Vol 2 Chapter 790: Blood Slaughter Dragon, advance to the final!

"Figo, a 37-year-old veteran, scored Inter Milan's first goal."
"Tianyou Inter!"
"It is said that there is an old family. If there is one treasure, now there are two treasures in Inter Milan."
"Even Figo can score, can Inter Milan not reach the final? With three goals, Porto can score three goals in Meazza? This is impossible!"
Just 9 minutes into the opening, Meazza Stadium went crazy.
"finals!"
"finals!"
"finals!"
Inter fans are calling for the final.
Hearing this loud voice, Mourinho's shoulders were shaking and there was a trace of excitement. He couldn't help looking up at the stands, and the blue and black team flag was waving in the wind, so he was very happy.
Yes,
finals.
Mourinho nodded slightly, but smiled.
It is not yet time to celebrate, Inter Milan still need to score, only when the game is over.
However, in the VIP stand, the Inter Milan president has been unable to control the excitement. The white Moratti has been with the high-level Barbara around him. This is no longer like a valuable chairman, but a watch for decades. Old man of football.
He is just an old Inter Milan fan who has been waiting for 45 years.
In 1963, it was Inter Milan's second time in the Champions League final. It has been 45 years since then. How many years can there be in life? Most people don’t have two...
That year, he was 18 years old and had just grown up. He saw Inter Milan win the second European championship in team history.
Today, he is 64 years old.
It took 45 years to wait for a Champions League final, a Champions League championship, this is his love for Inter Milan, just like his life partner.
Laughing at the moving place, his eyes were actually wet...
The battle on the field continues,
Porto made a threat again in the 14th minute. Hulk shot forcibly in the middle, but was once again broken by Materazzi's bottom line. Today Materazzi's marking is very tight on him. Even if Hulk gets the ball, he Hulk also didn't easily make a shot.
Porto got a chance to attack the corner, but after the corner came out, Adriano, who was back, actually pushed the ball out.
"Even Adriano is back, this is an attitude!"
"This attitude will continue throughout the game, unless they end!"
After losing this opportunity, Porto was once again caught in the repression of Inter Milan. Thornton attacked on the left and made a collision with Stankovic. He firmly hit the Porto near the bottom line and also got a corner kick. Figo takes the left corner, Adriano jumps high and shoots sideways in the middle!
call,
The ball is higher than the beam.
"Huh, this kind of shooting depends on Dong Fangzhuo."
"Adriano is still a little..."
Adriano gave thumbs up to Figo, saying that the ball was great.
It didn’t take long for Inter Milan to make a comeback. Dong Fangzhuo received a pass from Cambiasso near the mid-circle arc. He immediately passed the ball to Figo, and then the whole person ran quickly to respond, as if it was his midfield. At the site, after easily getting the ball back, Dong Fangzhuo did not hesitate to push the ball to the left rear of Porto. Stankovic directly swept the middle and the ball passed the goal! No one touched the ball.
Cruz, who was not timely enough, shook his head vigorously, and he was very annoyed to miss this opportunity.
"Wow, Dong's foot pass is really good! It penetrated the opponent's defense line at once."
Coutinho sat next to Balotelli and couldn't help but praise. He has been learning with Dong Fangzhuo, passing is his key learning skill.
"Is it good for me to pass?" Balotelli glared at him.
Coutinho quickly moved his position to the right. Although the two were sitting next to each other, the gap between the two sides was a bit large.
Coutinho still has shadows, who knows when Balotelli will pounce on him again, and must keep a distance from him.
"Your kind of pass is different from Dong's. His pass can tear the defense line instantly. Your kind is to pass the defense line and then pass. The two have no meaning at all."
"Itchy skin, right?" Balotelli rubbed his palm, and Coutinho's body moved to the right a little more...
"Not looking."
"..."
The offensive rhythm of the two sides began to accelerate. Although Porto has no advantage in the frontcourt, only Hulk is on his own, but the number of midfielders has an advantage, so he quickly pushed the ball to the frontcourt, but after the frontcourt, they just There is not much way to do it, and you can only continue to fall, but Inter Milan's defense line is always kept very compact, and they are not given an opportunity.
Ten meters outside the penalty area, they can tackle tackles, but they won't be able to do it afterwards.
Hulk could only withdraw the ball, but Materazzi stared at him like a ghost, and this time stuck in front of him again. The depressed Hulk kicked Hulk directly from behind, anxiously. The referee immediately showed him a yellow card for the game.
The set ball came out and it was Inter Milan's turn to organize the attack. Cambiasso and Feige fell two times, but Dong Fangzhuo suddenly started in the middle of the road and raised the degree. Cambiasso felt the skill. The ball was pushed to him.
I saw Dong Fangzhuo leading the ball with his left foot, quickly buckled to the right, and then took a step forward, throwing out a fried ball again, two players on the road in Porto were instantly broken by Dong Fangzhuo.
"Pretty!"
"Awesome!"
Dong Fangzhuo's breakthrough moment won the cheers, but it was not over yet!
