Starting with Milan as a central defender

Chapter 196 Serie A champion!

And the other side.

Juventus also won 3-0 against Verona.

Serie A standings.

Juventus ranks first with 99 points.

AC Milan ranks second with 97 points.

This means that only by winning the game can Milan overtake its opponents and win the championship.

Therefore, the tactical arrangements of the two teams will also be greatly affected.

Soon the final day of the league came.

Juventus Arena.

Crowds of people.

Outside the players tunnel.

A gleaming golden trophy that resembles a funnel stands quietly.

It may seem ugly, but it represents the highest honor of Italian football.

And among the five major league trophies, it has the highest cost.

The referee team led the players from both sides onto the pitch.

The side-guessing session will end soon.

Players from both sides took their positions on the field.

"Migu Sports! Migu Sports!"

"Welcome to the 2013th round of Serie A in the 14-38 season!"

"Juventus vs. AC Milan!"

"The one wearing the black and white jersey is Juventus, they have a 3-5-2 formation."

"Goalkeeper: Buffon!"

"Defenders: Chiellini, Bonucci, Barzagli!"

"Midfield: Padoin, Pirlo, Pogba, Marchisio, Vidal!"

"Forwards: Tevez, Llorente!"

"The one wearing the golden second away jersey is AC Milan, they also rank 3-5-2"

"Goalkeeper:"

"Kaká was absent due to injury, and Montolivo started. The rest of the players are the same as the Champions League starting lineup."

"Although both teams use a 3-5-2, the difference is that Juventus uses a single holding midfielder Pirlo, with Marchisio and Vidal protecting either side of him."

"AC Milan uses double midfielders De Jong and Essien, with Montolivo as the attacking midfielder."

Accompanied by the referee's whistle.

The game officially begins.

The stands on all sides burst into cheers like landslides and tsunami in an instant.

Juventus possession.

As soon as the game started, the formation retreated, making it clear that they needed to be tight defensively.

As long as they can guarantee a draw, they can defend the Serie A title.

Defense is what they do best.

Milan did not rush forward to press and press, but stabilized the rhythm.

side of the field.

Conte looked at the trophy not far away and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

If nothing unexpected happens, I will leave after the World Cup.

As for where the next stop will be?

It might be the Italian national team, or it might be the Premier League.
The main reason is that he has a bad temper and often gets into trouble with the management and players.

The other side.

Allegri looked nervously at the field.

He really hopes that this season can end successfully, and the two-time champion is too frustrated.

The 23th minute of the game.

Milan increased their pressing intensity.

Pirlo held the ball in the backcourt, turned around skillfully to resolve the siege of Balotelli and Shaarawy, and then distributed the ball to the right.

In order to contain Milan's quick counterattack, Vidal's position was even further back than Pirlo.

After receiving the ball, he directly kicks and passes long.

The football fell in a beautiful arc towards Milan's midfield.

"Llorente!"

"Spain's golden generation!"

Llorente held onto Mexes and snatched a header back.

In Juventus' tactics, they do not rely on forwards to score goals, but to maximize the strength of the midfield.

Pogba took the initiative to meet the ball and dumped the ball in front of him lightly.

Then the Juventus players began to move forward quickly, like a wide arrow.

Facing the menacing De Jong.

Pogba did not panic at all. After a season of training, his strength has been greatly improved.

This lineup maximizes his role.

With two consecutive fake moves, he burst out with terrifying speed and resisted to complete the breakthrough from the side.

"This kind of physical fitness is the best gift from God!"

"Juventus' attack!"

Pogba ignored Marchisio who was asking for the ball next to him.

During this period, watching Qin Yun galloping in the Champions League, it is impossible not to be envious.

He even had a vague idea in his heart that Qin Yun had robbed him of the Golden Boy Award and the Champions League Championship.
When it comes to players with perverse personalities in football, he and Balotelli both rank on the list.

However, the two have one thing in common: they obey Raiola's instructions.
Qin Yun didn't have the slightest fear and took the initiative to greet him.

As the distance between them narrowed, Pogba suddenly passed sideways.

boom!
Snapped!
There were two crisp sounds in succession.

Pogba suddenly found that his intentions were clearly seen.

nonsense.

Qin Yun is not a fool. He is analyzing the surrounding environment all the time.

Do you still know when Lichtsteiner ran into the gap over there?
Pogba quickly counterattacked.

Qin Yun pulled and pushed with his right foot.

under the spotlight.

Milan No. 13 wrote an elegant V.

