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Chapter 878 Liu Feng! Liu Feng! Liu Feng!

"Chelsea! Chelsea! Chelsea!"

The booing of the gun fans was suppressed by Chelsea fans with more people in the next moment, and people's eyes were focused on the players who were facing each other at the 12-yard distance.

"Shh!"

"Lampard assisted and shot! The ball is in!!!"

There are really few players who want to find a bigger heart than Lampard in the entire Premier League. In a duel like penalty kicks that tests psychological quality rather than testing skills, he undoubtedly can put great pressure on his opponents.

Before Szczesny could even make a save, the ball had already rolled into the goal from the left.

"boom!"

The shouts at the scene turned into great cheers, and the entire ceiling of the Stamford Bridge was almost overturned by Chelsea fans.

Lampard, who scored the goal, gave Hazard a hug. Although the goal took a lot of time, the result was good after all.

However, the Blues captain still remembered the scores of both sides. They were not as simple as one goal behind, so he soon rushed into the Gunners' gate and carried the quietly lying ball out.

"Oh~, after the goal, Lampard quickly called on his teammates to return to the position quickly. Obviously, a goal was not enough to satisfy the veteran."

This was the 82nd minute of the game. Chelsea scored a goal and narrowed the gap into one. The remaining time was enough to make several attacks. Countless Chelsea people began to get excited.

Although the game has become different from the refreshing revenge battle that many Blues fans are looking forward to, at least don't lose at Stamford Bridge.

"Okay, brothers, it's not worth our heads down, we'll return to the position!"

Liu Feng witnessed the whole process of Lampard's goal outside the penalty area. After the goal was born, he also walked to the goal position and touched Szczesny, who was a little frustrated.

As the Chelsea players left them with a blue back, he realized that he had to motivate the team's morale.

"We came here to win the game. Now the initiative is still in our hands. Don't you want to give them some good looks?!!!"

"think!"

"Then do it!"

Running to the serving point, his hands kept rising from bottom to top. As the captain, Liu Feng has worked very hard to complete the task of mobilizing the atmosphere of the players.

As for the professor, he quickly scored on the sidelines and made a substitution after this goal.

Aguero was replaced by Walcott, who had been warmed up in full form, but Alves, who had a yellow card, was replaced by Macon, and Rosici replaced Ganso, who had completed his mission perfectly in this game.

"Arsenal directly completed all substitutions, and their bench thickness made their strength not at all even after the substitution."

Benitez on the sidelines looked at the professor's substitution and his eyes were red.

Although Chelsea has signed many outstanding players while waving checks in recent years, it is still a bit worse than the many young geniuses that have been trained by the Gunners and signed by many places.

In this substitution, Chelsea chose to replace forward Torres and midfielder Marin, who replaced Dembaba and Oscar respectively.

The appearance of these two players has not brought much increase to the Blues, and it is a relatively regular substitution.

"Shh!!!"

The referee's whistle sounded over the court again, and the game opened again. In the last ten minutes, neither team wanted to turn it into garbage time.

"Arsen took the ball, and midfielder Rosici controlled the ball. This player is very good at delicate pass control."

Replaced Ganso, who likes to hit the ball quickly and replaces Rosici, who is slow and rhythmic. The professor's plan is very clear, which is to use the team's pass control to drag Chelsea to death in the last time.

The ball had already reached Rossiki's feet. Facing Torres, who had just made a very excited appearance, he turned around and pushed the ball to Wilshire on the left. Wilshire took the ball and attracted enough Chelsea players before taking the ball again.

You pass me and I receive it. Even if Chelsea directly pushed the ball up after the start of the game, they could not stop the ball for a while.

Everything was moving in a normal direction, if Rosici hadn't seen Liu Feng's hiding gesture across the half when he took the ball again.

Just when the midfielder started to control the ball, Liu Feng and Neymar, who had taken the ball, had already plunged into the heart of Chelsea's midfield. They were in the same movements and separated, making Chelsea's rear players dare not act rashly.

However, after several players pressed the Gunners' midfielder's ball but failed to get it, the Chelsea players were obviously anxious, and their formation was pressing forward again.

Then, the next scene came.

"The ball comes to Rossiki's feet again. He has a lot of shots. Oh, push the ball forward and follow up and pass it up!!!"

"Swish~"

The ball flew through the air and passed the ball with a big foot before he even crossed the half. This somewhat subverted the Chelsea players' understanding of Rosici, and Benitez on the sidelines were also a little confused.

In his opinion, such a pass is tantamount to sending the ball to the opponent.

However, is this really the case?

"Liu Feng!!! The left foot pad is under the ball and let the ball fly up again. He killed from the right, and Cahill who attacked was directly overwhelmed!"

No one could see clearly how Liu Feng appeared in front of the ball, and he could only say that his running position was really mysterious but just right.

When Cahill was passed, he was desperate inside because he knew too well what kind of defensive layout was behind him.

"Gently remove the ball and walk in front of me, and meet Azpilicueta head-on. The bicycle movement and change direction to the right, fake movement! Liu Feng's shoulder swayed to deceive the opponent and broke through from the left!!!"

Everything happened too quickly and quickly. Cech in front of the Blues' goal did not have time to decide whether to attack or not, and Liu Feng had already brought the ball to him.

When he saw Liu Feng's knees and his whole body shaking with irregular pendulum movements, the experienced Chelsea Sir was completely blind.

"Chehe lost himself and directly attacked and chose to pounce at Liu Feng's feet. He hit it~, empty door!!!"

At this moment, Zhan Jun's voice was completely hoarse, and his voice reached the ears of every fan who was guarding the TV through the microphone, making everyone excited.
Chapter completed!
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