Green Dragon

Chapter 448 Dragon God's Blitz Attack!

Chapter 448 Dragon God's Blitz Attack!
Today is the second update, but the word count is [-], so this chapter will not be opened, otherwise the rhythm will be disrupted...
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The TV screen is still replaying the goal just now.

I saw Robben speeding up and breaking into the penalty area along the bottom line. Muller dodged behind him very cooperatively. Alba, who wanted to chase Robben, could only bump into Muller...

Zhang Lu pondered for a long time, and finally spoke:

"This is... a wonderful pick-and-roll!"

Zhan Tianjun was also lost in thought:
"Zhang Zhi, can you tell us football fans what the pick-and-roll means?"
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Heynckes' face was full of red, he was raising his arms and shouting on the sidelines, and then hugged the coaching team, team doctor, and staff behind him one by one.

His heart was filled with pride and pride:

look!Lord Hai has no plans to spare, your previous basketball was not in vain!
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"Hahaha, is my pick-and-roll wonderful?!"

Müller charged at Robben, trying to ride on Peter Pan's broad back.

But how fast the Dutchman is, the old man Luo speeded up and escaped from Mu Erwa's clutches, and then took advantage of the opportunity to slide and kneel for ten meters, and walked directly in front of Heynckes. The master and apprentice came together enthusiastically Hugs!

"Good job! Alger!"

Even Heynckes had to praise the outstanding performance of these disciples at this moment.

Compared with Van Basten, Heynckes is undoubtedly much luckier: what he encountered was not Barcelona in its heyday, but a team in the post-Guardiola era that was experiencing the pain of alternation between the old and the new.

As mentioned before, those players who once created the miracle of six crowns are starting to age-Puyol, Xavi, Abidal, and Valdez have all experienced a significant decline due to injuries and age , Even Iniesta, who is not yet 30, is showing fatigue, especially when facing a strong team like Bayern, these problems are particularly obvious.

Yes, Puyol and Abidal are injured, Messi is also fighting with injuries, and their coach Vilanova is also suffering from an incurable disease, but none of these problems can fully explain why Barcelona will not play in the away game. There is no way to fight back.

Barcelona was not reconciled to returning empty-handed like this, they launched a fierce attack again after a brief adjustment!
Is 0-4 really that scary?

No, no.

As long as they score a goal in the away game, the dawn of hope will still be saved for them!
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But they ran into the Iron Barrel Array.

After the peak match against Chelsea last season, Heynckes and Bayern’s understanding of defense has risen to a higher level. In addition, the previous two rounds of confrontation with Juventus from Italy made this understanding even more profound. , Now their defense is not inferior to those two opponents, even Barcelona's midfielder can't find a gap.

Of course they can't find the gap:
Forward Gomez has long been replaced, and the two wingers Ribery and Robben have also shrunk to the full-back position. Longshut, Gustavo, Schweinsteiger and Müller form an irregular team. The flat midfielders are no more than ten meters away from each other, and they can assist each other at any time, which is enough to compete with the opponent's world-class midfielder.

After all, whether it is Harvey, Iniesta, or Messi, they are still slightly inferior in frontal physical confrontation.

Originally, Long Shute’s target was of course Messi, but the Argentine football king walked from start to finish today, almost never creating any threat to Bayern, and as of 75 minutes, he hadn’t even had a shot, so Long Shute He aimed his goal at Iniesta, who is relatively more active.

It's just that with Bayern's tough defense, even the Spanish people's hero, Xiaobai, can't do anything. He tried to make a strong attack twice, but was always stopped by Long Shute outside the penalty area, and Messi couldn't do anything Running to respond, he had no choice but to forcefully shoot the ball towards the goal...

His shot was a bit self-defeating, because that direction was completely the corner flag area, so Long Shute didn't even have any reaction, just turned his head and watched the football fly past.

"Corner?"

The commentator Zhan Tianjun hesitated for a moment, and he was sure after seeing the flag of the assistant referee:
"It was indeed a corner kick. Although Iniesta failed to break through Long Shute, he used Alaba's position to win a corner kick for his side. This may also be a good offensive opportunity for Barcelona."

