Grass roots glory

Chapter 305 Barb, you are out of luck!
The confrontation between the two was nothing fancy, it was a show of strength. In the end, Zhou Tiancheng won, which also made the Chinese fans in front of the TV hooked.

"Even Yaya Tourei didn't move, Chengda mighty!"

"Long time to see you! A person who can play football with artistic beauty, and who can be tough with half-orcs, is this kind of picture."

"Screenshot. Who the hell said that the Chinese players have the body but no skills, and the skills have no body. I sent him a freshly baked GIF backhand."

"Zhou Tiancheng: The Great Wall of China is here, how dare you make a mistake!"

Regarding Toure's yellow card, the commentators on both sides insisted on their own opinions.

"Toure looks innocent, looks like a really good guy, fans who are only turning on the TV now will believe he was wronged..."

"Guardiola's adjustment may be self-inflicted. He was expecting to be able to defend Zhou's new force. He received a yellow card for the first defense. This will definitely affect Toure, but how deadly it is is not up to him to decide. , but depends on the week."

"This yellow card will not affect Barcelona. I believe that all players have been stimulated and they will further seize the initiative. As long as the ball is at our feet, this yellow card can be ignored."

Regarding Toure's yellow card, the two commentators insisted on their own opinions, and the Catalan commentator was always confident.

Zhou Tiancheng secretly clenched his fists, set the ball in the backcourt, Rakitic and Kluger all stepped forward, Westerman also came in front of Zhou Tiancheng, observed it carefully, Zhou Tiancheng's expression remained the same, and he relaxed a little. Take a breath.Zhou Tiancheng set up the ball, and then shouted: "From now on, give some intensity, brothers, we played too politely. This is the final, show some energy."

"Everyone is already desperate enough. With this score, there may be overtime." Rakitic pouted and protested. He himself is a skilled player. Zhou Tiancheng meant that everyone's press would Be fierce, this is not his specialty, and he can bear it for a while, but if he has to play like this for the rest of the half, he will not be very happy.

"There is already a yellow card on the opposite side, seize this opportunity to kill him while he is sick, Ivan. If we can score, we still need to think about overtime?"

"That's right, Zhou, I support you this time."

"The overtime game is about heartbeat. I have a hunch that I will be a little bit overwhelmed by then, so it's best not to have overtime."

Both Westerman and Klug were on Zhou Tiancheng's side, and Rakitic stopped talking, and could only obey the majority.

Zhou Tiancheng directly chose a long pass from the backcourt to set the ball, and the ball came to the top of Van Nistelrooy's head with a fast arc, but Rafael Marquez's aggressive frontal defense made Ruud's header slightly deflected. Guardiola's shock in the midfield locker room obviously still played a role.

In the second half, Harvey formed a cross with Yaya Toure on the offensive end, with a wider running range, and Yaya Toure would always block Zhou Tiancheng on the most direct route, blocking Zhou Tiancheng's advancement, and Harvey gained more Freedom, the brain was liberated, Barcelona's pass control began to show a suppressive force, forcing Schalke's formation to keep retreating, and there was panic in front of the goal.

As for Schalke's offense, finding Van Nistelrooy directly from the midfield is not so effective.Barcelona responds quickly. Bartra and Marquez went to compete with Van Nistelrooy. One is a young, strong young man with strong impact, and the other is the captain of the national team with two World Cup experience. Van Nistelrooy is very good now. It is difficult to gain an advantage in one-to-two in front of such a combination.The only way left is Asamoah and Farfan on the two sides. The two of them worked hard enough, and they just relied on their speed to give Schalke a corner kick.

Schalke's corner kick made Barcelona feel like a formidable enemy. Zhou Tiancheng and Ruud van Nistelrooy were both high points. Magath was still signaling that Westermann should also go up for the header and have an absolute height advantage in the penalty area.

However, Schalke's corner kick has a fixed routine. Van Nistelrooy ran from the center to the front point to drive away the central defender. They were covering Zhou Tiancheng in the middle. With his physical fitness and jumping ability, he was used as a standing center in the corner kick tactics.

Toure held Zhou Tiancheng's jersey tightly, but he found that it was useless to Zhou Tiancheng. Zhou Tiancheng overcame the resistance and jumped very high, even his height of 1.8 meters [-] was completely suppressed.But he gritted his teeth and couldn't score a goal on his own head like this. He arched Zhou Tiancheng's waist with his hands to stop him from exerting his strength.

Although he felt that he couldn't exert enough power, Zhou Tiancheng still tried his best to flick the ball. Although the ball was slow, it went straight to the dead corner. Valdes didn't dare to take it, and hit the ball out of the baseline with both hands.Schalke continued to change to the other corner.

After landing, Zhou Tiancheng looked at the referee Weber and complained about Yaya Toure's small movements, but Weber was not moved.

This fueled Toure's courage even more. This time he didn't just grab Zhou Tiancheng's jersey, but appeared behind him, wrapping his hands around Zhou Tiancheng's waist, and when Zhou Tiancheng was about to take off, he exerted force from behind , Limit the power point of the waist.

Zhou Tiancheng felt huge resistance in the middle of the jump, unable to keep his body going upwards, but the ball had already passed.

Opportunities are precious, and in desperation, he was forced to choose a difficult one—with his body still in the air, he stretched out his left foot directly, facing the ball and exerting force to the side and rear.

When everyone saw Zhou Tiancheng stretching his body in the air, they all let out an exclamation.

"Zhou Tiancheng, volley barb, opportunity!"

The shot was so sudden that Valdés was completely startled. He was afraid for a while. If the ball came to him, he would have to watch the ball. Fortunately, Yaya Toure reacted quickly and jumped up to clear the ball with a header. The ball is kicked off the crossbar.

"Oh! Zhou Tiancheng was very imaginative in his haste and wisdom this time, but unfortunately he didn't make it." He Wei sighed, and Xu Yang answered from the side: "It should be the best in the Champions League...at least the top three is for sure. But that's okay, there's a third corner."

"It's just three things, is there any chance this time!"

This time Zhou Tiancheng made another barb. Toure's defense was terrible. He really couldn't jump up. He couldn't give full play to his head. He could only rely on his feet. This time he adjusted the direction of his force, but he still exerted force. Insufficient reasons, more thorough this time, shot directly at the stands.

"Two wonderful shots, haha, from the performance point of view, we still have to admit that Zhou Tiancheng did a good job." The Catalan commentator's tone was sarcasm.

Zhou Tiancheng got up from the ground, just in time to see Yaya Toure shaking his index finger at him, and shouted at him in English: "You want to play barbs in front of me, you have no game, boy!"

(End of this chapter)