Chapter 563: Killer

It was the 75th minute, and the game was officially heated up. The flags on the stands were still dancing, and the song was still ringing... although the voice was hoarse.
Facing the general Schalke 04 of the iron barrel array, Barcelona has exhausted the whole body, various tactical routines, various tacit cooperation, various breakthroughs...
Finding a chance in a group of midfielders, to face two central defenders, you have to be careful of Sun Wu who is the thief behind them, and finally have to kill one of the world’s best goalkeepers, Neuer... even Barcelona. The "Space Team" is also extremely difficult.
But the Barcelona players did not give up. Since Matip and Hitzlsperger came off the bench, Barcelona has strengthened the long-range shot from the periphery.
"Alves... wonderful shot! Neuer made the same wonderful save!"
"boom!"
"The second goalpost is now, this is Iniesta, unlucky Barcelona...and a supplementary shot, it's best, best!"
"Pedro long shot...change line, dangerous! Messi...Oh, it was Sun Wu's slide tackle. This is the 12th time Sun Wu made the game, incredible super data!"
Sun Wu is very clear that Barcelona's long-range shooting is often a guise. Long-range shooting poses a threat, so that the other party's defense line is unconsciously loosened, and then the two ribs' breakthrough and the midfield's picking of various methods are useful.
It's been 80 minutes... Sun Wu knows clearly that he can't wait any longer, Farfan's physical fitness is not particularly good.
In the 82nd minute, Messi, who retreated, collided with Harvey and Alves to hit the wall continuously. Facing Westman and Matip, Messi quickly flicked the ball with his left foot and cut in from the right rib...
Another typical Messi breakthrough...
Sun Wu narrowed his eyes and stared at Messi, but the "God's perspective" in his mind clearly saw...Billa quietly retracted into the penalty area and took away Pecarrick, Hitzlsperger guarded the left rib stare Living in Iniesta, with little assists, Abidal quietly moved forward, ready to sprint...
"Leon Leon...Andres...Oh, the heel!"
The Spanish commentator for this game has roared half a dozen times and stopped abruptly... this time is no exception!
Iniesta at the corner of the big penalty area pushed away Hitzelsperger who tried to steal the ball. The right foot seemed to stop the ball. Suddenly the heel knocked, and Abidal accelerated rapidly!
Villa in the small penalty area retreated, while Messi rushed into the penalty area and rushed forward, Pedro appeared at the latter point.
At this time, Sun Wu, who made an accurate prediction, suddenly appeared on the ball's rolling path and grabbed the ball before Abidal!
"Sun Wu!"
"Sun Wu contributed to the 14th time in this game to make a goal!"
This is an adventure. If the ball cannot be successfully intercepted or the prediction is wrong, Villa and Messi near the small penalty area are likely to get a chance to face Neuer!
The shouts that had just risen from the stands dropped.
But the faint singing came from the square of Schalke 04 fans.
"Always best, best again!"
"When the score is stuck, when the situation is unfavorable, he will come forward!"
The singing became louder and louder, and Sun Wu on the field chased the ball like he had just charged up. This was his first tactical move forward in this game.
"He always brings victory to the Schalke!"
"Blue and white, he can do anything!"
Abidal's forward thrust left the left side empty, Mascherano, who was at the top of the waist, was the first to rush up, and Harvey accelerated to Sun Wu from the other direction...Everyone knew clearly, broke The ball counterattacked on the spot, what does it mean for the Schalke 04 penalty area without Sun Wu!
Guardiola on the sidelines felt dangerous...
Lannick on the other side clenched his fists hard, staring at the crooked Sun Wu who was hit by Mascherano...
"boom!"
As Pony brother collided again, the two fell to the ground at the same time...
Seeing Harvey get the ball over the two who are still entangled, the referee's cheek gang has swelled up, this is a tactical foul!
At this moment, Sun Wu growled, his left hand propped the lawn, his lower body bounced violently... At the moment Harvey was about to take the ball, Sun Wu's right foot slammed the ball not far away !
What about lying on the ground?
The same can send the ball to where it should go!
