Perfect Center

Chapter 84: Battle with Paris Saint-Germain (Part )

"It's in! The ball is in!"

"A goal from Di Maria! He helped Paris Saint-Germain expand the score advantage!"

“PSG’s aggressive offensive has paid off once again!”

"In the 30th minute of the first half, Zalgiris, who were at home, fell behind by two goals, but don't forget that they were in a more dangerous situation against Shakhtar Donetsk in the last round. They have always had the ability to create miracles!"

"Assist from French international Matuidi!"

"The 28-year-old French international was named French Footballer of the Year by France Football magazine three days ago! He beat Pogba, Griezmann, Varane and others!"

In the live broadcast room.
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["Angel" Di Maria! He was not used to the local environment in Manchester United, but he was reborn after coming to Paris Saint-Germain! ]
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[Matuidi is very good, with excellent back-up ability and exquisite ball distribution ability! ]
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[Two goals in half an hour, Paris Saint-Germain is sure to win this game! ]
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[It’s time to open the champagne at halftime! ]

On the sidelines, Blanco took a sip of water and savored Di Maria's goal.

The coaching staff members danced and celebrated.

The Zalgris command area on the other side.

Dambruskas' hair is a little messy. What else can we say about this goal that was scored based on personal ability?

"It's not a big problem. Keep calm! Keep calm! Don't let the other team score any more goals!"

Dambruskas gestured toward the players on the field.

Di Maria celebrated while running towards the corner flag area, and after the celebration he hugged his teammates who ran over.

The fans in the away stands cheered for this goal!
Klevenskas slapped his dark green gloves in frustration.

Fred Jimas held his head in frustration. Kendish patted his shoulder, encouraged him not to lose heart, and then whispered to him about the next defensive task.

"Just a short time has passed! We still have a lot of time left. This situation is not worth getting discouraged!" Xia Han pulled off the captain's armband on his left arm and shouted loudly to his teammates.

The game restarted in the middle circle.

The two wingers of Zalgiris pressed forward and the attack was very simple.

Either Xia Han fights alone to create threatening opportunities, or he cooperates with the two wingers in a wall-playing manner, and finally a cross from the bottom or a reverse triangle pass allows Xia Han to complete the finish.

In the midfield, Lukesa and Janusauskas have poor ability to attack, and only Pilibatis has a certain ability to attack.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Zalgiris's independent attacking style was monotonous, and Xia Han was double-teamed by Thiago Silva and Marquinhos, making it difficult for him to get a chance to shoot.

With the careful research of Blanco and the coaching staff, as well as Thiago Silva's rich defensive experience, they did a good job of limiting Xia Han in the first half.

In the 44th minute of the game, Xia Han received a pass from Mokums in front of his home court.

"Here it comes! Mokumus's pass goes straight to Xia Han's feet! Is there any chance?"

"The first half was drawing to a close. In the entire first half, Zalgari was only able to take three shots by Xia Han, and one of them was on target."

"The players in the midfield and the back line are in perfect harmony. They double-teamed Xia Han and formed a circle around him!"

"Marquinhos, a 21-year-old young defender, is quite impressive! He also performed quite well in the French Ligue !"

Marquinhos is hailed by fans at the Parc des Princes as the core of Paris Saint-Germain's defense for the next decade.

Snapped!
Calculating Marquinhos's speed and stealing the ball, Xia Han dribbled past the player, separated the player from the ball, and accelerated again to pass Marquinhos!
Rabiot behind him tried to pull Xia Han, but after Xia Han resisted him, he sped up and threw him away.

"Marquinhos's intention to steal the ball was too obvious, Xia Han keenly observed it!!"

"There is space to pass the ball! Will Xia Han choose to pass the ball?" Mokums barely ran out of space on the other side.

But VanDerveer was already approaching, blocking Mokums' receiving route.

Facing Maxwell who was defending, Xia Han simply lowered his shoulders and faked a move. After creating an angle, he relied on his strong explosive power to dribble the ball into the penalty area.

The moment Xia Han broke into the penalty area, Thiago Silva stepped forward to force him, blocking Xia Han's route to continue moving inside.

The image of "Peter Pan" Robben flashed in Xia Han's mind.

In an instant, the body burst into a powerful start and the footsteps accelerated.

The sudden cut inside from the outside and the powerful speed made Thiago Silva unable to keep up.

Marquinhos had already chased back. Xia Han made a series of fake moves with his left foot and then made a kick and a flick with his right foot, making Marquinhos, who was chasing back, lose his balance.

"Marquinhos' body is swaying, does Xia Han have a chance to complete the shot?!"

"On this side of the goal, Trapp chose to attack! He wants to block all of Xia Han's shooting angles!"

"Xia Han!"

Xia Han's eyes were extremely focused, and the best trajectory for shooting the ball towards the goal seemed to appear before his eyes.

boom!
Xia Han’s right foot fully touched the football!

Marquinhos's desperate block failed to stop this curved shot!

Under the gaze of everyone, the football drew an arc in the air!
“This is a shot!!”

Trapp stretched out his arms as wide as he could to expand his saving range in an attempt to block the ball.

It didn't work.

Xia Han's shot after cutting inside was of very high quality!
The football passed straight from his armpit and flew towards the goal of Paris Saint-Germain!
"It's Thiago Silva! He's on the goal line!"

Thiago Silva looked at Marquinhos's blocking and did not try to block the ball himself. Instead, he rushed straight to the goal line, ready to use his body to block Xia Han from the goal line!

It also didn't work.

The football went into the net from his outstretched foot!

Xia Han's cut-in shot did not become the background for Thiago Silva's clearance on the goal line.

1-2! ! !

The home fans burst into cheers like an earthquake, celebrating Xia Han's beautiful goal!
"Beautiful! This is such a beautiful goal! Incredible! An unbelievable goal!"

"Xia Han's cut-in shot easily broke through Paris Saint-Germain's defense!"

"In the 44th minute of the first half, near the end, it was Xia Han's time to score a goal!"

"This cut-in shot reminded me of the Dutchman Robben. It was an amazing goal!"

"Zalgiris scored a crucial goal and narrowed the gap with Paris Saint-Germain!"

Xia Han saw the football go into the net, looked up at the time on the LED screen, and chose to celebrate.

He ran to the corner flag area, slid on his knees and made a celebration gesture of drawing a bow and arrow, then stood up and hugged Mokums who rushed over to him to celebrate.

The assist for this goal came from Mokums.

(End of this chapter)