i don't want to be king

Chapter 1047 Desperately Stubborn
Breathing is like burning, and every step of running and even every contraction of the chest makes me feel more painful.

I can feel the intense pulse all over my body. If the heart is the engine and there is a tachometer, it is undoubtedly falling from the red zone.

It seems that every cell seems to be feeding back the same message to itself——

Watching Giroud bend over to straighten his socks, and then slowly walk towards the sideline amidst the deafening cheers and applause from the Blues fans, Li Liang's voice suddenly sounded clearly in Li Liang's ear——

"……how to say?

Boy, you're not like everyone else.

God's gift to you also limits you to—

In front of real masters, once your physical fitness declines, your playing style will be more easily restricted.

I think about how to say it more accurately——

Well, even if your physical stamina is exhausted, you are still a top attacker, but it is difficult for you to continue to display those special things in your body..."

……

Giroud finally made his way to the touchline after the referee's yellow card to give Morata a high-five, hug and kiss on the cheek -

"Damn you two bastards!"

"Get out of here!"

Red Devils diehards were furious at the Frenchman for wasting game time.

Ferguson took off his glasses and wiped them carefully, as if he couldn't bear to witness the coming countdown.

Charlton approached the sad-looking old Scot: "Alex, maybe we should see a more positive side.

In England, not in Europe or even in the whole world, there are not many people who can be with N'Golo and that guy named Timoe Bakayoko——

I mean it's going to be hard to keep breathing against two defenders who are both making £8000 million. "

Ferguson put on his glasses again and replied in a low voice: "Yes, only Li can perform at this level.

Our roster has been flawed since before I left-

We have been irreparable since Cristiano left.

Seriously, without Lee, it's hard for me to imagine myself ever getting the chance to see—

You know which time I'm talking about, Bobby. "

Charlton replied softly: "I just said on the positive side, Alex, Real Madrid can't copy Antonio's tactics, because they can't sacrifice Cristiano!
It is also impossible for Luca (Magic Flute) or Toni (Kroos) to defend like Timoue.

——So I think today's defeat will definitely make Lee comeback in Kiev, and even stronger! "

"Lee, it's all over."

Li Liang felt a hand on his back, and the familiar voice made him immediately realize who the owner of this hand was.

Bakayoko leaned over and put his arms around Li Liang's shoulders: "You don't know how much preparation we have made.

Antonio has probably only slept less than 10 hours in the past few days...

We have watched your game videos countless times, and even last season's Monaco, even I feel like throwing up when I see you today...

I bet N'Golo already knows you better than I do...

Antonio's original plan was to drag the game to extra time, and he judged that you couldn't make it to the end, so even going to the penalty shootout is good news for us! "

Seeing Li Liang getting up slowly as if he didn't see Bakayoko, and then shouting to the rest of the Manchester United teammates, Xiao Yu's complexion in the stands became paler and paler.

Helena (Mrs. Ibrahimovic) on the side grabbed her arm: "Are you all right, Zou?
Why are your hands so cold? "

Xiao Yu held back her tears and replied with difficulty: "I'm fine."

Mou Zhaoge stared at the captain of Manchester United who started to move again: "This guy Li Liang..."

Dahlke raised his voice: "Very well, Manchester United can no longer make personnel changes after Alvaro Morata came on, because they used up all the substitutions earlier, while Chelsea only changed two people.

Worse than that, the full-court confrontation with N'Golo and Thimoue drained Manchester United captain Lee of all energy. "

Lampard: "This season Lee has been just as dominant as he was in Monaco after he got used to the physicality and pace of the game in England.

But today's new Wembley Stadium does not belong to him. "

Scholes: "Sometimes the way Lee plays and his playmaking reminds me of the great Roman Riquelme..."

Dalk chimed in: "Faster, sharper, more desire to attack goal!"

Scholes nodded heavily: "Antonio obviously knows this better than any of us, so today Chelsea limited Lee's talent with more selfless running, intelligent physical confrontation and sacrifice of all.

