green showman

Chapter 565 Killer
It's the 75th minute of the fierce battle, and the game has officially entered the heat. The flags in the stands are still dancing, and the singing is still ringing...although it can be heard faintly.

In the face of Schalke 04, who are like iron barrels, Barcelona has tried their best to use all kinds of tactics, various tacit cooperation, and various breakthroughs...

Find an opportunity in a group of midfielders, face two central defenders, and have to be careful of Sun Wu behind them, who has a thieves' eyes, and finally have to kill Neuer, one of the best goalkeepers in the world...even if it is Barcelona The "cosmic team" is also extremely difficult.

But the Barcelona players did not give up. Since Matip and Hitzelsperger came off the bench, Barcelona strengthened their long-range shots from the outside.

"Alves... great shot! Neuer made an equally great save!"

"boom!"

"The second goal post, this time it's Iniesta, unlucky Barcelona... and a follow-up shot, it's Best again, damn Best!"

"Pedro's long-range shot...changed the line, dangerous! Messi... oh, it was Sun Wu's sliding shovel to clear the siege again. This is Sun Wu's 12th clearance in the whole game, incredible super data!"

Sun Wu is very clear that Barcelona's long-range shots are often a cover. The long-range shots create threats and make the opponent's defense unconsciously loosen.

It's been 80 minutes... Sun Wu knows very well that he can't wait any longer, and Farfan's physical fitness is not particularly good.

In the 82nd minute, the retreating Messi, Harvey, and Alves hit the wall in a row. Facing the encirclement of Westerman and Matip, Messi quickly passed the ball with his left foot and cut all the way in from the right rib...

Another typical Messi breakthrough...

Sun Wu squinted and stared at Messi, but the "God's perspective" in his mind clearly saw... Villa quietly moved into the penalty area and took away Pecarik, Hitzelsperger guarded the left rib to stare Abidal, who lives in Iniesta and rarely assists, advances quietly, always ready to sprint...

"Leon Leon... Andres... oooh, back heel!"

The Spanish commentator for this game has stopped abruptly no less than ten times... This time is no exception!
Iniesta in the corner of the penalty area pushed away Hitzlsperger who was trying to steal the ball with one hand. His right foot seemed to stop the ball, but suddenly heel knocked, and Abidal accelerated suddenly!
Villa in the small penalty area retreated, while Messi rushed into the penalty area and rushed to the front point, and Pedro appeared at the back point.

At this moment, Sun Wu, who had made an accurate prediction, suddenly appeared on the rolling route of the ball and stretched out his foot to steal the ball before Abidal!

"Sun Wu!"

"Sun Wu contributed the 14th clearance and steal of the game!"

This is an adventure. If the ball cannot be successfully intercepted or misjudged, Villa and Messi near the small penalty area are likely to get a chance to face Neuer!
The shouts that had just jumped up in the stands fell down.

But faint singing came from the Schalke 04 fan phalanx.

"It's always Best, it's Best again!"

"When the score is close, when the situation is unfavorable, he will come forward!"

The singing became louder and louder, and Sun Wu on the field ran towards the ball as if he had just recharged his battery. This was his first tactical forward move in this game.

"He always brings victory to Schalke!"

"He is omnipotent in blue and white!"

Abidal's forward drive left the left side empty, Mascherano, who was positioned at the top of the midfielder, was the first to pounce, and Harvey accelerated towards Sun Wu from the other direction... Everyone knows, break The ball counterattacked on the spot, what does Schalke 04's penalty area without Sun Wu mean!
Guardiola on the sidelines felt the danger...

On the other side, Lannick clenched his fists tightly, staring at the crooked Sun Wu who was bumped by Mascherano...

"boom!"

As Xiao Ma collided again, the two fell to the ground at the same time...

Seeing that Harvey passed the two people who were still entangled to get the ball, the referee's cheeks were puffed up. This is a tactical foul!

At this moment, Sun Wu let out a low growl, supported the lawn with his left hand, and his lower body bounced up suddenly... At the moment when Harvey was about to take the ball, Sun Wu's right foot suddenly hit the ball not far away !

What about lying on the ground?
The same can send the ball to where it should go!

