Football: God-level striker, all teammates lie down

This violent shot made many commentators tremble.

Even outside the screen, one can feel the power of football!

The commentator in Brazil, after a crazy "gooooal", was a little unsteady.

He was so excited that he didn't even want to breathe, his face flushed, "This kick! Does this kick remind you of an old friend??

The most glorious generation of our national team!

Since Carlos, I have never seen such violent aesthetics!

The purest violence, the purest art!

This guy is not a South American, not a European.

I didn't expect that the player who reproduced the classics would come from far away Asia!

I knew this guy would shine at the Bernabeu, but I didn't expect that he could directly dedicate such an explosive performance!

The Bernabeu... is going to fall!

The Bernabeu was torn apart by this black lightning, and the sky above the Bernabeu was already overcast, and the storm was coming!

Will there be a hero standing up?

C Ronaldo, Bale, or Benzema?

Is Real Madrid finished like this??"

Four goals behind!

"Go again, go again!!!"

"Your Majesty the King!! It's time to conquer Europe!!"

"Raise your head, you are Real Madrid!!" Manchester City fans in the stands shouted at Real Madrid fans not far away.

These Real Madrid fans were dejected and on the verge of collapse.

Before the game, they were enthusiastic, singing Real Madrid's songs and shouting slogans that belonged to Real Madrid.

The world is colorful, and Real Madrid is a touch of pure white that tears the colorful world apart.

Now this pure white is completely covered by Manchester City's black.

On the court, in the stands, and in the sky of the entire Bernabeu.

It seems that there is no white at all.

Until Zhao Yi returned to his position, he could still easily hear the crazy Manchester City fans shouting his name.

Zhao Yi took a few deep breaths and could still feel his trembling heart and muscles.

Still a little out of control.

He looked at the Real Madrid players and still felt that their speed had slowed down a lot.

This wonderful state, this feeling of being invincible is still continuing.

It's like an addiction.

Zhao Yi is hard to control.

He doesn't know when this invincible zone mode will be lifted, and what kind of impact it will bring after it is lifted.

Now, he has only one goal, to crush Real Madrid!

"Real Madrid needs to regroup! Stabilize the situation!"

Real Madrid kicked off again, and driven by Zhao Yi's weird state, Manchester City players also played very excitedly.

They began to press on a large scale.

These superstars of Real Madrid were a little confused by Zhao Yi's two kicks.

For a while, they didn't dare to pass the ball back in the backcourt. Marcelo didn't even dare to dribble the ball, and directly kicked the ball to the frontcourt.

He was uneasy when the ball was in the backcourt.

But this ball was really taken by Bale.

After Bale held the ball, he saw Clichy in front of him, and then saw Zhao Yi who was retreating.

He immediately took the ball away from Zhao Yi and rushed to the bottom line.

After the confrontation with Clichy, Bale stumbled a bit and failed to break through.

He could only pass the ball to the middle before Zhao Yi arrived.

Kroos got the ball, and Zhao Yi rushed to Kroos again.

"Casemiro, pass it to Modric.

See if there is a chance on the left!

Pass it to Ronaldo, Sagna defended it very well."

Ronaldo had no chance and could only pass it back to Marcelo.

Then, Ronaldo rushed into the penalty area, and Benzema cruised to the left.

Cooperation between Marcelo and Modric.

Modric seized the opportunity and passed a good behind-the-back ball.

Marcelo slipped directly to the bottom line and passed the ball into the penalty area with one foot!

Stones rushed to the ball before Ronaldo and headed it out.

Second penalty!

Zhao Yi ran to the middle and jumped high and stopped the ball with his chest.

Modric rushed over and raised his leg to fight for it.

Zhao Yi tapped his toes and the ball bounced up, then he turned his back and blocked Modric behind him.

In front of Zhao Yi, Marcelo also rushed over.

Zhao Yi raised his thigh and the ball bounced up again.

Modric and Marcelo surrounded Zhao Yi, Zhao Yi bounced with the back of his foot, then started, shook off the two and got the ball.

"Ouch! It's fun! In front of my own penalty area! How dangerous is it if it is intercepted?

Can't grab it?

This time!"

Modric gritted his teeth and rushed towards Zhao Yi. Zhao Yi turned around successfully and pushed the ball. Modric stretched his legs fiercely.

Prevent Zhao Yi from breaking through.

Stretching out his long legs, he poked hard, and was then knocked to the ground by Modric.

The ball was controlled by FernandinhoHe stopped and turned around to pass the ball directly to De Bruyne in the middle.

"Can he still get the ball out after all this? Is this playing football or juggling?

At the Bernabeu, facing Modric and Marcelo, he just played like this?

With this kind of skills, this kind of confidence, this kind of mentality, if he is not a superstar, who is?

Not only was the back line of Real Madrid torn to pieces by Zhao, but the midfield was also suppressed by him. What kind of monster is this?"

The Real Madrid commentator was anxious, and Florentino, who was watching the game, was even more upset than him.

The BBC, the ceremonial midfielder, which he created, is now like a headless fly.

Kroos was intercepted continuously, and Modric was fooled around.

Casemiro couldn't keep up with Zhao Yi's speed at all.

In the last game, Zhao Yi was like a god descending from heaven. Damn, he became the creator in this game.

Do whatever you want.

Florentino had a blank expression on his face, and his trembling hands were well hidden by him.

No one could see his panic.

He sat there like a mountain.

Quietly watching the situation on the field.

Manchester City launched a counterattack, but found no opportunity.

They could only reorganize.

De Bruyne passed the ball back to Silva.

Silva observed the situation.

Manchester City's double-backs and double-midfielders were ready.

Including Stones also came up to support.

Zhao Yi moved sideways and received the ball.

Casemiro's eyes were as big as copper bells, staring at Zhao Yi nervously.

Modric ran back to support the defense.

Zhao Yi had no chance to break through smoothly.

Zhao Yi kicked the ball to Clichy, but Clichy didn't break through at all.

Instead, he passed it back to Zhao Yi.

This pass was more like attracting the attention of Real Madrid players.

Zhao Yi, who got the ball again, rushed forward directly.

Modric blocked in front and tried to kick the ball.

Zhao Yi changed his center of gravity and broke through to the left.

Casemiro hurriedly followed. He was good at tackling, but he saw Zhao Yi's flaw at this time, but he didn't dare to stretch his foot rashly like before.

He was worried that he would commit a foul.

This was a lack of confidence.

But Zhao Yi was a little far away from the football, which was a very good opportunity!

When Zhao Yi rushed over, he might get a good position.

Casemiro stretched out his leg hesitantly.

Drop! !

Zhao Yi's foot appeared under his feet, and he was knocked down directly.

Casemiro jumped high in a hurry.

I knew it was a trap!