What kind of football player is handsome?

Chapter 99 teaches professional winger Lukaku how to dominate! Yi Di unleashes his power, crushing Chelsea; has the Madman II been sacked?

As usual, Zhan Jun began by introducing Lukaku.

"He started his career at Anderlecht in the Belgian First Division A, and was a key striker for the Belgian national youth team at every age level. Before joining Chelsea, he had already won the Belgian First Division A Silver Boot, demonstrating exceptional efficiency. Coupled with his strong physique, many media outlets dubbed him the 'Drogba II'," and this summer he transferred to Chelsea for a hefty €2000 million!

Zhang took the data and thought to himself: This center is so amazing, his stats must be...

Lukaku has made 8 appearances in all competitions and scored 0 goals.

Oh, maybe he just plays for two or three minutes in each game.

His total playing time was 260 minutes.

Zhang Zhi: ...

Back on the court.

Phil Jones took a deep breath.

He had expected to be caught in a pincer attack by Lukaku and Torres.

did not expect.

Lukaku suddenly sprinted back to his own half of the field.

Ashley Young scratched his head.

What's the meaning of having such a big, fat boy standing right next to you?

Liu Yi was puzzled.

He can accept Lukaku playing as a winger.

Playing as a full-back is such a strange thing.

Chelsea are still behind, and Di Matteo hasn't even taken over yet!

Only Villas-Boas rubbed his forehead, looking utterly dejected.

"Romeu ran the wrong way! We kick it that way! Yes, kick it that way!"

The live stream room was instantly filled with a joyful atmosphere.

"So Lukaku went to the wrong place!"

"Another world-class achievement below the neck?"

"Oh dear, has Chelsea also welcomed their own Balotelli?!"

He jogged back to Manchester United's half.

Evra stood next to Lukaku, looking as small as an inflatable doll.

Shortly after Lukaku was substituted on, Spanish midfielder Mata delivered a very good through ball, directly to the Belgian youngster diagonally in front.

Lukaku and Evra started almost simultaneously.

"Third Master" was noticeably faster.

Just as they were about to stop the diagonal pass.

Suddenly, a tremendous force came from beside me.

Lukaku, like a rhinoceros, forcefully pushed Evra out.

Absolute tonnage advantage!

Evra felt like he'd hit the jackpot (note: truck) and everything went black.

After regaining my senses.

Only then did he realize that the 1.9-meter-tall, nearly 200-pound fat man in front of him was carrying a ball and sprinting forward at lightning speed.

"Look at Lukaku!"

"That build is terrifying when it charges!"

That inside cut, once he gets going, nobody can stop him!

did not expect.

Lukaku chose to drive straight through.

Suddenly, he unleashed a high, arcing cross that hurtled directly into the penalty area.

Torres leaped high into the air.

Big Phil followed closely behind.

De Gea is on high alert.

The football is falling rapidly.

"Look at the battle for the summit!"

"Forehead..

""

"It wasn't Torres or Phil Jones who got the ball."

"But it was an eighty-year-old man!"

"Oh dear, Lukaku's cross went straight into the stands! And it was from the second tier!"

Lukaku raised his hand in acknowledgment.

Mine mine.

Mata applauded, offering words of comfort to the young Belgian striker.

"Good shot, Romeu, good shot!"

The Spanish midfielder believes in encouragement-based education.

Young people should be willing to try and make mistakes.

Chelsea's attacking momentum remained unabated.

Mata stepped up and took up the offensive mantle.

Faced with the Red Devil's pressure, the Blue Lion pushed relentlessly without any regard for reason.

"Mata!"

"They've broken through Fletcher's defenses!"

"They've entered firing range!"

"Break the door!!"

Zhan Jun's speaking speed suddenly increased.

The football shot into the sky like a cannonball.

Manchester United fans held their breath.

Ferguson clenched his fists on the sidelines.

De Gea has stretched out his body and is about to take off! Bang!

The exclamations abruptly ceased.

Football is impartial.

It hit Lukaku's big head!

"Lukaku, back in the middle, blocked his teammate Mata's powerful shot!"

The comments section burst into laughter.

It's better to just dribble the ball down the wing. Putting it in the middle and standing there is like giving Manchester United an extra defender.

What bad luck! Not only can I not score myself, but I'm also making my teammates' scoring efficiency drop.

I think I'm witnessing the rise of a comedic star in the football world!

On the bench.

Lampard remained silent.

He has already decided to suggest to the coaching staff that Lukaku be loaned out after this game.

Young people should indeed be willing to try and make mistakes.

But don't make the same mistake at Chelsea!

It was Manchester United's turn to attack.

Anderson dribbled the ball at high speed across the midfield and passed it to Rooney, who was making a forward run, before Ramirez could intercept it.

The moment Rooney touches the ball.

In the attacking third, Liu Yi had already driven into the penalty area like an iron stake.

Terry kept charging at him from behind, trying to use his body to suppress the Chinese striker.

Rooney's pass found Manchester United's number 19.

Liu Yi cosplays as a stationary center.

But he still struggled to turn the tide against Terry.

Fortunately, Liu Yi had already planned the route to receive the ball beforehand.

