Football No. 10: God's Perspective

Chapter 288
Have a basin of cold water in your pocket.

Trident, Super Galaxy Battleship.

Who would have imagined that in the first half, when they had the initiative to overwhelm Atletico Madrid's offense, it was Real Madrid who conceded the first goal.

This made the chessboard of countless Real Madrid fans empty.

"What trident? 1+1+1 is less than 3."

"Is Wang Po no longer miraculous? If I hadn't seen a guy wearing the number 10 in white, I would have forgotten that there is such a player."

"Qi Xuanzong's bastard nature has been exposed."

"It is estimated that Frentino in the stands is about to jump off the building and vomit blood. After spending such a large amount of money, the three strongest people in the world are all gathered here, and they kicked like a bird. It really makes people laugh."

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All kinds of hotline networks are full of cynicism and insinuation against Real Madrid, and even some Real Madrid fans can't help but swear.

The huge cost whetted everyone's appetite, but with this situation, this score, and the fact that they were rivals in the same city, to be honest, in this half, Real Madrid did not see the spectacle and dominance that the Galacticos should have.

On the contrary, it is still an old problem, a big colander in the back line.

locker room.

"What? You are the one who is under the most pressure? You look at the Internet, it seems that I am the one who is scolded the worst, and all of you are wronged by each of you."

This is Zidane's first game in the third time as coach of Real Madrid. Seeing the dejected looks of the players and touching his own slippery and bald head, the Frenchman actually started talking and laughing.

The smile didn't matter, and the other players began to grin with joy.

The atmosphere was a little different, and the quiet atmosphere was broken by this smile.

"Ahem" Seeing that the players' mentality was a little relaxed, Zidane picked up the tactical board to testify and exhort some detailed tactics.

Sitting in the locker room, Wang Po secretly gave Zidane a thumbs up. Zhiwei saw that not only as a player, but also as a coach, Zidane is an amazing figure. Otherwise, he would not have won the Champions League three times in a row. Do you think it is really luck?What a joke.

"Don't worry, the first game is just a training match, it's not good, see?" Zidane patted his chest as he spoke, "Those people on the Internet who scolded me didn't scold you, what pressure is there?"

"Oh, by the way, review reminder, if you don't know how to kick the ball, then hand the ball safely to our No. 10 foot, and there will be no problem." Seemingly remembering something, Zidane added with his arms around Wang Po's shoulder.

Immediately, Wang Po and Zidane looked at each other and smiled. They were really drunk with this French head coach.

"Fight, Real Madrid."

The difference from before the debut was that this time, it was Wang Po who shouted the slogan, and the team members gathered together, shouting and cheering together.

"beep"

The second half of the game begins.

Aggressiveness, fighting spirit.

Real Madrid seemed to wake up in the second half, and it was completely different from the first half. Every confrontation was more fierce, and every pass was more directional and clear.

Come, come, don't need to wait too long, Real Madrid's first goal of the new season finally arrived 4 minutes after the start of the second half.

Full-back Leon made a pass from the bottom. Under the defense of Atletico Madrid defenders Correa and Kondogbia, Haaland couldn't find a chance to shoot at all.

Already ready.

No one noticed that Wang Po, who was partnered with Kamavenga as a midfielder, actually appeared in this place.

Danger.

When he saw that the place where the second penalty fell was actually Wang Po, Simeone was dumbfounded, and his heart skipped a beat.

He realized what was going to happen next.

Yes, that's right.

Has entered the range of Wang Po, did not wait for the ball to land, aimed, volleyed, and the ball scored.

With a rapid sound of breaking through the air, the ball pierced through Oblak's ten fingers.

1:1.

Wang Po scored Real Madrid's first goal of the season with his signature shot.

Although the game so far, the score, and the scene have made Real Madrid fans dissatisfied, such a super wonderful goal by Wang Po still attracted the shouts and applause of countless Real Madrid fans.

There was thunderous applause.

The counterattack was launched.

For Real Madrid, this is just the beginning, and now is the time period for the real super galaxy battleship.

Show time.

In the 67th minute of the game, Mbappe accelerated in a straight line from the side and threw off the defense, and passed the inverted triangle to Wang Po who was inserted in the back row.

Come again?

Atletico Madrid's defensive players who had lost the ball did not dare to neglect. Almost at the same time, three players went to block Wang Po's shooting angle.

Assuming a true pass, Wang Po's toe slightly poked someone, and passed the ball to Harland who was ambushing in the penalty area.

Great Demon King, come.

The unreasonable body directly bounced Kondogbia away, and that posture was quite the feeling of Drogba crushing Senderos back then. He swung his left foot and volleyed.

Pressing the small penalty area line, Harland's strength, tsk tsk.

Oblak's reaction speed is also fast, the finger touches, but this shot is a bullet.

The ball went in, and Oblak poked his own finger, screaming continuously, and it took a long time for him to recover.

2:1.

Real Madrid completed the overtake.

Do you think this is the end?

Super Trident, only the veteran Mbappe did not score, how can this be?

In the following time, Wang Po single-handedly provoked a large number of Real Madrid's midfielders and completely controlled the ball. A through ball more than 60 meters away directly pierced the defense of Atletico Madrid, which was pressing on the attack.

The French runner was not polite at all, speeded up, passed the goalkeeper Oblak who was attacking, and scored an empty goal.

3:1.

At 79 minutes into the game, Atletico Madrid completely lost hope of winning.

The head coach Simeone on the sidelines had a blank mind, gave up passionate command, sat on the bench with a gloomy face, and watched all this quietly.

The core gave up, and Atletico Madrid lost their fighting spirit.

How does this work?Can you defend Mbappe?Great Devil Harland, can you stand it?Wang Po, one of the strongest in the world, want to guard against him?Please, stop dreaming.

It's impossible, it's impossible.

Killer, Wang Po's pure killer.

Even if there is no suspense in the game, even if Atletico Madrid has basically let go of the game.

However, Wang Po was still going all out, and the game entered the stoppage time period. Assuming a super-realistic fake action, he fooled the goalkeeper and the photographer, and then accelerated in a small range and rushed into the small penalty area.

4:1.

Tonight at the Bernabéu was fantastic.

(End of this chapter)