Alaba was so angry that his nostrils became bigger, and he just stood there obediently, not provoking anyone or provoking anyone, why did you Iniesta kick the ball at me? !
This is why Liu Xing from Austria is too honest. If I was double-possessed by Rivaldo and Busquets at the time, and I lay down on the ground covering my face immediately after being kicked by you, I wonder if you can still stand on the field? !
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Bayern has won 8 corner kick opportunities, while Barcelona has only won 3 times, which also reflects the gap in shooting opportunities between the two sides-how can a corner kick come from without a shot?

For Barcelona, ​​this is indeed a precious opportunity, so several tall men with a height of more than 180 on their field-Busquets, Bartra and Pique all squeezed into the penalty area.

In the corner kick, Iniesta had no chance to play a role, so the 1.8m1.8 Long Shute approached the [-]m[-] Bartra. With his jumping and strength, he was fully confident to suppress the temporary centre-back.

Xavi took a fast and flat penalty kick. It seems that he also knows that his teammates can't win Bayern in the high-altitude ball competition, so he can only hope for the chaotic battle in front of the goal. Maybe Bayern Who here shivered and sent the football into his gate!
Long Shute, who has a prediction ability of up to 20, jumped up immediately. He had a hunch that he could hit the ball!

But he hadn't reached the highest point yet, and Baltra also reacted. The Spanish defender swung his arm and put his elbow on Long Shute's neck!
Even if Long Shute had the strength of Drogba, he would have difficulty breathing and his body would be stagnant in the air when he was pushed at the vital point. The original plan to push the ball out of the penalty area and hit a counterattack with the opportunity could only end without a problem.

Harvey's pass brushed Long Shute's head and popped out of the baseline, and it was still Barcelona's corner kick.

"Referee, he just elbowed me on the neck."

Long Shute, who fell to the ground, immediately appealed to the referee.

Of course he knew that Baltra's actions just now were rather covert. Since the referee didn't see it at the first time, he probably wouldn't pursue it afterwards, but he still wanted to express his attitude.

Sure enough, Kasai did not draw out the card to punish Baltra, but only gave a verbal warning:
"I'll make a note of it this time, please pay attention to me!"

Baltra, who took advantage of it, of course nodded like a good baby, and walked away triumphantly.

Long Shute retreated from the penalty area. Anyway, there are enough stupid big men on Bayern's side - Boateng, Dante, Xiaozhu, Gustavo, Muller, the average height of these five guys It has reached 187, so I should stay on the outside and fight for the second spot.

Barcelona captain Xavi noticed Long Shute's retreat, and he was not careless. He reached out to signal his teammates, and at least two people should be left in the middle circle.

This kind of return to defense is usually handed over to the full-backs, because they are faster and better at offensive and defensive transitions, but both Alba and Alves are exhausted at this time, so the one in charge of defense is It was replaced by Sanchez and Bartra, who were relatively physically fit. Sanchez stayed not far behind Long Shute, while Bartra stood near the middle circle, one in front and one behind, so as to have a support.

"drop!"

The whistle sounded.

Harvey rubbed the ball again.

He concentrated all his life skills on the instep and made a strong internal spin!
As long as you touch someone, you are likely to fly directly to the goal!

Bayern players are not weak chickens, of course they can see that this corner kick is extremely insidious, and they will score an own goal if they are not careful, but at this time, it is impossible to retreat, so all of them opened their eyes wide and prepared Take off and compete for the top.

Busquets and Pique even rushed to the point of the pass with red eyes. This is likely to be their best chance to score a goal!
Müller blinked. He saw the football seem to fly over his head.

As a striker, his body can't help but produce an impulse:
Throw the ball...into the goal!
This is an instinct, he felt that he was about to lose control of himself, at this moment, there was a sudden explosion behind him:
"Go away! I'm coming!"

Mu Le seemed to hear the fairy music, he immediately got rid of the cursed state just now, and then rolled on the ground "gurgling"...

A tall figure was soaring up from his previous position, and his outstretched hands smashed hard at the falling football!

Neuer!
The speed of the ball is too fast, and the rotation is very strong. Even the top three goalkeepers in the world, Neuer is not sure that he can hold the ball with both hands, so he adopted the safest and safest way to deal with it - smashing the ball!

