i don't want to be king

Chapter 864
Manchester City goalkeeper Ederson has been struggling.

According to my own judgment, when the opponent No. 7 and the last central defender Kompany in front of him form a one-on-one, as a goalkeeper, he should attack decisively.

However, Kompany, who rushed to the position of the midfielder, was too far away from the penalty area, and Edson had to hesitate-even if he attacked by himself at this distance, he would not be able to help his captain!

Amidst the deafening roar of the Manchester United fans suddenly erupting behind him, Ederson no longer hesitated to shout and started attacking at full speed!
Because he saw that his captain had completely lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground, the red No. 7 got rid of it!

Lukaku, who was running, stopped, he didn't dare to see the scene behind him——

Li Liang's forcible change of direction for the fourth time finally made it difficult for Kompany, who was desperately defending, to continue. The double captain of Manchester City and the Belgian national team fell to the turf in despair!

What made Kompany even more desperate than this was that he saw Li Liang adjust the ball again almost at the same time.
The Argentine central defender Otamendi, who was defending against the little monster, had given up on the little monster at the same time as Edson's roar sounded, turned around and made up for the middle like a desperate effort.

Guardiola's roar was even louder, and Torrent and Arteta stood up at the same time: "Pep! English! English!"

In desperation, the Manchester City coach blurted out in Catalan!

Mourinho rushed into the command area: "Kill them!"

Henry's Big Neville was already extremely excited, and the two spoke faster and faster: "Edson has already attacked!

Otamendi is still accelerating, getting closer and closer to Lee! "

The old man was looking forward to it with an excited expression, just like when he was on the sidelines in those glorious days!
The entire Dream Theater is already extremely resistant to heat. The storm formed by scorching eyes and hoarse shouts is centered on the red 7th generation who is getting faster and faster on the field, and is constantly approaching Manchester City's goal with overwhelming momentum!

Vieira, La Tanzio, Da Xiong and Xiao Yu, Dong Zi and Da Kui are shouting loudly with the audience——

As if gushing from the depths of my soul—

This is the battle song!

Edson, who was desperately swinging his arms and sprinting, suddenly had his pupils dilated——

He saw that the red number 7 facing him had already started to adjust his footsteps, raised his right arm, and his body was rapidly accumulating huge energy——

Amidst the Brazilian goalkeeper's loud and terrifying shout, Li Liang has already started to twist his body sideways——

The opponent's speed was slightly faster than I thought, but it didn't block the huge angle that was becoming more and more clear in my mind.

The speed, the stability brought by the lateral swing arm, and the explosive power gathered from the whole body to the left leg, the three have reached a perfect balance, reaching the critical point of firing——

Old rivals in blue have grown stronger——

The perfect impeccable offensive and defensive system——

The strong overall strength that tops the Premier League——

The determination to revenge felt from the first sight——

The raging blue vengeance flame——

I am sorry.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Edson, who had rushed close to the limit distance, jumped into the air, gritted his teeth, opened his body sideways in the air, and stretched out his arms desperately to his upper right——

He saw the ball whizzing by with a height, speed and arc that he could never touch——

Li Liang dodged Edson, who lost his balance in the air, and stopped on the spot after running two steps in inertia. He straightened his body, raised his arms and closed his eyes——

He was listening for the sound of the ball breaking the net.

With a "swish", the ball flew into the gate from the junction of the beam and the column at the end of the huge arc, stirring up the entire net!
"YEAH————————"

The theater of dreams shook instantly, and everyone felt that they were in a storm, because everyone was a storm!

It seemed that a raging red flame was ignited in the stands in an instant, and it continued to magnify and rise like a mountain roar and a tsunami——

Cheers, jumping and stomping, cries, and applause one after another, all eyes were focused on the red No. 7 standing proudly in front of the Manchester City gate!
The referee blew his whistle firmly to indicate that the goal was valid, 1:2, and Manchester United finally pulled back a victory in the 65th minute!
Watching Li Liang rush to the goal and grab the ball in a race against time before all other teammates, the old fan beside Big Bear trembled with excitement: "Our king is back!"

The magic bird clenched his fists tightly and roared. Guardiola on the side kept shaking his head. He immediately returned to Torrent and Arteta to communicate fiercely.

Otamendi first pulled Ederson up, then ran to Kompany and stretched out his hands: "Vincent?!"

Kompany raised his head bitterly: "I'm fine."

Otamendi and Walker pulled the captain up together.

The players of Manchester City fell into a collective daze. They first turned their eyes to Kompany, and then the captain of Manchester City turned to the sidelines——

Guardiola is still discussing nervously with his assistants.

Li Liang ran back with the ball and gave his teammates high-fives to celebrate. He put the ball heavily on the kick-off point, and immediately exited the center circle while shouting loudly: "One ball short!"

At this time, a mighty and neat shout sounded from the stands: "King! King! King!"

The singing sounded again immediately, and everyone in the stands on all sides got up and sang loudly: "There is only one Li in the world!"

Henry said with a trembling voice: "They are still one goal behind, but the fans in the audience seem to be celebrating the victory in advance!
In my entire career, I haven't seen a performance like this several times! "

Neville said excitedly: "Lee is the real No. 7 of Manchester United!
He has inherited the great tradition of Old Trafford!

This is an unparalleled goal! "

The old man was full of spirits: "As long as we can continue to maintain this kind of competition intensity, we must still have a chance!"

Beckham and Bart said in unison: "I want to play!"

Vieira and La Tanzio cast their eyes on Big Bear at the same time, they both stretched out their hands, and Big Bear clapped loudly with the two proudly!

Da Kui hastily turned on the phone camera: "Damn it, why is my hand shaking all the time, I can't even take pictures clearly!"

Tang Meng looked at the statistics: "...Manchester United's No. 7 scored his eighth personal goal in the Premier League this season..."

Lu Yue was full of praise: "Just now I kept calling for the pass, but Li Liang still chose to solve the problem by himself!
At this time, no tactics, no sense of cooperation, no team at least, all are ineffective. Li Liang chose to believe in himself and his ability! "

The barrage of the live broadcast on the Internet was passionate:
"As long as the ball goes in, there's nothing wrong with it!"

"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, Li Qiye (Li Liang's new nickname on the Internet) is awesome!"

"I'm a Manchester City fan...but I still want to say, it's so fucking good!
Fans of strength! "

(End of this chapter)