“Measure in advance!”

Super big change!

The commentator was so confused that even Beckham and Zidane on the field were stunned for a moment. At this moment, Chen Mo had already rushed to the front of the two of them with the ball!

Arsenal had the ball. Henry kicked the ball back to Chen Mo. Knowing that Chen Mo was the core of Arsenal's operation, as soon as he got the ball, Raul and Figo immediately surrounded him.

"You can't say that outside!"

As the game time passed bit by bit, under the gaze of more than 80,000 spectators at the Bernabeu, they soon discovered that as soon as Chen Mo got the ball, Raul and Ronaldo would cooperate with Guti to steal it!

"Okay, okay, you are the boss, you have the final say. But, he is going to the offseason soon, what do you think then?"

"It seems that the fans are very dissatisfied, haha."

Two years ago, when they met for the second time, Chen Mo had already shown a very terrifying talent, especially the free kick from 40 yards away that shocked him. However, at that time, Chen Mo was still just a player who couldn't even get a quota in Africa and Europe.

A great substitute.

Football is always about eleven men playing against eleven men. If he receives more care here, the pressure on other players will become less. And when other players get opportunities, part of the pressure on him will naturally be shared.

"Bergkamp's outside instep pinball, my God! Tiki-taka!! Real Madrid's defense has been penetrated!"

Putting the water bottle on the ground, Chen Mo smiled and shrugged.

The hair was scratching his neck and itching. Yuechixun pushed Keli's little head away, folded his arms and rolled his eyes: "I usually have to go to class, okay? And he said he hopes I can go to the scene again during the Champions League final, and he said that.

If you hold it in for a whole year, you will be more motivated."

——Chen Mo——

The sky was full of boos and the commentary was chattering. Chen Mo was still slowly leading his teammates to set the pace on the court. But in a corner of the stands that he didn't notice, two voluptuous white-haired girls wearing fisherman hats were sitting in the stands drinking.

juice.

Pires didn't stick to the ball at all, and directly knocked the ball with his right foot horizontally towards Henry in the middle. Beckham in front of Henry immediately got up and prepared to steal the ball!

But at this moment, looking at the ball rolling from the left, Henry stretched out his left foot to catch the ball. At the moment when the instep was leading the ball, he suddenly made a hurdle movement and let the ball pass under his crotch.

Directly to the feet of Bergkamp on the right!

The next second, Bergkamp also kept on keeping the ball. Carrying Carlos, who was defending, on his back, he directly stretched out the outside of his right foot and flicked the ball to the feet of Vieira, who was acting as a wall at the back line!

"HOOOOOOOOO!"

Once Zidane and Figo both retreat, Real Madrid's pressure on Arsenal's backcourt will naturally be reduced, which will give Chen Mo more space.

The only way to beat this kind of team is to hit with pressure.

With Ronaldo's eyes gradually widening as he chased after him, and under the dull gazes of more than 80,000 spectators and the open-mouthed Keli and Yuechi Xun, Chen Mo passed over the ball with his left foot, kicked the ground, and plowed

On the ground, use your calves to root and stabilize your center of gravity. At the same time, retract your right foot, place your instep on the ball, and push forward to the right with all your strength!

If a strong wind blows in his face, before Guti has time to react, Chen Mo has already rushed to his left shoulder, and the next second, the afterimage disappears!

"Please, I'm not deaf. How could I not hear such a heavy knock on the door? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, don't mess around~~ahhh~~~"

Now, Chen Mo has become Arsenal's main starter and challenges his team as the absolute core!

When he discovered that Real Madrid's position was indeed 4132 as analyzed before the game, he immediately ran backwards and called for Vieira and Essien to press forward.

If Real Madrid's defensive midfielder is a serious defensive gate like Makelele, then even if Essien and Vieira press forward, one of Figo or Zidane will only need to retreat for a little coordination.

Defense is enough, but their midfielder is Beckham.

