But the next second he shook his head slightly, the situation on the field suddenly changed!

"Return?"

In the second minute of stoppage time in the first half, Solin got the ball on the right and faced Lauren's pressing. He stepped on the ball and used his back to hold the opponent. Lauren's defensive ability was pretty good, which put a lot of pressure on him.

Unable to turn around at all, he had no choice but to prepare to pass the ball back.

At this moment, out of the corner of his left eye, he suddenly caught Riquelme pulling his chin and winking behind him. At the same time, he left the center to look for Essien. Chen Mo, who was guarding Riquelme, followed him immediately.

Go up, and the moment Chen Mo left the middle, a black shadow quickly came up, occupying the space left by Chen Mo, and at the same time beckoned for the ball!

"Hosico!"

In the flash of lightning, Solin didn't hesitate at all. He swung his right foot and swept the ball to the middle. There, Hosiko, who was behind forty minutes behind, hit the top for the first time!

"You can't get the ball!"

The moment the ball rolled, Henry, whose jersey was soaked, had already reached behind Huosike, stretching out his long brown legs to try to intercept the ball. But in the next moment, Huosike did not stop the ball on the spot, but grabbed it.

The moment before Henry took out his foot to destroy the ball, he stretched out his right foot to face the diagonally rolling ball, pushed hard with his instep, then caught up with him at high speed, and continued to move forward with the ball!

"Oh my God! Hosico penetrated me!"

"Sudden rise!!!"

"Xiao Mo! Defend!"

No one expected that Hosico, who was not very capable of forward penetration and had been dragging behind for 40 minutes, would suddenly advance forward. Vieira's roar roared in his ears, and the second before he roared, he had been paying attention to the middle.

Chen Mo immediately gave up on defending Riquelme and turned around to pounce on Hosico who was dribbling the ball at high speed!

"It's so fast!"

"But what I want is for you to come out!"

The ball "dong dong dong" in front of him, and the corner of his right eye caught Chen Mo running towards him. In the flash of lightning, Huosike, who was advancing with the ball, swung his left foot, and the ball rubbed Chen Mo's outstretched right foot.

The toes rolled to the right, towards the feet of Riquelme!

"Here it comes! The ball is for Riquelme!"

"He's one-on-one with Essien!"

"Dammit! Hand over the ball!"

"Big stupid cow!"

Without a trace of hesitation, Riquelme immediately blocked Essien's path with his back and stretched out his right foot to meet the ball. Behind him, Essien, who was carrying a yellow card, squeezed Riquelme's back hard.

, murmured in his mouth, and at the same time glanced at the referee's position from the corner of his eye!

"Damn it, what are you doing standing so close?!"

The referee was three meters away with a whistle in his mouth and a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle staring at his hands and feet!

"No petty tricks!"

Essien was speechless and could only hold Riquelme's back firmly, preventing him from turning around. But in the next second, he suddenly felt that the power in Riquelme's back was released again, and he gradually widened his eyes.

In his eyes, Riquelme, who was stepping on the ball with his right foot, used the football as the axis and instantly made a 180-degree spin!

Little compass!

Riquelme completely turned around, but at the same time the ball was completely exposed to Essien's feet!

"Chance!"

Without a trace of hesitation, Essien immediately stretched out his legs to steal. But at this moment, time suddenly slowed down. Riquelme, who stepped on the ball with his right foot, pulled his thigh back with force, pulling the ball in an arc, and the ball bypassed Essien's outstretched hand.

Pull the big black leg from the front of the right foot to the heel of the left foot, and then push it diagonally with force!

"HOOOOOO! Nice pull!!!"

"Artistic performance! Riquelme passed Essien again!!! Oh no! Campbell came out!"

The commentator roared, and all the Villarreal fans jumped from their seats instantly. Under the gaze of 30,000 spectators, Riquelme made a beautiful ball in Arsenal's left midfield near the penalty area.

Avoiding Essien's interception, he pushed the ball gently to the top of the arc. In the next second, he kicked off the ground to catch up with the ball, and at this moment, central defender Campbell went directly to the top!

"You can't make it!"

The breeze was blowing through his hair. Looking at the 1.88-meter-tall Campbell in front of him, Riquelme, who was dribbling the ball at a medium speed, did not slow down, and even the dribbling frequency did not change, and he rushed straight towards the opponent!

