I'm a striker

Chapter 461
1 minute into the second half, Real Madrid applied for a substitution.

Enter Germany international Khedira.

Croatian international Modric leaves.

"You did a good job, Luka, but we need to defend." Jose Mourinho patted the shoulder of Modric, who scored a key goal in the second leg against Manchester United in the last round of the Champions League, and said.

Modric nodded and sat back on the bench despite some regret and unfinished business.

At the same time, Kaka's warm-up was coming to an end, Mourinho sat back on the bench, and Real Madrid's assistant coach Karanka also walked to Mourinho's side.

"Boss, how should we adjust next?" Kalanka asked.

"I'm having a headache too." Jose Mourinho looked up at the north London sky.

Karanka was a little at a loss, because Jose Mourinho had never shown such hesitation in front of him.

"Kalanka, have you noticed that Arsenal has gradually adapted to our rhythm?" Jose Mourinho glanced at Kalanka and said.

"Boss, why do you say that?" Kalanka asked suspiciously.

"Our attacking power is terrible, right?" Mourinho pointed to Real Madrid's striker.

Karanka nodded confidently. This season, Real Madrid's minimum average consumption per game is three goals!
With such firepower, looking at Europe, who would dare not accept it?

"But look, have we really threatened Arsenal after the opening with such a powerful attacking power?" Jose Mourinho pointed to Arsenal's defense line and continued: "Look, no matter how we Offensively, their defense is methodical. In football, the best offensive opportunities do not come from one's own outstanding performance, but from the opponent's mistakes. Our attack is beautiful, but there is no continuity. Arsenal The second point is well protected."

Mourinho stood up slowly, "We have been put together by Wenger. We think that Jilavoji is the weakness of their defense, but in fact, our offensive thinking is indeed around Jilavoji now. Let’s fight at this point, but that’s also where Arsenal’s Chen Bing is heaviest.”

"Boss, are you saying that Arsenal is deliberately tempting us to attack them?" Karanka was shocked.

"Although I don't want to admit it, I think it is." Jose Mourinho took a deep breath.

On the court, Khedira's playing seemed to strengthen the thickness of Real Madrid's defense.

However, the cheers of the Arsenal fans at the Emirates Stadium were even more violent!

Because Khedira replaced Modric, all fools understand!
"Hey, they are scared! They are afraid of being reversed by us!!"

"Galaxy Fleet, is there a time to recycle!!"

"Arsenal are amazing!! Attack! Attack! We're going to reverse them! This game will be famous for thousands of years!!"

"The chief is a miracle! I can't wait! Come on!!"

The expression of every Arsenal fan is telling the cameramen at the Emirates Stadium.

"You don't see... the facial expressions of every Arsenal fan," a photographer began.

"Found it, they..."

"Do you think this game is interesting?"

On the court, the game continued, but the momentum had been completely subverted.

Real Madrid is not playing badly, but Arsenal's momentum is wave after wave.

Like a flood, Real Madrid's levee may be overwhelmed at any time.

Arsenal's bench, Wenger suddenly remembered what Song Rentou said to him before the game.

"Boss, Jose Mourinho is a pretty confident guy, so if we show a weakness, he will trust his judgment...Real Madrid's attack is strong, but they're not terrible in the middle. Because they The flanks are very strong, so as long as we direct their attack to the center..."

When he heard Song Rentou's words, Wenger was a little confused, showing weakness on purpose?

Wenger's first reaction was: "But, my captain, I don't think Mourinho will be tricked."

"No, he will." Song Rentou's expression is still unforgettable to Wenger.

What a sure look that was.

"Because, he is Jose Mourinho."

Arsenal's counterattack came.

Koscielny's long pass!

"Giroud, if you can't win this ball, you will die!" Koscielny thought in his heart.

Because at this time, Marcelo is standing behind Giroud!
Misplacement... When was it misplaced?

Jose Mourinho on the sidelines looked at Song Rentou in surprise.

When, when did he attract the defense of two Real Madrid centre-backs?
"Hey, how about this, our big stupid cow will blow Marcelo to nothing, buddy." Song Rentou looked at Pepe with a smile.

"Shut up!!" Pepe was a little angry, he didn't understand why Varane came over just now.

I can deal with him, I can deal with him alone!

Why did the boss change Khedira, why does this junior look down on me so much!
I'm Pepe!
I'm Real Madrid's starting central defender——! !

Song Rentou is nothing!
I'm going to stop him! !

"Concentration has dropped." Just as Pepe was struggling, Song Rentou started.

for a moment?

