football's number one madman

Chapter 797 The decisive battle against Chelsea!
"I didn't expect us to meet again so soon, Polo."

9 month 24 day.

Hungary's capital, Budapest.

Puskas Arena.

Chelsea boss Cesc Fabregas looked bitterly at his opponent.

Li Poluo patted him on the shoulder with a smile:

"It's really difficult for you to find a way to deal with me in a week!"

[Negative emotions from Fabregas, +444! 】

[Chelsea team, +5555! 】
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This is the venue for the 2020 UEFA Super Cup.

Champions League champions Chelsea, will face the Europa League champions here... New Wimbledon!

Only 8 days have passed since Lee Polo left the Blues, and they are about to become rivals!

Azpilicueta, Keylor Navas, Rudiger, Christensen, Alonso, Kante, Chick, Mount, Giroud...

"Hey guys!"

Lee Polo and his former teammates agreed one by one, and then dropped a cold and heartless greeting:
"It would be the first title Chelsea have lost since 2017."

Blues captain Azpilicueta wanted to refute for the team, but found that he couldn't open his mouth at all!
Instead, Haverts, the only new aid who was not familiar with him, stood up:

"We all know you're strong, man, but... we're the best team in football right now!"

The logic of the 21-year-old German teenager is very simple:
He has been taught since childhood that football is a team sport.

Chelsea is the only superdominant in football between 2017 and 2020. Even if one or two superstars are gone, it will not damage the overall strength.

In the sport of football, the power of the individual is small after all.

No matter how strong Li Polo is, it is impossible to bring a mid-range team that ranked 8th in the league last season to the same level as Chelsea in just 8 days!
The mature and stable Giroud quickly grabbed him:
"Don't say it anymore!"

Even Kanter, who rarely voiced his opinion, was firm:

"Li Polo, he is the god of football!"
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"You can come and help me defend more!"

As soon as the players from both sides settled down, Christensen sent a signal to Rudiger for help.

Rudiger's black face was expressionless:
"Haven't you figured out that guy's temper?"

"He has never been a bullying person!"

Christensen froze for a moment, and saw a complicated and strange change in Rudiger's expression:

"So... you have to come and help me!"

"I'm stronger than you, Lee Polo will definitely come to me!"

Christensen was very upset:
[You mean... I'm a rookie? 】

【Only you, Rudiger, are qualified to fight Li Polo? 】
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Sometimes, people have to have self-knowledge.

If the peak Rudiger belongs to the top star, the peak Christensen can only barely touch the threshold of a first-class player, and there is still a gap between Rudiger and Rudiger!

In Lee Polo's eyes, Christensen at his peak is not as good as a healthy Phil Jones...

As soon as the game started, Li Polo directly dribbled the ball towards Chelsea's hinterland!
His first opponent is Kanter, the world's number one defensive midfielder!
Speed, flexibility, balance, endurance... Kanter is the top of the midfielder, and even Messi can't fully take advantage of it in a one-on-one contest.

But... Today, he has met the most difficult opponent he has ever faced!
Li Poluo just stretched out an arm in a blocking posture, and Kanter could only stare at the periphery!

After all... the height of the French midfielder is only 168cm. It is really difficult for someone to stretch his feet to steal the ball!
I saw Li Polo carrying the ball with a relaxed face, driving straight from the center to the front of Chelsea's penalty area. He didn't even make any fake moves, but just used a trick to suddenly accelerate and broke through the defense of Rudiger and Christensen area!

"Seal the near corner!"

Navas had only one thought in his mind, but before he had time to get off the ground, a blur suddenly appeared in front of his eyes!
Li Poluo's right leg has been retracted, he turned to Rudiger, and shook his head with a half-smile:

"Did this summer vacation make you slack? If it was the team training last season, you should be able to keep up with my rhythm, right?"

Rudiger's cheeks were hot.

He couldn't help but find a reason:
"I just recovered, my body is a little heavy!"

Li Poluo finally showed a smile:

"I just said, how can you be so weak!"

Rudiger suddenly beat a drum in his heart:
【Is this bastard trying to get mad at me? 】
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"Drip, drip, drip~~"

The 90-minute game came to an end quickly.

Considering that Abramovich took care of him in every possible way, Lee Polo did not kill him, but chose the route of "friendship first, competition second".

This is the first time he has released water openly in the game!

In addition to completing five goals in the first half, he retreated to the midfield throughout the second half. Except for the occasional long-range shot, he never made any attack on the goal!
Seeing that he was so unwilling to make progress, Cazorla almost wanted to give him two big mouths!
[I am already 38 years old! 】

[If I want to surpass Cesc Fabregas and set a record for the season's assist leader, I don't have much time left! 】

[Could you be a little more angry? 】

[In this game, I only got three assists! 】

Cazorla in the midfield was so angry, but Delph, Upamecano, Jones, and Teddy on the defensive line were very grateful to him.

After all, after Lee Polo retreated, Wimbledon's midfield seemed to have built an iron wall, and the pressure on the back line was immediately reduced by more than half!

This is also one of the important reasons why Kuangbang kept zero seals in this game!

You know, Wenger, the sports director of Crazy Gang, adopted the strategy of "low basic salary + high bonus" when negotiating contracts with every player. If players want to earn more money, they must work hard on the court. !
The zero seal bonus is also part of the bonus!
7: 0!

Li Polo, who scored five consecutive goals in the first half, accidentally triggered his talent during a corner kick attack in the second half, and knocked Cazorla's corner kick into the goal!
The third brother who got 4 assists is still not satisfied:

[If Lee Polo shows his peak form and scores 15+ goals in a game, I can get at least seven or eight assists, right? 】

[Just one assist is only 2000 yuan in bonuses, because Li Polo let go, I lost at least 6000 yuan in this game! 】

Looking at Li Poluo's muscles all over, Casoya hated his teeth itching:

[If it wasn't for me not being able to beat him, he wouldn't even want to walk out of this stadium! 】

At this time, Li Poluo, after half a year of hard training, has already won three international boxing competitions and five mixed martial arts championships. It is not impossible to reluctantly call him "King of Fighting"!
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"I have a bad feeling..."

After the game, Cesc Fabregas shook hands with Li Polo helplessly:

"In this season, I only have one championship to fight for..."

Li Poluo raised his eyebrows subconsciously:
"Oh? You still have this confidence?"

The law director smiled wryly:
"It's the Club World Cup..."

Li Poluo froze for a moment, and then let out a hearty laugh:

"That's not bad, king of the world!"

He turned to Rudiger again:

"You have to take good care of your body."

"Next time, I will face-to-face with the peak you!"

Rudiger's face became even darker!
[I'm at my peak right now! 】

[The next time we meet, maybe I'll catch a cold and have a fever! 】

[Negative emotions from Antonio Rudiger, +995! 】

(End of this chapter)