It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 295: Champions League First Sword, Kill the Marseilles First (Part )
"Chelsea 3-0 Marseille, Charles scored twice."

"Mandanda was once the happiest goalkeeper in the world, at least the happiest French goalkeeper because he won the World Cup and only conceded one goal in the final."

"But at this moment, he is the saddest goalkeeper."

"Because his former teammates are on the opposite side of him, as a goalkeeper, his familiarity with Charles is a double-edged sword."

"We don't know yet whether Mandanda was holding the hilt or the body of the sword, but regardless of whether he was holding it correctly or not, he still conceded three goals in a row against his national team teammates today."

"Neymar's performance was also good."

"After kicking the ball away from Charles's mouth last time, Neymar did not hesitate when Charles sent the ball again. Instead, he and Charles completed a mercurial cooperation."

The Marseille fans who arrived at the scene saw the game situation had reached this point and didn't know what to do.

Let's leave early. I can't bear to leave.

After all, tickets for this show are quite hard to buy, and those who can travel all the way to the UK are basically die-hard fans.

In fact, they already had predictions for this game in their minds before the game.

Marseille has basically no chance of beating Chelsea, and the current result of the game is pretty much what they expected, but knowing that doesn't mean they aren't sad.

As Chelsea fans, they don't have to worry like Marseille fans.

Because for them, all they need to do is watch the game, celebrate wildly and be happy.

Deschamps next to him held his chin with one hand.

Marseille's defense has done a good job and every player has successfully positioned himself.

But Chelsea's players cooperated so well.

Perhaps it should not be said that it is the cooperation between the players, but also the personal abilities of the players are a little higher than theirs.

Even though the teamwork between Chelsea and Marseille is similar, it is the individual ability of this star that can dominate a game.

Thinking of this, Deschamps began to envy Blanco.

The two of them were competing for the position of France head coach, so how come he lost to Blanc?
If he hadn't lost, he wouldn't have to work so hard on figuring out how to defeat the nearly invincible Chelsea in this game.

Or if he could be a dozen years younger like his former teammate Terry, perhaps he could be playing against him on the pitch today.

After thinking about it, he finally called Ayu over.

"Boss, you called me."

Ayew ran quickly to Deschamps.

Deschamps patted Ayew on the back and said, "Replace Xielu later. I trust you more in his tackling and discipline."

Xielu's playing style is to avoid falling to the ground for tackles, and compared to short passes, long passes are his favorite.

But when facing Chelsea today, Xie Lu's offensive advantage could not be fully brought into play. If this continues, it would be better to replace a player.

"So you want me to get more steals?"

Ayu asked with some concern.

Born into a football family, his father and his uncle are both international players.

Moreover, his father is often called Abedi Pele and the African Maradona because of his great talent and superb shooting skills.

Marseille is the club where his father once played. Coincidentally, Deschamps also likes to promote the children of his former teammates.

Deschamps smiled and said, "Go ahead."

Ayu didn't say anything, but started to pray seriously.

Instead of spending time talking to the coach, you might as well believe that God will bless you.

Marseille restarts the game.

Heinze passed the ball from the left, Ayew got the ball in the middle and broke free from the defense before shooting from 26 meters away from the goal, but the ball eventually hit the post and bounced out of the bottom line.

Chelsea goal kick.

Cech easily pushed the ball to Cole.

At the same time, the Marseille players who had just pressed forward immediately returned to their positions.

Just as Remy stepped forward, Cole swung his right foot and immediately passed the ball to Mikel.

After receiving the ball, Mikel slowly dribbled across the center line. Just as Gignac and Ayew were about to kick, Mikel immediately knocked the ball with his heel.

"Snapped."

But what no one expected was that as soon as Alex stopped the ball with his left foot, the next second the ball turned into an arc, crossed almost half the field and flew towards Charles in the middle.

Charles and Diawara rushed towards the ball at the same time. Diawara, who was defending, was a step slower, and Charles had easily stopped the high ball from far away.

Soon Capore also came to assist in the defense.

Diawara lowered his center of gravity, and just as Charles' left knee moved, Diawara immediately reached out and grabbed Charles.

On the other side, Capore was also pressing forward, not daring to go too far away.

Malouda and Neymar on both wings were watched closely by Nubia and Heinze, and there was really no space for shooting in front.

Now that we are three goals ahead, there is no need to take any risks.

Thinking of this, Charles kicked the ball with his heel. Match and Gonzalez looked back quickly, and saw that the ball was passed to Zhirkov through the gap between them.

