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Chapter 156 You know nothing about cheating

Costa mainly did it by himself. He was still injured and dared to provoke Lin Yun, but he was gone forever.

"Simeone paid for his risk! Atlético Madrid were forced to make a substitution just before the game started, and Adrian came on."

All factors are leaning towards Arsenal. For the Gunners, this has become a game where they will all be pulled out and shot if they don't win.

The faces of the coaches of both sides are not different. Whether it is Simeone, who suffered setbacks at the beginning, or Wenger, who has gained the upper hand again, the expressions are very calm, but it can be seen from some body language that the two are in completely different moods now. of.

Arsenal get a free kick from around 40 meters away from the opposing supporters.

Modric lobbed the ball directly to the goal, Lin Yun barely took off under the pull of Godin and Cork, and rubbed the ball to the upper left corner of the goal.

This ball requires power but not power, speed but not speed, but the victory lies in the tricky angle and the suddenness of the shot. Lin Yun himself still had some expectations, but he did not expect that Courtois was like a god, and when Lin Yun just touched the ball He had already started to save, and dragged the ball out of the crossbar with one hand in a thrilling manner.

"Hu~~"

All Atletico Madrid people exhaled heavily, and then applauded Courtois.

Lin Yun also took another look at this guy. He didn't expect that besides Oblak, Atletico Madrid would have such a good goalkeeper.

Cazorla went to take a corner kick. Lin Yun didn't stand in the penalty area and wait foolishly this time, but took the initiative to cooperate with him in tactics.

Godin and Cork could only follow, standing side by side, firmly between him and the penalty area.

After Lin Yun got the ball, he wanted to cooperate with Cazorla for a 2-for-2, but Godin and Cork were quite experienced and blocked their passing and cutting routes.

No way, Lin Yun decided to go it alone.

"... Lin Yun rarely passed people by riding a bicycle! One, two, three, four, five, Godin was shaken away!"

Godin was swayed away, Cork hurried to fill the position, Lin Yun swiped the ball hard towards the baseline, dodged the angle, and immediately sent the ball to Cazorla with a low pass.

Cazorla took advantage of the opportunity to sweep the ball towards the goal, causing a scuffle.

In the chaos, I don't know who stabbed the kick. The football suddenly rolled to the lower right corner of the goal. Courtois had already raised his hand to surrender, but Miranda came out at the critical moment, almost kicking the ball out of the goal line. restricted area.

Atletico Madrid escaped again and had a chance to fight back.

Thiago took the ball outside the penalty area and looked up. Although Villa was in front of him, Mertesacker followed him closely. He simply took the ball forward by himself.

Arteta hurriedly chased after him, but after running a few steps, he found a figure passing by like lightning, and quickly caught up with Thiago.

At first, he thought it was Modric, because he was the best runner in the game, and he was aggressive in returning to defense, but he realized in an instant that the magic flute should not be so fast.

Looking up, sure enough, number 11.

Miranda made a clearance, Thiago took the ball, Lin Yun chased and caught up quickly.

Thiago was still thinking about how to pass the ball to Villa, and the exclamation of his teammates came from behind him.

Before he could figure out the situation of the horse, a person chased him up from behind him, squeezed hard, and pushed himself aside...

Even Lin Yun didn't expect it to be so simple to steal.

After he squeezed out Thiago, he didn't dribble the ball himself, but slammed his heel and knocked the ball directly back in front of Arteta.

Tazi stopped the ball and turned around, facing Atletico Madrid's goal.

"...Lin Yun is almost everywhere!!! Just as most of the media expected before the game, this game was almost a one-sided attack by Arsenal, and Atletico Madrid was completely suppressed!"

Arteta looked at the situation in the penalty area, and was about to pass the ball to Giroud and Chamberlain, letting them try their luck, but Lin Yun's voice came over.

"beside!"

Without any hesitation, Arteta immediately tapped the ball to his right.

Lin Yun rushed up like a wild horse, pulling a small tail called Tiago behind him.

"Oh!"

Without any pause, Lin Yun raised his foot to hit the rolling football.

The football is like a cannonball, flying straight to the right of the goal.

Courtois stepped forward and flew across.

It was another "boom" that made people's teeth sore!
The football hit Courtois' hands, but he didn't dare to catch it hard. Instead, he lifted it up hard and lifted the ball out of the baseline again.

