Lu Yin Silly Waist

Chapter 171 Supernova Mbappe

"The ball seems to hit the nose?"

Duan Xuan grinned, just now when he saw the facial movement, the ball hit the bridge of his nose, it hurt even looking at it.

Zhan Jun on the side also smiled wryly: "Yi Le's header is not his strong point, but his jumping ability is amazing. Did he jump one meter just now?"

Zhang Lu nodded and said: "It's definitely one meter long, and the movement is extremely stretched. I seem to see Ronaldo heading the ball, but Yi Le's is not good at heading the ball, so even if he hit it, he still couldn't score a goal."

Not only the Chinese commentators, but also the commentators from all over the world are talking about the bounce just now.

Although he failed to score a goal, Yi Le's terrifying physical fitness was fully revealed.

This is due to Yi Le's uninterrupted exercise, which makes his explosive power far better than others.

During the arena, Yi Le rubbed his nose and got up. Now the pain has eased a little, but he still feels the burning pain.

Wijnaldum looked at Yi Le strangely, and the latter also left with his head down in embarrassment.

Neymar found Yi Le, looked at Yi Le's red nose, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Yi Le sniffed and said, "It's okay."

"It was almost there just now."

"Ok."

Yi Le nodded in response. If his header ability was a little better, he would have scored a goal just now, but the problem is that Yi Le can't head the ball at all.

He just jumped up as much as he could and touched the ball, but he didn't control where the ball flew.

Yi Le wiped the sweat off his face. The intensity of this game was very high. Before halftime, Yi Le seemed to be fished out of the water.

Both Paris and Liverpool attach great importance to running ability.

The running distance in the half game has already surpassed other games in the Champions League.

Running is accompanied by the consumption of physical energy, which makes both parties uncomfortable.

But no one dared to relax in the slightest. They knew that once the morale of one party fell, the other party would definitely beat the dog in the water.

If Liverpool adopt a conservative style of play,

Yi Le will definitely suppress it crazily, and vice versa.

Both Yi Le and Neymar know what is going on now. There are 3 minutes left in the first half, and this time is critical.

In these three minutes, both Paris and Liverpool wanted to score and entered the second half with an advantage.

This will cause the two sides to frantically hedge in the next three minutes.

 …

Liverpool's goal kick, goalkeeper Alisson kicked it directly to Mane.

Mane did not stop the ball, but passed the ball to Salah on the right wing with a header.

Salah stepped forward with the ball and kept turning his head to observe the running positions of his teammates.

However, he didn't see that behind him, a figure was sprinting towards him frantically.

"Salah! Watch out!"

The screams of his teammates made Salah subconsciously want to turn his head.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of impact, and couldn't help but staggered a few steps, trying to protect the ball, but the ball under his feet was hooked away.

Yi Le actually retreated from the frontcourt to fight back.

"Yi retreated!" Miches shouted in surprise.

Klopp on the sidelines frowned, which should have been what he expected.

But at this time, he couldn't laugh.

Because when Yi Le retreated, Mbappe, Neymar, and Cavani directly took root in their own defense at the same time, preventing them from pressing forward.

And Liverpool's three midfielders did not react.

After Yi Le got the ball, he immediately felt refreshed.

He hasn't been able to handle the ball for a long time.

The ball is at Yi Le's feet, and his position is in his ribs. Liverpool is showing an offensive trend, and Paris' three forwards are already in place.

This is a good opportunity for a counterattack.

Yi Le didn't even observe, he directly kicked an angry pass, and the ball passed through the crowd like a comet, and plunged into the middle of Liverpool.

This pass has a lot of power and is biased towards the right wing.

There, Mbappe was starting at a high speed, and Robertson was left behind in two breaths. In the pure speed competition, Mbappe is not afraid of anyone.

The passing power is great, the ball is fast, but the placement is extremely accurate.

This is an irregular pass, similar to a shot, but with Mbappe's basic skills, the ball is still under control.

Mbappe adjusted a little and started again.

As he rushed towards the penalty area, he observed the running positions of his teammates.

Both Neymar and Cavani were level with the defense.

Yi Le has also rushed over.

So here comes the problem.

to whom?

In previous games, Mbappe relied somewhat on his two big brothers. At critical moments, he always chose to trust these two.

But the situation at this time told him that he could not find any passing angles.

Just as he was struggling, a loud roar came from behind.

Yi Le roared in French; "Killian, believe in yourself!!—"

This sentence made Mbappe's eyes light up.

Yes, believe in yourself!

At this moment, all he can do is believe in himself.

Before that, he relied too much on Yi Le and Neymar.

Compared with his teammates, he is more of an auxiliary role, using his own speed to sprint and break through, creating opportunities for teammates to attack.

But in the final, Paris could not allow him to play like before.

He has to take the responsibility, the responsibility of scoring goals.

He is a striker in Paris!

The mission of the striker is to score goals!

Yi Le has done everything to create such an advantage for them, and he doesn't want to live up to this assist.

And... he really wants the Champions League.

goal! !

do it yourself! !

At this moment, Mbappe's belief in scoring is so strong.

Sometimes, independence is not a derogatory term, it is a manifestation of extreme self-confidence.

Thinking of this, Mbappe no longer hesitated, his eyes became firm, he stared at the goal, his speed was even faster, and he swept directly towards the penalty area like a gust of wind.

"Mbappe! His speed is so fast, no! It's faster! God, he directly passed Van Dijk, who was outflanking, and he went in!"

Michez's voice was extremely excited, and the old Monet on the side also looked at the big screen without blinking.

At this moment, the eyes of all Paris fans are focused on this teenager.

They saw Mbappe's movement and stretching, raised his right leg high, and slammed it fiercely.

The ball rushed towards the goalkeeper like a cannonball.

At this moment, the Paris fans roared wildly in their hearts.

let me in! ! ! ! ! —————

In everyone's belief, the ball drew a strange arc in the air with a strong external spin.

Alisson reacted quickly. He rushed to the side, trying to drag the ball out with one hand.

The moment the palm made contact with the ball.

Alisson's heart skipped a beat.

The ball hit the glove, and jumped out with power and spin.

He... let go!

Alisson was terrified, he could only watch helplessly as the ball hit the goal post and then bounced into the net.

Swish! ! ! ! !

The movement made by Pi Qiu and the ball king.

The scene was eerily quiet for a few seconds, followed by an eruption like a volcano.

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

"Mbappe! Mbappe!!"

"The 19-year-old Frenchman took the pressure off in this moment and scored a vital goal!"

"In stoppage time in the first half, Paris established an advantage with this goal!"

"Great job, lads!"

"This is a golden goal, completed by Mbappe, because of this goal, we are one step closer to the championship!"

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