Without paying attention to Remy and Brenda Ozhirkov not far behind him, he kicked the ball with the outside of his foot and the ball flew quickly towards Essien not far away.

The moment Essien received the ball, he did not give the Marseille players any chance to prepare, and he made a straight pass that penetrated Marseille's defense.

Just now he was on the Seahawks side, and Neymar next to him rushed to the sideline like an arrow and stopped the ball.

Marseille's overall formation pressed forward frantically, and at the same time, Charles had already rushed to the small penalty area line.

Diawara and Caporre cooperated with each other, trying to block the connection between Charles and Neymar, but behind him, Zhirkov and Malouda had already arrived in the penalty area.

Heinze, who was a step slower, could not keep up with Neymar's speed at all. Just as he was about to reach the end line, Neymar looked in the direction of Charles and shook his ankle.

"call out--"

Heinze quickly stretched out his foot to intercept, but the ball still flew past him.

Malouda and Mbia rushed towards the ball at the same time. Diawara and Capore, who were originally guarding Charles, immediately turned around. Gonzalez, who had just sprinted too far, also gave up Essien beside him.

Before a melee could take place near the penalty area, Malouda, who was being supported, forced a shot.

"boom!"

Charles quickly looked up and saw that the white ball finally turned into a soft and weak parabola and was easily blocked by Mandanda.

But again, due to lack of force, the ball was cleared not far away and landed right in front of Neymar.

Heinze and Neymar were near the narrow sideline, trying to start a new struggle, but in the end the ball was kicked out by Heinze in the narrow space. Chelsea corner kick.

Mandanda wiped the sweat from his head and watched Xia walk towards the corner flag area with the ball in his arms. Suddenly, he felt that he could no longer sweat.

After the referee blew the whistle, Charles quickly took a corner kick.

Gonzalez grabbed Essien's clothes tightly, and just as the ball flew over and Essien just moved, Gonzalez immediately stuck to him.

Essien ignored Gonzalez and jumped up immediately, successfully heading the ball, but due to the interference of Gonzalez, he accidentally headed the ball deflected and it went out of the baseline.

Mandanda took the ball thrown by the caddy, wiped it, and finally placed it carefully on the small penalty area line.

After retreating two or three steps, Mandanda bent down slightly and observed the situation ahead.

Without much hesitation, Mandanda finally chose to kick the ball towards the midfield.

The good news is that the ball was very close to the Marseille players, the bad news is that the Chelsea players were nearby.

Sure enough, the ball was in the hands of a Marseille player one second, and was knocked out of bounds by the Marseille player the next second.

Zhirkov sprinted to the sidelines and picked up the ball.

Before Remy and Brandao could move to interfere, Zhirkov had already thrown the ball to Cole.

As soon as Brandao rushed up, the ball was transferred to Cech's feet again.

Just when everyone thought he would give up, Cech did not expect that Brandao would rush straight towards the ball at his feet.

Amid the exclamations, Cech made a quick decision and passed the ball to Ivanovic.

Gignac rushed over immediately. Ivanovic didn't dare to give him any chance. After stopping the ball with his chest, he quickly kicked the ball with his left foot.

Malouda cut inside the moment he received the ball. Charles was about to go over to meet him, but he didn't expect that Mbia would make a forward run and steal the ball the next second.

Gignac quickly retreated and stopped the ball. Ai Xin and Ivanovic rushed forward, trying to get the ball back, but Yarke standing on the sidelines was unusually calm. With a shake of his left foot, the ball passed from the gap between the two to Ayew behind them.

After receiving the ball, Ayew turned around in a daze on the field. He couldn't find a better point to receive the ball while surrounded by Chelsea players. In this extremely short period of hesitation, the circle around him became smaller and smaller. Just when Ai Xin rushed up, Ayew suddenly passed the ball back to Gignac.

But Gignac couldn't catch the ball at all, and the ball was successfully transferred by Ivanovic and Essien but was intercepted.

Mikel just wanted to stop the ball, and Brandao behind him tried to steal the ball eagerly, but he kicked Mikel's ankle directly, and Mikel fell to the ground.

"Brandao committed a foul, and the Marseille players were still anxious."

"They had clearly stolen the ball, but they just couldn't find any chance to pass it in the midfield."

"Defensively, it looks like they are not as good as Chelsea."

"This is not a tactical gap, but the players are unable to do it when executing it."

"If Ayew had the ability of a Chelsea player, I think if Charles had scored that goal, maybe that goal would have directly threatened Chelsea's goal."

