Chapter 121 Hitting the Ball with the Heel

The confrontation between the two sides is still going on, even more intense than at the beginning of the game.

Paris Saint-Germain did not hesitate to run and sprint physically, hitting Bayern's defense again and again.

And Bayern is not to be outdone, they rely on a stable counterattack, rapid offensive and defensive transitions, putting enormous pressure on Paris' defense.

In the 43rd minute of the first half, Lewandowski was brought down by Kanter, and Bayern got a free kick in a good position.

Ronaldo stood at the penalty spot and kicked the ball out at the referee's whistle.

The angle of this ball is very tricky, and the trajectory is extremely strange, but because of the too demanding angle, it flew out by rubbing the club.

The goal was not scored, but even so, the Paris fans broke into a cold sweat.

They watched this game with fear, their hearts seemed to be tightly clenched, and they dared not breathe.

Both sides were attacking, and the whole game was dazzled, and even a pair of eyes could not see it.

They even felt that it was difficult to breathe, but their eyes were fixed on the court, unwilling to miss any details.

Paris' attack was fierce, but the goal was delayed.

Neuer can be said to be a god, he has blocked three very high-quality shots in Paris.

Faced with this kind of open goalkeeper, Paris is also a little exhausted.

Time passed a little bit, and in an attack in Paris, Yi Le was about to stuff a through ball as soon as he touched the ball.

At this time, a sharp whistle was heard.

The referee blew the whistle to end the first half.

Enter halftime.

Yi Le took a breath, shook his head helplessly, followed the pace of his teammates and walked towards the player tunnel.

 …

"The midfielder needs to support the defense more. If this continues, we will not be able to withstand the impact of Bayern!"

"The task of the midfielder is to attack. Now we are at a disadvantage. We need to attack, not defend!"

"But what if the score is expanded by Bayern? Our efforts will be in vain!"

"Damn! Didn't you see Bayern's defense? Are they going to support?"

"Hehe! Sorry, I'm not Kimmich!"

"I'm not being sarcastic!"

"But I'm stating the facts, Robben is going to smash me into a sieve! I can't limit him!"

There was a lot of noise in the locker room.

Perhaps the pressure of the game made many people feel irritated, and their quarrels have never stopped since they entered the locker room.

Everyone feels a mountain of pressure.

Bayern made them feel a sense of urgency.

The feeling of being unable to be defeated and dragged across is really terrible!

They understand that both sides are in a tense state now.

But the Paris players feel that if this continues, they will be the ones to collapse.

What if the score is expanded by Bayern?

Then it's all over!

Every Parisian player was quarreling with motivation. Yi Le and Neymar sat silently in the corner, and the two did not participate in the quarrel.

Mbappe lacks qualifications, seeing that the two big men did not move, he also chose to remain silent.

Boas and other coaches did not stop, but quietly observed, they understand that if they are forced to intervene now, not only will they not be able to stabilize their emotions, but it will only make things worse.

After an unknown period of time, the quarrel gradually became quieter.

Yi Le raised his head slightly, and saw that everyone's eyes were looking at him.

Thiago Silva stepped forward, patted Yi Le on the shoulder, and said, "Tell me!"

Yi Le looked blankly at Thiago Silva,

The latter said, "They trust you."

Yi Le got up, he looked around, and everyone was looking at him.

There was encouragement and trust in those eyes.

Although Yi Le is young, he has enough weight.

When encountering difficulties in Paris, the players' first thought was to pass the ball to Yi Le.

Because, they understand that Yi Le will never let them down.

"I just want to win the game!" Yi Le said softly; "Win this game!"

"Last year, when we were playing, you know what was going through our heads?"

Everyone looked at each other, how could they know.

But they are still very interested in the secret of the Tottenham team maintaining the state of the game.

"Play the current game well!" Yi Le stretched out his index finger and poked lightly, and said with a smile: "We don't think too much about things, such as bragging before the game, all kinds of messy things after the game, we will always think about it." How to deal with this game! As for the consequences? That's not what we should care about!"