No, a moment is too exaggerated.

In fact, there is no effort for a moment.

Pepe lost Song Rentou's vision again.

This time he turned around decisively.

He caught up with Song Rentou.

See it!I can handle him, I really can by myself! !Hey, no, why is he smiling?why is he laughing! !why! !why! !why! !

"Pepe! Pay attention to the ball!!" Varane's reminder came too late.

Giroud's header competed for the top. Originally, Pepe had the greatest chance to get the ball to clear the siege immediately.

However, caring too much about Song Rentou made him not pay attention to the changing situation in this stadium!
Song Rentou unloaded the ball.

Pepe, who was being calculated once again, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he rushed up aggressively!

He wants to tell Song Rentou with practical actions!
He wants to tell the head coach!
Tell his teammates!

He can do it!
"Pass him!! Pass him!!" At the Emirates Stadium, the cheers of the Arsenal fans became the last straw that crushed Pepe.

He is on.

And at this moment when he was on top.

Song Rentou also started to speed up!

left?right?asshole!If you want to pass me, you will definitely deceive me, right?I will not be fooled!I will not be fooled!

Pepe was wrong.

Because Song Rentou's dribbling is irregular.

Zlatan Ibrahimovic himself taught!
[Irregular Dribbling] Appears for the first time!
It should be said that it is the complete version of [Irregular Dribbling] in the true sense.

Cristiano Ronaldo, who is in the Arsenal half, opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something to Pepe, but is there still time?
"Fack!! Not left or right!!"

Cristiano Ronaldo's cries came too late.

Pepe's center of gravity has not been lost.

He saw it, Song Rentou wanted to break through his direction!

right! !
He stretched out his feet and stepped down decisively!
However, Song Rentou's ankles and body were twisted, like a distorted picture.

In an instant!

Pepe has been broken through by Song Rentou! !

"Long live——!! Long live———! Long live—————————!"

The cheers at the Emirates Stadium could not stop anymore.

Pepe sat down on the turf of the Emirates Stadium, his expression was a little dull, because he couldn't figure it out!
Varane made up for the first time.

However, Song Rentou has already started——! !

[Atomic Bomb Fallen Leaf Ball]!
Cristiano Ronaldo himself taught!

The first shocking performance in the sports battle! !
Cheers!
Cheers!
Emirates Stadium -! !

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"Two to two!! World wave!! World wave!! Song Rentou!! He scored twice!! He evened the score for Arsenal!!"

The entire Emirates Stadium is like a volcano!
It erupted! !

"NICE!! NICE!! NICE!! NICE!! NICE!! NICE!!!" Gary Lineker jumped up excitedly.

On the stands, Laudel couldn't help but shed tears. When she was excited to say something, when she turned her head and looked beside her, she found out.

Every Arsenal fan chanted the same word with tears in their eyes.

Translate it in Chinese.

"KING!! KING!! KING!! KING——————!"

On Arsenal's bench, all the Arsenal players rushed into the field at this moment!
And Wenger raised his arms and shouted excitedly!

Cristiano Ronaldo took a deep breath and walked back to his own half, pulling Pepe up.

"Okay man, his breakthrough, one-on-one can't be defended." Cristiano Ronaldo said to Pepe.

"Why?" Pepe's expression was still dull.

"It was an irregular dribble, a stunt that even if you guessed the direction of his breakthrough, Ibrahimovic taught him when he was in Switzerland. And that shot, you should have seen it, that It's a deciduous ball, a deciduous ball that is exactly the same as my deciduous ball. To be honest, I never thought that he could complete it in the game." Cristiano Ronaldo took a deep breath, "Trust Varane Come on, let him help you."

"One on one, no one on this planet can limit him anymore." Cristiano Ronaldo knew what he meant by these words.

That is, he has already admitted that Song Rentou has entered the ranks of no solution.

Same with him, Messi, Robben, and those top superstars standing in the world football.

The current Song Rentou is absolutely worthy of the word superstar!
On the bench of Real Madrid, Jose Mourinho sighed, "Song, the unpredictability of you is really... a headache."

At the Emirates Stadium, the guy who made Cristiano Ronaldo and Jose Mourinho sigh, at this moment, is enjoying the cheers of the entire stadium.

"How do you feel?" Rosicky asked, patting Henry on the back.

"I didn't expect to be able to witness the birth of a new king when I came back this time, the King of Chiefs? Not bad, a very interesting title, isn't it?" Henry replied, King of Highbury.

(End of this chapter)