On the sidelines, Real Madrid coach Luxenberg looked solemn when he saw Chen Mo retreating.

Real Madrid has a staffing problem and the whole world knows it.

If facing Ronaldo at his peak, Chen Mo would naturally not dare to play like this. After all, playing with pressure, the opponent can directly send the ball behind him when he counterattacks. But it is a pity that the invincible alien has been tortured by injuries to the point where he is no longer human.

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Real Madrid's four midfielders, Zidane, Guti, Figo, and the single defensive midfielder Beckham trailing behind. This midfield lineup is composed of three of the world's top attacking midfielders, plus Beckham, who is extremely capable of long passes.

The central midfielder, above this, is the double-headed partnership of Ronaldo and Raul.

Not far away, Da Luo, who also listened to the fans' shouts, looked at Chen Mo with a complex expression, put his hands on his hips and shook his head with a sigh.

"Big pendulum!!! Oh my god! Chen Mo used a big pendulum in front of Ronaldo!"

Henry, who rushed over, swung his left leg and hit the ball hard, but the sound of the cannon did not appear. In Samuel's horrified eyes, Henry's swung left foot changed to a knock!

"You grow up so fast."

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Chen Mo didn't know what Ronaldo was thinking. After entering the game, he rarely considered other things.

"As usual, Vieira and Essien's upward pressure forced Figo and Zidane to retreat to help defend. In this way, Chen Mo only had to face the defensive pressure of Guti in the midfield and backcourt.

Daluo's mood was complicated.

Seeing Yuechi Xun's appearance, Keli smiled like crescent moons with her eyes, showing her little tiger teeth. She leaned into her arms and nuzzled her, and said coquettishly: "By the way, why don't you come to watch such an important game?"

"HOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

It's not that Beckham is weak, the point is that if he plays in the defensive midfielder, it's like a dog catching a mouse.

"Ronaldo stole the ball! Real Madrid took it! No! Oh my God! The ball possession changed again. Chen Mo poked the ball away from the side! Ashley Cole is going to dribble the ball forward!!!"

The first time I met Chen Mo was in Japan four years ago. At that time, Chen Mo was still a short man, less than 1.7 meters tall, and his body was relatively thin. His impression on him was that he had excellent passing awareness.

Little guy, even taking photos and so on is just a whim and he doesn't pay too much attention to it.

Before she could finish her words, Yue Chixun's soft cheeks were pulled apart to both sides. After a lot of struggling, she broke free and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth. Keli was speechless and rolled her eyes: "I'm telling you, you Japanese people

Isn't it very open-minded? Besides, you have been living together for several years, why don't you be so shy?"

"Become Zidane's successor!"

The moment he broke through Guti, Essien and Vieira in front continued to move forward and plunged directly into Real Madrid's defense, while Pires, Henry and Bergkamp on the front line retreated to support him!

"What's going on?!!"

The ball rolled straight to the right. The next second, Chen Mo, who had never stopped, appeared at the end of the ball path. Without a trace of hesitation, he tucked his waist to the right, pushed the ball with the arch of his right leg, and the ball instantly passed Samuel.

Send the crotch to the left side of the penalty area!

The next second, Henry, who had a second burst of speed, crossed the Real Madrid defense line, adjusted his steps easily, and shot with his right foot. He made a light upward arc and passed Casillas's left arm and sent it to the other side of the goal.

"GOLLLLLLLL!!!GOLLLLLLLL!!! The ball has been scored!!! In the twelfth minute of the game, Arsenal took the lead! The goal was scored by the king of guns - Thierry HenNNNNNNry!!! This attack is so beautiful!

Oh my God! They passed the ball directly into the Real Madrid goal! It’s just art!!!”

"Art! That's right! It's art! The incredible ground coordination! Now! Who!! How dare you say that Arsenal is not beautiful football!!!"

There will be another chapter later, maybe.
Chapter completed!