"Maybe Ayew saw the chance, but he couldn't pass the ball out; maybe he had the ability to pass the ball out, but he didn't see the chance."

Mikel stood up again on the field, and Charles dribbled forward. Diawara and Capore Gonzalez had no time to recall the feeling of the goal just now, and could only retreat frantically with all the Marseille players.

When he ran ten meters away from the penalty area, Charles suddenly turned around. In everyone's surprised eyes, Charles gently pushed the ball with his left foot, and the ball returned to Mikel's feet again.

For a moment, whether it was Gonzalez, Cisse, Diawara or Caporé, they were all confused by Charles' abnormal behavior.

Gonzalez and Cisse looked back in a hurry and inadvertently slowed down their pace.

At this moment, Mikel, who received the ball, immediately understood what Charles meant and seized this brief opportunity to pass the ball back to Charles.

The embarrassed Gonzalez and Cisse immediately realized that they had been fooled. Charles's whole rhythm seemed to be faster than theirs. He stopped and flicked the ball with his left foot. Every move was as natural as breathing, and the ball had once again been transferred to Malouda's feet.

The encirclement formed by Brandao, Sissay, Gonzalez, Diawara and Capore was getting smaller and smaller, but these Marseille players were like bandits lurking in the dance party and could not keep up with the pace of Charles and others.

After receiving the ball, Malouda did not pause or hesitate at all. He just lightly lifted the ball. Just as the ball passed over the heads of Capore, Mbia and others, Charles passed through the gap between them like an arrow.

Diawara quickly turned around and tried to grab Ciel's clothes;

Capore, Cisse Gonzalez and Ayew sprinted forward frantically, trying to catch up with Charles.

But the distance between them was only a few feet, but trying to catch up felt like a light year away.

Mandanda's heart was beating like a drum, and there was no way for him to comfort himself and stay on the goal line.

When he ran to the small penalty area line, the ball that Malouda had just picked up fell down. Charles pushed the ball forward with his left calf. Mandanda hurried to the ground. Charles who was coming towards him cushioned the ball. Mandanda missed it and raised his head in panic. The ball flew over his face and flew towards the left goal post.

He rolled up his flag and raided Chanyu's tent at night, and hacked at the Hu soldiers with his precious sword.

At the same time, Neymar and Heinze on the wing rushed towards the landing point of the ball at the same time. Heinze wanted to reach out to stop Neymar, but he couldn't stop him at all.

Just as Neymar stepped onto the goal line, the ball flew over at an angle, and Neymar subconsciously met the ball.

Wu Menhao, a brave man from southern Yan, built a house with a lead fish and a hidden knife in it.

"Snapped."

The ball fell obediently into the world behind the goal line.

Neymar touched his forehead in disbelief, feeling dizzy and for a moment he was not sure what had happened.

"Chelsea 4-0 Marseille."

"The coordination is like mercury flowing on the ground, the imagination is unconstrained, and the performance is magnificent."

"Neymar scored with a header. He finally opened his scoring account today, but more credit should be attributed to Charles, who assisted the goal."

"After receiving the pass, the already exhausted players on the field sprinted forward numbly according to decades of training."

"The academy coaches' entertaining teaching, the echelon coaches' advice, and the club coaches' expectations have taught them one thing: keep going, keep going, and keep going!"

"But Charles is like a spirit in the football world, a pure child in the football world. He has never been constrained by these rules and inertial thinking. He does whatever he wants without any violence, but the defense in front of him collapses quietly."

"To step back is to move forward better."

"He just turned slightly and passed the ball to Mitchell, but this turn was out of the routine and inertia of the football world."

"When Mikel passed the ball back again, Charles's innovation and agility made all the Marseille players dizzy."

"Then he cooperated with Malouda again, and the defense line that had been like a solid wall in front of Charles was washed away layer by layer."

"Although their bodies are still nearby, their souls have already traveled thousands of miles away. What remains here is only a moving body."

"Mandanda bowed before Charles, but the Sword of the King will never let go of any enemy who pretends to surrender."

"Sure enough, in the next moment, Mandanda looked back again, but Charles's sharp blade had already flown past his neck."

“And just like that, Neymar, who was ahead of Heinze by half, rushed into the goal, met the ball lightly, as if drinking water, and scored a valuable Champions League goal.”

Which two teams do you think will be in the Champions League final?
Although the author thinks Real Madrid has a good chance, for some reason he wants to see Kane and Mbappe reach the final together, and Kane loses to Mbappe, and Mbappe joins Real Madrid with the Champions League (

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