Uh,
A blue and black phantom appeared in front of Porto's big penalty area. Without waiting for the preparation of Porto defender Alves, Dong Fangzhuo turned his right foot to the left and pulled the ball into the left side of Porto's big penalty area!
Immediately, he took another step forward, so that all opponents who tried to stop him could not keep up with the beat.
Sweeping his left foot to the right, the ball was quickly pushed to the middle.
Cruz didn't miss this time, he pushed the ball directly with his right foot.
"Cruse!"
"Cruse!"
"Crouse scored the second goal, 2:o, Inter scored 4:o ahead of Porto!"
"Today's Dong Fangzhuo is too brave. In just 24 minutes of the opening, he mobilized an attack and completed an offensive. He alone upset Porto's backcourt. No one can stop him. Dong Fangzhuo who doesn't score is even more terrible. !"
The players of Porto are as dead as they are. They have almost no room for resistance. They still had a little hope before the match. As a result, they were beaten and disabled by Inter Milan in less than half an hour. They had no chance to jump!
o:4 Behind, the ghost believes that there is hope in the game...
Even the expression of despair is gone on their faces, how can there be despair in the dead game, and the rest of the time is just finished...
"Porto is no longer able to resist, but there are more than sixty minutes to play. What direction will the game look like?"
Dong Fangzhuo quickly told everyone the answer. After the game restarted, he continued to run hard. For him, this game is not just a semi-final, it is not just a promotion!
"That kid,"
"There is no need to fight like this?"
Looking at Dong Fangzhuo on the court, constantly asking for the ball from his teammates, and pushing the Porto defense like a bulldozer, everyone thought that Inter Milan is now the one behind.
"Dong Fangzhuo wanted to score!" Huang Jianxiang saw through Dong Fangzhuo's mind at a glance.
"How could such a wonderful game lack goals?"
"It's just that he's so fierce, what to do in case of injury, Porto's players are now losing their eyes, he still has to be more relaxed..."
Dong Fangzhuo certainly knows that, so when he was about to approach the opponent's defensive player, he passed the ball instead of continuing to force the ball to break through.
But his movement was more positive than before. After passing the ball, he ran to his teammates and asked for the ball back.
Yes, the purpose of his passing is just to avoid the opponent's defense!
He played quite smart.
What can the Porto players do? As soon as you get close, he will pass the ball out, not even giving you the chance to foul!
In the 34th minute, Dong Fangzhuo teamed up with Cambiasso on the right side of the penalty area and kicked a violent volley to the goal. Poor Alves blocked the shot before blocking the ball.
However, Dong Fangzhuo's performance did not stop. In the 43rd minute, he distributed the ball to Figo on the right.
"Ah! Figo, beautiful!"
Figo's bravery is a master of the game. In the three-man defense, a series of dazzling dribbles broke out. The Porto players were not stumps, but in front of Figo, they seemed to be half a beat!
Figo suddenly knocked the ball back to the middle near the bottom line. This time, Dong Fangzhuo was no longer in front of him to block the shot.
He took a shot at the far post, and the ball flew towards the upper left corner of the goal with a smile!
"The goal is scored!"
"The goal is scored!"
"Dong Fangzhuo finally scored, the 13th goal!"
"3:o, Inter Milan scored 5:o ahead of Porto. Porto was beaten back to the Stone Age. They couldn't stop Inter Milan's crazy attack!"
Dong Fangzhuo waved his fists and ran to the stands to celebrate ~EbookFREE.me~ He was angry, but he hadn't completely vented.
The first half of the game ended at 3:o.
"Boss, give me another 2o minutes!"
In the locker room, Dong Fangzhuo asked Mourinho.
Mourinho glanced, but shook his head.
"I understand your mood, but please leave your anger in the final!"
Dong Fangzhuo was ruthlessly replaced, Mourinho did not meet his wishes, wouldn't he want to vent on Porto?
But Mourinho is even more worried about his violation, and in case of injury, will he still play a hair in the final?
The suspense of the game is over, he firmly replaced Dong Fangzhuo.
Porto has been defeated, and there is no need for him to leave Dong Fangzhuo on the court to increase the risk of injury.
Moreover, Dong Fangzhuo’s teammates did not disappoint him. Then in the 66th minute, Stankovic easily intercepted the ball from the foot of Fushile and urged the left to counterattack. Yasuo detained the goalkeeper in the penalty area and hit the empty goal, 4: o!
In the 9th minute, 37-year-old Figo actually passed Rolando in the penalty area, and then was tripped by Fochlet in the penalty area. The referee pointed to 12 yards. Figo made a penalty kick and 5:o!
Beep,
Beep,
Beep,
"The whole game is over! Inter Milan slaughtered Porto with a total score of 7:o, and reached the final of the 2oo8o9 UEFA Champions League!"
"Their final opponent will be the winner of the Spanish national derby!"
"The final will be held at the Olympics in Rome, Italy on May 27, 2oo9!"
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