Chapter 60

Sweden's offense is still very sharp, but the Chinese team's defense is also very tough.

The two sides fell into a stalemate for a while.

Forsberg always deliberately provokes Yi Le, but Yi Le ignores it, and often doesn't even have the desire to look at him.

This makes Forsberg look like a dancing clown.

However, Forsberg's provocation was not without effect, he did arouse Yi Le's desire to win.

"That number 10 in Sweden is always provoking Yi!"

Assistant coach Madaloni said.

Lippi responded lightly: "Don't worry about him, Yi will take care of these problems."

"But we can't let him continue to interfere with Yi like this. Do we need Zheng to protect him?"

"unnecessary!"

Lippi's answer was unusually decisive.

He looked at the Chinese team's running position under Yi Le's command, and said with piercing eyes, "Do you really think Yi will be fooled? Provocation is of course a common method in the arena, but for this, he lost his own strength." The position is not enough, especially as a midfielder!"

"Did you know? 100% principle!"

"what is that?"

Although Madaloni has heard of tactics, this is the first time he has heard of this.

Lippi smiled and said: "This is a concept I summed up! In European football, 90% of the top European teams that can play their own strengths are the top European teams, and 80% are the Champions League teams. Few teams can 100% to bring out its full potential.”

After a pause, he said: "Perhaps the former Barcelona team and the current Paris are an exception!"

"Why is Yi's worth so high? This is something that is tacit to every head coach. Think about the Millwall, Tottenham and Paris games. On the premise that only Yi has a personnel change, the whole The style and rhythm of the team will be completely new."

Hearing this, Madaloni stroked his chin and pondered for a moment.

He has watched a lot of Yi Le's game videos. As Lippi said, with Yi Le on the field, his team can often perform better.

Every player is like playing chicken blood,

Excitement will not work.

Some time ago, Tottenham's South Korean star Sun Xingmin played very hotly. Many people linked Sun Xingmin's excellent performance to Yi Le, saying that it was the confidence that was fed by the ball.

Madaloni disagrees. Although there is a certain amount of ball feeding, there is also Sun Xingmin's own talent.

If there is no talent, no matter how strong Yi Le is, he will not be able to raise the upper limit of a player.

He can only let...

Thinking of this, Madaloni froze for a moment, then his eyes widened suddenly, and he turned his head to look at Lippi.

"Dude..." Madaloni murmured.

Lippi grinned with confidence.

Throughout football, there have been many types of midfielders.

Croyff, Zidane, Xavi, Pirlo, etc., they all retain their own characteristics. Some are good at commanding, some are good at attacking cities, some are good at passing. It can be said that they all do well in a certain field. To the limit.

Their talents are naturally commendable, but why is it that only Yi Le can be touted to such a high level.

Many people will say that it is grades or luck. The gold content of two consecutive Champions League titles is too high.

But it is understandable that Paris won the Champions League by luck, after all, it is a Galacticos.

But what about Tottenham?

It was Yi Le who alone lifted the entire team to the Champions League final and stood on top of Europe.

After integrating the information of many football workers and head coaches, they came up with a shocking answer.

In other words, Yi Le's own special talent!

100%

A player like Yi Le can give full play to his team's strength 100%.

This is an extremely terrifying ability.

Lippi doesn't know how Yi Le did it, but that's why his net worth remains high.

No matter which team it is, the running-in period and inadaptation are their natural enemies.

Even if the Galaxy Battleship is formed, sometimes there will be embarrassing phenomena such as position conflicts and inconsistent player attributes.

But the role of Yile is like a lubricant, kneading a group of gears perfectly, so that the whole team can burst out with 100% strength or even... 120%

 …

In the arena, Yi Le's spirit was extremely concentrated. He observed the form on the court and also observed his teammates.

If you look closely, you can see his lips trembling slightly, as if he was muttering to himself.

"Brother Hao's left and right feet are uneven, and the sense of space is insufficient. If the position is stuck, it may cause the problem of leaking the ball. It needs protection!"

After Yi Le finished speaking, he stood five meters behind Hao Junmin and echoed each other from a distance.

This trotting position ruined Sweden's plan to attack from the right.

"Uncle Zheng's single defense ability is very good, but his weakness is reaction!"

Yi Le continued to mutter, and then shouted: "Brother Mei, block the outside line!"

"clear!!"

Mei Fang yelled, and then stepped forward. At this time, Klaasson just overtook from the outside line. After breaking through Zheng Zhi, he bumped into Mei Fang.

"Damn it!!" Klaasson hurriedly pulled the ball away.

Sweden's attack was once again defuse.

This made the Swedish players more impatient. Their offense was ineffective, which made them feel a little headache. They didn't know what went wrong, but they just felt that the rhythm of the game was being controlled by a pair of invisible hands.

This feeling is really uncomfortable!

Zheng Zhi quickly returned to the defense to fill his position, and at the same time gave Mei Fang a thumbs up.

The two looked at each other and smiled, but subconsciously looked at Yi Le in the middle.

Seeing Yi Le constantly shaking his head and moving around made them feel absolutely at ease.

They know that in this team, there is someone who may understand themselves better than themselves.

At this moment, Zheng Zhi's eyes suddenly blurred, and Yi Le, who was running diagonally, suddenly turned around, turned back and ran, and directly killed Forsberg.

At this moment, Ekdal happened to pass the ball.

The power of the pass was not great, and Forsberg was waiting to catch the ball, but a figure suddenly appeared in the path of the ball, stretched out his foot and directly intercepted it.

Seeing this scene, the Swedish player's heart skipped a beat.

Oops!

"Yi Le!! Beautiful interception!!"

Yi Le's interception was really beautiful, but it wasn't over yet. He looked up and looked forward. Most of the people were in the Chinese team's half, and only Wu Lei was stuck in the opponent's defense.

And Wu Lei has already turned around and started.

A smile appeared on the corner of Yi Le's mouth, and he secretly said: The running position is as good as ever!

boom! ! !

Without further ado, Yi Le supported the ball with his left foot and slammed his right foot towards the ball.

The ball pierced through the entire Swedish defense like an arrow.

Yile brand scalpel through ball appears again!

The Swedish players raised their hands for offside, but the referee did not blow his whistle.

The timing of Wu Lei's running and the timing of Yi Le's pass are very subtle.

It was hard for the referee to judge whether it was offside. He looked at the line referee for the first time, but the line referee didn't have any intention of raising the flag.

Seeing this, the referee comprehended, he moved his hands forward, and a sharp whistle sounded.

Beep! ! !

The offense works!

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