Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 510 Talent VS Cheats!

In the 68th minute, Chelsea took the lead in making personnel adjustments. Pedro, who was in a mediocre state throughout the game, was replaced by Moses. The fiery William moved forward, and Moses served as the right wing back.

Moses, who had just appeared on the field, was very excited. Without saying a word, he gave Iniesta a flying shovel, and the Barcelona captain directly hit the billboard on the sidelines...

Seeing that Lao Bai fell so badly, the referee Chakir had already taken the card out of his pocket, but the sideline referee standing near the billboard shook his head at him:
"This black boy tackled the ball first..."

Moses grinned and nodded to the impartial and strict judge, but his heart was full of surprise.

[I can still meet such a referee in the game against Barcelona, ​​I must have saved a country in my previous life! 】
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Moses did not get a yellow card, but Iniesta was replaced by the coach after insisting on it for 2 minutes.

The player on the field was also an old acquaintance-Li Polo's teammate in Valencia, Andre Gomez.

In the first season of joining Barcelona, ​​Gomez once became the team's regular main force, but with the change of coaches, coupled with the successive joining of DePaul and Coutinho, his playing position in Barcelona continued to move backwards , if it weren't for Coutinho's absence due to injury, he might not even be able to enter the squad for this game.

【This is your chance to prove yourself! 】

Gomez cheered himself up secretly in his heart.

Then he stepped onto the field while crossing himself across his chest.

Then, he met his old teammate, Lee Polo.

Li Poluo raised his chin towards him:

"Andre, long time no see. Let me see if you have improved!"

【…】

Gomez looked a little desperate.

Even though he had simulated the confrontation between the two sides countless times before the game, when they stood face to face, he still really felt how strong the oppression from his old teammates was!

【Compared to last season... he has become stronger again! 】
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Li Poluo kept his promise, and after only 2 minutes, he found Gomez.

Not only that, he also raised his hand to signal:
"Pass me the ball, I want to have an intimate collision with my old friend!"

Seeing his impatient appearance, Fabregas felt a little complicated, but he passed the ball obediently.

Li Polo stretched out his foot to stop the ball, and issued a declaration to Gomez:

"Andre, you have to be ready!"

Gomez's palms were almost sweating:

[A one-on-one breakthrough in a static state? 】

【He didn't have this ability! 】

[In the video data... I haven't seen the content of this aspect at all! 】

He was still looking for a solution in his memory, and Lee Polo had already activated it on the spot!

[Wait, don't come here! 】

I saw Li Polo push the ball with the arch of his right foot, and his whole body speeded up instantly!
Gomez focused his eyes, maintained a posture facing Lee Polo sideways, and retreated quickly at the same time.

But in the next second, Li Poluo kicked the ball between his legs!
Gomez's pupils shrank violently!

[Crotch piercing! 】

[And it's... the crotch that both sides move in the same direction! 】

[How confident is he in speed...! 】

[Negative sentiment from Andre Gomez, +313! 】
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Of course Lee Polo is full of confidence in his speed!

Among his basic attributes, speed is the highest one!
Up to 98!

Although Gomez's speed is not slow, but in the case of passive defense, he will always be one step slower than Lee Polo!
"Crotch piercing!"

Zhan Jun exclaimed:
"Lee Polo passed the football to himself 2 seconds later!"

Zhang Lu took the opportunity to comment on the visiting team's tactics:

"Barcelona's midfield gap is too large. Neither Busquets, Umtiti, or Pique have adequate protection for Gomez. This allows Li Polo to speed up the breakthrough with confidence. ..."

Li Polo, who successfully broke through Gomez, reached the top of Barcelona's penalty area in one breath, and Pique was the next obstacle.

Pique frowned tightly, his eyes fixed on Li Polo's legs and football, trying to see through his next move.

Li Polo didn't give him much time to analyze, and kicked the ball between Pique's legs again!
[Have you seen through me? 】

A gleam flashed in Pique's eyes.

[You still want to wear crotch continuously? 】

【You too underestimated me and saw through it! 】

[Even if I use conditioned reflex, I can stop the ball! 】

His right foot subconsciously moved inward, trying to close the wicket, but the next second he felt the football touch his heel!
【? ! 】

Pique's heart sank.

As a seasoned top defender, he knows what it's like.

[Why so fast? !

[I clearly saw through his movements, but he was still half a beat behind! 】

The football hit his heel, but it was not blocked back, but still pierced through the space between his legs!

However... the scrolling trajectory has changed significantly!
He turned his head for the first time, trying to find the football, while praying in his heart:
[The farther you roll, the better! 】

But to his great disappointment... the football not only didn't roll to the sideline, but instead bounced in the direction Li Polo was going - Barcelona's restricted area!

The corners of Lee Polo's mouth curled up slightly.

[Your talent is to see through? 】

[But my talent is to predict your insight! 】

【What are you comparing with me! 】

Goalkeeper Cillessen completely misjudged the direction because Pique changed the rolling trajectory of the ball!

When Li Polo chased the football on the left side of the small penalty area, Cillesen already knew his end...

The blue No. 1 pushes gently with the arch of his right foot!
The football rolled across the goal line without a sound!

4: 1!

Chelsea sealed the victory in the 75th minute!
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Li Polo, who completed the hat-trick, did not celebrate the goal immediately, but turned to look at Pique:
"Thank you for your assist!"

"You are so amazing!"

"You knew I was going to be in that area at a glance, so you kicked the ball at my feet!"

"..."

Listening to these yin and yang words, the blood vessels on Pique's forehead were about to explode!
He looked at Li Poluo and roared viciously:
"If you say another word, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Li Poluo was not intimidated by him at all, but took a big step towards him:

"The players who come out of the La Masia youth training camp, the golf quotient is simply not too high!"

"...you step on the horse!"

Seeing the expectant look on the other side's face, Pique couldn't help but take a step back.

His tall body swayed a bit, and he was almost dizzy by his stinky and shameless opponent!

[Pike, +1478! 】

[Silesen, +555! 】

[Umtiti, +233! 】

[Valverde, +748! 】

[Away fans, +4048! 】

[British Barcelona fans, +73798! 】
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"4:1! The outcome is decided! Lee Polo once again killed the game!"

Although there were at least 15 minutes left in the game, Zhan Jun still made a conclusion.

Zhang Lu had no intention of objecting at all, and was still immersed in Li Poluo's goal:
"If Iniesta hadn't left the field, he would have retreated to a deeper position when defending. In this way, Li Polo would have no room to speed up and surpass others, and there would be no performance of two people in a row, so Ender Ray Gomez is probably responsible for this conceded goal!"

Zhan Jun disagreed:

"We shouldn't be too harsh on him, after all... How can we leave the heavy responsibility of defending Lee Polo to a mere substitute player?"

"If Gomez can defend Li Polo one-on-one, then he is at least a super player!"

If Gomez could hear such a comment, he would be so wronged that he would shed tears!
[My transfer value two years ago was as high as 3400 million euros! 】

Seeing Li Polo rushing towards the grandstand to celebrate, Messi had a painful expression on his face.

1:4…

He was not reconciled at all, but he didn't know how to act in order to turn the tide.

[Messi, +404! 】

(End of this chapter)