The biggest fanatic in football

Chapter 712 The true son of destiny!

[Negative sentiment from De Bruyne, +666!]

After watching the fourth goal conceded in the locker room, Ding Ding couldn't restrain his frustration.

He noticed a detail:

When he had just raised his right foot and had not touched the football, Lee Polo had already turned around and started charging towards Manchester City's half!

what does that mean?

From the very beginning, Lee Polo predicted that... De Bruyne's corner kick would be blocked by Chelsea players!

At this moment, De Bruyne's self-confidence suffered an unprecedented setback!

[Everyone says that I have the same vision as the eyes of the sky, and I can clearly see the situation on the field in the midst of rapid changes, but... the real eyes of the sky are right in front of me!]

[How on earth did this guy predict the game situation several seconds in advance?]

【He...is the real son of destiny, right?】

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"Navas attacked, Hazard moved in a wide range, and Lee Polo broke in alone. Chelsea turned Manchester City's offensive opportunity into its own goal with only three players!"

Zhan Jun casually boasted about Chelsea’s cooperation:

"Hazard's seemingly casual sideways pass found Lee Polo who had already moved forward. Is this the tacit understanding between two top superstars?"

"..."

Zhang Lu, who was sitting next to him, finally shook his head after thinking for a long time:

"This goal should have nothing to do with Hazard."

"As long as Hazard doesn't kick the ball out of the sideline, Lee Polo can catch up with the ball!"

Zhan Jun couldn't help but laugh:

"Zhang Zhi, if the King of Football Players hears you say that, he will be very sad!"

Zhang Lu waved his hand and responded with an upright face:

"I'm just telling the truth!"

"Even if Hazard stands in front of me, I have to stick to my point of view. 99% of the credit for this goal belongs to Lee Polo alone!"

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"Our defense was not very good today and gave the opponent too many opportunities..."

In the visiting team's locker room, Cudicini was summarizing the shortcomings of the first half.

Li Polo was lying on the massage table in the corner, enjoying the extra-hour service of the beautiful physiotherapist, making dull sounds of "humming" from time to time.

Chelsea Club is wealthy and has always had an excellent tradition of hiring beautiful employees. Manchester United, Manchester City, Liverpool and Arsenal cannot compare to this.

But sometimes, these beautiful employees will become invisible bombs in the locker room...

For example, before Mourinho dismissed get out of class, various gossip tabloids even revealed that the beautiful team doctor had provided voluntary overtime services to many Chelsea players...

Cudicini's speech ended, and there was a brief silence in the locker room.

Li Poluo opened his eyes and coughed:

"I was absent for more than ten minutes in the first half, which led to a decrease in the pressing intensity in the midfield and frontcourt, and also made other teammates bear too much pressure on me. I will make up for it in the second half. If not necessary, Eden and William can

All focus is on the offensive side."

Azar and William nodded happily.

——The biggest superstar in football takes the initiative to assume the defensive task, what else can they complain about?

Li Polo turned to Rudiger again:

"Man, did Aguero play too relaxed in the first half?"

As the old captain Cahill gradually faded out of the main lineup, Rudiger became Chelsea's new defense leader. After hearing Lee Poirot's criticism, he lowered his head in shame.

He didn't dare to talk back to Li Polo, or say:

"Aguero is a top striker. No one can completely freeze him. You said it so easily... Just go ahead!"

You really can't say this nonsense.

Because Lee Polo can switch to center back at any time!

Li Polo just criticized him and turned to Kanter:

"N'Golo, the Belgian (Tintin) is still yours, the Brazilian (Asuka) and the German (Gundogan) are left to me and Cesk."

Kanter nodded vigorously with a serious look on his face.

Fabregas, who was named by him, was stunned for a moment:

[Brother, what can I do to defend these two strong men, Fernandinho and Gundogan? 】

He was about to complain, but he immediately reacted:

[Brother doesn’t want me to feel left out, so he’s showing off his merits to me on purpose!]

[Actually, the eldest brother can kill the two guys on the opposite side by himself! 】

[My greatest function is to stand in the VIP viewing area and cheer for big brother!]

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As Li Polo's number one younger brother, Fabregas's analysis does make sense.

When the second half started, Lipolo completed the restriction on Gundogan and Fernandinho alone.

It is impossible for him to fight one against two and completely prevent Manchester City's two midfielders from touching the ball, but as long as they dare to advance towards this area, they will fall into a muddy swamp.

On the other side, Kante, who did not need to be distracted, also made De Bruyne feel huge helplessness. The French midfielder stuck to his body like a piece of brown sugar. Not to mention sending fatal passes, even if he wanted to bring more

Every step is difficult!

The midfield was close to paralysis, and Manchester City's offensive threat was immediately reduced by more than half. Chelsea gradually took control of the initiative on the field and began to launch an offensive into the home team's penalty area.

In the 51st minute, Sterling broke through Moses from the left and was blocked, so he could only pass the ball back to the center. However, before Fernandinho could reach out to catch the ball, he saw a dark blue afterimage blocking him in front of him.

Passed the ball!

"Tsk!"

Fernandinho subconsciously wanted to make some interference, but Li Polo did not touch the ball at all. He just kicked the ball to Cesc Fabregas and ended the touch.

With no one watching, Fabregas stretched out his bow and arrow, and used the most comfortable posture to hoist the ball to the left wing 40 meters away!

Hazard, who was sitting back and waiting, stopped the ball with his chest and controlled the ball in one go. He first sprinted 20 meters along the sideline, then continuously moved the ball with his feet and then made an emergency stop and change of direction + lateral inward cut!

Just like Robben's area, the striker also has his own green channel on the left side of the penalty area!

Li Poluo, who was sprinting at a faster pace, suddenly slowed down.

He watched Hazard sway away from Walker and Laporte from 20 meters away, and then completed the final volley before Otamendi could get closer!

The ball almost missed the post and bounced into the net!

5:3!

Chelsea extends its lead!

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"Eden~~~Azar!"

Carragher shouted at the top of his lungs in the live broadcast room:

"Eden Hazard told the world with his outstanding performance that he surpassed the two players in a row that Chelsea is not the only superstar named Lee Polo!"

"Compared to Lee Polo's violent advancement that relies solely on speed, the Belgian king's passing method is obviously more technical and more pleasing to the eye!"

Neville was very unhappy with his behavior of stepping on and praising others, but he couldn't refute it.

After all, even Lee Polo himself has to admit that compared to his ability to dribble the ball in a small area, there is indeed a big gap between himself and Hazard...

But...that's not important.

Because next, Hazard strained his thigh muscle while sliding and kneeling in celebration, and was helped by his teammates to limp off the field...

Maybe God can't stand it, there is someone in the Chelsea team who shines more than Lee Polo!

Even if it’s just a goal!

Azar glanced at Li Polo standing on the center line, and felt a strong dissatisfaction in his heart:

[How come he can continue to play football after falling so hard, while I just slipped and knelt down and ended up injured?]

【Is this the real child of destiny? 】

【I’m so angry!!!】

[Negative sentiment from Eden Hazard, +777!]

(End of chapter)