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Chapter 156 Chelsea's Counterattack?

Football is like a fired cannonball.

roaring.

roundabout.

Carrying a fierce and fierce momentum.

Wiping the platinum gloves, he domineeringly set off the net that was close at hand.

Courtois, who fell to the ground, couldn't help but let out a sigh in his heart.

Hiddink's face was pale.

The soccer ball stuck to the net and spun violently.

The door frame kept shaking.

0:1! ! !

Stamford Bridge, after a few seconds of silence, was amazed.

Tens of thousands of Chelsea fans were dumbfounded, as if seeing the figure of an old man.

"Pretty!"

"The goal is scored!"

"The shocking close-range heavy artillery bombardment!"

"The 17-year-old Havertz picked a pass and assisted in the penalty area, and the 18-year-old Li Kang scored a goal! The magical cooperation of the two young players helped Leverkusen take the lead!"

"This goal is very Chelsea!"

"It's unimaginable that he captured Stamford Bridge so easily!"

"Chelsea's steel defense, Blues goalkeeper Courtois, facing the heavy artillery of the North Rhine genius, there is nothing to do!"

"Can Li Kang lead the team to replicate the miracle of promotion more than ten years ago?"

Studio.

The barrage dominates the screen.
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【What are you playing?Chelsea behind? 】
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[Leverkusen will not really break into the semi-finals, right? 】
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[The offensive process looks very simple and straightforward, but it precisely hit the weakness of Chelsea's defense. Li Kang took advantage of the opportunity when the two full-backs retracted into the penalty area to attack! 】
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[After the header is ferried, he shoots forward and shoots in one go. Li Mingdeng, who has fallen to the T1 level, is still terrifying! 】
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[The replay given by the director's camera is a bit long. From Pato's one-handed fight, Li Mingdeng rushed to Chelsea's restricted area. He seemed to know that the opponent was very good. 】
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[Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Top must have mastered Li Kang's usage, prevent him from participating in the defense backcourt, and release his offensive ability. 】
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[Chelsea's defense doesn't know enough about the 17-year-old Havertz. This rhythmic little monster has a great sense of the ball, and he can send a pick pass the moment he falls to the ground. 】
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[Leverkusen's one goal lead is unstable. The game has just started. Chelsea's strength can equalize in minutes. 】

side of the field.

Dino threw the mineral water bottle on the ground excitedly, and stomped hard a few times: "Boss, as long as we keep the score, we can advance to the semi-finals of the Champions League!"

The old man Top who was about to celebrate suddenly stopped, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Don't make tactical adjustments, we may not be able to defend, the way Remy and Pato play in the Chelsea system, we are not enough." To understanding."

Remy was born in Lyon's youth training. He scored goals during his time in Nice and Marseille. He was once the most watched star in Ligue [-].

Not to mention Pato, who knows whether the European golden boy can return to the peak of his career at Chelsea.

Humans tend to have a fear of the unknown.

In the mind of the Leverkusen coach, Chelsea's striker in the second round is no less threatening than Diego Costa.

The other side.

Hiddink quickly calmed down, took out his small notebook and pen, and carefully took small notes.

After all, he is a handsome man of his generation.

Will not lose composure at home due to shock.

"Calm down, why panic? The game has just begun!"

"Leverkusen's defense cannot withstand our impact!"

Li Kang raised his right fist towards the small crowd of away fans.

"Lee!!!"

“Leverkusen allez!!!”

Leverkusen does not have hundreds of thousands of fans like Frankfurt.

The cost of watching the game at Stamford Bridge is too high. The Champions League match day coincides with Wednesday, and there are not many North Rhine fans who accompanied the army.

gradually.

A group of neutral tourists wearing Chelsea jerseys also started chanting Li Kang's name.

Havertz trotted all the way, high fived and hugged him.

Teammates surrounded him one after another.

The anguish accumulated in everyone's hearts gradually dissipated with this goal.

Next.

They have to withstand the roar of the blue monster at Stamford Bridge!
VIP box.

Abu has a complicated expression.

Heartbroken and angry.

"Look, what a good player I'm looking at, Lee is amazing, don't you think his style of play is very suitable for Chelsea? Lampard and Ballack like to shoot like this!"

"Damn it, Pato is a soft-legged shrimp, is he wasting his energy in London nightclubs?"

"Such a good single-handed opportunity, my daughter can also kick in!"

"Hiddink underestimated the enemy. We had the advantage of away goals, so we should be more conservative."

The staff looked as usual.

They have long been accustomed to the advice of the big boss.

The mid-race circle reopens.

Remy is annoying.

