Chapter 153 Real Madrid's Disaster Is Coming

"He still hasn't changed at all!"

Torres sighed with emotion.

After Yi Le left, Torres also returned to Atletico Madrid on a free transfer, took off his jersey and retired permanently.

Throughout his career, the hardest thing Torres will forget is not Liverpool.

It was the time at Tottenham.

The place that brought him back to life, the boy who brought him back to his peak.

After two full seasons, Torres had to admit the fact that he was getting old. The whole family returned to Spain, and today they came to watch the Champions League semi-final at the invitation of their friend Harvey Alonso.

Harvey Alonso looked at Yi Le on the field, tsk-tsk smiled and said, "It's a bit like when I was young."

Torres replied unceremoniously, "He is much better than you!"

It was said that Harvey Alonso was a little embarrassed, he was just joking.

Even though he was arrogant, he didn't dare to compare Yi Le with himself.

Harvey Alonso is not a midfield master, let alone the title of 'number one'.

However, Yi Le was awarded the honor of Europe's No. 1 midfielder with his wonderful performance in this era.

Although somewhat controversial, this is the opinion of most people.

After all, Yi Le led the team and won too many honors, and his best player every season is a strong proof.

Looking at the changes in the field, Harvey Alonso nodded and said, "The rhythm is completely controlled by Yi."

Torres laughed and said, "This is Yi, you haven't played with him, so you don't know, when you are around him, you will have a sense of urgency, and you will involuntarily follow his rhythm to play and run with his pace. "

"When I was at Tottenham, every training game was played like a game, because Yi always gave people the feeling that he was playing a game, which led other people to come in."

Harvey Alonso couldn't help but wondered, "Isn't this very tiring?"

"Yeah!" Torres nodded, then smiled and said, "But it's very fulfilling!"

"Who do you think will win?"

Torres said without hesitation, "Paris!"

"I bet on Real Madrid!"

"Just wait and see."

Ten minutes later, Real Madrid launched a defensive counterattack.

Taking advantage of Paris Saint-Germain deep in the hinterland, Casemiro counter-robbed the ball and passed it directly to Modric.

Modric stuffed in a Yile's iconic through ball, which was directly ahead of Ronaldo's single-handedly.

Facing Buffon, Ronaldo unhurriedly pushed and scored another goal.

"the second!!!--"

The Spanish commentator excitedly said "Cristiano Ronaldo,

This is the Real Madrid superstar who beat Paris Saint-Germain alone! "

"Now, we have recovered the score, but the first half is not over yet, and now both teams are at the starting point.!"

"The real war has begun!"

In the stands, the Real Madrid fans cheered.

Xavi Alonso laughed and said, "Look, what did I say?"

Torres's expression didn't change at all. He watched Yi Le run towards the coach's bench, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help cracking, and said, "No, Real Madrid's disaster is coming!"

"Boss, we're going to attack!"

Yi Le ran to the sidelines and shouted frankly.

If it was someone else doing this, Boas would have already started spraying.

This is blatantly provoking Boas' majesty.

But Yi Le's status in the team is there, and he is Boas's lover. It is impossible for him not to respect Yi Le's opinion.

Moreover, Boas also felt it.

Relying on a weak defense against Real Madrid's double striker, this road will not work.

Sure enough, Paris had to be reckless.

"Yi, you go to play central midfielder!"

Boas said very bachelorly, "Leave the defense to Kanter and you join the offense. In this way, you will be under a lot of pressure, but I believe you can resist the pressure."

Hearing this, Yi Le's eyes lit up, he seemed to be attacking a long time ago.

"We'll score!" Yi Le promised.

Boas patted Yi Le's shoulder vigorously, as if he had returned to the time in Tottenham, he grinned and said, "Come on, just like before, kill this game!"

Real Madrid scored two goals in succession, which put the pressure on Paris Saint-Germain.

They urgently need a goal to expand their advantage.

The French commentator Miches analyzed the situation on the field. He said, "Paris needs to attack. They are not a team that is good at defense. Paris' advantage lies in offense. Letting them play defensive counterattacks will only limit most players. Ability."

"Although we have Mambappe, who is fast on the wing, he has not yet grown to the point where he can carry the team forward alone. Now what we can count on is still Yi or Neymar."

During the explanation, Yi Le in the arena walked towards the midfield, and saw him settle down and explain a few words to Kanter, and then directly tied near the middle circle line.

Seeing this change is undoubtedly an offensive signal.

It is easy to understand Paris' offense, and Yi Le's position change is a very clear signal.

And now Yi Le has come to the position of central midfielder, which means that Paris' tactics have changed.

And saw this scene.

The Parisian fans in the stands were also excited.

That's right! It's time to kick like this!

Just do it!

What kind of defensive counterattack is played, and the counterattack is played directly!

Nowadays, Paris fans have been injected with a violent factor. Under the hot and aggressive attack of Paris, they gradually become extremely irritable.

The game restarts.

Cavani took the ball, this time he skipped Yi Le and passed it to Kanter.

Kante is passing the ball to Marquinhos, pouring the ball down the defense, attracting Real Madrid's striker and midfielder.

Seeing the infiltration of Real Madrid, Marchinhos directly made a long pass to find Yi Le.

Yi Le stood on the opponent's ribs and had a physical confrontation with Casemiro.

Watching the ball fall, Yi Le stepped on his feet lightly, flicked his ankle, and passed the ball to Mbappe, while he quickly turned around and sprinted to separate himself from Casemiro.

Mbappe also understood very well. He touched the ball and passed it back to Yi Le again.

"Yi has entered the penalty area!" French commentator Miches stood up and shouted in surprise.

But as soon as he entered the penalty area, he encountered a strong enemy.

Ramos blocked Yi Le's position.

Yi Le controlled the ball under his feet. He naturally wanted Ramos' thoughts, so he didn't kill the ball, but made a breakthrough when he was close to the bottom line.

Ramos stood up quickly, but did not stick out his feet.

It's just that in the next second, Yi Le's toes were frivolous, and the ball passed over the top of Ramos' head, and Yi Le made a gesture to touch it from the left.

Ramos saw himself about to be shot.

He just sits on the horse with his waist down, the ball passes, you pass!

The two slammed into each other, and Ramos felt the huge force on his shoulders, his feet were off the ground, and he fell into a squat.

His eyes widened, a little in disbelief.

Casemiro once complained about Yi Le's strong body. At that time, Ramos also mocked Yi Le's fragile body.

But it wasn't until this moment that he realized that this guy's body was really strong.

Of course, Yi Le is also uncomfortable, and Ramos is not so easy to deal with.

After Yi Le was hit, he fell to the ground, but he stretched his hands forward naturally, and crawled forward with his hands and feet.

Before Varane, he stretched out his right foot as much as possible, and his whole body quickly turned into a horse. He stabbed the ball and completed the task of crossing.

Once here, Yi Le's mission is complete.

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Whether it's Cavani or Neymar, just run in place.

So, can they run into place?

In the parallel line of sight, Yi Le saw two blue and black figures shoveling out of Real Madrid's white defensive belt.

Both are aiming for the ball.

The expressions of both of them were very ugly, and Neymar was even more hideous, poking the ball with his toe.

Before Cavani, he poked the ball in the front point.

"ooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

"Neymar!!!"

The small number of Paris fans at the scene were also crazy.

They were chanting Neymar's name.

After Neymar scored, instead of celebrating the goal, he ran to Yi Le and pulled him up.

Afterwards, the two clapped hands and hugged each other.

"I knew you'd be there!"

"I know you will be able to complete the cross!"

After the two finished speaking at the same time, they froze for a moment, then looked at each other and smiled.

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