perfect arc

Chapter 92 Chapter 92: Riding alone

The ball was intercepted, and the situation changed instantly.

The little flea's brain nerves turned, turned around and accelerated to enter the deep area of ​​the Granada team. Harvey and Iniesta, who are "bridge builders", were also turning around to prepare for the situation. Busquets used the next second, After clearing the direction of each teammate with his eyes, he flicked the inside toe of his right foot and sent the ball out.

The ball ran past the mouse's eyelids. This idiot who had just finished eating grass had no time to reflect on his mistakes. He suddenly got up and chased after the ball.

Even though Barcelona's winger Pedro raised his right hand to remind his teammates who were about to catch the ball to think more about their own walking space, but the person who was about to catch the ball had no extra thoughts. He calculated the time to meet the ball, Matching his running speed, he grinned lightly. . .

"Oh~! The little flea caught the ball~! It seems that the point given by Busquets is going towards him~!" said the on-site commentator.

At a distance of 25 meters, Busquets maximized the accuracy of the direct pass, allowing the little flea to catch the ball comfortably. At this time, Pedro, who was running on the left, still did not give up, and shouted: "Hey~! This way~!"

What is certain is that the little flea heard the other party's yelling. Even so, the little flea didn't intend to give the ball. He firmly controlled the ball with his feet and swung it with such an unbridled speed that it was very difficult for the Granada team to defend. Our hearts were pounding, and Coach Koboni standing on the sidelines reminded us in time: "Put it on! Put it on!"

The man and the ball have passed the middle circle.

Granada's vice-captain Roffman knows that little fleas are very good at drawing opponents. If two teammates step forward and clip left and right to give Harvey and Iniesta room to advance, it will not be good every minute. Seeing Mashu closely following him, he immediately ordered No. 20 teammate to stop Iniesta's movement, while he and Mashu blocked him back and forth.

Harvey is swimming ten meters away from the little flea. Although Harvey's mastery is not in speed, if this person is allowed to hold the ball, then the Granada team will have more than ten unbearable consequences. For this, the captain of the home team, Fiske, knew it well, and his center back partner also took the initiative. Before the captain could speak, he rushed forward and tried to block Harvey.

As for Pedro, who has been asking for the ball just now, the situation he is facing is not much better. The speed of putting the opponent on the line is useless at this time under the personal service of the Granada team's full-back. The only one in the Barcelona team who holds a favorable position in the offensive situation is Sanchez. This son was intentionally or unintentionally missed by the home team's defender, and wandered around the home team's defensive line, as if deciding that the little flea would pass the ball for himself. .

"Well~! Sanchez has a lot of space, and the little flea should pass the ball to him~!"

Mr. Haas, who was watching the game in the VIP seat, took a sip of beer and said.

Then, the on-site commentator also said something similar to that of Mr. Haas. Even Coach Coboni felt bad when he saw that the players missed Sanchez. Roffman went to block the defense, and the threat of the rest of the enemy was very frightening. The opponent's big move made the Granada's defense panic.

"Be careful~!" Captain Fisk gave a final reminder.

At this moment, Kabini, who was watching the game in the VIP seat, suddenly puffed out his chest, took a big breath, and his whole head began to heat up. Mr. Haas, who was on the side, saw the movement, shook his head, and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"I have a hunch!" Cabinet replied.

"Oh~~?" Mr. Haas was very curious.

Kabinet didn't stop talking, and replied: "The ball will never leave the little flea's feet~!"

"You mean...?" asked Mr. Haas.

Kabini replied word by word: "That's right~! That's it!"

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Cabine's premonition was right. Even if Coach Coboni felt that the players missed Sanchez, it would be a catastrophe, but the old coach really thought too much, because judging from the progress of the fleas from a young age. , The rest of the Barcelona teammates had no chance to hold the ball at all. . .

Mashu Jiali caught up with the three steps, behind.

Roffman slanted forward, ahead.

Between the two is a little flea, a little flea with a ball under its feet.

Everyone knows that the tricks used by the little flea to get rid of the enemy are unpretentious. They often ruthlessly throw off the opponent in just one move, and Luo Fuman, who is already close to the little flea, stretches out his left foot , made a sliding shovel movement, the little flea looked calm, flicked the ball with the outer tip of his right foot, and avoided it chicly.

In a second, Luo Fuman fell to the ground, and the little flea had already rushed out of three positions.

"Roffman failed to intercept~! But there is still Van Kakit chasing behind~!" The on-site commentator explained.

The No. 20 player blocked Iniesta, saw that Rofman had lost, and in a hurry, Panasonic defended Iniesta, and rushed forward to fill the vacancy left by Rofman, the little flea saw this , The speed of the two feet has not weakened, just waiting for the 20th to come.