"Victory deserves cheers and applause!"

"If you fail, you will be scolded. In fact, it's no big deal!"

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, do your job well, do what you should do, as long as you show your ability, then you have succeeded!"

"Guys! One more step and we're in the semifinals!"

"We're one goal away from the semi-final, we shouldn't be down here."

"I have a proposal, if you don't know what to do? Then pass the ball to me, and I will tell you how to play!"

Hearing this, the players in Paris grinned one after another...

"Ten minutes!" Marquinhos yelled: "We will try our best not to score for ten minutes, but you must score, so I won't ask you to retreat for support!"

Neymar stood up with a smile and said: "Ten minutes is enough, we will score!"

The others nodded and accepted the proposal.

Seeing everyone calm down, Boas knew that it was time for him to play.

He clapped his hands and shouted; "Okay, guys, do we know how to play in the second half?"

Kurzawa said viciously: "Damn it!"

Everyone agreed.

"Damn it!!"

 …

At the end of the intermission, the two sides changed sides to fight again, and the coaches of both sides did not make substitution adjustments.

The second half of the game has just begun, and the two sides launched a crazy attack again.

It's like two bulls panting heavily and competing with each other.

At this time, both Paris and Bayern understand that they cannot retreat, a step back will be an abyss, and morale and will will collapse.

Therefore, it is a tenacious will to fight.

Let's see who can't stand it first?

Paris' offensive momentum is very fierce, and Yi Le also began to make dribbling breakthroughs to reduce Neymar's pressure.

In the past, Neymar was the breakthrough player in the team, but in the first half he had been targeted by Bayern's defense, so Yi Le took the initiative to take the responsibility and began to replace Neymar to do his unfinished work.

Yi Le's breakthrough is not weaker than Neymar's, which is already well known in European football.

Many people say that it is not that Yi Le does not make breakthroughs, but that there is no need to do so.

But when he starts to break through, then be careful.

Because they have pushed Yi Le to a corner.

Yi Le changed direction several times in a row and directly knocked Martinez down. When facing Boateng, Yi Le immediately smashed the ball to complete the change of direction, as nimbly as a dancing elf.

Boateng clung to Yi Le tightly, trying to push Yi Le out, but he found that Yi Le's physical resistance was strong, and he was not pushed out by him, but pushed in by himself.

At this time, Yi Le's super personal ability was fully displayed.

He abruptly made a gap in the middle.

"Yi hit the penalty area, how will he handle the ball?"

The French commentator Miches shouted in surprise.

The old Monet was even more excited; "God! He is too strong, this is the value of Yi, a perfect super midfielder, not only can he pass exquisite passes, but his breakthrough is also extremely sharp!"

After Yi Le broke into the penalty area, he moved laterally and moved closer to the left, trying to naturally attract the defensive force to focus on the left.

And Neymar also slapped the horse.

Yi Le immediately made a gesture to pass the ball.

Boateng stretched out his foot directly to block Yi Le's passing angle.

But in the next second, Yi Le's feet dangled from the ball, swung past like a pirate ship, and then swung back to hit the ball hard with his heel.

"The heel pass!! The goal is.... the back point!!!!!! ――"

Miches and old Monet got up at the same time, shouting excitedly.

Under the attraction of Yi Le and Neymar, Bayern's defensive forces gathered on the left, that is, the front point, but there was a big gap on the right.

And there, Mbappe slapped the horse and volleyed fiercely against the ball.

boom! ! !

The ball hit the goal like a comet.

Neuer didn't even react in time. When he recovered, the ball was already beating in the goal.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

The entire Parc des Princes stadium boiled.

The crowd jumped to their feet, hugging each other excitedly, shouting 'Paris! Long Live' slogan.

"Mbappe scored!! He scored a crucial goal!!"

"But for this goal, Yi contributed even more. He led through Bayern's defense. He is too strong!!"

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