Football: God-level striker, all teammates lie down

Chapter 369

Casemiro did not go to the referee to argue, because the referee was right next to him and saw it clearly.

He just hated it, hated himself for being fooled so easily.

He also hated himself for hesitating.

In the past, his tackles were fast and clean, but today, he was confused by this young man who scored two goals in two minutes, dribbled like Messi, and shot like Ronaldo.

He hesitated on the defensive end.

He secretly made up his mind that he must become decisive.

He must not give him any more chances.

"A free kick in a very good position!

Zhao Yi took the penalty and should shoot directly.

Zhao Yi's shooting power and free kick skills are very good. He has scored several free kicks this season!

Can he shoot directly in this Champions League?

It's only been three minutes since the last goal.

If this kick scores again, it will be three goals in six minutes. It's really a terrifying efficiency!" Zhan Lu explained, unable to hold back his excitement.

Because of the previous two shots, now Zhao Yi can't help but have a feeling whenever he stands in front of the ball.

This ball is going to go in!

Manchester City fans are like this, and Real Madrid fans are the same.

When they see Zhao Yi standing there, looking at those eyes, their scalps are numb.

Does it feel like this ball is going in again?

During the period of setting up the human wall, Real Madrid fans felt uncomfortable all over.

The more they looked, the more they felt something was wrong.

They stood there quietly, just hoping that their feelings were wrong.

They just hoped that the sixth sense of the first quarter was just to scare themselves.

"This distance... is very dangerous, don't go in." The tone of the Real Madrid commentator was a little unnatural.

Guardiola's expression was calm, standing there, his feet unconsciously drawing circles.

Seemingly calm, but actually full of expectations and tension.

If he really didn't care, he would have sat in the coaching seat long ago.

Go in!

If this ball goes in, not only will Zhao Yi create the fastest hat trick in the Champions League, but Manchester City will also be completely stable!

Of course, it doesn't matter if it doesn't go in.

And the probability of a free kick is less than 10%.

Generally, 5% is good.

There is a high probability that it won't go in, right?

Guardiola was conflicted. On the one hand, he thought that he must go in, and on the other hand, he judged from his database that it was difficult to go in.

Finally, he comforted himself that it didn't matter whether it went in or not.

Anyway, they were already two goals ahead.

Real Madrid's human wall was finally arranged.

Rogo stood in the middle, Ramos and Pepe were next to him.

Marcelo, the group's favorite, was also among them.

Following the referee's signal, Zhao Yi took a few steps back.

There was no tactics, and no other teammates came to cover.

Zhao Yi was just a brand name.

Just tell the Real Madrid players, just defend me.

Navas lowered his center of gravity and stared at the front.

In the Bernabeu stands. The fans of both sides didn't make too much noise and stared at the court seriously.

Florentino narrowed his eyes slightly and sat in a specific seat and looked at it.

His face remained calm.

Boy, if you have the ability, you can score again, step on the Bernabeu and become a world-class superstar.

If you don't score, I will look down on you!

At the same time, fans from all over the world are watching the game through the screen.

At this moment, except for Real Madrid fans, probably all fans hope that Zhao Yi can score directly.

Create a record, a record that has never been created before and will be difficult to be created in the future.

The strong will take it all.

Most people have a strong mentality.

Most fans are fans of the strong, and they are all fans of the champions.

Except for a few hometown fans, no one will worship a team like Bournemouth.

No one will regard Bournemouth players as idols.

Under the attention of the crowd, Zhao Yi opened his mouth hard and winked.

Then started.

"Shoot directly!" Zhan Lu almost gritted his teeth and shouted.

The football soared into the sky, and the wall of Real Madrid players jumped high.

At the same time of jumping, the football had already passed the wall.

In other words, it doesn't matter whether there is a human wall or not.

The only function of this human wall is to block Navas's sight.

The moment Navas saw the ball, the football went up.

There was no rotation.

There was no outside instep trick, only a brutal and pure force.

Navas stood there and saw the flying ball change its route and fall straight down, and he knew that he couldn't save it.

Watching the ball from the live broadcast angle is completely different from the goalkeeper's perspective.

If the goalkeeper sees the route of the ball and does not make a prediction in advance, it means it's over.

The football either flies out of the goal or rushes into the net.

The ball is too fast. When you see it, the ball is already in front of you by the time you react!

Human reactionIt should not be able to match the speed of the ball.

Witnessed by countless fans, Navas stood there with his head up, motionless.

The football hit his right goal line and crashed into the net!

The football was like an out-of-control elevator, running wildly, up and down.

The most violent psychological impact, the most extreme visual enjoyment.

"Ah!!! Elevator ball, Ronaldo's stunt! The ball went in again.

In the Bernabeu, how dare this young man, how could he?"

Zhao Yi stood in place and looked around the stands.

Manchester City players rushed over with a roar.

The Real Madrid fans in the stands held their heads, their faces twisted.

Those desperate faces were full of unwillingness and shock.

In the stadium of 80,000 people, the pure white army, no one had a smile on their faces.

Manchester City players surrounded the calm Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi tilted his head and put one hand to his ear.

The cheers of Manchester City fans were a little low.

Why?

Why is it that even though they tried their best, shouted at the top of their lungs, and shouted desperately, it was still a little small?

Oh!

It turned out that the voices of 80,000 Real Madrid fans overwhelmed the cheers of Manchester City.

What?

They didn't make any sound.

No, no, no.

You didn't hear it, you didn't hear the heartbroken voices of 80,000 people.

Like a silver bottle bursting.

This sound was so beautiful that it made people intoxicated.

Zhao Yi squinted his eyes, tilted his head, and listened at the Bernabeu. The action was projected on the big screen at the scene by the entire camera.

Everyone saw it.

He saw his enjoyment.

The heartbroken Real Madrid fans felt that a stagnant depression in their chests could not be discharged from their bodies.

The whole body was shrouded in turbid air, which made people uncomfortable.

It should be a clear night sky, but it felt like it was covered by black clouds.

The white of the Bernabeu was about to be completely swallowed by the black of Manchester City.

There was no hope, no vitality.

Three goals behind.

The total score is five goals behind!

Six minutes, hat trick!

The game was evenly matched, but after that crazy woman ran a lap on the field and showed her butt, the world went out of control! !

The child is crazy! ! !