No. 20 sprinted up, and Iniesta, who was unguarded, immediately had full offensive space. The little flea could have passed the ball to him, but unexpectedly, the little flea kept the ball under his feet, ignoring all his teammates Seeing that the time had come, Iniesta raised his hand and shouted: "Hey~! Here~!"

The little flea is not deaf, but he still has no intention of passing the ball.

In two seconds, Granada's No. 20 player was already close to the little flea. He didn't make a move to intercept the little flea. Instead, he used his tall and strong body to try to suppress the opponent's progress. The little flea came to his wits in haste, and with a sudden snap of his left foot, he swung the ball to the left with his right foot. The brave and foolhardy No. 20 couldn't keep up with the rush, and the reaction in his head forced him to slip.

After throwing off Roffman and the No. 20 player, the little flea continued to drive straight.

Mr. Haas, who was talking with Cigarettes again, said lightly: "There are already two~! Um~! It seems that there are more...!"

Kabini on the side was speechless, because he understood the meaning of Mr. Haas's words very well. At this moment, like everyone in the field, he was waiting for the final result of this scene.

In the arena, the fans of the visiting team, who were admiring the little flea's performance, let out a "wow" in unison, which completely suppressed the madness of the fans of the home team.

Of course, the fans of the visiting team are more convinced that within ten seconds, the little flea will explain to the fans of the home team what it means to be "surprised by four".

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Just now, in order to get rid of the enemy number 20 who was attacking in a hurry, the little flea slowed down a little bit, so that the squirrel who was chasing after him thanked the teammate of number 20: "Great~! Created two seconds for me~! "

But according to the battle situation, within ten steps, the little flea will definitely break into the penalty area of ​​the Granada team. The squirrel, whose jersey has been soaked in sweat, gritted his teeth again and ran at a speed that both Coach Coboni and Cabinet Surprised, this idiot made a mistake and lost the ball, creating a chance for the opponent to counterattack, isn't it?This idiot is about to break the ball and make meritorious deeds?

The little flea has already taken seven steps. Counting the offensive space occupied by Sanchez and Iniesta at this time, there are many ways for the little flea to humiliate the Granada team, but the ball has been stable under his feet. This time, everyone in the arena finally saw clearly what the little flea was thinking.

"Steady~!" Captain Fisk shouted.

After speaking, the veteran ran towards the little flea. He didn't talk nonsense to his opponent, and his movements were very neat. Before the little flea entered the penalty area, he quickly stretched his feet and slid towards the little flea in a hurry. . .

"Three~~! Humph~!" Mr. Haas said softly.

The picture is simple, but for the home team, it is cruel.

The unpretentious moves have their own unique characteristics. Facing the veteran player Fiske, the little flea's swing is easier than just bringing down the No. 20 player. The tacit understanding between the tip of his right foot and the ball , causing Fiske to drop two positions in a second.

The only funny thing is that the idiot Muckrat is still chasing the little flea. Fortunately, the captain Fisk blocked the little flea and bought another second for the idiot.

The ball is in the penalty area, and so are the people.

The shooting screen has not yet appeared.

A central defender from the Granada team rushed to catch up, the little flea twisted his body, and the ball changed direction, and the central defender dropped half a body, but he had not yet fallen to the ground, and his body could still follow Rhythm on the deep zone of ingestion by small fleas.

"Four~! Ha~!" Mr. Haas lightly rejoiced.

All of a sudden, "Stop it!" The mouse finally arrived and reminded the teammate of the central defender.

The left side of the penalty area loses momentum, and the mouse naturally fills the left. After two big strides, the person is blocked in front of the little flea. Seeing that the space has been blocked, the little flea insists on holding the ball, and slams the whole body Pull to the left. . .

If the speed is used, even if the squirrel continues to block the left, the attack gap on the left will be exposed under the eyes of the little flea like Miryang piercing through the gray cloud.

Because it was in the restricted area, Ma Shu didn't dare to add too many tearing movements, and cleverly hid his hands, with great strides, following the attacking rhythm of the little flea all the way.

After running three more steps, it was beyond the range of the best shot. The little flea stopped suddenly, twisted its body in the opposite direction, and let go of the entanglement of the mice. No more procrastination. . .

"Five~~! Shouldn't there be any more? Humph~!" Mr. Haas said, exhaling smoke rings.

Kabinet was still speechless, he covered his face with his hands, he was no longer interested in watching the final blow from the little flea.

. . .The ball has been delivered, and it bends towards the dead corner of the goal. The goalkeeper of the Granada team has a distorted face, kicks his right foot, jumps up, and seals his left palm towards the dead corner.

With a strong kick, the little flea after sending the ball stood on the spot, and a wave of shock gradually emerged in his heart.

(End of this chapter)