"Oh!"

The football flew high out of the box.

Heynckes breathed a sigh of relief, while the Bayern fans in the stands laughed and applauded their goalkeeper.

Neuer was in the air, but he didn't forget to raise his hand to the fans, showing his flamboyant attributes.

When his feet landed, the football had been received by Alaba, and Barcelona's offense was over.

Bayern's counterattack has begun!

Alaba still remembered Iniesta's humiliation to him just now, so he unceremoniously dribbled the ball past the midfield maestro.

Even if he is as strong as Xiaobai, he can only watch the Austrian footballer complete a breakthrough in front of him-after all, he is not the kind of strong defensive player.

"This fool!"

Heynckes kicked the water bottle in front of him away:
"Who told you to carry the ball yourself! There are still people in front! Pass the ball to me!"

Perhaps it was the telepathy between "father and son", Alaba shivered subconsciously, and quickly passed the ball.

Only then did he dare to turn his head and glance at the head coach's cheeks that were flushed from nervousness.

Heynckes also noticed the player's gaze. He raised his arm and slapped the "son" from more than 40 meters away.

"What are you looking at! Hurry up and respond!"
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Alaba quickly spread his legs and charged forward, but he immediately regretted it.

There are only four people in front. In addition to Barcelona goalkeeper Valdez, there are Long special, Bartra and Sanchez.

With his own speed, he couldn't catch up with Long Shute at all, and if Long Shute was frozen by the opponent, it would be useless to go by himself...

So he simply stopped, ready to save a little energy.

After all, the burden on him in this game is not easy!
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Perhaps thanks to the few steps that Alaba took just now, he gave Long Shute time to start.

When the football rolled to his feet, Long Shute's speed had already increased. He only needed to move slightly sideways, and then flicked his left foot to charge at full speed!
Don't let him break in!

This was the first reaction in Sanchez's mind.

Sanchez is not a slow player. As a winger, he has always been a sharp knife for Barcelona. After all, when he landed in Italy, he had a nickname that was very in line with his playing style-"Chile Cristiano Ronaldo", He is a wide player with both speed and technique, but in front of today's opponent, he dare not be careless.

He knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to catch up with him. Even at the beginning of the game, when both sides had 100% physical fitness, he was not Long Shute's opponent. What's more, the game had reached 80 minutes, and although his physical fitness was not on the verge of approaching The limit, but it is not enough to support myself to catch up with the opponent at the peak speed...

And Long Shute's physical strength has been well known a few years ago. He is a monster who can run 8000 meters in one game!

Only tactical fouls!

Without any hesitation, Sanchez stretched out his right foot and stepped on Long Shute's calf!
His kick has two subsequent changes, the first is to block the opponent's calf from the front, and the second is to step on the opponent's foot.

Either way, it's enough to stop Long Shute!
As long as he can stop him, it doesn't matter if he gets a yellow card! -
Sanchez's feet fell.

Did not block the calf, did not step on the foot...

Long Shute's speed was half a step faster than he imagined!
He only stepped on Long Shute's heel!

Damn!

Let him run away!
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"Shh!"

Long Shute staggered slightly, but he was still galloping forward.

There is obviously a lot of space under the right foot, and he can even feel that there is water soaking through his socks!

Damn!

"Sanchez stepped on Long Shute's sneakers?!"

Zhan Tianjun is a bit dumbfounded. He has been commenting on football for nearly 20 years and has seen all kinds of weird behaviors. It is not a particularly rare type to step on his sneakers. He even saw a striker who still finished shooting after his sneakers were stepped on.

but……

This is not the opponent's penalty area, but Bayern's half, which is at least 60 meters away from Barcelona's goal!
No one can run such a long distance without losing a sneaker!
Baltra and Valdes are not vegetarians! -
Long Shute was still running with the ball.

The first few steps are indeed very uncomfortable, and the trouble caused by the unbalanced feet is much more serious than imagined.

But he still didn't give up.

This was not a crucial attacking opportunity, in fact, for Bayern already leading by four goals, this opportunity did not even mean much.

