Vol 5 Chapter 107: Crazy Messi

This goal put Paris Saint-Germain back in control and also broke the expectations of Barcelona fans.
Paris is still the offensive team, especially Yi Le's play.
Barcelona fans don't know what to say, and their mood is extremely complicated at this time.
For two consecutive years, they all fold in the hands of Yi Le, this midfielder is ridiculously strong.
Messi stood on the court. He looked at his goal and shook his head helplessly, his hands on his hips, taking a few deep breaths. Messi turned and ran back to halftime.
After going back, Messi took the lead in finding Busquets, and he said, "Man, next, the organization will be handed over to you."
Hearing the words, Buscus was stunned, and Messi crouched down to start arranging his shoelaces, his expression very solemn.
Seeing this, Busquets understood.
Yes, the previous Messi didn't play that way.
At that time, they had Habai dual-core, when they had MSN.
Messi can make breakthroughs without any worries. Messi had only one task at that time, that was to score.
But now?
Harvey left the hand and Messi and Iniesta needed to fill the vacant position, which caused Messi's offensiveness to become relatively weak.
Fortunately, a few years later, Neymar and Suarez came to form the MSN striker combination and re-released Messi.
But Neymar was gone again, and everything seemed to be back to origin again.
After that, Iniesta also left, Messi began to carry the vacancies in three positions alone.
He needs organization, he needs to act as a fulcrum, and he also needs to score.
Yes, Messi is also human, and his energy is limited.
Barcelona stifled Messi's offensive while maintaining the system.
Busquets hasn’t seen him for a long time, a Messi who puts everything aside and focuses on offense.
Now, the meaning of Messi's sentence is self-evident.
Buscus took a deep breath and said: "We will try our best to withstand the pressure and pass the ball to your feet."
Messi nodded gently, and he slowly stood up, looking directly at the opponent's goal. The sharp eyes seemed to penetrate everything.
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"This goal has greatly improved the morale of Paris. Now that Paris has gained an advantage, as long as they play steadily, they may easily win the game."
Zhan Jun said with a smile, a little lighter in his smile.
On the side, Zhang Lu shook his head and said: "The characteristics of the tuberculosis Paris team, I think they will not defend. Paris has never been a team with a reputation for stability. As long as there is a chance, Paris will still choose to attack. !"
"Okay." Zhan Jun also nodded in agreement: "In this way, this game will become extremely exciting!"
The game restarted, Suarez kicked the ball back, and Busquets passed the ball to Rakitic after receiving the ball.
Rakitic returned again, wanting to seduce Paris Saint-Germain into his own camp.
And they did, but the price was that they had to resist the almost crazy persecution in Paris.
"Damn!"
After a fierce battle, Busquets passed the ball to Pique, looking at Cavani with some depression, and secretly said, "Why are these guys so aggressive?"
After Messi no longer withdraws the ball, the pressure on Barcelona's midfield is even greater.
But this is the key. If they want to win, they must withstand Paris' anti-robbing.
"Barcelona's playing style has changed." Zhan Jun shouted in surprise.
Zhang Lu also leaned forward slightly and said with a surprised face: "Messi no longer withdraws. This is a bit like the play in the Dream Three period, but this midfielder has some...can't stand it!"
Yes, Busquets and others now feel uncomfortable.
Faced with the crazy rush of Paris and fast-paced kicks, they behaved a little hard to parry.
However, everyone is clenching their teeth, and today Barcelona's midfielder can't do the same as before to support the frontcourt while controlling the rhythm and kicking out the smooth and fast Tiki-Taka.
Of course, if they are confronted with Paris' midfielders, the Barcelona midfielders will definitely say: Concubines can't be wrong!
But just passing the ball to Messi's feet, they can barely do it.
Finally seeing the Paris midfielder cross the center line, Barcelona passed the ball to Messi's feet with a few passes.
Messi suddenly speeded up when he touched the ball, killing him in a diagonal direction.
The breakthrough direction he aimed at was still on the right.
Marginhos was annoyed, this guy stared at his breakthrough?
But annoyance is useless. It should be broken or broken.
The continuous change of direction made Marginhos dizzy, and Messi also made several consecutive breakthroughs along the left road, which caused the Paris defense to face a severe test again.
At the same time, Zhan Jun also roared wildly: "Come! Come! Messi's breakthrough, Paris can't resist!"
Yile and others are also returning quickly, but in terms of distance, they obviously can't keep up.
Everything can only rely on the back line.
Tiago Silva is in charge of the defender and constantly interferes with Messi, trying to steal the ball.
But the ball seemed to stick to Messi's feet, and under his left and right, he came to the bottom line, and then quickly changed direction to complete the inward cut.
"Go in, Messi has entered the penalty area!"
At this moment, the Paris defense line is facing the enemy.
Navas even ran closer, shouting loudly: "Don't let him get up, guard him!"
Wagger rushed past quickly, but in the face of Messi, Wagger felt guilty, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree.
This is Messi! !
Under Wagg's careful defense, Messi will suddenly make a call for a breakthrough towards the right, Wagg's subconscious step, and then he sweats!
Oops!
"Breakthrough! Messi!!!"
"He is going to shoot!"
Zhan Jun and Zhang Lu both got up and shouted loudly.
At this point, Tiago Silva bullied himself, a fierce sliding shovel, and went straight to the ball.
The angle and timing of this sliding shovel are very good, and if you change it to other people, you can't react.
But Messi seemed to have been prepared for a long time, Messi picked the ball with a moment after passing Wag.
Messi, the pass!
The ball flew slowly towards the middle of the road, where Suarez plugged into the back row, and the ball facing the air was a head.
Uh! !
The ball penetrated directly into the goal and Barcelona succeeded.
After scoring a goal, Suarez raised his hands high, Messi also ran past with a smile ~EbookFREE.me~ and the scene was quiet, followed by an uproar.
what is this! !
Every Paris fan held his head, his face unbelievable.
Messi singled the entire back line, and Nima was outrageous.
Even Zhan Jun was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Well, this goal is Messi's personal show, this is really a horrible player."
In Barcelona, ​​the commentators are crazy.
"Messi! Messi! Messi! Messi! Messi! This is Messi!"
"It's crazy, he has unparalleled talent, this is Messi's personal show!"
"No one can limit Messi like this."
"Now we can announce that the advantage is back to Barcelona again, ha ha ha ha..."