Starting with Milan as a central defender

Chapter 74 A Geometry Problem Named Barcelona (Sorry for posting, just finished writing)

"It's over!"

"There were two people connected in a small space, tearing through Milan's midfield defense abruptly!"

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them, and even forgot to breathe.

But fortunately, since Messi withdrew, Milan's players on the left can free their hands to participate in the defense.

Constant took the lead.

Everyone is looking forward to the next picture.

keep going!
keep going!
But Messi did not choose to continue to break through, but handed the football to Harvey, who has a better left position.

The Barcelona pass triangle works smoothly.

Messi smashed the most difficult link with his strong personal ability.

Continuous one touch the ball!
Precise and fast movement!

Messi is perfectly embedded in the passing of the trio.

On the left, Neymar was a little at a loss.

Some people always say that Messi is a system player, but that is also his own system.

The alarm in Qin Yun's heart kept ringing, he couldn't predict the opponent's pass.

Cold sweat involuntarily rolled down from his forehead.

But he knows that he can't hesitate now, and even if it is a wrong decision, he must firmly implement it.

"Man to man!"

Now he completely abandons zone defense, because the rotating triangle will split the space into pieces.

Zapata took the initiative to find Messi and partnered with Qin Yun for so long, the most important thing he learned was to keep calm.

Mexes found Fabregas and squeezed with his body.

Constante closes in on Iniesta
Qin Yun stood at the back, as if he had returned to his student days, racking his brains to analyze the geometry problems on the blackboard.

The positions of the four points are constantly changing.

How to predict the connection between them?

"Barcelona's pass and reception cooperation is very tacit, and the ability of the frontcourt players is also very outstanding. In the case of one-on-one, Milan is not an opponent!"

Messi's movement without the ball made Zapata dizzy.

Fabregas found the confidence to play at Arsenal.

Iniesta's possession completely avoided Constante.

Harvey is still the brain of the team, connecting the four perfectly.

Martino clenched his arms, flushing.

Allegri trembled all over, recalling the tragedy when he was a guest two years ago.

How many goals did Barcelona score in this way?

Countless.

Milan's defense was in disarray, like mud.

Qin Yun's breathing became more and more rapid, and the sufficient oxygen was brought into the brain by the blood.

The lines in the eyes are also getting clearer.

Just when those four points transform into a rhombus.

Qin Yun added the position of his teammates.

All lines are all grayed out.

Only the middle one exudes a faint fluorescence.

No predictions required!
Qin Yun moved forward in an instant, with an indomitable momentum.

VIP box.

Cruyff stood up slowly, his understanding of space can be said to be the best on earth.

There's only one ball on the court, and you have to keep it under control.

It was with this idea that he and Michels planted the concept of Total Football in the Iberian Peninsula.

"Using the method of elimination to predict, no, it can't even be called prediction, after all, the answer is there."

"It's really stupid!"

The people around him repeatedly echoed, "Indeed, how could he crack Barcelona's pass control system."

"But it works!"

Then they saw an incredible scene.

The No. 13 player was inserted abruptly into Harvey's four-man diamond.

And Cesc Fabregas crossed the ball directly to the opponent's feet.

The indestructible triangle was instantly shattered.

The Camp Nou was silent again.

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes.

"Unbelievable!"

"Super divine prediction!"

"I even suspect that Qin Yun has a private deal with Fabregas!"

"The last one to quiet Camp Nou was Cristiano Ronaldo!"

Messi was not in a daze, and immediately directed his teammates to counter-robbery.

The four of them had a long memory, and their positions were all to block Qin Yun's forward pass.

They still remember the weird long pass with the instep.

Qin Yun raised his right foot.

It attracted the attention of [-] spectators.

"Fantastic outside instep pass, is it coming again?"

He Wei's voice kept trembling with excitement.

Martino stood on the sidelines and pointed to his head, signaling Mascherano not to head the ball.

Allegri poured out three quick-acting heart-relief pills and swallowed them directly into his stomach without drinking water.

Maldini showed a pondering expression. He may be the person who knows Qin Yun best.
Adriano didn't care about the integrity of the defensive line at all, he turned around and ran, and he didn't believe that he couldn't run Kaka even if he made a false start.

"coming!"

"Qin Yun, huh? Pass it across to the left."

Everyone felt cheated in an instant, they were about to come out the fuck, you stop playing?

Mex didn't react either, but there was no one around him, and he passed the ball directly along the baseline.

Kaka easily received the ball, and Adriano, who was supposed to be guarding here, was about to run into his penalty area.

"Once bitten, twice shy."

"I didn't expect Qin Yun to pass the ball with the outside of his foot, so that Barcelona was so afraid."

Busquets started moving five seconds ago

He knew that Qin Yun's dominant foot was his right foot.

So the outer instep can only be passed to the left.

And also to seize the height disadvantage of Adriano and Mascherano.

After making sufficient preparations, he stood in front of Kaka like a mountain.

Kaka did not get entangled with him. The two had played against each other when they were in Real Madrid, and they were familiar with each other's technical characteristics.

"Kaka made a diagonal pass, Balotelli followed up and led the ball to the opponent's defense line!"

"Ride first!"

Pique breathed a sigh of relief, and he was worried that there would be another scene where there were three people in a row, and he would have to go out to make up for it.

The third person under Melo.

From the neck down is God.

With a ferocious momentum, Balotelli went straight towards Pique like the front of a mud truck.

Pique understood that this was pinching himself as a soft persimmon.

He rushed forward without giving up.

Frontal defense, he is worthy of no one!

Barcelona fans firmly believe that Pique can successfully intercept, after all, he has been a lifelong member of Barcelona since he was born, an eternal red and blue believer!
Balotelli lowered his center of gravity and his feet flew!
Take turns stepping over the football!
Go around fast!
Cycling beyond people!
Pique's head was instantly filled with anger.

Deceiving too much!

The right leg is thrust forward suddenly.

It is the node where Balotelli's center of gravity alternates.

Balotelli suddenly remembered the chat between Qin Yun and Kaka before the game.

"By the way, Pique is easy to be pierced"

crotch
crotch
Balotelli had a flash of inspiration and moved his right foot forward gently.

Football has taken a slight turn.

Just right.

Pass through Pique's small crotch.

Whoa!
Deafening cheers erupted from the away stands of Camp Nou!

Balotelli!

Eternal God!

"The skin sees through!"

"Beautiful breakthrough!"

"Another single-handed sword!"

Valdez was stunned, what's going on?

Is Barcelona's defense a piece of paper?
(End of this chapter)