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Li Chu strode forward!

Busquets rushed forward, Li Chu slid his left foot over the ball, and at the same time, his body turned in the air, and when he landed, he gently pulled the ball with his right foot!

Marseille turn!

Li Chu used Zidane's dribbling skills again!

Although Busquets guessed Li Chu's move, he still failed to defend it!

Li Chu, who passed Busquets, accelerated again and exerted his speed to the extreme!

Barcelona's defense line shrank in frantically, leaving only Alves to follow Benzema to prevent Li Chu's pass!

Now everyone's eyes are on Li Chu!

Mascherano, Pique and Montoya directly surrounded him!

Mascherano and Montoya were on the left and right, and Pique was at the last embankment.

Facing the two fierce men, Li Chu lightly moved the ball to the right with his left foot and avoided Mascherano's outstretched foot.

Then, he touched the ball with his right foot again and used the arch of his foot to pull it inward.

He dodged Montoya's steal again.

Finally, he poked forward with his left toe and passed two people directly!

Fried meatballs!

Facing the last Pique, Li Chu used the Marseille turn again!

However, this time the Marseille turn changed direction, which caught Pique off guard!

Benzema had already run to the left side, leaving all the space in the middle to Li Chu!

Now there is no one in front of Li Chu!

Smart Benzema and Li Chu kept at the same level to prevent offside.

Alves could not give up marking Benzema and turn around to defend Li Chu.

If he did so, Li Chu would lightly kick it sideways and it would be a one-on-one!

Assisting is what Li Chu is best at!

Valdes left the goal and he could not care about Benzema next to him, so he left it to Alves to defend!

Balvez rushed towards Li Chu with great momentum, and stretched his arms as wide as possible to expand his defensive area.

Li Chu swung his right foot back with a large swing, and it seemed that he was going to shoot!

Valdes immediately floated down, ready to block Li Chu's shot with his body!

But Li Chu was just a fake move, and he knocked the arch of his right foot lightly, and passed Valdes with the ball!

Valdes flopped on the ground, trying his best to stop Li Chu.

But it was in vain!

After passing the goalkeeper, there was no more obstacle in front of Li Chu, and he used all his strength to shoot the ball into the goal frame!

The sound of the ball hitting the ball was very loud.

Bang!

Li Chu put all his emotions into this shot!

The football flew into the goal with a whistle!

"GGGGGOOOOOOAAAAAALLLLLLLL!!! ... Valdez fell to the ground!"

"Finally, facing the empty goal, Li Chu made a powerful shot!"

"Real Madrid 4:3 Barcelona! Li Chu scored a winning goal!"

"96th minute of the game! Li Chu scored a winning goal! A winning goal!"

"From the backcourt to the midfield and then to the frontcourt! Li Chu showed us a crazy one-stop performance!"

"He passed five people in a row! Including the goalkeeper! Finally, he shot!"

"Li Chu gave us an incredible performance!"

"The soldiers were scattered and the bows were broken, and the tiger's might was defeated. He broke through the siege alone!"

"This is Li Chu! This is the Overlord of Chu! From hanging by a thread to killing the opponent!"

He Wei and Zhang Lu on the side hugged each other crazily. This was the first time in history that a Yan country player had such a shocking performance!

Even if he was fined, he had to celebrate in the live broadcast room!

The director couldn't care less and celebrated crazily in the backstage!

"Fuck! I can't sleep tonight! Who can sleep with this!"

"Is this really our Yan country's player? I am not dreaming!"

"Chu Bawang! Chu Bawang!"

"I knew this game would be exciting! But I didn't expect it to be this exciting!"

"From tiki-taka to drive the whole team forward, to finally delivering a beautiful assist, to single-handedly disrupting Barcelona's defense! Li Chu can do anything!"

"That's right! He can do anything!"

"When Messi sent a through ball, Li ChuLike Xiang Yu, he was surrounded by enemies on all sides! But Li Chu fought his way out! He fought his way out of the siege alone! "

"Victory belongs to our Real Madrid!"

On the field.

After Li Chu shot the goal, he rushed to the sideline, took off his clothes, and held them high in front of him with his back facing the fans of Camp Nou.

Real Madrid, No. 8, Li Chu.

I killed you, in Camp Nou!

The fans wanted to boo Li Chu, but their vocal cords seemed to be blocked by something, and they couldn't make any sound.

They could only let their tears flow.

The Real Madrid players also rushed over frantically and hugged Li Chu!

Casillas also ran from the goal like crazy.

When Messi sent a through ball just now, his heart almost stopped.

But Li Chu saved everything!

Not only did he steal the ball, but he also created a goal directly!

From hell to heaven!

"Li! You are God! You are God!"

"Single-handed! You saved Real Madrid!"

Real Madrid players hugged Li Chu crazily one by one, lifted him above their heads, threw him into the air and caught him again and again!

Zidane couldn't help but rush to the field and hug his players.

This was an incredible lore!

And the Barcelona players all collapsed on the ground, unable to believe what they saw!

Five people couldn't defend one person!

The last time I saw such a single-handed performance was Messi, but now Messi is on his side, and the other side performed such a terrifying scene!

Neymar sat on the ground in a daze, looking at the celebrating Real Madrid players.

The through pass just now was just a little bit away from him. As long as he caught the ball, it would definitely be a goal.

But he didn't catch it.

He could only watch heaven turn into hell!

Messi was the only one who didn't fall down. He looked at Li Chu with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Li Chu just now was like Maradona, passing the ball from the backcourt to the final goal!

Most of the Barcelona fans stood up and left the field. They didn't want to suffer here anymore and didn't want to stay for a minute.

But no one blamed the Barcelona players. They all performed very well, but there was a God on the opposite side.

At the last moment, it was God who was playing in the No. 8 jersey of Real Madrid!