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Chapter 289 The Last Threshold

When the warm-ups of both teams were all over, the fans in the stands of Emirates Stadium gradually calmed down. In less than half an hour of warm-up, they had already outputted too much power.

As for the players on both sides, both Arsenal and Atletico Madrid were a little nervous after returning to the locker room.

The result of the 2-2 draw in the first leg of the two teams has proved that they both have the ability to eliminate their opponents, but they also have the possibility of being eliminated by their opponents accidentally. When the game is about to begin, it is fake to say that they are not nervous.

So, Simeone and Wenger both started their final conversation after everyone had a short break.

"This is our doorstep, and you will fight for our fans!"

"Our fans are all looking forward to our victory, waiting to welcome us in Spain."

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"Don't be afraid, don't retreat, just like you defeated your opponents on this stadium countless times, bring out your potential!"

"Arsenal is a strong team, but that's all. We have proved this with our actions. Now, it's time to kick them out and create our own glory!"

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"Are you ready?"

"Go to fight, brothers!!!"

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“BOSS is ready!”

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

In the short but infectious speech, Wenger and Simeone's styles were different, but they also achieved their goal. Looking at the passionate players in front of them, both coaches nodded with satisfaction.

Everything that should be said and everything that should be done has been done. The tactical arrangements were deduced countless times before the game. In the end, the one who decided to win this game was destined to be the group of players fighting on the field.

So, the coaches of both teams then retreated and handed over the remaining time to the players themselves.

In the Arsenal locker room, the players first started chatting lively, and then they couldn't help but calm down. In the end, everyone's eyes were given to their own captain and team soul Liu Feng.

Yes, at this moment, everyone thinks that Feng needs to say something.

Liu Feng naturally stood up without hesitation. He glanced at his teammates standing in the middle of the locker room.

“We had a great season – well ~ that’s a little bit short.”

He didn't have much excitement to start. He even joked with his words. After the atmosphere in the locker room was relaxed, he continued to speak slowly.

"Our opponents are very strong, I think everyone knows this very well. I am still very unhappy when I tied the game until now! Yes, very unhappy!!!"

The tone began to become intense, and the prelude to the game was officially sounded at this moment.

"It's time now. We have the opportunity to tell them how big our strength gap is, and we also have the opportunity to prove to everyone that the accident in the first round is just an accident."

"We worked hard one season after another and won countless championships. Now, there is only the last threshold left. Step over, reach the finals, and then defeat the opponents that are unknown to create our miracle. Are you ready?"

"It's ready!!!"

"Arsenal is invincible!!!"

"Roar! Invincible! Invincible!"

The atmosphere of the entire locker room reached its peak the next second, and at this moment, the door of the locker room was knocked.

"Out!"

With a move opened the door, Liu Feng was the first to break out of the locker room, and the other Gunners followed behind him.

"CCTV! CCTV! Good evening, everyone, viewers. Welcome to the second leg of the 2013-2014 European Champions League semi-finals Arsenal's home match against Atletico Madrid. I am commentator He Wei."

CCTV's broadcast team had already prepared in the best position in the Emirates Stadium. He Wei's voice, as the live commentator, rang out after the two teams followed the referee into the stadium in a fierce manner.

At the same time, cheers from fans from both sides in the stands were also heard. Atletico Madrid fans were about 10,000 in this game, and they could make some noises, but when Arsenal fans roared with all their might, they could only be drowned in the sound waves.

On the stadium, two teams with no hostility in the players' passage began to shake hands and exchange memorials. Accompanied by Kang's passionate Champions League march, the two sides completed a group photo before the game.

"Okay, Liu Feng and Cork came to the referee, and both sides used the captain's rock-scissors to decide on the right to kick off and the right to play."

With a simple rock-scissor, Liu Feng won, and he made a quick decision to choose the kick-off. After all, they were 442 and were the main task of this game. They were still in control of the ball, using the team's skillful ball-control skills to master the rhythm, and then determine the advantage in fast break and fast hits. This is the professor's main tactical intention.

Soon, Giroud and Liu Feng stood in front of the kick-off point, and the ball was steadily put down.

As the players on both sides stood up again, the referee began to proofread the time for the last time. When the second hand arrived on time, a long whistle sounded over the Emirates Stadium.

"Shh!!!"

"The game begins! Giroud launched the ball. After Liu Feng received the ball, he gave the ball to midfielder Gansu. Gansu passed the ball to the right. The ball came to the feet of the young player Hames. In this game, Arsenal set up a 442 formation. They attacked from left to right in red and white home jerseys."

"Boom!!! Oh oh oh ~ Arsenal! Arsenal! Arsenal!"

As Arsenal began to control the ball, the gun fans in the stands began to cheer, and for a moment, the drums and singing in the sky were voluntarily, and the battle between life and death officially began.

On the stadium, Arsenal did not choose to attack after taking the ball. Facing the opponent's close position and the already prepared cloth bag defense, several midfielders chose to control the ball near the midfield line.

This gave He Wei time to introduce the starters of both sides. After quickly introducing the eleven Arsenal team, his eyes were on Atletico Madrid.

"In this game, Atletico Madrid ranked 442. Diego Costa and David Villa formed the team's double striker in this game in terms of their forward arrangement."

The two forwards were astonishingly fast and kept pressing the Gunners midfield, while He Wei's eyes continued to read down the lineup arrangement.

However, at this moment, the Gunners' offense suddenly accelerated.

"Ganso kicked the ball! He stuffed the ball into it. Atletico Madrid's halftime, Wilhel got the ball and distributed it to Liu Feng, who was receiving the ball in the middle, and Arsenal launched an attack!!!"

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