The two shadows intertwined.

Juventus Arena, sighs are endless.

The gap between them is already visible to the naked eye.

Why didn’t our team meet such a genius?
Don't wait for them to get frustrated.

Milan's quick counterattack has begun.

An earth-shaking golden torrent rushed out.

With an invincible momentum.

This is watered with victory.
The Juventus players quickly returned to defense.

The formation instantly changed to 5-3-2, with each player protecting each other.

The Serie A championship for two consecutive years was not won by luck.

Qin Yun did not hesitate and moved towards the ball.

The football touched the turf and drew a huge and weird arc.

As Lichtsteiner advanced forward, a gap inevitably appeared on the right side of the formation.

"Polly. Just dribble the ball down to the bottom, very fast!"

Barzagli quickly made up the defense. Although he knew there was little hope, he still wanted to use this game to fight for the main position in the World Cup.

Poli slowed down slightly and failed to make a pass.

Under the protection of Bonucci and Chiellini, it is too difficult to use high-altitude balls to knock on the opponent's door, let alone Buffon.
Just when he hesitated.

A familiar figure flashed from the corner of the eye.

Without doubting his presence, he passed the ball directly.

Qin Yun!

Behind him, Pogba was almost scolding his mother. It had only been a few days since he last saw him, and his speed had increased significantly. He tried his best to keep up.

What a monster!

First touch of the ball.

The football landed exactly one meter in front of you.

Then Milan No. 13 was in the eyes of everyone in disbelief.

Slightly sideways!

Raise your right foot!

Calm night sky.

Thunder exploded!

The football does not have any spin and appears to be stationary

Roaring towards the door of Juventus!
Buffon was already on guard and stretched his body to the extreme.

Snapped!
The football hit his glove and refracted upward.

clang!
A crisp sound.

The football hit the goal line.

Buffon fell to the ground and quickly fished out.

beep!
But at this moment the referee's whistle has sounded.

"The goal counts!"

"Beautiful World Wave!"

"fear!"

Three consecutive sounds caused the fans' heart rate to rise rapidly and their vision to blur.

Buffon fell to the turf, feeling the sting on his wrist and thinking that the force was too strong.

Inadvertently seeing Maldini's murderous gaze on the sidelines, he mechanically turned his head to the other side.

Qin Yun ran to the sidelines, raised his arms and shouted.

But in my heart, I was complaining about how football almost touched the net. Is it addictive?

"Qin!!!"

"Qin!!!"

"Qin!!!"

The Milan fans in the stands shouted wildly, as long as they can maintain the score, they can create history.

You must know that in Serie A, only Inter Milan has ever achieved the triple crown.

The closest Milan came was in the 02-03 season, when they won the Italian Cup and Champions League, but missed the league championship.

side of the field.

Galliani also came to the scene.

I saw him crying all the time, if the goal had not been disallowed.

Maybe Milan can successfully defend the title, and Ibrahimovic and iron defender Silva may not leave.
Maldini saw this and glared hard at Buffon.

The other side.

"What are you doing?"

"Play defense like a pussy!"

"Can you use a little more force?!"

Conte roared loudly.

He used to scold players in the locker room, but now he couldn't suppress his anger.

He wants to leave with success and fame, rather than get out in embarrassment.

After the mid-race lap reopens.

Milan retreated decisively to defend.

no way.

Juventus could only slowly press forward, but their morale showed no signs of falling.

You must know that the bonus for a league champion is equivalent to half a month's salary.
Pirlo advances with the ball.

Compared to his time at Milan, he now transfers part of the organizational work to his teammates.

On the one hand, it is due to physical reasons.

On the other hand, modern football is more general, and if you still follow the old methods, you will be easily targeted.

But even so, he is one of the top midfielders in the world.

The rhythm was controlled by Juventus without even realizing it.

Short pass, long pass.
The football is constantly being moved, and it is also pulling at the opponent's formation.

"The game has entered the positional battle stage!"

"Due to the points lead and goal advantage, Juventus must equalize the score to win the championship, so the offensive attitude is very determined."

The 35th minute of the game.

Pirlo saw the right moment and made a precise long pass, sending the football to the left wing, behind De Sciglio.

Padoin took advantage of the situation and moved forward.

In fact, his original position was central defender, but he couldn't grab those three people, so he started to rotate.

However, with his golf intelligence and balanced left and right feet, he is really capable of playing various positions.

He is a player who eats meat without meat, but throws it away with flavor.