It is a pity that after losing his talent, it seems that it is difficult for Li to help the team now. "

The Blues fans have already started to sing songs praising the champion, the Red Devils diehards have no choice but to shout stubbornly——

"UNITED!"

"There is only one Eden Hazard in the world!
He is the best! "

"UNITED!"

"You'll lose the title in Kiev too!"

"UNITED!"

The fourth official stood on the sidelines and held up an electronic sign. Three minutes into stoppage time, the Blues fans cheered enthusiastically, and the Red Devils were furious.

He Wei and Xue Yang also stood up and yelled together with the surrounding Manchester United fans——

In the brightly lit Haicheng Ten Thousand People Stadium, Li Liang's former boss comforted everyone: "It's okay, losing the FA Cup is not a problem, as long as you win the Champions League again!"

The loud shout of "UNITED" still echoed in the sound system, and Tang Meng's voice sounded at the same time: "Okay, stoppage time has started, we see that Pedro is standing on the sidelines, let's see the fourth official signage for...

Conte intends to replace Hazard, the biggest hero today, with Pedro when he is sure of winning.

Manchester United kicked the ball from the backcourt, they have given up the midfield and started to go directly to Chelsea's penalty area, all the big men have already pressed up..."

Mini Luo has lowered his head, and Ronaldo has also lowered his head to see that the little guy has pouted and is almost crying.

He stroked his son's hair: "Hey my boy, it's okay, there's Kiev's...

Uh no, you'd better cry now, you'll be cheering for me in Kiev! "

In the picture, Ibrahimovic and Cahill jumped up and competed for the top at the same time. Neither of them sprayed the ball. Rudiger behind them struggled to push the ball out of the penalty area——

Dalk shouted: "Lee————"

Moses, who retreated to the restricted area, desperately rushed towards the familiar figure——

Just like Stamford Bridge more than two years ago——

The red number seven, whose steps were a little wobbly, raised his arms sideways, this movement was suddenly full of strength!
Moses and Kanter, who was closely behind, jumped up to block at the same time——

Amid the tsunami-like screams, the captain of Manchester United twisted his body sharply and volleyed the ball to the left!
Courtois, who almost made a save, has fallen to the ground and desperately stretched out his arms, struggling to support his huge body to stand up again——

Bakayoko was not fooled like Moses and Kanter, he resisted the urge to throw a body block——

Like every training session at Latuby, like every time I witnessed it at the Louis II Stadium, like a memory that shakes in the soul of Cardiff --

Magic Bird almost rushed into the arena, and he watched as Bakayoko successfully blocked almost all angles of Li Liangneng's kick!
Kante has already got up to grab again with amazing speed, and Courtois has completed the selection again in an instant like a small goalkeeper!

Xiao Yu didn't know when she jumped up, and together with Helena and other people around——

She saw the red number 7 swaying on the spot, raising her right arm and swinging her left leg——

Thighs, Ibrahimovic and Martial are still running -

waiting.

The sound of "snap" was exceptionally clear and penetrating amidst the loud noise——

Dalk, Lampard, Scholes, and other opportunities in the commentary booth all shouted——

The ball stuck to the turf and passed between Bakayoko's legs that were desperately trying to get together!
Originally, almost everyone's rhythm was preparing to meet the Manchester United captain's forced kick. At this moment, the movement of the ball was completely beyond their cognition.

——This is the new Wembley Stadium, the 137th FA Cup, the oldest football tournament in the world.

Even the thigh that ran out of the gap on the left didn't expect that the ball would come to the position where he could just take a step and take another step.

All you need to do is take the next step and kick it off.

"Snapped"

Second sound.

The only thing Courtois can do is turn his head away.

The time number jumped to 92 on the big screen.

The referee sternly stopped and made a gesture of observing the linesman's semaphore, and then made a gesture that was effective for scoring a goal.

The whistle sounded.

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(End of this chapter)