At the last halftime of the league, the professor said less than ever before. He smiled as he sat in his seat and looked up at his disciples.

"Don't be nervous, you guys, you've done a very good job."

Without talking about the issue or talking about tactics, the professor clapped his hands to attract all his attention.

"In the second half, keep enjoying the game."

"clear!!!"

In the following time, the Gunners began to communicate freely, and everyone talked and laughed and threw the tension of the game behind their heads until the locker room door was knocked again.

As the captain, Liu Feng stood up again. He did not choose to use any slogan to motivate his teammates, because he had already seen the firm eyes in everyone's eyes.

"Set off!"

Pushing the door open and entering the familiar player channel, this is Liu Feng's second season here. He is already familiar with the environment, the air here and everyone here.

Smiling and nodding to the staff who looked at him with excitement, he took the lead and walked into the court.

"Arsenal! Arsenal! Arsenal!!!"

Cheers burst into his ears, and Liu Feng also vaguely heard his name amid the neat shouts of the fans. He looked up at the stands of the die-hard fans. Yuan Xiao, who was wearing his jerseys, was constantly waving the flag in his hand, and also entered Liu Feng's sight.

Waving his hand vigorously in that direction, Liu Feng clapped his hands and signaled his teammates to join the formation quickly.

"The two teams reappeared on the court, and both sides quickly stood firm. The kick-off in the second half was in the hands of Chelsea, and Torres and Lukaku stood opposite each other before the serve point."

"Shh!!!"

With a whistle, there was almost nothing to do before the start of the second half. After the referee blew the whistle in his mouth, he started running directly.

"The game started again. Torres returned to the middle after receiving the pass from Lukaku. Lampard controlled the ball in the midfield, and the Blues quickly opened up."

The formation and lineup of the two teams did not change much after the halftime break. After the restart, they still agreed with their own ideas of playing best in the game.

The Blues' possession continued for a while after the opening, and their first attack began to penetrate outward as Lampard escaped from the pressing.

"Torres got the ball, and he had Ramsey's close-fitting defense beside him. He pulled the ball and turned to the right and directly took the ball. Ramires on the right received the ball, and he slapped all the way along the side."

Turning from the middle to the right, neither Chelsea's two forward players were idle. After Torres passed the ball, he turned back and rushed forward along the middle.

As for another striker, Lukaku, he has been on the way forward. This young Belgian center is now called the Little Warcraft by many fans.

Both blacks have very similar physical speed and shooting. No one believes that Chelsea is not training successors for Drogba.

And the performance of this young player is worthy of his own title.

"Ramirez dribbled the ball and met Alves. He went straight inward and dribbled the ball towards the penalty area. Alves had already leaned on him. Continuing to dribble the ball was not a rational choice. Sure enough, it was passed~"

Zhan Jun watched the situation of Chelsea's advancement on the field in a flash. When the ball was passed from Ramirez's feet and flew into the gap in the middle of the Gunners' back line, his pupils dilated.

"Lukaku! He emerged from the new force and got the ball first. His murderous intention showed up. Mertesak quickly leaned over to interfere and chose to force the ball!!!"

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the ball flew high, flew high in front of Fabiansky's surprised eyes, and then continued to fly high towards the stands.

"Oh, I've been mad, and the interference from Mertesak made Lukaku not handle the shooting well."

Seeing this scene, both commentators breathed a sigh of relief.

The little monster is a little monster. It has not yet reached the point where Drogba can hit the ball into the goal with a single person on his body. This player still needs more training.

On the court, the caddie behind the goal threw the ball in his hand to Fabianski and turned around and climbed into the stands to find the ball. Fabianski was not in a hurry to put the ball on the small penalty area line.

"Chelsea's offense is still very sharp overall, but Arsenal's follow-up defense is also very good. The two teams are still full of energy in the second half.

With a dull sound, the ball was driven out by the goalkeeper, and the game came fifty minutes later. The game continued, and the fans' eyes continued to gather on the court.

On the Green Field, the ball flew from the backcourt into the midfield, and the middle players of the two teams also began to make continuous pressing and stealing here.

The last moment you had just rammed violently and broke the ball. The next moment my teammates intercepted the ball from under your feet with a tackle. Seven midfielders of both teams and the occasionally pulled back were involved in this hand-to-hand battle.

In these ten minutes, Arsenal did not gain any advantage. Their number of players and their main attack style in this game were not a fight with Chelsea and the midfielders.

So when Arsenal finally got the ball again in a series of chaos in the 65th minute of the game, they began to change their strategy.

No longer fighting with the opponent in the middle lane, he started to walk on two sides, the focus was on the left lane where Liu Feng and Alves were.

"Alves got the ball on the left. This is already the game where he has been involved in the team's offense. He knocked the ball over halfway through the game and had to mark him alone."

At this moment of the game, the coaches of both teams began to look back at the substitutes, but the scenes on the court did not attract much attention for a while.

However, in the gap after this fierce confrontation, the score changes came again.

"The body keeps touching and confronting each other, and the shoulders of the two were stuck together. Liu Feng pulled back from the frontcourt to meet him. The distance between them was getting closer and closer. A ball was given to Liu Feng who was close to the sideline."

"Bang~"

Facing his teammate's pass, Liu Feng moved the ball slightly to the point without pausing.

"The ball rolled diagonally towards the penalty area, and it was a straight pass, Giroud! He ran to the position, stuck David Louis behind him, and shot!!!"

"Bang!"

A perfect sound attack, when everyone thought Liu Feng and Alves would cooperate, Liu Feng's magic kick was an experience.

Giroud, who moved from the middle to the left side of the penalty area early, made a perfect blow against the ball rolling from the back of the left.

"The ball is in! It is in! It is in!!!"
Chapter completed!