Nothing is still honorable even if it is defeated, nothing can be achieved at this point.

The wealthy family has the pride of a wealthy family. Barcelona, ​​who is known as the Universe Team but has suffered a defeat in the European war for two seasons, wants to prove itself.

Arsenal, who is nicknamed as a down-and-out giant and has not been able to break through the quarterfinals for several seasons, wants to prove himself.

Both teams have their own sufficient reasons, but there is only one winner.

Then, all they can do is...

"Tear them apart!!!"

"roar!"

In the Gunners' locker room, Wenger sat back after saying the last sentence, and his sharp eyes swept across all the team members and stopped talking.

Every player does things that can stabilize his heart in the last time. For example, Liu Feng is wiping his sneakers very seriously.

Although the sneakers he gave him were solemnly placed in the showroom by him, the habit he had developed before could not be changed. After looking around, he stood up and looked at his teammates around him.

"Yeah~, everyone."

He stood up slowly. At this moment, Liu Feng had an indescribable aura. He spoke slowly, carrying the magic that convinced all his teammates.

"We will win, we will continue to win until the championship..."

The calm and unpopular declaration, Liu Feng's calm eyes swept across every teammate: "So, this game is just a small episode on our way to win the championship, isn't it?"

When Liu Feng finished speaking, he slowly sat down, his teammates around him were confused until Xiao Faran stood up.

"Feng is right. Our goal is to win the championship, and now we are just coming to the quarterfinals. In the game later, I think we can definitely win with our strength."

"Haha, I also think, I believe in Feng and myself."

The little tiger took over the conversation, and then one player after another took over the topic. Everyone commented on themselves, and everyone was excellent.

The nervous and suffocating atmosphere disappeared, and the overly tense Gunners finally relaxed at this moment.

"Bangbang, please enter."

The door of the locker room was knocked in such a relaxed atmosphere, and the Gunners who had taken off a layer of burden came out one after another.

"CCTV? CCTV, good evening, everyone! Welcome to the second leg of the 2010-2011 European Champions League quarter-finals Arsenal's home match against Barcelona? I am commentator Liu Jianhong!"

The warm atmosphere started with Liu Jianhong's momentum inspiring opening remarks. The fans who stayed up late in front of the TV waiting for the game all took a sip of strong tea or beer.

"So? The two teams have already played. Arsenal captain Xiaofa chose the kick-off for the team. In the last round of the fight? The two teams tied 3-3 at the Camp Nou Stadium? The Gunners gained an advantage with away goals."

The classic UEFA Champions League music, the group photos of the two teams, and the deafening shouts of fans did not make the game start a minute later.

After the last proofreading time? The referee directly blew the whistle to start the game.

"Shh!!!"

"The game has begun. Arsenal, wearing a red and white home jersey, launched an attack from left to right. After receiving A Feng's pass, Xiaofa directly gave it to Walcott on the right."

A windy start, a powerful assault? The direct speed of Walcott on the court caught Messi beside him off guard.

This time? Messi failed to become the team's first line of defense.

"Mascherano quickly moved to the little tiger's route, and Barcelona's formation is still quite compact."

As soon as the game started, people's breathing became unstable by the movements of the two teams? Although the little tiger holding the ball was radical, it was not vague at all when it was time to pass.

"It's been passed, the ball is towards Bentner. He is still making the ball directly under the interference of Xavi. Good guy, just be clear! The ball reaches A Feng's feet on the left, and he shoots the ball!!!"

"Bang!"

In the second minute of the game, in the heart of Barcelona's midfield, following Busquets and Alves, Liu Feng grabbed a gap and shot directly.

"The ball took off and ran towards the goal. Valdes's position was a little forward. The ball was too fast and he quickly chased back. The ball~~~~, Oh, it was still caught up. Valdes pushed the ball out at the last moment."

Unfortunately, this time, due to distance issues, Valdes, who was quick-responsive, did not follow in the footsteps of the goalkeepers who were easily shot by Liu Feng.

“Alas~”

The gun fans who almost took off and the Barcelona fans who almost exploded made a huge noise at this moment.

The game has only started for two minutes. Should it be so exciting?

"Arsenal won a corner kick from the right, and A Feng's shot fully demonstrated the Gunners' sharpness in this game."

On the court, Barcelona players began to quickly arrange corner kick defense in the penalty area.

Puyol, who won the start of this game, stared at Liu Feng with some of his defenses, and also Bootsques who pulled back from the midfielder. As for Bentner and the Tigers, Alves and Pique were also taken care of respectively.

The one-to-one or even most to one defense arrangement is very neat, and people cannot see any loopholes in Barcelona.

Under such circumstances, with the referee's whistle, the ball was driven high from the corner flag area on the right by Xiao Fa.

"The corner kick was taken and flew directly to the near point. Walcott ran out, headed the ball and passed it with the relay. This was an obvious tactical cooperation."

The series of long-lasting life is staged here. Gun fans who have always agreed that their team's average corner kick scoring ability is also the first time they have seen the team have such a fine corner kick cooperation.

But this effect is indeed immediate.

"The ball flew into the small penalty area, and a group of people rushed over. The scene was quite chaotic, and Barcelona's corner kick defense was completely messed up."

"Swish!"

Perhaps, the only thing that was not messed up was Puyol, who was guarding Liu Feng. He followed him closely until the last moment when Liu Feng ran too far.

Seeing the young player beside him pounced forward, he couldn't help laughing. Does this guy think he could get a penalty kick?

ridiculous.

However, his smile turned into tears in the next moment.

"The scorpion swung his tail!!! A Feng! He sent the ball into the goal!!! The ball is in! In! In! In!"
Chapter completed!