The cries shoved high, and the red square was like boiling water...
"Oh oh, it's best again!" Adam Simpson shouted: "He can't see anything, but he can always make the most accurate choice... This is a best counterattack!"
Everyone saw that the ball flew quickly in front of Cavani and Pique, flew to the left, bypassed Busquets, and landed in front of Farfan!
"Crush, Jefferson!" Sun Wu, who was crushed again by Pony, stared at Farfan.
At the moment when Sun Wu suddenly appeared outside the penalty area to steal the ball, Farfan began to move forward silently!
When Sun Wu rushed forward, Farfan started to accelerate...
Waiting for the ball to fly without warning, Farfan kicked off Busquets high-speed sprint!
"Good opportunity!" Zhan Jun roared: "2 on 2, Cavani and Pique, Busquets and Farfan..."
"Iniesta is chasing back." Zhang Lu's voice was shaking, "Slow, Farfan, this is..."
"It seems that I can't run!" Zhan Jun looked sadly at Farfan who was overtaken by Busquets.
Although his physical fitness was exhausted, Farfan still made a surprising choice. After returning to Cavani, the Peruvian started again, and the ball was thrown away from Busquets for the second time.
"Wearing...oh, this is..." Zhan Jun's roar stopped abruptly.
"Penalty! Penalty!" Sun Wu, who had just climbed up, ran to the referee, "I swear, this is a penalty, absolutely a penalty!"
"Best you go!" Harvey pointed at Sun Wu's nose. "In your own words, it's... you brought the telescope on the field?"
Chest tight with these words... Sun Wu froze and suddenly stretched his head forward.
Harvey withdrew his fingers alertly, staring fiercely at this fellow...and said that we are doing crooked ways, you are best at this kind of tricks, okay!
Patrick at the side of the court covered his face with his hands, and Sun Fei and Kristin in the stands couldn't afford to laugh...
At the pre-match tactical meeting in Barcelona, ​​Guardiola played a highlight... a variety of highlights that Sun Wu took advantage of by unexpected means. This was collected by Patrick.
"Well, to be honest, there was indeed no penalty." Zhan Jun coughed twice. "Falfan's physical fitness has bottomed out. The speed of cutting in is a bit slow. Iniesta's tackle is very accurate and there is no foul..."
"Unfortunately, this is the seventh connection between Sun Wu and Farfan in this game, and the most threatening connection." Zhang Lu regretted: "I don't know if Lannick will be replaced, Farr Fan's current situation...could be cramping at any time~EbookFREE.me~Finally, the referee crossed his hands to signal that there was no penalty, and Schalke was awarded a corner kick.
Farfan fell with his hands on his knees, so tired that he might fall at any time...
Guardiola on the sidelines watched the next door alertly, and Ranick stood there motionless, with no expression on his face, while Draxler, Hao Junmin, and Raul were all warming up.
"Josep, do you want to adjust?" Patrick whispered: "Although Obameyan did not enter the big list, Draxler is not slow, Raul once rushed to break the goal in the semi-finals..."
"Well, when the corner is over, let Mascherano go back and restore it."
After Guardiola drank his saliva, he regretted that he had adjusted slowly. As a result, Best guy seized the opportunity. If it wasn’t for Fan Fan’s physical exhaustion, Iniesta’s quick recovery, maybe it would really Lost the ball.
After arguing with the referee for a long time and failing to get a penalty, Sun Wu looked disappointed...a look of disappointment.
But Sun Wu immediately rallied, acting should not be too... too much, it is easy to cause suspicion.
"Jefferson, you go to the corner."
Farfan's eyes flickered, and he turned to look at Rakitic who entered the penalty area before pacing slowly to the corner.
Sun Wu raised his head and looked at the huge stand, as well as the various live broadcast rooms at the top of the stand...Countless fans and commentators will judge that Schalke 04 lost the best opportunity!
Schalke 04 is already the end of the crossbow...
Even after Barcelona fans counted on this corner kick, Messi made a long-distance attack and smashed Huanglong...
You guys think too much!
Counterattack is not a killer skill!
This corner kick is!
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