It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 270 I Really Want to Improve

"The conflict between the two sides did not escalate. Charles took his teammates away to prevent the conflict from breaking out."

"Referee Webber should probably go see an eye doctor instead of gloating over his new record."

The Spanish team was in a panic after almost conceding a goal.

They are able to control the ball, but Pedro and Villa are just Charles's original substitute and Villa is just wearing No. 7 jersey, which does not mean they have the same strength as Charles.

Bosque on the sidelines couldn't help but become anxious when he saw this.

Passing and controlling the ball is not the goal or controlling the ball. Controlling the ball is only a means to score a goal.

From the qualifiers to now, no player or team has been able to put such great pressure on him.

He could only keep giving instructions and adjustments on the sidelines. Fortunately, the Spanish players stabilized themselves again in a very short time and regained control of the game rhythm.

In the fifth minute, Villa's shot was blocked and the French team immediately launched a counterattack.

Lori passed the ball directly to Sagna, and the ball passed quickly between the feet of the French players and soon moved from Sagna to Toulalan.

Before the Spanish encirclement was formed, without any hesitation, Turan once again passed the ball diagonally to Charles.

The audience in the stands widened their eyes.

France's counterattack is too fast!
Spain's backcourt was extremely empty. Pique and Puyol had just passed through the midfield when Turan's pass had already reached the Spanish half.

Ramos, Puyol and Charr rushed towards the ball at the same time.

Charles, who was originally at the end of the three, caught up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ramos just turned around and saw in despair that Charles was catching up with the ball like a ghost.

He waved his hand quickly, Puyol understood instantly and prepared to assist in defense, while Ramos once again stepped forward alone to fight the dragon.

Seeing the ball getting closer, Ramos subconsciously slowed down, but Charles next to him had no intention of slowing down at all. When it was only one step away, Charles aimed his right heel at the ball, pushed off the ground the moment his right foot landed, and turned quickly.

Damn, here we go again!
Ramos braked suddenly, but in this short period of less than a second to overcome inertia, Charles had completed all the actions of cutting inside.

Casillas' heart was pounding.

Because now there are only Puyol and Ramos in the Spanish penalty area, and other Spanish defensive players are still on the way.

Puyol and Ramos stood diagonally in front of Charles, one on the left and one on the right, and Charles could take advantage of the gap between them to shoot directly and drive straight into the goal!

Just as Benzema was about to step onto the top of the penalty area,
Without any hesitation, Charles immediately swung his leg and prepared to shoot.

Puyol, who was not far in front of him, noticed this keenly and rushed towards Ramos quickly.

Igor's clean sheet bonus is waiting for him.

Seeing this, Charles immediately changed the movement of his left foot and rubbed the ball with the outside of his foot.

"call out--"

Casillas' eyes widened, and just as the ball drew a delicate arc in the air to avoid Puyol, Casillas also adjusted his position.

"boom!"

The moment the ball flies towards you, hold it firmly in your arms.

"Charle's dunk got past Ramos. The simpler the move, the harder it is to defend against."

"Puyol assisted in the defense. Just when Charles was about to shoot, his route was blocked by Puyol. However, Charles reacted faster than he thought. He used the outside of his foot to avoid Puyol, but in the end, the ball still failed to pass through Casillas' five fingers."

Casillas breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't rush forward so fast, you almost got counterattacked just now!"

Ramos scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Captain, you know my..."

Casillas sighed helplessly and passed the ball again.

Iniesta, Xavi and others once again controlled the ball and looked for scoring opportunities.

In the tenth minute, Iniesta received a short pass from Xavi and passed it directly to Pedro without any adjustment.

Toulalan and Diaby turned around at the same time, trying to steal the ball from his feet, but Pedro turned quickly after receiving the ball, without giving them any chance, and Pedro passed the ball away again.

Ramos, who came in from behind, accelerated again and received the ball.

This time, it was Lori who was frightened.

There was nothing else, just like Casillas was trembling because there were only two defensive players, Sagna and other defensive players were also far away from Ramos!
Sagna quickened his pace, and just as the two of them stepped onto the penalty area line at the same time, he glanced at Lloris, who was well prepared and had kept a clean sheet since the start of the World Cup, and Ramos unexpectedly knocked the ball back.

"Snapped--"

Gallas and Sagna hurriedly stopped, but at this time, they had already rushed into the penalty area at the same time as Villa, and at the top of the penalty area, Pedro took the lead and easily stopped the ball.

Abidal immediately lowered his center of gravity and stood in front of him, while Toulalan and Evra, who were not far away, also rushed over from both sides.

Charles, Ribery and Malouda also retreated.

Pedro recognized Charles out of the corner of his eye and glanced at Villa near the back post. In milliseconds, he changed his mind, aimed at the direction of the goal, and kicked the ball hard!
He really wanted to make progress and didn't want to live in Ciel's shadow forever.

Gallas and Sagna looked back quickly, and Charles could not help but rush forward, only to see Lori quickly getting down to the ground in front of the goal, but he regretted it halfway - the ball slipped past the goal and posed no threat at all.

