Starting with Milan as a central defender

Chapter 89 Qin Yun killed the game!

But suddenly the feet are empty, where did the football go?

"Vidal tricked Muntari with a feint, great tackle!"

Allegri immediately became angry, why is he always thinking about others?

He will never trust Muntari again, let him be a pure tool man.

As for organizing the attack, there is no such thing as life!
"The Milan players have been pushed out, a great opportunity!"

Vidal moved forward vigorously, and Juventus' formation moved accordingly.

De Jong is very fierce, and he went straight to the person.

He had to interrupt Juventus' rhythm and couldn't let the offense play smoothly.

"Two people collided, it was a foul move"

"De Jong's yellow card should not be able to run away, but this time the goddess of luck is on Juventus' side!"

The football rolled to the left after the collision, and Pirlo took the ball.

After seeing it, the referee signaled that the attack was favorable, and the game continued.

In just a few breaths, the situation on the field changed drastically.

Milan fans didn't care to complain about Muntari and looked nervously into the field.

Under Pirlo's organization, Juventus' right-sided offensive was like a torrent of waves, constantly hitting Milan's defense.

Pogba seemed to regain his confidence, suddenly passing the ball along the touchline.

"Twisz pulled the edge!"

Constant's running position is very good, and he gets stuck in the position early, trying to squeeze him out of the bottom line.

But after the physical contact, it was discovered that the opposite was a wild beast. The confrontation was completely at a disadvantage, and the body staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Tevez is only 171cm, why is there such an impact?
Milan fans didn't understand it, they could only attribute it to the small man with low center of gravity.
Max had no choice but to go out to defend.

The game seems to be repeating itself.

All the Juventus back row players are plugged in, waiting for the next opportunity.

Qin Yun frowned, "Christian, you fill up the seat, I'll look at the middle lane."

Behind him is Vucinic, and in front of him are the three of Pirlo.

Juve's striker can only contain and play the ball
So who will have the final blow?
There were three people standing in front of him.

Abate can help him watch one.

the answer is left
as predicted.

Carlos Tevez did not find Vucinic in the bottom cross, header is not his strong point.

"It's still an inverted triangle pass!"

"It's still Pogba!"

"Can Juventus equalize?"

Qin Yun rushed towards Pogba the moment Tevez passed the ball.

He still looked at him blankly.

Defense is the prediction of actions through various information.

Psychological information is also available.

Pogba's eyes dodge again.

"The second duel between Qin Yun and Pogba!"

"Who can win?"

Just when the football rolls to Pogba's feet.

Qin Yun had also come three meters in front of him.

Pogba's side!
"Let's slip through again!"

"Qin Yun rushed too hard!"

"As long as Pirlo can get the ball, he will face the goalkeeper directly. With his footwork, it is easy to equalize the score!"

side of the field.

Allegri sighed, even Qin Yun couldn't achieve a [-]% defensive success rate.

no defender can
Juve's right attack has been honed for three seasons before reaching such a proficient level.

Where is it that an individual can destroy?

Football is a team sport.

Whether it is offense or defense, the cooperation between each other is very important.

This is even more so on defense, which is as hard to create individual hero moments as it is on offense.

Conte was inexplicably a little nervous.

Although he didn't believe that Qin Yun could defend successfully.

But the pictures I have browsed before can't help but come to my mind.

Are there still variables?

impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
on the field.

Pogba looks at the football beside him, and there is enough space to shoot from the right.

If it weren't for trying to get a kick by yourself.

But he made his decision quickly, leaking the ball behind his back.

Pirlo decisively went to the ball.

"Pogba's misjudgment!"

"He should have passed the ball, not passed it!"

"No, Qin Yun's goal has always been Pirlo!"

"He's betting!"

The football rolls slower and slower under the action of resistance.

But the red and black figure was getting faster and faster.

In close-up shots.

The feet of both people stretched out at the same time.

In the exclamation of the audience.

The soccer ball jerks forward.

Qin Yun appeared behind Pirlo.

"what?"

"Grab it!"

"incredible!"

"it's not finished yet!!!"

Qin Yun didn't pass the ball, he is now unmarked.

Vidal, Pirlo
all behind him.

Milan all attack.

Blow the horn of counterattack.

Bonucci made a decisive attack. With Qin Yun's footwork, it was not difficult to snatch the ball from his feet.

Qin Yun quickly raised his head to observe.

Kaka was not far behind Barzali, and it was estimated that he would be able to pass in five steps.

Balotelli was like a mad dog, chasing Chienelli and biting him to death.

Bonucci's position is very ingenious, deliberately shifting to the right to block Qin Yunwai's instep passing route.

"It's time to pass the ball!"

Huang Jianxiang called out subconsciously. He thought that there would be no drama where Qin Yun was intercepted by Bonucci again, right?
Qin Yun didn't care much.

When two meters away from Bonucci, kick up.

Lift your right foot slightly.

"Outside instep pass!"

"Balotelli!"

Chiellini felt that Balotelli beside him was getting more and more crazy, and he was about to be unable to suppress it.

A rainbow seemed to appear in midair!
Unexpectedly.

The football lifted off the ground, but flew to the left.

"A long pass with the instep?"

Qin Yun thought to himself that he is also a professional player of the top five leagues, how bad is the level of long passing?
And the training in recent months has not been in vain.
Bonucci also understands that he has fallen into a misunderstanding
"Kaka unloaded the ball directly in the air, and Barzagli was knocked down!"

"Single knife!"

"Buffon strikes again!"

Kaka looked up while traveling at high speed.

Qin Yun passed the ball too far in advance, so his current shot angle is not wide, and it is very likely that he will be saved.

Suddenly he saw another red and black figure.

So he paused for a while, pretending to pass the goalkeeper, and when he saw that Qin Yun was in the same position, he made a decisive move.

"Shokaka sent the ball to the top of the penalty area in an inverted triangle!"

The football rolled against Buffon's feet.

Qin Yun took bigger and bigger steps, ignoring the looming rust smell in his throat.

He has only one thought now. How fucking tired!

"The speed is a bit slow. Even if Kaka passes back, it is difficult to meet. There is Bonucci beside Qin Yun."

Qin Yun suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Put the shovel on the ground!

The Milan fans were dumbfounded, the scene in front of them was very familiar, but this was not their restricted area.

boom!
Everyone's eyelids twitched.

Ninety-degree refraction of football!
Go straight into the nest!

1:3! ! !

"Fall to the ground and shoot!"

"The ball has been scored!"

"Two goals!"

"Qin Yun killed the game!"

"From interception, to passing, to scoring, he is in every link!"

"You know he's a central defender!"

Migu Sports Live.
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[Qin Yun is awesome! 】
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[I thought he was going to make a rescue, it scared me to death! 】
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【Indeed, I have never seen Qin Yun put a shovel in the opponent's penalty area.】
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[If you don't enter, you will probably be able to chatter for a lifetime! 】
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[If it wasn't for the shovel shot, I probably wouldn't be able to get in. Qin Yun will have to increase his speed and special training when he goes back. The requirements are not high, and he is almost as good as Bolt. After all, the two are about the same size. 】
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[Impossible, how can a 1.9-meter football player run at that speed]

(End of this chapter)