Starting with Milan as a central defender

Chapter 72
The football was knocked out of the bottom line.

Neymar hit two and a half rolls and fell to the ground.

"It's too bold!"

"Touch football first, no problem!"

"Butzketz signaled a defensive foul, want a penalty?"

Qin Yun was dumbfounded.

Three years ago, when Mota met you, there was still talk about the start of the show, but now it has evolved to fight cows in the air?

The referee Yilyas stretched out his finger and shook it. He is not stupid, and he will not be swayed by the will of the players.

"Xavi takes a tactical corner, Fabregas returns and Iniesta moves to the right."

Messi turned his back to control the ball in front of him, and looked back.

Muntari posted it before the ball even arrived.

"Milan take Messi very seriously!"

Messi stepped over the football with his left foot, followed by a right foot out.

Simple movements, but combined with the change of his center of gravity, it has the effect of confusing the real with the fake.

"Muntalie was tricked to the left, Messi started to speed up!"

De Jong has already adjusted his position to help defend, like a ferocious beast rushing out.

The Barcelona fans in the stands couldn't help being a little worried. They knew that this man, who was as famous as Nan Pepe, once tackled the shin of a Newcastle United player and kicked Xavi Alonso's ribs. I don't know how many stars fell at his feet.

There are even rumors that half of Messi's injuries at his peak were due to Pepe.

De Jong did come with the intention of fouling, and he has already tried the benefits of this behavior.

Just like Scholes put the shovel at the beginning, the purpose is to tell you to be careful when making extraordinary moves.

Let the opponent throw the mouse.

Messi suddenly changed his rhythm several times, sinking his shoulders to the right.

De Jong followed subconsciously.

Matthews is amazing!
"Break through two people in a row!"

"Messi!"

No. 10 in Barcelona is like the king of Camp Nou.

Suddenly, a marinated egg came into the camera.

"Zapata's attack timing was well grasped, and the moment after Messi touched the ball was stuck!"

"Pretty!"

"Messi crossed the ball to the top of the penalty area in advance, and went straight into the space on the right side of the penalty area!"

There were endless exclamations in the Nou Camp.

Studies by foreign institutions have shown that Messi's touch frequency can reach 3 times in 6 seconds.

It's hard to see in the video, but in the eyes of the audience, they can't see Messi's feet clearly.

Zapata felt the same way, obviously he was about to meet, but the football disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Iniesta didn't even have to look up to observe the situation in the penalty area, and he kicked up to go straight to the right.

That is the tacit understanding of their cooperation for many years.

Qin Yun suddenly stood in front of him, blocking the passing route.

Iniesta stopped the movement abruptly and buckled inward.

Then move the ball outward with the left foot!
Get ready to pop out of space and shoot the goal!

"Flowing clouds and flowing water!"

"Qin Yun's defense is fine, but the opponent's strength is too strong!"

Huang Jianxiang's tone was full of regret.

But then he couldn't help standing up, staring at the picture on the screen.

Qin Yun suddenly exerted his strength.

Turn around on the spot with lightning speed!
The waist and abdomen tightened instantly, and the left leg kicked off the ground!
Instantly throw yourself to the right at high speed!
Iniesta also reacted extremely quickly, and once again dialed the ball with his left foot, trying to open the distance.

But Qin Yun's speed is even faster!
The 120cm long legs are not for nothing.

"Horizontal shovel!"

"Elegant to the ultimate tackle!"

The football was hooked under his feet, and Iniesta couldn't control his figure and fell to the ground.

side of the field.

Allegri loosened his tie excitedly, "Did you see that, if I hadn't discovered Qin Yun at the beginning, Milan might not even be able to make it to the main match, let alone take revenge on Barcelona."

"Who negotiated the contract? Who taught defensive skills?" Maldini curled his lips.

"Those are secondary!"

"Oh."

The other side.

Martino said with some doubts: "I heard that the Chinese kid defended Ronaldo in a friendly match some time ago?"

Artemira murmured: "It seems that Ancelotti still wanted to bring him back to Real Madrid, but Maldini beat him up."

"No wonder, but it doesn't matter, soon he will understand that Barcelona is different."

"Perhaps he can replace Carles."

The Barcelona fans didn't pay much attention to it. At worst, they waited for the opponent to kick out before reorganizing the attack.

Soon their eyes lit up.
Qin Yun supported himself with both hands, got up and took the ball forward!
All Barcelona's frontcourt players moved instantly.

The triangle originally formed for passing the ball quickly surrounded Qin Yun and frantically strangled him.

Everyone in the world knows that Qin Yun's ability to play the ball is weak. As long as he can counter-recover the ball, Barcelona's offense can bypass and directly avoid Milan's defensive core.

"Why don't you pass the ball!"

"Barcelona's siege is almost complete!"

"It's okay to go out with big feet!"

The Barcelona fans couldn't suppress the joy in their hearts.

Qin Yun's heart is like a flat lake, he is waiting.

The space around me is getting smaller and smaller.

Iniesta, Harvey and Fabregas are about to complete the encirclement.

Martino's evaluation of Qin Yun has dropped two grades, and he does not think that Qin Yun can replace Puyol.

Allegri was sweating nervously. He understood Qin Yun's intentions and could only pray silently in his heart.

The familiar figure in the field of vision is already in place.

Qin Yun no longer hesitated.

The body leans back slightly.

Lift your right foot up.

The way he kicked made everyone think he was going to cross.

"The three of them have sealed off all the spaces!"

"No passing lanes!"

"Dangerous!"

The Milan players did not retreat but advanced, rushing forward at all costs.

Butzketz narrowed his eyes, he suddenly had a bad premonition, looked back, and was instantly shocked. He saw that Milan's No. 22 player had already started to speed up.

"Javier, pay attention behind you!"

呲!
The strange voice echoed in the Nou Camp.

Followed by violent rotation of the football.

Drawing dramatic arcs across the night sky over the Iberian Peninsula.

It's like responding to Barcelona's strangulation.

Fly precisely to the left.

That's where Barcelona's air defense is weakest.

"Incredible pass!"

"Fantastic outer instep!"

"I have never seen Qin Yun use it. Could it be that he has been hiding and preparing to deal with Barcelona since the day he joined the team?"

Harvey's outstretched left leg hangs limply.

Before Mascherano could react, the football had already struck extremely fast.

Following the football is Kaka.

He understands that it is absolutely too late to turn around, not to mention him, who in the entire Barcelona team can run faster than the running Kaka?

Jump up resignedly.

Martino reacted and threw the tactical board on the ground, and couldn't help shouting: "You are only 1.7 meters five, what's the use of jumping?"

The football passed twenty centimeters above Mascherano's head, bringing him a slight chill.

Adriano thought that the one who jumped up was a fool. He was only 1.7 meters [-], not as good as Xiao Ma.

Turn around directly and seek physical confrontation actively, hoping to slow down Kaka's speed.

(End of this chapter)