The shouts rose sharply, and the red phalanx was like boiling water...

"Oh, it's Best again!" Adam Simpson roared: "He can't see anything, but he can always make the most accurate choice... This is Best's counterattack!"

Everyone saw that the ball quickly flew past Cavani and Pique, flew to the left, bypassed Busquets, and landed in front of Farfan!

"Come on, Jefferson!" Sun Wu, who was pushed down again by Xiao Ma, stared at Farfan.

The moment Sun Wu suddenly appeared outside the penalty area to steal the ball, Farfan started to move forward quietly!

When Sun Wu rushed forward with the ball, Farfan began to accelerate...

Waiting for the ball to fly without warning, Farfan threw off Busquets and sprinted at high speed!
"Good opportunity!" Zhan Jun roared: "2 vs 2, Cavani and Pique, Busquets and Farfan..."

"Iniesta is chasing back." Zhang Lu's voice was trembling, "Slow down, Farfan is..."

"It seems that I can't run anymore!" Zhan Jun looked regretfully at Farfan who was being chased by Busquets.

Although physically exhausted, Farfan still made an unexpected choice. After making a pass back to Cavani who came to meet him, the Peruvian started again, and the ball was divided for the second time to get rid of Busquets.

"Crossing... oh, this is..." Zhan Jun's roar came to an abrupt end.

"Penalty kick! Penalty kick!" Sun Wu, who just got up, ran towards the referee, "I swear, this is a penalty kick, definitely a penalty kick!"

"Best, go away!" Harvey pointed at Sun Wu's nose, "In your own words... you brought a telescope to the stage?"

Chest tightness choked by these words... Sun Wu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stretched his head forward.

Harvey withdrew his fingers vigilantly, and gave this guy a hard look... You still have the face to say that we are doing crooked ways, and you are the best at this kind of trick, okay?
Patrick on the sidelines covered his face with his hands, and Fei Sun and Christine in the stands couldn't straighten up laughing...

In the tactical meeting before the Barcelona game, Guardiola played a clip... all kinds of clips of Sun Wu's unexpected profits, which were collected and edited by Patrick.

"Well, to be honest, there is indeed no penalty kick." Zhan Jun coughed twice, "Farfan's physical fitness has bottomed out, and the speed of cutting in is a bit slow. Iniesta's tackle is very precise and there is no foul..."

"Unfortunately, this is Sun Wu's seventh connection with Farfan in this game, and it is also the most threatening connection." Zhang Lu regretted: "I don't know if Lannick will be replaced, Farfan Fan's current condition... could cramp at any time."

In the end, the referee crossed his hands to indicate that there was no penalty and awarded Schalke 04 a corner kick.

Farfan bent down and put his hands on his knees, looking as if he was so exhausted that he might collapse at any time...

Guardiola on the sidelines looked vigilantly at the next door. Rangnick stood there motionless, with no expression on his face, while Draxler, Hao Junmin, and Raul were all warming up.

"Josep, do you want to adjust?" Patrick whispered: "Although Aubameyang did not enter the squad, Draxler is not slow. Raul made a long-distance attack in the semifinals..."

"Well, after this corner kick is over, let Mascherano go back and restore the original state."

Guardiola took a sip of water after finishing speaking, regretting that he was too slow to adjust, but he was seized by Best. If it wasn't for Farfan's physical exhaustion and Iniesta's fast pursuit, maybe it would really happen. Lose the ball.

After arguing with the referee for a long time and finally failing to get a penalty, Sun Wu looked very disappointed...a dejected look.

But Sun Wu cheered up immediately, he couldn't act too much... too much would easily lead to suspicion.

"Jefferson, you go to the corner."

Farfan's eyes flickered, he turned his head and glanced at Rakitic who walked into the penalty area, and then walked slowly towards the corner.

Sun Wu raised his head and looked at the huge stands, as well as the various live broadcast rooms at the top of the stands... Countless fans and commentators will judge that Schalke 04 has lost the best opportunity!

Schalke 04 is already at the end of its battle...

Even the Barcelona fans counted on Messi to make a long-distance attack and hit Huanglong after the corner kick was cleared...

You think too much!
Counterattack is not a killer feature!

This is the corner!

(End of this chapter)