Leaving Chelsea unable to play the main force.

I can't go anymore.

During the winter window, there is obviously a Chinese Super League club that wants to sign him, and is willing to pay a sky-high transfer fee and a huge annual salary.

Before leaving get out of class, Mourinho said: "Remy's role is not only reflected in scoring goals."

Chelsea immediately suspended the negotiations with the local tyrants in the Super League.

Shake the explosive dreadlocks.

Remy kicks off with an inverted foot and passes back to Fabregas.

Accompanied by the din of the stands on all sides.

Leverkusen's central and frontcourt players launched a frenzied oppression.

At the forefront is Haverts.

He charged aggressively at the heart of Chelsea's midfield.

"Leverkusen's pressing is fierce!"

"Five players rushed past Chelsea's half, didn't they stop defending? Now it's a one-goal lead!"

"Oh! Pay attention to their running positions, forming a dense cross-pressing network!"

"Chelsea is passive!"

Fabregas is familiar with Havertz's characteristics.

The moment the other party gets close.

Gently pull the ball behind you with your left foot.

Turn around to separate Havertz from the ball.

Swing your upper body to the right.

Haverts kicked decisively, but stabbed the air.

Fabregas turned sharply from the left, bypassing the Leverkusen demon.

"Wonderful!"

"Beat the rhythm with the rhythm!"

"He has always been the core of Chelsea's midfield!"

"This move to get rid of is a bit of a show off on purpose. It delays the rhythm. It should be played quickly!"

Li Kang guessed Fabregas' intention.

He rushed in the direction of Hazard for the first time.

Fabregas's get rid of is not a deliberate show off, but a deliberate "pause".

He is waiting.

Wait for Leverkusen's defense to press forward.

Wait for the Chelsea striker to find a sprint space.

Brandt and Son Heung-min simultaneously charged towards the advancing Chelsea midfield.

The two formed a double-team situation, and they were able to break the ball as soon as they saw it.

Fabregas was calm.

He grasped Li Kang's movements.

There is no slowing down.

As one of the No. 4 trainers of La Masia.

His vision and consciousness are extremely terrifying.

The real purpose is not to wait for Hazard to find a sprint space.

It's about tearing apart Leverkusen's cross-pressing web.

The next scene.

Let tens of thousands of Chelsea fans suddenly boil.

Fabregas on the run.

Lean back slightly.

The football left his right foot.

Get off the ground.

Like rising fireworks, piercing the night sky.

The extremely elegant arc is like a rainbow after the rain on Stamford Bridge.

"Wonderful!"

"In the Premier League, how many players can send such a wonderful and precise long pass while running?"

"Fake Farley is connected!"

"Remy!"

Fabregas' long pass.

Easily shredded Leverkusen's defense.

Bender and Kramer quickly retreated.

But no matter how fast you run, it is not as fast as the ball.

They could only watch the football pass halfway.

Falling to the front of Chelsea's explosive head.

Remy's explosive speed is very fast.

After all, he used to be a talented shooter who scored in double figures every year.

Leverkusen's line of defense?

Not enough for him to rush!
Jonathan Tah standing in front of him?
So clumsy!

Remy pushed lightly.

The football went through the crotch of the Leverkusen defender!

The whole person exploded at a terrifying speed, bypassing the defense and heading towards Leverkusen's half!

at the same time.

Chelsea's midfield players seem to have been beaten a few catties.

They are kept neatly spaced.

Crazy sprint!

Like a gust of wind and rain, washing Leverkusen's delicate defense.

"too fast!"

"Leverkusen paid the price for his recklessness!"

"Fortunately, there are two full-backs and Van Dijk in the backcourt!"

"Can they withstand the angry blue beast?"

side of the field.

Old Man Top tried to calm himself down.

Dino hysterically took notes, trying to deconstruct the characteristics of Remy and Pato in Chelsea's attacking system.

Especially that Remy.

Could it be Mourinho's secret weapon left to Chelsea?
The other side.

Hiddink's breathing was rapid and his face flushed.

wonderful.

It was so wonderful.

Even without Mourinho's offensive system, we can beat this fragile Leverkusen team!

VIP box.

Abu couldn't help standing up and making a gesture of celebration.

"I was too far-sighted. At the beginning, I strongly demanded to buy Remy, but Mourinho refused!"

"Look! Does he look like Drogba?"

Li Kang didn't run around.

Still following Hazard in the sprint.

He knew he had been cheated by Fabregas in transition.

The training goals of La Masia's No. 4 position in the past generations.

It is difficult to tell the winner from the big picture.

but.

Hazard is definitely the scariest part of Chelsea's offensive system.

