Starting with Milan as a central defender

Chapter 155 Revenge!

The moment Qin Yun stepped onto the turf.

The system prompt sounded quietly.

"Ding, the Champions League mission is triggered: save San Siro!"

"Mission Reward: Mysterious Treasure Chest (La Liga Legend)!"

"Migu Sports! Migu Sports!"

"Good evening, audience friends!"

"Welcome to the 2013-14 UEFA Champions League quarter-knockout round."

"AC Milan vs. Atletico Madrid!"

"I am the commentator for this game, Huang Jianxiang!"

"I'm He Wei!"

"The two teams scored 3:1 in the first round. Milan is temporarily behind. For them, there is no way out. The only good news is that AC Milan has an away goal, which means that if they can score two goals, they will be able to win. to advance to the next round.”

The side guessing is over and the players from both teams gradually take their positions.

Allegri stood on the sidelines, worried.

He already has a plan. If he fails to lead the team to continue in the Champions League, he will agree to Juventus' invitation and leave at the end of the season.

Simeone puts his hands in his pockets, full of confidence.

"Let's introduce you to the starting lineups of both sides!"

"Wearing the yellow jersey, attacking from left to right is Atlético Madrid, they formed a 4-4-2 formation!"

"Goalkeeper: Courtois!"

"Defenders: Juanfran, Miranda, Godin, Felipe!"

"Midfielders: Arda Turan, Gabi, Suarez, Koke!"

"Forwards: Diego Costa, Adrian!"

"AC Milan wore the red and black jerseys and they played in a 3-5-2 formation."

"Goalkeeper: Abbiati!"

"Defenders: Zapata, Qin Yun, Mex!"

"Midfielders: Zacardo, De Jong, Essien, Kaka, Abate!"

"Forwards: Balotelli, Shalawi!"

Studio.

Barrages are flying.
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[Adrian started today, and it seems that Simeone still wants to continue attacking.]
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[Have you seen the scandal between Diego Costa and Courtois? 】
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[Now I see that they both have a different feeling standing together. 】
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[The lineup is similar to the first round, and the final score is estimated to be similar]
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[Milan come on! 】

Accompanied by the referee's whistle.

The game officially begins!
Atletico Madrid.

Diego Costa kicked off and hit Adrian.

Milan's formation decisively pressed forward and launched a high-position press.

There's no point in continuing to huddle behind.
The Atletico Madrid players were not careless, and their attitude was extremely serious.

After continuous passing, the football came to Godin's feet.

As soon as he stopped the ball, he saw Balotelli rushing over.

"I haven't seen Milan take the initiative to press for a long time. It seems that Allegri has no choice."

Godin flicked his ankle and passed the ball.

Who knows what Balotelli's brain circuit was thinking, suddenly turned.

Right into the passing lane.

"This sense of stealing should be luck, right?"

Godin reacted quickly, as if he had expected it, and turned around to get stuck.

But Balotelli fell straight to the ground, poking out with his outstretched right foot.

The football rolls slowly towards the goal.

Being held in Courtois' arms easily, he lay on the grass for six seconds before slowly getting up, and cast a provocative look at the opposite side.

Still no response
The game continues.

Courtois throws the ball to the left.

In the narrow side corridor, Atletico Madrid launched a quick attack.

Felipe stops the ball and passes it along the touchline.

The football rolled quickly and was controlled by Cork.

The game once again developed like the first round.
The shouts of the Milan fans were slightly muffled.

"Don't retreat, you must intercept it in the midfield!"

He Wei wanted to remind Huang Jianxiang to stand in a neutral position, but when he saw the black-haired boy on the screen, he silently closed his mouth.

Cork turned around and advanced quickly, surrounded by teammates who were responding.

Abarth stepped up decisively.

However, he was crossed by hitting the wall twice in a row, along with Essien who assisted in the defense.

Milan's backcourt suddenly became empty.

Qin Yun didn't panic in the slightest, and clearly issued instructions to his teammates behind him.

Adrian swam to the left flank, pulling Max over.

Diego Costa moved forward frantically, compressing the opponent's defense.

The football is unknowingly shifted to the center.
"Milan is in danger!"

Huang Jianxiang suddenly realized and stared at the screen carefully with his eyes wide open.

I saw Gabi coming from behind, pushing the arch of his foot hard.

The football rolled quickly against the turf.

"Fatal through!"

"Take Milan's second line of defense as nothing!"

"Keko connect!"

The camera moves rapidly.

Diego Costa suddenly appeared on the screen, adjusted his posture, and raised his right foot!

Suddenly.

A red and black figure sprang out from the side, fell to the ground and shoveled!

Milan fans were trembling with excitement, as if they had traveled through time and saw the red and black No. 3.
Diego Costa feels fear for the first time in a long time.
He fell to the ground involuntarily, and his mind became chaotic.

"incredible!"

"A shocking tackle!"

"Stealing from the blind area of ​​vision is like anticipating the trajectory of the football!"

The football was poked into Zapata's vicinity.

Atletico Madrid's frontcourt players frantically surrounded them.

The midfield formation remains stable.

Zapata was a little panicked. He had no experience in dealing with sieges. Just as he was about to move out, he heard a familiar voice.

Without doubting him, he passed the ball subconsciously.

Qin Yun's head was overclocked, and everyone's positions emerged
With continuous flashing.

Finally found the flaw!
In the blink of an eye.

Qin Yun raised his right foot.

Twist your waist to exert force!

Roll out the ball!

boom!
A crisp sound!
attracted everyone's attention.

The football is like a sharp dagger, piercing straight in.

Split the opponent's defense.

Chopped!

San Siro stadium, after a few seconds of silence, fell into a carnival.

Simeone was stunned.

Allegri swallowed.

"what!?"

"Over 50 meters of through block!"

"As precise as a scalpel!"

The eyes of the Milan fans blurred, and they seemed to see the red and black No. 10.
Kaka's muscles tensed up, striding forward!
As if flying close to the ground.

Didn't even look back.

because he believed.
Miranda tried her best to chase back, but she could only see the distance between the two getting farther and farther.

Is this too fast?

30 meters line.

When Kaka arrived.
The football also rolled to the front.

Kaka is like an assassin hiding in the shadows, gently picking up the dagger.
Courtois reacted extremely quickly and decisively abandoned the door and left.

He wants to personally wipe out Milan's hopes.
Kaka's slightly longer black hair fluttered in the air, shedding crystal clear beads of sweat.

In high-speed dribbling, you can still control your body as you like.

Lift your right foot.

Unpretentious shot!
Kaka took the dagger from Qin Yun and stabbed it into the opponent's body.

Courtois looked back in despair.
The football lay quietly in the gate, leaving only the trembling net.

(End of this chapter)