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Chapter 231 Champions League Assists King

"Arsenal's corners are very dangerous, Real Madrid have to be careful."

"Indeed, both Campbell and Vieira are good headers. Let's see how Arsenal took the penalty. Hey, why did Chen Mo go to the corner?"

Looking at Chen Mo at the corner, the commentators were puzzled.

Chen Mo's curve ball is very good, but Pires's is not bad, and because Arsenal's corner kick usually allows the central defender Campbell, who has a stronger header, to enter the penalty area to grab points, so most of the time Chen Mo will be dragged behind the top of the arc The position grabs the second point long shot, or solid defense.

"What kind of trick is this?"

"You know how to kick!"

"Don't try to beat us at the Bernabeu!"

Not only the commentary was puzzled, but the Real Madrid players in the penalty area were also a little confused, but the Real Madrid fans at the corner didn't care about it, they kept booing Chen Mo.

Sweat dripped down the back of his neck along his ear-length hair, and he stretched out his hand to stroke it back. Standing at the corner, Chen Mo took a deep breath, raised his left hand in a pistol pose, and at the same time cast his eyes on the teammate.

"This is.!"

The moment they looked at each other, all the Arsenal players rushed towards the goal, and at this moment, Chen Mo made a run-up and threw his right leg towards the right side of the ball!

tease!

Great arc!
"Is this ball going to be passed behind? But oh!!! My God! This ball is not passed behind! Chen Mo directly hit the goal!"

Half Moon Cut!
Corner kick hanging goal!

The commentator exclaimed, all the audience stood up instantly, and Real Madrid immediately became a mess in front of the gate!
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the high-speed rotating ball flew across a half-moon in the air and hung straight to the back post of the goal!At this time, Real Madrid's players, including goalkeeper Casillas, were brought forward by Arsenal players!
"Have it!"

At the corner kick, Chen Mo, who was looking at the ball path and position with his head full, had a look of joy on his face, but in the next second, "Duang!", the high-speed spinning ball passed the ten fingers saved by Casillas, and finally died. Knock to the upper right corner of the goal!

"HOOOOOOO!!!"

"My God! Just a little bit!"

"The ball didn't fly away! There was a chaotic battle in front of Real Madrid! Vieira grabbed a shot! I bought it!! Fantastic save! Iker Casillas landed so fast! Is there any second point! Oh! Oh!!! The ball is in!!! The ball is in!!! Henry scored with a low shot! The ball went through Iker Casillas' crotch!"

"Two to zero!!! In the 303rd minute of the game, Arsenal scored another goal! This is already Henry's second goal in this game! His state is unstoppable!!!"

"Thierry!"

"HenNNNNry!"

"Thierry!!"

"HenNNNNry!!"

"Thierry!!!"

"HenNNNNNNNNNNNNNNRY!!!"

The commentator roared, and the Arsenal fans behind the goal cheered happily. Under the eyes of everyone, Henry rushed to the corner kick wildly, lifted the red and white jersey to cover his head, and opened his hands to enjoy the cheers of the fans, but was quickly rushed by Chen Mo and others fell to the ground!
"If the ball is a little crooked, Xiao Mo has scored!"

"Exactly! But, the whole team is in such a good state now. It seems that they really have a chance to win the championship this year. Xiao Mo will definitely be very happy!"

The surrounding Arsenal fans were bouncing and shouting loudly.

Leaning on the railing and looking at Chen Mo who was stacking Arhats not far away, and hearing what Yuechi Kaoru said, Keli grinned, turned around and leaned against the railing, revealing her fair neck, put the juice on her chest, and bit her mouth The straw sucked and sucked: "Sure, he is very competitive. But what did you mean when you said you were going back to Japan for a while?"

"what?"

Tsukichi Kaoru, who was cheering loudly with his hands in front of his mouth, was taken aback for a moment, but his mouth shrugged helplessly, "Well, that is the national league for high school students in our country.

This year they insisted on setting up some kind of league manager, which is almost the meaning of endorsement and publicity. They originally wanted to invite the female star Xinheng Yui, but a large group of fans ran to the door of the Football Association to demonstrate, and they insisted on letting me speak for it.”

"It's so troublesome? Is it okay if I don't go?"

"No, Mr. Saburo Kawabuchi went to my house to meet my parents in person."

"Ah! Kawabuchi Saburo? Just the chairman of your country's football association?! Wow, that's a high-ranking official!" Keli's eyes widened, and Yuechi Kaoru nodded: "Yes, hey, you know him too?"

"Of course! He's very famous now, isn't he? Some time ago, he made a crazy statement to the media [Let Japanese football win the Hercules Cup] in 2050. You don't know, the United States was all about him at that time News, tsk tsk tsk, what a crazy old man."

"Yeah, his motto in life is [kill for Japanese football]. If I don't go, he will probably come to the door. It will be hard for my parents to be caught in the middle. But... hey, I have a headache, go, or dad Mom is going to nagging in my ear again."

Yuechi Kaoru pouted helplessly, and turned his gaze to the court again.
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"I didn't expect Arsenal to build a two-goal lead so early on."

"Yes, but it's a little regrettable that this goal was not a direct corner kick. Otherwise, this would be the semi-finals of the Champions League. If there is a corner kick, tomorrow's newspaper headlines will definitely be covered by Chen Motu!"

"It's a pity, but I believe whether it is Chen Mo or other Arsenal players, they must be thinking about scoring another goal. After all, a two-goal lead is not a safe score."

"That's right, it's the same for Real Madrid. It's almost 15 minutes before the intermission. If they can get back a victory before the end of the first half, the morale of the whole team will be boosted."