Entering it is just icing on the cake, and losing it has nothing to do with the overall situation.

But he still didn't give up.

Long Shute has never been a person who accepts as soon as he sees it.

He is a professional player who fights for every ball.

So he still didn't give up.
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Sanchez, who had slowed down his pace, looked at Bayern No. [-] who was obviously limping, but still dribbling the ball with all his strength, and his mind went blank.

He might not be able to understand Long Shute's mood at the moment.

But there was still a strong shock in his heart.

For the first time, he had an inexplicable admiration for this opponent.

A superstar who has already won the Ballon d'Or twice has to work so hard for an insignificant offensive opportunity. I, Alex Sanchez... have no reason to slow down! -
Long Shute never knew that he would give others a mouthful of chicken soup for the soul in an instant. He just looked at Baltra who kept retreating in front of him, thinking about how to complete the breakthrough.

His thinking only formed a conclusion in the blink of an eye!
He kicks the ball forward with his left foot in sneakers!
Damn it!Big trip!

Looking at the football more than 20 meters away from him, Long Shute couldn't help laughing at himself.

But before he could smile, he was rushed aside by a huge force!
While he was shocked, he saw Baltra's face full of ferocity!
Damn!
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"Ah! Baltra directly knocked Long Shute out of the sideline with his body!"

Zhan Tianjun exclaimed:
"Bayern's counterattack ended like this..."

Zhang Lu also opened his mouth wide, but he didn't say anything.

Just feel a little pity.
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Baltra exhaled forcefully, and slowed down his pace a little.

He knew he would be greeted with a yellow card, but he couldn't help it.

Even if Long Shute lost a shoe, Baltra was not sure to stop him in a one-on-one frontal defense, especially when the two sides were running at high speed, with Long Shute's physical fitness, the 60-meter That's enough distance for him to get rid of Baltra four or five times!
Bartra had only one way to foul.

He had already seen the referee Kassai running over quickly, holding a striking plastic card in his right hand.

He admitted it.

But he suddenly heard a slight but dull sound:
"Boom!"

It sounded like something was falling on the sign.

what is that sound -
Kasai was about to blow the whistle and give the fouled Bartra a yellow card, but suddenly a figure flashed behind Bartra, and his attention was drawn away.

At this moment, all the stands of the Allianz Arena let out an exclamation, and the 8000-meter fans took a deep breath at the same time!
The guy who lost a shoe and was pushed out of the sideline kicked on the billboard on the sidelines!
"Boom!"

Long Shute stepped on the billboard with his left foot, and he seemed to hear the sound of glass shattering.

The inertia of his body rushing outwards was forcibly stopped immediately, and then another force pushed him back to the court along his left leg!
it's not finished yet!
"Boom!"

There was another crisp sound, and Long Shute's left foot suddenly became empty.

His other sneaker... got stuck on the billboard!
He's out of shoes!

He's balanced!
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Baltra, who turned around again, even forgot to move his legs forward to catch up.

Because he felt like he had a nightmare!
He knew how much strength he had used just now, it was definitely not just pushing and shoving that affected his balance, but a collision with all his strength!
But only half a second later, the guy who was hit by him... unexpectedly continued to charge towards the football unscathed? !

Isn't this a nightmare what is it? !
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"Long Shute...hasn't given up yet!"

Zhan Tianjun's voice visibly trembled, and even his whole body trembled slightly.

Zhang Lu spit out a sentence:

"What terrible willpower!"
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Even the smoothest turf will inevitably have potholes and small stones, not to mention that this field has experienced nearly 80 minutes of games.

There was a slight pain in Long Shute's feet, but it was not enough to affect his speed.

He just caught up with the football and then slanted into the penalty area.

Valdes has been completely stupid!

He could only open his arms, bend his legs slightly, and maintain the posture that a goalkeeper should have, but he couldn't make any moves!
"bass!"

He watched helplessly as this guy, who wasn't even wearing sneakers, pushed the ball with his right foot!
The black and white football rubbed against Valdez's open legs and jumped over!
"Shua la la!"

Valdes heard the devil breathing!

In one game... he conceded five goals!

(End of this chapter)

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