"The pass from the bottom is a high-altitude ball, and the footwork is very good!"

The football went straight to the penalty spot with precision.

Llorente took the lead and took his position.Juventus's bridgehead!

Shake his head and ferry the ball to the left side of the penalty area.

Tevez jumped out like a beast.

He is holding back his breath and wants to put on a brilliant performance to show that bastard Savilia who is better between himself and Messi.

He has no hope for this World Cup. The Argentine head coach made it clear that no matter who is injured, he will not be given a chance.

It made him even more disgusted with Messi and others.
Zapata was actually knocked aside.

Snapped!
The moment he raised his foot to shoot.

A golden figure emerged.

He pokes the ball away with lightning speed and takes advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack.

After Tevez came up hard, he didn't stop his feet and kicked him hard from behind.

Qin Yun fell down and fell on the turf.

It feels like my calf is cramped.

Juventus Arena.

fell into silence.

Everyone looked at the field with concern, as the black-haired boy clutched his calf in pain.

"Malicious foul!"

"Absolute flagrant foul!"

The Milan players' eyes turned red when they saw this.

Without saying a word, Abate pushed Tevez down hard. Just when he was about to add a punch, he was stopped by Montolivo.

Tevez got up angrily and waited for his teammates to come to help.

Looking back, his teammates all gathered nervously around Qin Yun and approached the referee silently.

Bonucci suppressed the anger in his heart. He even suspected that Tevez did it on purpose, just for Argentina.
Buffon hurriedly came from the backcourt.

beep!
The referee immediately stopped the game and called the team doctor to come on.

Then he ran towards the penalty area to prevent Tevez from being beaten.

Rome.

National team staff are analyzing player data.

"The World Cup is about to start."

"Kicked from the back, it shouldn't be too serious, right?"

"If the soft tissue contusion is okay, I'm afraid of bone fracture."

"Damn it, is Tevez sick?"

“Contact Gemeli quickly, they are very professional in orthopedic treatment.”

Prandelli listened to the staff's words with gloomy eyes.

In his tactics, the most important thing is to let Pirlo and Qin Yun play the ball. If Qin Yun cannot participate in the World Cup, Italy will fall into the same predicament as before.

Studio.
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[This Tevez is bad. He deliberately isolated Messi in Argentina and refused to pass the ball to him. 】
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[He was a habitual offender before. He once deliberately stepped down, causing his opponent's tibia and fibula to be stepped on and fractured at 90 degrees in reverse. The scene was not too scary. 】
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[People like this should get out of here! 】
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[It would be great if Tevez didn't end up, just shovel him to death! 】

"Qin Yun was carried off the field on a stretcher. I hope he is fine."

"Yellow card? That's right? A flagrant foul of this level requires not only a red card but also a suspension and fine!"

"Is the referee a pig?"

Tevez faced the boos and silently returned to his own half with his head lowered.

He just explained to the referee that he just completed the shooting action and did not have time to close his foot.

so.
side of the field.

"There should be no big problem and you can continue playing."

Maldini's clenched fists unclenched. He almost couldn't help but make a move just now.

"Are you sure it's okay?"

Allegri asked nervously.

"I think so too."

Qin Yun wasn't lying. He didn't know if it was a problem with the injury immunity module or if his calf muscles had sufficient buffering.

The pain is constantly relieving, and my activities are not greatly affected.

"Pay attention to protecting yourself and report any problems in time. You still have a long future. Don't pay too much attention to one game."

Maldini rubbed Qin Yun's head and said earnestly.

"Don't worry, boss, I won't force you."

Qin Yun had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were extremely cold.

Wait for the opportunity for a foul ball and return to the court.

Juventus Arena.

There was thunderous applause.

"It seems like there shouldn't be a big problem, otherwise the coaching staff wouldn't let him play!"

"Juventus' throw-in throws Pogba in front, Tevez!"

"hiss!"

"Nice tackle, clean!"

Screen playback.

Tevez has just received the ball and is ready to break through from the wing.

A golden figure flashed past.

Tevez rolled out of bounds with the ball.

Qin Yun patted the grass clippings on his butt and left without looking back.

"This revenge doesn't last overnight!"

"What are you talking about? Normal defensive behavior."

Tevez covered his leg and tried to get a yellow card.

Little did he know that the referee had already spotted him and could clearly see every move. Tevez was brought down.
"There is not much time left in the first half, Juventus has not given up yet and continues to attack!"

Near the middle circle.

Pirlo advances with the ball.

