidence and smiled at the fans in the stands around him.

"Sigh~~~"

After seeing his smile, more than 3 Manchester City fans took a breath in unison!
The temperature in the entire Etihad Stadium suddenly rose by 0.5 degrees!
[Stones, Stones, you have hurt yourself, how can the other party be unscathed? 】

[Negative sentiment from the Etihad Stadium, +74555! ! 】

(End of this chapter)