"Messi, who was running with all his strength, was actually quite fast."

Compared with the top group of speed strikers, Messi's overall quality is quite outstanding in terms of confrontation.

When he rushed all the way with the ball, Walcott and Alexander Song quickly surrounded him. At the same time, Sarnia firmly implemented the professor's arrangement and began to move closer to Messi.

Don’t give your opponent one-on-one chance. If you want to be careful, you will be deterred.

"The three of them joined forces and Messi had to slow down. His position was a bit awkward."

Messi finally realized his situation by bringing the ball to the area near the left sideline in the Arsenal midfield, but he didn't seem very panic.

"Put the ball close to the sideline, Messi maintained the angle of holding the ball, pulled the ball away from Walcott's foot, directly hit the ball on the opponent's leg, and went out of bounds, and Barcelona got a front-court line ball."

Continue to keep the ball in his own hands, and observe that Messi, who has not had any idea of ​​forcibly spending his efforts to break through, has not been able to do so.

After creating the sideline ball, he continued to run directly along the sidewalk, and Mascherano behind him also ran over as fast as possible.

"Twist the ball directly! Messi turned around and wanted to stop the ball with his chest, Sania! He kicked it out, and the ball was kicked out of the sideline again."

The opponent's rhythm was interrupted again. This time, Sarnia quickly stumbled Messi after the ball went out of bounds, which made Mascherano no longer choose to serve here.

When the ball was thrown into the middle by him, Harvey, who was fighting against Alexander Song, failed to win. He was squeezed by Alexander Song and threw the ball away.

At this point, the overall weakness of Barcelona players' weak style seems to be emerging again.

"Alexander Song Li carried Xavi's pass, and the ball was passed to Xiaofa in a diagonal direction. This was Arsenal's counterattack opportunity. Xiaofa dribbled the ball and killed halfway!"

Before Liu Jianhong could say anything about Barcelona's failure in this attack, Arsenal launched their attack. Seeing Xiao Fa and the Gunners in front of him, everyone quickly pulled their attention back.

"The ball is constantly advancing, and Keita dared not rush to grab it rashly. He followed Xiaofa and moved continuously, and passed the ball to the left. A Feng got the ball and stopped! He squeezed away Iniesta and killed it!!!"

In sports wars, the Gunners' passing success rate and breakthrough ability are amazing in the entire Premier League and even in the European football world. They scored quite a few goals in counterattacks.

"It's fast! It's faster than Messi, no, it's obviously much faster. A Feng's big swing is like Kaka at his peak."

Seeing Liu Feng, who was over 1.8 meters tall, galloping on the court, riding the ball completely different from Messi's Lingbo microstep, the Gunners fans on the away game excitedly shouted.

"Maple! Maple! Maple!!!"

Under such a momentum, Liu Feng soon met his second opponent, Alves, who had intercepted him many times in the first half.

"The speed slowed down slowly, and A Feng met Alves, who was standing in a diagonal direction. If he wanted to continue to approach the goal, he had to deal with the opponent in front of him."

Seeing Liu Feng and Alves facing each other, Liu Jianhong felt obviously nervous.

"The right foot passes the ball, the left foot is the same, repeating it constantly, pushing the ball outward with the right foot!"

Seeing that Liu Feng wanted to kill from him with his speed, Alves quickly made a decision? He took a big step towards the direction where Liu Feng pushed the ball.

Then? The ball seemed to be joking with him? When it rolled to the limit distance that Liu Feng could control with his right foot, he jumped naughtyly and rolled to the left with a silence.

"Shake the oxtail! I didn't see it at all? A Feng's movements are very limiting? He passed the dumbfounded Alves? Haha? A Feng reproduced the famous skill of Barcelona's former core Ronaldinho at the Camp Nou Stadium."

Not only Alves was stunned? The Barcelona fans at the scene were also a little confused. They watched Liu Feng pass by Alves easily and easily? Then they smiled and buckled over to Bootsques, who was too fierce.

"It's so similar! Hahaha? The extremely natural extraordinary movements are like the elf on the court? A Feng's extraordinary life is getting more and more comfortable."

On the court? Already completely in his own state, Liu Feng's eyes were no longer there. After passing Busques, all he saw was the goal behind Pique who rushed over desperately.

"Take the ball with your right foot, stand on your left foot and hit the ball directly with your right foot!!!"

"Bang!!!"

Is the state coming? Then don’t bear it. Liu Feng has the unlimited right to fire in the frontcourt? In other words, he shoots as much as he wants, and no one can say anything.

"I'm just hitting Pique's face!!! The ball flew high above Pique's head, which was trying to block it, and it was actually a curved ball!"

"Swish!"

Valdes, standing in front of Barcelona's goal, saw the ball flying towards him. He thought the ball would definitely be hugged by him, but he discovered the change in the angle of the ball the next moment.

As the changes get faster and bigger, until.

"The net was raised behind Valdes, and he witnessed the goal like a wooden man. The goal was made!!! Perfect arc ball, perfect outer instep!!!"

"roar!"

Turning around and rushing to the stands of his expedition fans, he slid down. The sharp-eyed Liu Feng saw Piacenza's teammates sitting in the front row of the stands.

"Captain!!! Beautiful job!!!"

"Brother Feng is awesome!"

Gansuo and Wu Lei stood up and kept waving to him. Sitting next to them were Cassia, Scarpelli and others.

And in the stands above them, the dazzling five-star red flag flew up again at this moment, and the never-absent Chinese fans followed Liu Feng's footsteps from London to Catalonia.

"A exciting goal, A Feng broke through layers of obstacles before this goal. First, Kaka and Ronaldinho, he had too many superstar characteristics."

Liu Jianhong recalled the goal just now, and his heart was turbulent.

"But he shows even more than anything. He is our super maple, and he is a unique existence!"

“Beautiful job!”

On the court, the game time had just arrived fifty-two minutes. The Gunners' players surrounded Liu Feng in the middle and kept rubbing his hairstyle.

Arsenal's crazy celebration continued, and the embarrassment and silence became Barcelona players again.

The score equalized, and for Arsenal, he had already scored two away goals. This scene made Barcelona players suddenly recall the thrilling scene of the last round of the Champions League.
Chapter completed!