The defenders breathed a sigh of relief, and were about to go to him to celebrate, but found that he was still lying on the ground with a gasping expression on his face.

"what happened?"

"Hands... hurt so much!"

"Damn!"

Raul Garcia carefully helped Courtois up, only to see that Courtois was shaking his hands tentatively, with lingering fear still on his face.

"Arteta made a cross, and Lin Yun made a world wave! Unfortunately, the distance was too far, Courtois had plenty of time to prepare, and once again dragged the ball out of the baseline, Arsenal got another corner kick."

Lin Yun let out a sigh unwillingly.

When the kicking striker meets the kicking goalkeeper, it can only be compared to whose hanging is more (changing) power (state).

Cazorla took a corner kick again, but this time it failed to pose any threat. The ball was cleared by Juan Forlan. Atletico Madrid seized the opportunity to fight back, but the ball was blocked without even entering the penalty area.

Arsenal's next counterattack was also very hip, mainly because Giroud's shot was somewhat outrageous, and it missed the goal by more than one meter.

The rhythm of the game is mainly controlled by Arsenal, with one attack after another, but Atletico Madrid's defense is really good. Arsenal can't attack for a long time, and gradually becomes a little impetuous.

Atletico Madrid didn't get their first shot until the 16th minute of the game.

Raul Garcia made a cross from the right side of the penalty area, and Villa quickly inserted it, and a low shot hit Koscielny's calf.

In the 18th minute, Lin Yun dribbled the ball at high speed, but Godin couldn't even pull and pull to stop him, so he had to shovel behind him.

Lin Yun fell to the ground, and Arteta rushed up immediately, pushed Godin hard, and knocked Godin down.

"Beep!"

"Beep!"

"Oh, Godin is a red card action, it depends on how the referee decides... Hey? It's just a yellow card? Arteta is also a yellow card."

"It's the first time Dutch referee Keipers has officiated the Champions League final, but he has officiated the Europa League final and the UEFA Super Cup..."

Lin Yun sat on the ground and straightened his socks before being pulled up by Art.

The two hugged lightly without saying a word.

These two yellow cards were like a fuse, and the next actions of both sides became much rougher.

In the 22nd minute, Raul Garcia made a tactical foul and tackled Modric, and Keppers mercilessly showed his fourth yellow card of the game.

Cazorla's free kick from the left 25 meters from the goal managed to pass through the wall, but it bounced in front of the goalkeeper and was hugged by Courtois.

In the 28th minute, Juan Fran made a pass from the right and was ejected, Raul Garcia made a supplementary shot from the outside, and Cork's relay shot from the penalty area was blocked by Szesny.

The game soon came to the 30th minute, and the stalemate on the field was still not broken, which made Atletico Madrid once again have undue illusions.

Lin Yun once again broke through the blockade of Godin and Cork, ready to ride through the barrier alone, but Atletico Madrid captain Gabi quickly defended and blocked Lin Yun with a midway move.

The referee blew his whistle again and Arsenal got a free kick in the frontcourt.

Gabi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the referee didn't play a card, but the next second, Godin's anxious shout came from his ear.

"careful!"

He turned his head and saw that Lin Yun had quickly set the ball up and suddenly passed it to Modric.

Quick free kick!
Gabi didn't rush to Modric, but rushed to Lin Yun, but it was too late.

On the contrary, Godin was more excited. As soon as Lin Yun passed the ball to the magic flute, he rushed towards the magic flute.

Modric glanced at the penalty area, as if he didn't notice Godin who came from behind, but when Godin made a sneak attack, he dexterously pulled the ball back, and then swung it horizontally, lightly Throw Godin aside.

In the penalty area, Giroud had already run out of space, and Modric immediately tiptoed.

The football draws a brilliant rainbow and falls in Giroud's direction.

Giroud quickened his pace, shook off Miranda, and shot with a barb!

"Modric got rid of Godin, picked a pass from outside the penalty area, Giroud hit the golden hook upside down!!!"

Almost everyone jumped to their feet and stared at Giroud, but Giroud blew it.

The football was indeed kicked by him, but he was weak and drew an awkward parabola and flew to the right side of the goal.

Just when Atletico Madrid thought that the crisis had been resolved, a figure suddenly appeared with lightning.

who is it?

Who else? !
When Lin Yun came to the spot where the football landed, he didn't wait for the football to land before stopping to hit the goal. Instead, he immediately turned his back to the goal and jumped high.