Without making any adjustments, he passed the ball back to Nani, who had made a run into the box.

"Come!"

Liu Yi turned and bypassed Terry the moment he tapped the ball, then plunged into the penalty area.

Continuous conduction coordination!

We at Manchester United also have our own tiki-ta ———

Fog Grass.

Dude, why did you ejaculate?!

Outside the restricted area.

The Portuguese winger completely ignored Liu Yi's request for the ball.

Before the ball even hit the ground, he unleashed a powerful volley!

Cech was in superb form, punching the ball away with a single punch.

"Chelsea doesn't seem to be planning to give up easily!"

"If the Blue Lions can score another goal, the outcome will still be in doubt."

"Conversely, if Manchester United scores, the scales of victory will tip completely in the Red Devils' favor!"

The match has reached the 70-minute mark.

Meireles and Anderson battled fiercely for the ball in midfield.

Anderson lost his balance and was knocked down onto the grass.

The referee, who was standing right next to them, did not blow his whistle.

However, just before losing his balance, Anderson swept the ball with his right leg to Liu Yi, who was making a high-speed run down the right flank.

The moment Liu Yi received the ball, he unleashed a powerful right-footed dribble, shaking off Ashley Cole who had rashly attempted to intercept.

Cole's speed in recovering was astonishing.

They caught up with them in an instant.

"A one-on-one situation on the wing!"

"Let's see how Liu Yi handles this!"

Red Devil No. 19 followed closely behind.

His opponent was a top left-back in the Premier League at the end of his prime.

The experienced Cole chose to turn sideways and lower his center of gravity.

With only his toes touching the ground, like a drawn bowstring ready to be drawn, he could easily turn around and accelerate to intercept Liu Yi at any time.

remote.

Even Mata, who is practically useless on the defensive end, came to help out as a token gesture.

The two formed a pincer movement.

Liu Yi feinted, making a downward movement, but then suddenly stopped!

"There's no more space for you to cross the ball!"

Cole was somewhat puzzled.

But his instincts as a full-back told him that now was the best time to press.

It's now!

Just as Cole stepped forward to attempt a direct cut.

Ashley Young, making a run from the backfield, quickly passed behind Liu Yi.

Upon closer inspection, the ball had already been quietly passed to Professor Yang's feet.

At the same time, the Chinese striker started at full speed along the edge of the penalty area!

Cole and Mata were suddenly faced with a choice: they had to split up, with one chasing Professor Yang and the other keeping an eye on Liu Yi.

"I'll go to the flank, Juan, you stay in the middle!"

"Cole roared."

Ashley Young opted not to cross this time.

Instead, upon seeing Cole come to defend him, he simply kicked the ball back to Liu Yi.

Liu Yi went up to meet the ball.

A sudden acceleration!

He swiftly moved past Mata behind him.

We've arrived at the right side of the edge of the penalty area.

They did not stop their forward momentum.

One more trip.

Meireles' center of gravity collapsed as a result.

Not again?!

The red figure charged all the way to the top of the penalty area.

Raise your arm.

Swing your leg.

Boas prayed silently.

The Chinese kid who's in such hot form this game, please don't score! Whew!

A loud bang shattered the fantasies of Madman II.

Within sight, the football was rising rapidly.

After passing over Ivanovich's head, it suddenly plummeted downwards.

Cech put in all his effort.

The body is fully extended in the air.

A sharp pain shot through my fingertips.

But in the end, they couldn't stop the ball from going into the net.

4-1!!!

Another goal!

There aren't many celebratory gestures left.

Unlike the talented Kang Kang, Yi Di couldn't come up with a string of memorable quotes in a minute, such as "You are the challenger," "We are all the same age, I didn't originally intend to use a lower dimension to attack!" and "If the heavens hadn't created EDG, VCTCN would have been in eternal darkness."

All I could do was slide on my knees.

"Liu Yi!"

"pretty!"

"A stunning goal!"

"Giving Lukaku a lesson on what an inside cut really means!"

"An unparalleled performance—without a doubt, Liu Yi has become Manchester United's biggest gain this season!"

A scenario that only existed in football games has now become a reality.

Zhan Jun felt like he was dreaming.

Near the corner flag area.

Anderson rushed forward excitedly and gave him a big hug.

Fletcher stood with his hands on his hips, panting heavily, but a smile had already spread across his face.

Liu Yi's teammates gathered around him and took turns giving him high-fives.

In the stands, the shouts of the Manchester United supporters were like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing.

At this moment, everything at Old Trafford was immersed in the joy of a resounding victory.

At the edge of the stadium.

Assistant coach Perrin suggested, "Boss, we're already up by three goals, should we substitute Liu?"

Ferguson shook his head.

"Have you noticed that Liu's physical fitness has improved a lot?"

Perrin thought about it carefully.

It really is.

It turns out that Liu Yi was already out of breath and unable to walk after playing for 60 minutes.

Now, seventy minutes in, he can still pull off a technically sophisticated inside cut-in goal.

"So—don't be fooled by appearances. Besides being talented, Liu is actually a very hardworking kid."

On the other side.