Van Dyke didn't panic at all.

During this period of time, he studied Chelsea's game tapes very hard.

Plus the valuable experience of being blown out by the Blues when he played for Southampton.

How could he mess himself up?

Be calm.

While retreating, he directed Hilbert and Borges to retreat.

It is still to give up the space of the two wings.

Adduct the middle road.

"A combination of strength and speed."

"We can see the shadows of some of Chelsea's great strikers in the past in Remy!"

"After being trained by Mourinho, his impact is very strong!"

"Van Dijk has only two helpers, it is difficult to resist Chelsea's offensive!"

Leverkusen's backcourt was jittery.

Chelsea's offensive players swept in, as if they had set off a monstrous flood, and they were bound to submerge the opponent's gate.

Pato, William, Mikel, and Ivanovic are getting faster and faster, and they have widened their offensive width.

There are so many options for Remy!
There are countless ways for Chelsea to score!
In front of the restricted area.

Remy meets Borges.

No fancy feints.

The strong little dreadlocks squeezed the Samba full-back away abruptly!

"Pato's position is very good, he is raising his hand to ask for the ball!"

"William also has a chance to kick a long shot!"

"Mikel pinned down Hilbert!"

"Does Remy want to come by himself?"

Why would Remy want to come by himself?

Although the brain is stupid, but not alone.

It's just that they don't trust these teammates.

He subconsciously imagined, like in the training game, stuffing the ball in the penalty area and letting some super teammate complete the killing blow.

Hazard!
Hazard is my golden partner!
With his speed, he must have caught up long ago.

wrong!

Where is my Hazard?

Remy glanced out of the corner of the eye: Hazard is still sticking to the 10-meter area with No. 30 Leverkusen!
There was no time to hesitate.

The Leverkusen players quickly returned to defense!
I can't shoot myself!
The damn Dutch central defender was too cunning and blocked his shot angle!
At the moment of lightning and flint.

Remy completed the mind game.

Grit your teeth.

Knock the ball horizontally to Pato who penetrates into the small penalty area!
"It was passed on wonderfully!"

"Empty door!"

"Pato!"

Leno paid attention.

Emergency moment.

Even if my cheeks are a little itchy, I dare not reach out and scratch them!
Leverkusen's life and death are now in his hands!
The knees are slightly bent, and the feet are ready to exert force at any time.

Let the horses come over!
Chelsea's finishing blow!
Old Man Top held his forehead tremblingly.

Dino's pen and paper fell to the ground.

Hiddink looked wild.

I thought that by limiting Hazard, Chelsea's offense could be limited!
European Golden Boy!

Pato!

He is my Terminator!
Pato picked the ball lightly.

While turning around.

The thighs were placed at an extremely exaggerated height.

Volley.

The European golden boy is going to use this shooting method to announce his return to the European arena!
In a trance.

Cheers from Stamford Bridge.

Let him regain his youth.

under the spotlight.

The golden boy of San Siro, back to the top!

Bah!
Accompanied by a crisp sound.

The football roared towards Leverkusen's gate.

Straight line.

Contains the unwillingness to ebb and flow.

Contains short-lived regret.

The football slammed into Leno's arms.

At Stamford Bridge, the sparrows are silent.

Such a chic volley shot, but it ended up shooting into the goalkeeper's arms?

How silly!

Pato, who was about to raise his hands in celebration, had a distorted expression, his palms drooping, and he hugged his head.

Remy shook his arm angrily, with a displeased expression on his face, he muttered in a low voice: "What kind of thing is kicking, even Sterling can kick this ball in!"

Azar looked up at Li Kang beside him, patted his butt, and sighed helplessly.

Fabregas stomped his feet angrily: I didn't lie to Li Kang, I was fucking lying to myself.

In front of the goal.

Van Dyke and the others patted the back of Leno's head excitedly.

"Leno, your remedy is great!"

"I just stood there and didn't move!"

CTV5 Live Room.

Duan Xuan and He Wei were speechless for a moment.

Especially He Wei.

He has been simmering in his heart for a long time with the lines of "going through a thousand sails, and returning still as a boy", what beauty, what soul, what music at dusk... what dreams and greatness!
It's all useless!

bah bah bah!
Save it for Xiao Lizi to use later!
side of the field.

The old man Top and Dino were relieved and applauded excitedly.

"Boss, I have mastered the characteristics of the opponent's two substitute strikers in Chelsea's offensive system!"

"As long as their sprint space is compressed in advance, there will be no threat to the defense!"

"Stanford Bridge will fall tonight!"

(End of this chapter)