"Hit from behind... there's a chance from the outside! Pedro shoots from the bottom of his foot..."

"Ramos' pass was very imaginative, not like a defender at all. Pedro also ran to the most suitable position. The two must have practiced many times."

"There is some back and forth between the two sides, but neither has scored a goal so far."

"I can only say that we are too familiar with it. We all know the opponent's offensive routines very well, and we are also very familiar with the technical characteristics of the opponent's players."

"The camera was in the stands, where Guardiola was chatting and laughing with Wenger, Ancelotti, Cruyff and others."

"It seems that they are very satisfied with the performance of the players in today's game."

France goal kick, Sagna received the ball and made a long pass, Charles received the ball again and made rapid progress with the ball.

Pique suddenly felt something was wrong. After taking a closer look, he found that it was the old man Ramos who had taken his place!
Without having time to curse Ramos, Pique could only rush forward.

As a former teammate, he failed to defend Charles once in so many training matches.

He passes people as if they were drinking water or eating.

Later he learned his lesson. In training matches, he was always a member of the Charr team, and Chiglinski was the one who suffered.

But he never expected that Ramos would become a bad guy!

Charles gently pushed the ball outwards with the tip of his right foot, and Pique immediately realized that this was Charles's forward swing.

But just because the brain knows it doesn't mean the body can make the corresponding action. When Pique's center of gravity changed, Charles immediately seized the opportunity and cut inside with the ball.

Ramos and Puyol rushed over from two directions at the same time. Pique turned around immediately, and in milliseconds, Ramos also rushed in front of Charles.

Benzema near the back post was completely blocked.

Charles hooked his left foot, luring Ramos to stretch his foot, and the moment he kicked, Charles immediately shot with his left foot.

Pique, who had just turned around, was a step late, but stretched out his left foot at the same time.

At this time, the ball was about to be completely out of control. Charles forced his toes to slightly change the direction of the ball and finally successfully avoided Pique's feet.

However, on the complex road to scoring a goal, there will never be just one obstacle.

Puyol, who was blocking the passing route between Charles and Benzema, fell to the ground immediately. The ball hit the instep of his foot and bounced towards the goal again. Capdevila gave up Benzema, and just as he was about to rush towards the ball, Casillas quickly attacked and cleared the ball.

Benzema wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a follow-up shot, but Capdevila would not give him this chance. He simply raised his leg high and kicked the ball to the midfield.

"Get back to defense quickly!"

Without time to regret, Charles rushed back while reminding his teammates.

Football is always like this. Before you can solve the previous problem, the next one will come.

All French players rushed to the back, Ribery and Diaby successfully double-teamed Alonso, but the next second, Alonso sent the ball away again.

The short pass of less than 5 meters was safely transferred to Xavi's feet. At this time, Charles finally caught up, and Busquets, who was not far away, immediately stretched out his hand to block Charles behind him when Charles just wanted to stretch his foot, but Busquets shook his ankle and lightly sent the ball forward.

"I know you too well."

After saying that, Busquets rushed forward again.

Charles did not stay where he was, but rushed straight to the top of the penalty area.

On the other side, Iniesta passed the ball gently again, another short pass, the ball perfectly avoided the feet of all French players and found Villa.

Pedro and also rushed up from behind. Villa glanced at Charles. Although he also wanted to improve, he finally passed the ball back to Pedro.

Diaby and Turan surrounded him on the left and right, but Pedro was really like a whirlwind, making the two men dizzy.

Charles did not follow suit in defense, but instead rushed towards the far post silently.

Soon, Pedro dribbled the ball into the penalty area. In the extremely narrow space, he only felt extremely hot and time seemed to slow down.

"Ah - Pedro broke into the penalty area and shot!"

"Spain 1:0 France, France is in danger!"

"Spaniards are committed to 1:0 in this World Cup. As long as they score a goal, they will be able to control their opponents, the game and victory with their advantage in ball possession!"

"In their semi-final against Germany, they killed the inevitable defeat and sent Germany away in this way."

"Pedro!"

"The ball goes in! Lori was a step too slow, Pedro chose to push the ball into the near corner, Charles blocked it at the far post, Gallas, Abidal and others stood in front of Pedro, but at this moment Pedro was like a god descending from heaven, his bravery was unstoppable."

"He just performed like Charles, but he used this goal to prove to everyone that he is no longer a substitute for Charles."

"Although his current strength is still a long way from Ciel's, as long as he can continue to perform like this, one day he will reach Ciel's level."

“Although it’s a little difficult, he has already taken the first step.”

Pedro ran all the way and all his teammates couldn't keep up with him.

"I scored! I scored!"

Pedro rushed to the edge of the stands and just as he opened his arms, he reacted instantly and put his hands on his ears.

The Spanish fans in the stands also cooperated very well and shouted his name crazily.

The Spaniards rushed forward quickly and surrounded Pedro in the middle.