Villas-Boas kicked the barrier on the coaching bench with a dull thud.

The Chelsea bench was deathly silent; everyone was quiet.

Everyone is wondering if the "second generation of madman" will take off in the second year just like the real madman.

But look at their current record.

Whether it can survive the first year is still uncertain.

The game continues.

Torres passed the ball back to Anelka.

This thing is very popular in football games.

It's not because of high popularity.

It's not because it feels good.

The problem is that there are simply too many registered households.

Paris Saint-Germain, Arsenal, Real Madrid, Liverpool, Manchester City, Chelsea —

She's had as many teams as Taylor Swift has had boyfriends.

And I've heard that the French striker is about to embark on a brand new journey.

The mysterious Eastern powerhouse has made contact with Chelsea.

If it can be done.

Then he will become the biggest name foreign player in the Chinese Super League.

Facing Smalling's aggressive pressing.

Anelka was a beat too slow in passing the ball.

The young Manchester United defender easily intercepted the ball.

"Oh dear, is Anelka getting used to the pace of the Chinese Super League ahead of time?"

Chelsea's midfield and attack are still very disconnected.

Manchester United did not rush to attack after intercepting the ball.

A score of 4-1 is about right.

Ferguson, on the sidelines, called out to his own lads.

"Keep attacking!"

"We need a better goal difference! A better goal difference!"

So far this Premier League season, Manchester City and Manchester United have formed a two-horse race with Manchester City and Manchester United leading the pack.

Manchester City are currently at the top of the table, leading Manchester United by five goals.

If the game goes down to the final round, there is a high possibility that the teams will be tied on points.

The team with the better goal difference will become the ultimate champion.

With this in mind, the Manchester United players perked up.

But Boas revealed a "mask of pain".

No.

They really think I'm crazy and want to beat me up!

He has long since severed ties with the true cause of justice! (1)

77 minutes.

Valencia, who came on as a substitute for Manchester United, was full of energy.

Using their speed advantage, they began to charge recklessly through Chelsea's midfield.

Mata easily shook off the guard of his gaze.

Tens of thousands of Manchester United fans at Old Trafford chanted in unison.

"A beautiful diagonal drive! Found Nani!"

"Smooth sailing all the way!"

"Unimpeded access!"

"Rooney and Liu Yi attracted the attention of several Chelsea defenders —"

"The space on the left flank has been completely opened up!"

The Chelsea penalty area was suddenly filled with tension.

Liu Yi and Rooney both rushed towards the penalty area.

Nani curled his foot into an arc.

It was like a passing game, yet also like shooting.

Ivanovic is in a dilemma.

To jump or not to jump.

I've heard that Liu Yi isn't very good at heading, so he's nothing to worry about.

If I don't jump—what if someone does some kind of aerial backflip or scorpion tail kick and I end up as a background character like Big Brother?

Forget it, I'll just jump!

With a gritted teeth.

Ivanovic and Liu Yi both took to the air at the same time.

The two rose at the same time.

Then----

Liu Yi began to fall.

Ivan is still rising.

Is that a jump height of ten centimeters?!

Are you kidding me?

Chelsea fans breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that even Liu Yi, whose talent is unparalleled in the world, has weaknesses.

That is————

Header!

Just now.

What happened next was completely unexpected.

Liu Yi, who had landed ahead of schedule, suddenly sprinted forward.

They completely outmaneuvered Ivanovic.

Ivan was somewhat puzzled.

Then I looked up again.

Mud horse.

Why is the ball so far away?!

I jumped too early!

Ivanovic broke out in a cold sweat.

Normally, he would never make such a mistake.

Then there's only one explanation.

Liu Yi did it on purpose.

He had already calculated the landing point for Ibrahimovic beforehand, and then tricked himself into jumping.

Then, using the "advantage" of not jumping very high, they land quickly to try and grab the real landing spot.

That damn troublemaker!!

It was too late for Ivan to regret it.

Liu Yi had already rushed to the actual landing point.

This time, the jump was about half a meter high.

That's pretty much Yi Di's actual jumping ability!

With a gentle flick.

The ball was headed to the right side of the six-yard box!

Rooney!

They've already reached that position.

Cech didn't have time to adjust the blocking angle.

They could only watch helplessly as the ball fell towards Manchester United's number 10.

The little fat boy lightly touched the ground with his toes.

The football flew a soft, straight line and fell into Chelsea's goal.

On the big screen at Old Trafford, the score was blood red.

5: 1!

Villas-Boas, breathing heavily, collapsed onto the bench, utterly dejected.

Not long ago, the management had already given him an ultimatum.

If the situation does not improve during the winter transfer window.

Then get ready to pack your bags and leave!

Moreover, when Villas-Boas left the Portuguese league to join Chelsea, his release clause was kept very low.

Abramovich, who already loved sacking coaches, is now even more adept at it.

The camera captured "Madman II" slowly closing his eyes.

feel.

His "unemployment insurance" (penalty for breach of contract) is slowly beckoning to him.

(1) Villas-Boas strongly disliked being called "the second Mourinho," so he once said in public that he and Mourinho were not familiar with each other at all.