Upside down the golden hook!

Another golden hook hanging upside down!

He stretched his body as much as possible in the air, opened his hands to the sides, slightly bent his right leg, straightened his left leg, and slammed the middle of the football with his left foot.

Courtois's reaction was already god-level. He judged the right direction and made a textbook save the moment Lin Yun shot the goal, but the football still wiped his palm and poured hard into the goal of Atletico Madrid. .

1-0, Arsenal finally broke the deadlock.

"GOAL!!! Giroud assisted with a barb, Lin Yun scored with a barb, Arsenal took the lead before the first half was over!"

"... Lin Yun hit the golden hook upside down and scored!!! Wonderful pass, wonderful cooperation, wonderful shot!"

Atletico Madrid players immediately ran to the referee to protest Lin Yun's free kick just now.

Unmoved, the referee shook his head firmly.

Simeone held his head and rushed to the fourth official, but obviously, the bird was useless.

Lin Yun opened his arms, ran to the sidelines, jumped up high after reaching the boundary, and punched hard in the air.

The Arsenal fans cheered wildly and kept calling his name.

In the VIP box, Mendez's palms were almost numb.

Lin Ming and Isabella looked at each other calmly and smiled.

If you have a son like this, what more can you ask for?
Lin Yun was quickly thrown to the ground by his teammates swarming from behind.

Giroud grabbed his shoulder and kept shaking excitedly, "Just say, is my assist awesome?"

His "beautiful" directly broke into "beautiful criticism", and his saliva sprayed on Lin Yun's face. Fortunately, Lin Yun was prepared and turned his head to the right to avoid it.

Modric in the back patted Giroud on the head unhappily, disgusted that he wasted his pass, and the assist should have been his.

Goal replays begin to appear on the screen.

Giroud's barb misses, Lin Yun's barb relay, the two are as smooth and picturesque as if they have cooperated countless times.

Atletico Madrid's players were somewhat overwhelmed.

In this game, Lin Yun almost ran all over the court, and the number of times he rushed to the goal was much less, which gave them the illusion that they had already guarded against him.

As a result, the dream was so easily shattered...

Wenger lost his composure.

He took off his suit and kept waving it over his head.

"Haha, Wenger is very excited, Atletico Madrid must attack, Arsenal will have more and more opportunities, they are getting closer and closer to their second Big Ears Cup.

Of course, there is never a shortage of miracles on the football field. We still hope that Atletico Madrid can fight back and bring the suspense of the game back again. "

Lin Yun was pulled up by Arteta and Modric, who rubbed his head at the same time.

They never doubted their abilities, but now they began to enjoy the feeling of being carried away.

Lin Yun lifted the hem of his jersey, wiped the sweat off his face vigorously, and then remembered to wave his hand to where his parents were.

The fans in that direction immediately screamed crazily as if they had been drugged.

On the sidelines, famous gunmen such as Henry, Pires, and Ian Wright, as well as ill patients such as Wilshere and Walcott, also applauded non-stop, but how happy they are smiling on their faces now is how happy they are in their hearts. bitter.

These people either missed Lin Yun perfectly, or missed the game due to injury, and now they can only watch as spectators as the Gunners reach a new peak under Lin Yun's leadership.

Simeone called several players to the sidelines and excitedly delivered new instructions.

Although everyone didn't know what he was calling, most of the players he called were midfielders. It can be imagined that Atletico Madrid should strengthen their offensive next.

However, after the game continued, Arsenal was still the first to attack.

As soon as Villa sent the ball, Atletico Madrid made various passes back, and finally Felipe moved forward with a big foot, but the football was pushed back by Arteta in the midfield.

Arsenal attacked again.

Modric crossed Cazorla, Cazorla deflected a long pass, and passed the ball directly to Chamberlain on the other side.

Chamberlain had almost no sense of presence in this game, and he rushed forward immediately after getting the opportunity.

Both Lin Yun and Giroud entered the penalty area.

"...Look at Arsenal's wing attack!"

Juan Fran rushed up immediately, but was dodged by Chamberlain deftly.

"Cross pass, pass pass..."

In Wenger's broken thoughts, Chamberlain finally flicked the ball lightly, and then made a long pass.

The football flew from the wing, drew an inconspicuous arc and flew towards the goal...

(End of this chapter)