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Chapter 470 The stamina of the gunman

"Shh!!!"

The whistle at the beginning of the game sounded again, and the two teams' matches entered a white-hot stage as soon as the game began.

Arsenal, who was abnormal, quickly pushed out, and they were no longer passive in the midfield and frontcourt duel.

Ninety minutes later, the gap between the two teams was infinitely narrowed by physical strength.

Not to mention that the Gunners have just completed the two-ball reversal of the limit, and their mental state is enough to change a lot of things.

After the game started again, Manchester City's offense was still the same. Zhongzheng Pinghe's smooth progress made them not have much mistakes, but it was not amazing enough.

Mancini is qualified as an excellent coach, but he has never been remembered by coaches like Mourinho and Guardiola.

The important reason is that his football is not good-looking.

It is not the ultimate defense or the ultimate ball control. It is biased towards defense but still takes into account both offense. To put it nicely, it is both offense and defense, but often it becomes a different appearance after encountering opponents of the same level.

That's right, it feels like you can't become a martial artist.

"The offense was destroyed again. Such an offense can no longer threaten the Gunners' goal. Arsenal took the ball and launched a counterattack!"

Looking at the situation on the court, Liu Jianhong and Zhan Jun both clearly felt the changes in the situation.

However, the attack method adopted by the Gunners later made them a little confused. In people's impression, the Gunners who always play football in a very artistic way began to play the old tricks of the Premier League.

"Wilshire took the ball on the left, made a cross forty-five degrees, and a high-altitude ball was hung into the penalty area. Giroud! He was unable to withstand the ball in the crowd."

In the first attack, Giroud was unable to hit the ball under the control and interference of the defender. In the end, the ball was pounced in the crowd and pressed in his arms.

However, like the perseverance of Xiaoqiang, the Gunners' offense continued like this in the following time.

From Wilshire to Rosici to Ramsey, who also performed well in the offense, one can clearly see that the team's offense has really changed completely.

"This time it's A Feng! He hit the ball in the penalty area. Unfortunately, Toure's interference made his header slightly off."

In addition to such high-altitude passes into the penalty area to compete for the top, the Gunners also had other attempts in their offense, that is, the three-footed long-range shots completed by Liu Feng and Wilhel in just fifteen minutes.

Compared to Wilshire's powerful and heavy shots, Liu Feng's shot has always maintained that kind of cleverness. After he got the ball behind Giroud, he could always find a chance to shoot.

One of the two long shots was completed in the last minute of the first half of the overtime game. Pantilly rushed towards Liu Feng's shot in fear, but it was the crossbar who saved him.

"It's a pity, it's just a little bit short. Pantilimong's save could not touch the ball. A Feng almost rewritten the situation on the court."

With Zhan Jun's regret, the two teams ended the first half. Compared with regular time, the past fifteen minutes almost completely became the stage for the Gunners' performance.

The Manchester City fans at the Etihad Stadium were naturally quite dissatisfied with this. In addition to making huge shouts for their team in the stands, they began to boo while Arsenal attacked.

The Gunners naturally didn't care. They had experienced even greater boos than this, and such a small amount of pressure was not worth mentioning.

The midnight break in the overtime was even shorter. Wenger did not make any more tactical arrangements in the face of the players. He patted Liu Feng and Rosicky who were standing on both sides of him, leaving time for the players.

"Brothers, we did a good job in the first half. We worked hard in the second half and brought the victory back!"

As the captain, Liu Feng made a brief speech at the end, applauded vigorously and threw away the sports drinks in his hand. He then took the team to play again.

It has been a while since the heavy rain stopped. Apart from the wet court, people can no longer see the shadow of the heavy rain just now.

On the court, the players of the two teams who stood on the court for the last time were already out of breath and almost reached their limit.

Overtime is a huge loss of physical strength and spirit, not to mention a ninety-minute rain battle.

Next, it depends on who can reach the end.

After the second half began, the quality of the game began to decline significantly, and even Arsenal teams found it difficult to ensure that every attack was zero turnover.

Mancini has long changed Manchester City's way of playing. Except for Dzeko and Adam Johnson who still restrained their opponents' defense in the frontcourt, the other players have returned to their half.

"Arsenal launched an attack again. Starting from Ramsey, this player is one of the few players who are still not in a state of exhaustion on the court."

I couldn't help but sigh at the youth. The team under Wenger really has the advantage of the final team. The future of these young people is really unlimited.

"Two passes and one match, and passes the opponent's midfielder who raises his hand and surrenders. Rosici's shot saves Ramsey a lot of time."

As the midfielder advances, Giroud and Liu Feng have long since dispersed to receive Ramsey's passes that are possible at any time.

This moment was not too late. When the front guard rushed towards him, Ramsey pushed him with a steady and accurate kick.

"The ball was passed out. Liu Feng took the ball. In front of him, Yaya Toure, who had been following the defense, dribbled the ball forward~, took the lead in crossing the ball with his left foot, and his right heel was upward!"

"Swish!"

The distance was just right. The ball took off from behind Liu Feng at the moment when Toure rushed out.

A small rainbow passed by, and when the ball fell, Liu Feng just passed by Touren.

Pantilimun, who was standing in front of the door, was already nervous to the limit, and his eyes were staring at Liu Feng and waiting for his next move.

"Bang!"

The goalkeeper did not wait for a long time. Facing the falling ball, Liu Feng had no intention of waiting for him to continue to decline. When the ball came to the height of his chest, he directly raised his right leg and put it under the ball.

"Shot in the air! Hit the ball!!!"

It not only takes into account the speed of the shooting but also the weirdness of the ball route. Pantilimon and the Blue Moon fans on the scene were a little confused when they watched the ball fly high.

However, when the ball suddenly began to fall rapidly after reaching the commanding heights and hit him, Pantilimun knew that he had played.

"I didn't touch the ball! The ball fell down very strangely. A Feng shot the ball out of the elevator ball. The ball went in! In! In!!!"
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