big mouth ball king

Chapter 993 Will it be a draw?
The ball went to Messi's feet.

The Argentine dribbled the ball in front of the penalty area and suddenly gave it to Pedro.

Pedro faked a shot, which shook off several Real Madrid defenders, and suddenly, Pedro passed the ball to Messi.

This look was unexpected.

Messi.

Messi! ! !

This time Messi is no longer arrogant, he shoots directly with his left foot.

Messi's left foot may be the most powerful in the world, not only powerful, but most importantly, the angle control is super accurate.

Messi volleyed and went straight to the bottom corner of the goal, Cassie was startled.

He stretched out his right hand and threw himself to the limit.

But the ball still drilled into the goal from the edge of the post.

GOOOOOOOOOOOAL! ! ! ! !

Incredible shot.

Guardiola covered his head, this ball can be regarded as a model of Messi's personal ability.

2 to 1, Barcelona overtook.

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Real Madrid was under a lot of pressure. They remembered the 0 to 5, which was abused by Barcelona.

The ability of a team like Barcelona to seize opportunities is superb. Playing against this kind of team can never be a fluke.

Real Madrid stormed, and soon, Barcelona's counterattack came.

The ball fell to Villa's feet in three passes and two passes. He shot low in the penalty area, and it was a low ball again, the goalkeeper's nemesis.

Real Madrid fans are starting to worry, this ball...

Just when everyone thought the ball was likely to be scored, Cassie blocked the ball with his toes.

so close! !
Mourinho turned around, and he admitted that the goal was too thrilling. If it scored, it would be 3 to 1.

"Jose, do you want to be steady?" Morais asked.

"Hehe, don't you find this exciting?"

"..."

"Where is this exciting?"

Mourinho is the kind of person who knocks out his teeth and still speaks hard.

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Real Madrid's offensive opportunity, Ronaldo controlled the ball on the wing, but there was no chance, he looked in the middle.

Benzema! !

A curve ball hangs in.

Under the pressure of Puyol, Benzema did not hit the ball well. Both of them touched the ball, and the ball jumped up.

The ball is jumping up and down, and Puyol is about to clear the ball.

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong rushed up, broke the ball before Puyol, and then rushed directly.

As a result, Puyol was stunned. His attention was all on Benzema just now, but he didn't expect Tang Zhenglong to kill him suddenly.

In the restricted area, who dares to touch Tang Zhenglong!
Facing the goalkeeper, Tang Zhenglong shot directly.

Valdés couldn't save a shot from such close range.

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! !
The ball is in.

The Bernabéu was boiling again.

GOOOOOOOOOOAL! ! !

2 to 2.

The shots were given to Guardiola and Mourinho.

This shot is very meaningful.

Who will be the winner?
The game continued until 80 minutes, and the two sides were still 2-2.

At this time, Messi stepped forward again, and he suddenly dribbled the ball and broke through in front of the penalty area.

"Free kick."

Khedira tripped Messi.

Messi puts the ball on the turf and backs away.

This is about to shoot directly, and the rest of the Barcelona players all get out of the way.

Messi runs up and shoots.

The arc of the ball is very large, and it falls quickly after bypassing the wall.

The ball is fast.

Cassie moved ahead of time, with fast footsteps. The moment the ball was about to cross the goal line, Cassie held it up with his palm.

pretty! ! ! !
Beautiful shot.

It flutters more beautifully.

The score was still 2-2.

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"It seems that this game should be 2 to 2." The commentator said.

Mourinho walked towards Guardiola.

"It's a draw."

"Hehe, I don't think so."

Mourinho smiled slightly, is it possible that this bald head still wants to win in our field?

On the court, both sides are actually not reconciled.

Tang Zhenglong found Ronaldo.

"Cristiano, you go to the penalty area to compete for the top."

"Why?"

"Multiple fulcrums, push the ball down to me."

sweat.

"You really take yourself as the core?"

"I was originally."

Although Ronaldo is not particularly tall, Ronaldo's jumping is definitely beyond most centers.

It can be said that if Ronaldo goes to play basketball, he will definitely not suffer.

After Ronaldo entered the penalty area, Real Madrid began to pass long passes.

In fact, although the tactic of long pass and sling is despised by people, but having said that, most teams will use this tactic, especially in the final stage of the game, it is basically a standard tactic.

The ball was sent into the penalty area again and again.

Cristiano Ronaldo and Benzema grabbed headers again and again, but they were all in non-core areas. Barcelona's core defensive zone was still carefully taken care of, and the opponent was never allowed to touch it.

"Do you want to shoot from a distance?"

Tang Zhenglong and Alonso looked for opportunities to shoot long shots in front of the penalty area, in case of luck.

With a long shot, Valdez was pressed under him.

"Real Madrid played too impatiently."

"There's nothing threatening about that long shot."

There are too many people in the penalty area, and Tang Zhenglong's ball correction is useless.

At this time, Ronaldo found Tang Zhenglong.

"Cristiano, I'm not in the mood to argue with you right now."

"Who quarreled with you!!"

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Do you remember the time you hit me in the face on purpose?"

Tang Zhenglong nodded.

Immediately denied.

"I don't."

"Hehe, stop pretending."

"What the hell do you want?"

Ronaldo pointed to his face.

"Again."

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, this is a bitch.

Ronaldo seemed to understand what Tang Zhenglong was thinking.

"what are you thinking!!"

"In this situation, a refraction is likely to score a goal."

Tang Zhenglong nodded, it turned out to be the case.

"Well."

"But this time I won't choose you."

"That?"

Tang Zhenglong looked at Busquets with a smirk.

"I choose him."

Tang Zhenglong's shooting accuracy is enough, as long as he is standard, he is sure.

He looked at Busquets and fired a shot.

Busquets was taken aback for a moment, and then discovered that Tang Zhenglong did it on purpose, but it was too late.

The ball hit Busquets, a refraction occurred, Valdez was caught off guard, and the ball flew into the goal.

GOOOOOOOOOAL! ! !

"But is this Tang Zhenglong's goal or an own goal?"

In the end, the ball was counted in Busquets' account. This is double damage, woo woo woo! ! !
"Barcelona killed itself."

Guardiola was stunned, what is this?
"It's unsportsmanlike, how can you deliberately kick an opponent."

Mourinho smiled.

"We won, that's the morality."

"Besides, think about the Stamford Bridge tragedy. Are you qualified to talk about morality?"

Guardiola was furious.

The incident at Stamford Bridge, even if it was an unjust case, has nothing to do with me, and the referee was not bought by Barcelona.

At this moment, the two sides clashed on the court.

The Clasico was lit.

At the same time, the bench is also noisy, and both sides seem to be very angry.

Mourinho rushed to Guardiola's side, when Vilanova stepped forward first.

(End of this chapter)