Facing Poli's pressing, the rhythm changed continuously to complete the breakthrough.

A long pass transferred the ball to the left wing.

Lichtsteiner stopped the ball and cut inside.

Send the ball forward again.

Just as Tevez was about to go back, his waist suddenly hurt, and Essien snatched the football away from him as soon as he caught it.

Looking back, De Jong was looking at him sinisterly, with a scary smile.

Tevez couldn't help but shudder.

the other side.

After Essien stole the ball, he looked up and swung his ankle hard.

Milan No. 13 took advantage of the situation and moved forward.

Pogba's defense is very fast.

Qin Yun ignored it and distributed the ball to the right.

Shaarawi stepped in.

Continuous passes directly bypassed Juventus' first line of defense.

Then Qin Yun's speed became faster and faster.

In his field of vision, a young man with his hands pointing to the sky appeared.

There was an inexplicable force pushing him forward.

The wind from the Apennine Peninsula blew the scattered black hair.

In the night sky, there seemed to be a meteor sliding across.

Pirlo just wanted to step forward to steal.

The speed of that golden light accelerated again.

It was also mixed with a lightning-fast change of direction, rushing towards the left.

Pirlo is helpless, isn't this just bullying the elderly?

Face the Juventus defense.

Qin Yun continued to dribble.

With an indomitable momentum.

Chiellini is panicking!

Thinking of just committing a foul.

Before he could take action, Qin Yun suddenly pushed forward with his right foot.

Snapped!
Football is like a precise scalpel, cutting through the opponent's defense.

A through ball that shocked everyone!

Balotelli accelerated suddenly and rushed out from the side of Chiellini.

under the spotlight.

Without thinking about life, my left foot suddenly twitched.

boom!
"Critical save!"

"Buffon!"

The voice did not fall.

At two o'clock.

Someone was waiting for him, and he calmly fired into the far corner.

Buffon is beyond reach.

0:2! ! !

"Here's the ball!"

"Two goals!"

"At the end of the first half, Milan scored another goal to expand their lead!"

"They are one step closer to the championship!"

Buffon sighed.

Qin Yun grinned from the corner of his mouth to his ears and patted his shoulder.

Buffon was in an even worse mood.

The game restarts.

Juventus' rhythm was completely disrupted. Under Conte's command, they defended with all their strength to prevent Milan from pursuing the opportunity.

Not long after, the referee blew the whistle to end the first half.

Home team locker room.

"Looked up!"

"This is our home court. If we lose the league championship, will you be willing to do so?"

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Conte was yelling and throwing things furiously around the dressing room.

Perhaps well-intentioned to try to motivate his players, but to others it sounded more like an attack.

Visiting team locker room.

"There are only the last 45 minutes left to make history. Hang in there. This is not only for the fans and the club, but also for yourselves."

"We have already won the Italian Cup and the Champions League, so we must not let regrets happen!"

"come on!"

Allegri hit the tactical board hard to express his determination.

Milan players gathered around
Intermission time passed quickly.

The game restarts.

Juventus launched a fierce high-position press right after the kick-off.

There is no room for that.

Milan defended equally resolutely.

The defense line, which has been baptized by Europe's top stadiums, is like reinforced concrete, showing a shocking level at this moment.

Juventus continued to attack fiercely, but it was difficult to even deliver the football into the penalty area and was intercepted in the midfield.

Frequent fouls fragmented the game.

Time also passes minute by minute.

The hearts of Juventus fans are sinking deeper and deeper.

The only thing left in the stadium was the cheers of Milan fans.

The 63th minute of the game.

Tevez received the ball from the wing, but before he could make any move, he was directly tackled by Abate.

As a result, he could no longer persist and was replaced by Osvaldo.

Abate was given a yellow card.

Pirlo took a free kick, but due to a bad angle, Abbiati easily picked it up.

The 78th minute of the game.

Pogba continued to dodge and move around, and just as he was about to take a shot, he was intercepted by Qin Yun's aggressive tackle.

Then a long pass hit the frontcourt, and Balotelli carried Bonucci and shot. If Buffon hadn't saved it bravely, the game would have ended early.

The 95th minute of the game.

Pirlo suddenly used a cold arrow from the outside and shot.

The football is slightly above the crossbar.

beep!
The referee blows the whistle to end the game!

AC Milan 2:0 Juventus!

Win the Serie A championship!

First triple crown in team history!
The third team in the five major leagues to win the championship with [-] points!

(End of this chapter)