Lori stood up from the ground with some disappointment.

Seeing Charles slowly approaching, Lori felt a little guilty.

"I reacted slowly. If I had reacted faster... this goal wouldn't have gone in."

"There's no need to blame yourself," Charles shook his head and went into the net to retrieve the ball. "We're already one goal behind, so let's not think about it anymore. Now, there's only one thing we have to do: get this damn ball into the Spanish goal."

As Charles spoke, he walked into the penalty area. Soon, all the French players who were returning to defense surrounded him.

"Don't complain, don't blame yourself, don't doubt yourself," Charles held the ball tightly in his arms, "That's what losers do. Now, the game is not over yet. As long as there is one minute left, let alone we still have more than 60 minutes. There is only one thing we have to do: try our best."

"If the Spanish can do it, so can we. Come on!"

All the team members stretched out their hands and placed them on the shoulders of others.

"come on!"

The French team united once again.

Charles bent down, picked up the ball, placed it in the center circle, and waited quietly for the kick-off.

He didn't know what would happen next. Everything was unknown. Maybe Spain suddenly got wise and succeeded in praying for the gods, which led to a great victory. Or maybe the French team's coordination level increased rapidly, leading in the last half...

Maybe he will waste countless shooting opportunities in this game, maybe he will slip during the game...

But he knew one thing, that is, not giving his all, but starting to retreat and fear failure in the face of the unknown, that would be the biggest failure.

Seeing that the French players were already standing and waiting for the kick-off, the Spaniards, whose excitement had finally passed, slowly walked towards the kick-off point.

The game continues.

After the kick-off, Charles immediately asked for the ball.

Now he knew one thing clearly, that is, it was completely impossible for the French midfield to compete with the Spanish in ball control. Now, he had to seize every opportunity to send the ball into that damn goal!

After receiving the ball, Charles immediately started to break through the level alone.

The moment he received the ball, Busquets and Iniesta immediately came up.

Spain's four main defenders were on full alert, and Benzema was once again surrounded, with absolutely no space to receive the ball.

Charles used the inside of his right foot to knock the ball directly into the gap between the two of them. Busquets immediately stretched out his foot, and Iniesta, who had just rushed past and turned urgently, reached out and grabbed the hem of Charles' clothes without hesitation.

The moment Charles received the ball with his left foot, he pushed it outwards and turned slightly again to avoid Busquets. At the same time, just when Iniesta was about to succeed, Charles stretched out his hand to block his position and swung his arms continuously, forcibly dragging him out of Iniesta's control.

In just one second, Charles broke through the two men's defense.

Xavi, Alonso and others kept adjusting their positions with Charles, while Busquets, who was thrown away, came up again.

But Charles accelerated again and rushed towards the Spanish penalty area.

The silver saddle illuminates the white horse, rustling like a meteor.

Alonso, who was a little ahead, was stunned.

He was obviously running at the fastest speed, but the distance between him and Charles was constantly shrinking, while the distance between Busquets and Charles was getting bigger and bigger.

It’s too fast, it’s really too fast!

Seeing that he was about to be thrown away, Busquets quickly grabbed Charles' arm.

In this short period of time, the other players of the French team also ran out of position, and the Spaniards had to pay some attention to them.

At this moment, Busquets suddenly noticed that Charles made an undetectable pass with his left foot. At the same time, Charles also slowed down.

In an instant, Busquets let go of Charles' arm, took a big step and rushed briefly to the diagonal front of Charles, trying to block the space between him and Ribery.

Iniesta also rushed over again at this time, and the two of them blocked Charles diagonally in front of them at the same time.

His cleverness backfired, and everything he did was exactly what Charles wanted.

Charles dribbled the ball with his right foot, and just as Iniesta stretched out his foot to steal the ball, Charles simultaneously flicked the ball with the inside of his left foot.

"Snapped--"

The two turned their heads immediately and saw that the ball passed through Iniesta's crotch and accurately found Ribery in the middle.

Xavi and Alonso immediately turned to Ribery, but before they could make any move, Ribery quickly flicked the ball forward.

Puyol and Benzema rushed towards the landing point of the ball at the same time. Benzema, who was blocked by Puyol behind him, awkwardly stretched out his foot to kick the ball. Although the force was average, it was enough for Charles.

Pique and Ramos rushed towards the ball one after another, while Charles, who was sandwiched in the middle, didn't wait for the ball to land. He pushed the ground hard with his left foot, and at the moment of being in the air, he twisted his hips and hit the ball hard with his left foot again.

Side hook in the air!

"call out--"

The tail is like a shooting star, the head is a thirsty crow, and the mouth spurts red light and sweat.

Casillas had a grim look on his face and was sweating profusely as he flew to save the ball!
The ball was getting closer and closer, but Casillas became more and more desperate.

The ball flew past his fingers like a meteor and headed straight for the blind corner of the goal!

"boom!"

Casillas ultimately failed to escape gravity and fell to the ground, while the ball hit the inside of the goal and bounced into the net.

(End of this chapter)