The commentator babbled, on the field, after the celebration, Arsenal relocated to their positions, and with the referee's whistle, the game restarted.

Needless to say, it was still high pressure, strangled in the midfield, Ronaldo just passed the ball to Zidane in the middle circle, and Chen Mo went up immediately.

Faced with Chen Mo's oppression, Zidane could only pass the ball back to Beckham, and at the same time looked back at Chen Mo, with a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"He's so steady."

Chen Mo's oppression is not the kind of oppression that steals the ball, but focuses on preventing Zidane from passing the ball forward and dribbling forward.

This defensive mode is relatively conservative, and it is difficult to grab the ball. But again, because of conservativeness, Chen Mo will not be passed by Zidane because of his aggressive pressure.

Zidane, who is 33 years old and has never been famous for his speed, can hardly pass Chen Mo, who is flexible, strong and fast, one-on-one without inertial interleaving.

And more importantly, Chen Mo is not the only midfielder in Arsenal. The two defensive gatekeepers, Essien and Vieira, are also running and sweeping tirelessly. Zidane has no way to go forward at all!

freeze!

Soon, as the game continued, the hearts of Real Madrid fans gradually sank to the bottom.

make life difficult for!
Ground penetration can't pass the midfield at all!

In desperation, Real Madrid began to try to blast from the wing.

In the 404th minute of the game, Guti took the ball on the left side of the center line. Facing Essien's pressing, he protected the ball with his back and swept the ball to the left.

After receiving the ball, Carlos slammed into the wing to overtake rookie Maicon, and sent a cross at high speed along the wing.

High quality!

In front of the goal, Ronaldo scrambled to shoot the ball with his right foot, but the Arsenal goalkeeper Lehmann played bravely and quickly went down to stop the ball in his arms!
dong dong dong dong-

"Counterattack!"

Lehman's heart was beating violently when he caught Ronaldo's close shot. In the next second, a familiar voice came to his cochlea. Without hesitation, Lehman immediately got up with the ball and quickly followed the retreating Real Madrid players. Rushing to the edge of the penalty area, a big foot looked for Chen Mo who was running all the way to the right!

Cruise missiles take off!

"Arsenal's counterattack is coming!!!"

"What a quick transition between offense and defense! Real Madrid, who are all on top, is in danger!!!"

"Don't think about it!"

"Get out of your way!"

windy wind!
The wind whistled in his ears, and the flying black hair slapped the back of his head. During the run, Chen Mo pushed Samuel hard with his left hand, and looked sideways at the ball flying obliquely from afar.

"Damn! The landing point is too close to the sideline!"

Lehmann's ball was very powerful, but the ball was not in the right direction. It was not sent directly in front of him, but was sent near the sideline!
"Go out of the sideline before landing!"

Chen Mo immediately judged the path of the ball, and at this moment, a familiar figure was rushing along the middle path at high speed!
"Henry!"

In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo stared sharply. Facing the ball that was about to fall off the court, he did not hesitate at all. Under Samuel's dull eyes, the two rushed and jumped vigorously!
The height of the flight was extremely high, Chen Mo threw his whole body into the air obliquely, and drew out his right foot facing the falling ball!
"boom!"

The sound of hitting the ball with the back of his foot was heard in the cochlea, and the next second, Samuel had just turned his head when the ball brushed his left ear and flew towards the middle!
"My God! What a pass!"

"Don't worry about it! Henry is going solo!!!"

The commentator screamed, and under the watchful eyes of more than 8 spectators, Chen Mo, who rose into the air, sent the ball to the middle with a volley gesture!

In the next second, facing the siege of midfielder Beckham and central defender Sarguera, the striding Henry burst out from between the two of them in an instant like a super sports car with the accelerator on full throttle and then the brakes released! ! !
Beckham and Sargran couldn't catch up with Henry at all. Under the watchful eyes of Chen Mo, who fell on the lawn, Henry comfortably led the ball in the middle and went straight to the Real Madrid penalty area!

One-handed!

In the next second, facing Iker Casillas with his hands outstretched, Henry raised his right foot and pushed the right corner in a gesture of sprinting with the ball. The movement was very realistic. Casillas immediately stretched out his left foot, and at this moment At this time, the moment his right foot was about to touch the ball, Henry changed his push to a pick!
Little rainbow!
In Casillas's desperate eyes, the ball lightly passed over his waving hands, passed through the gap between his hands and the top of his head, and hung towards the goal. Henry, who sent this lob shot, didn't even look at the ball again. Opening his arms, he turned and ran towards Chen Mo.

Real man, never look back at the explosion! ! !
"The goal is scored!!! The goal is scored!!! My God! It's terrible! Game No. 405 minutes Henry scored another goal! This is already his third goal of the game! He completed it Hat-trick! Oh my god! Thierry Henry scored a hat-trick in the semi-final of the Champions League!"

"The world's top striker! 33 goals in the league, 9 goals in the Champions League, and a terrifying score of 42 goals before the end of the season! I declare! Henry has secured the European Golden Boot this season in advance!!"

"Not only Henry! And Chen Mo! Counting this goal, he has sent out 7 assists in total in this Champions League knockout match, my God! 7 assists! The current Champions League assist king Giggs has only 18 assists! And he is only 17 years old! Breaking this record is only a matter of time!"

"The devil! The absolute super devil! I believe that after this game, Chen Mo will definitely enter the list of candidates for the World Footballer of the Year and the Golden Globe Awards next year!"

"That's right! Haha, a 17-year-old candidate! Audience friends, you are not only watching a Champions League semi-final, but you are also witnessing the birth of a great legend!"

(End of this chapter)