Close!

The two sides were getting closer and closer. At this moment, Riquelme suddenly swayed to the left and stretched out his right foot as if to move the ball directly to the top of the arc.

"He is very slow and can't cut in!"

The shaking wasn't too big, and Campbell didn't stumble. He lowered his center of gravity like a big black mountain. But in the next second, Riquelme's ankle suddenly changed. Instead of playing the ball with the instep, he rubbed the ball with the arch of his foot!

"Crotchless?!"

Campbell was startled and immediately tried to close his legs, but the moment he adjusted his posture, the ball had passed through his crotch!

Big arc!

Super arc!

Under the gaze of 30,000 spectators, the high-speed right-swinging ball passed through Campbell's crotch, and drew a perfect arc in the Arsenal penalty area against the turf, passing Toure and Vieira.

The intercepted long leg was sent directly to the back post!

The next second, Fran rushed over on horseback and shot the ball directly over the shoulder of Arsenal goalkeeper Seaman, and flew into the goal under his desperate gaze!

"Goa!! Goa!! Gaot!!! The ball has been scored! At the end of stoppage time in the first half, Villarreal recovered a goal!!! The goal was made by No. 9 - Diego·n!!!

Oh my god, this shot is so exciting!!!”

"Perfect behind-the-back ball! Oh my god! Look at this perfect arc! This ball not only went through Campbell's crotch, but also passed two people in the penalty area! And his previous pass, my god

, it’s all so crazy!”

"Goa!!! Riquelme has proven himself!!! At this moment, he has completely put the hat of Barcelona's abandonment behind him. At this moment, he has proved to everyone that he has the world's top ability. At this moment, he

He is the ultimate hero of Villarreal!!!

"Oh! Listen! Listen! Listen to the cheers of the fans! I can feel the ground shaking even here!!! Oh! Wait! What's going on! Riquelme is holding his thigh

Fell to the ground!!!”

"HOOOOOOO!"

The roar of the commentator and the celebrations of the fans in the audience came to an abrupt end. Countless fans took off their sunglasses, widened their eyes, covered their mouths, and looked at Riquelme who fell in the middle of the stadium. Forlan, who was celebrating crazily, also immediately

He stopped celebrating and ran towards Riquelme with his teammates.

"Cram. Or strain?"

Thorin ran past him like the wind, and his right arm akimbo was hit and swayed, but Chen Mo didn't care. He just pushed the sweaty black hair back from his forehead and looked at Li who fell to the ground not far away.

Kerme, there was a hint of appreciation and a hint of regret in his eyes.

In his eyes, Riquelme is a very powerful midfielder. In addition to speed and physical fitness, he is almost top-notch in other aspects. In his opinion, Riquelme's delicate touch is the best among those he has come into contact with.

The best player in the field!

You must know that Riquelme is not fast and his physical strength is not high, but even in this situation, he can still control the ball firmly under his feet. No matter how hard he squeezes, he can't break the ball.

"Unfortunately, there are too few perfect people."

Chen Mo put his hands on his hips and shook his head slightly. A breeze blew through the hair hanging down in front of his forehead. In a daze, he felt that he and Riquelme were actually quite similar. Riquelme had a top sense of the ball and a top view of the overall situation, but he did not have a pair of

He has a strong body, and if he doesn't have that thing in his head to compensate for strength, speed and ball feel, all he has is top-notch physical fitness and a top-notch golf brain.

Thoughts were running through his mind. After a while, Villarreal's team doctor quickly ran onto the court, squatted next to Riquelme and gently pressed his thigh, then waved to the court.

"It's about to be put on a stretcher! It looks like it's a strain at the very least!"

"Probably, but Riquelme is still talking to the team doctor. Judging from his expression, he seems to still want to play. The injury should not be too serious."

"I hope so, otherwise it would be too much for the yellow submarine to sink just after it set sail."

The commentary was rambling. Under Chen Mo's gaze, Riquelme got on a stretcher and came off the field. The audience burst into strong applause. The moment the two passed by, Chen Mo saw from Riquelme's raised eyes.

A jumping flame.

"I will come back."

"."

The conversation, which was like a Pokémon, made Chen Mo a little nervous. He didn't respond. He just shrugged and turned to leave. A gust of wind came, and the wet red and white No. 24 jersey kept floating in Riquelme's eyes.
Chapter completed!