Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 242 Barcelona's Trick

"Drip, drip, drip!"

Blüch's three whistles announced the end of the first 45 minutes. The players on both sides heaved a sigh of relief, and then walked towards their respective dressing rooms.

The difference is that compared to the Barcelona players who bowed their heads and rushed in a hurry, Lazio's side is obviously much more relaxed. The players are in twos and threes, hooking their shoulders, talking and laughing. The cheeks are also relaxed a lot.

The fans in the stands were even singing and dancing. Radicals who advertised "Boycott Lazio" and "Will not go to the stadium to watch the football" on the Internet have even organized fans to play crowds, with a total capacity of more than 8 people. In the stadium, it looks quite spectacular.

"3-0, no one would have imagined before the game that the defending champion conceded three goals in a row in 45 minutes!"

After the commercial ended, He Wei was still a little surprised.

"Hey, Lu Feng scored a hat-trick. This result is not surprising."

Zhang Lu smiled and shook his head:

"But what is surprising is that Barcelona has the strongest offensive trident in the world, but they don't even have a chance to shoot the goal!"

He Wei looked at the statistics of the first half:
"Barcelona's shots have reached 15 times, three times that of Lazio, but it was Lazio who scored three goals..."

"Maybe it's football!"

Zhang Lu raised his reading glasses and said with a smile:

"Lazio had a three-goal lead in the first half, hopefully they won't let their guard down in the second half."

He Wei also laughed:
"I don't think they will make such a mistake, because in the Rome Derby three days ago, their mortal enemy just suffered a major reversal!"
-
"Do you think I will praise you? No, I want to wait until the game is completely over to say these words."

In the locker room of the home team, the first sentence after Pioli opened his mouth was to calm down the excited players:

"As long as the game is not over, everyone must not relax, otherwise you may become the next Roma team!"

The players quickly restrained their smiles and put on a posture of listening carefully.

Pioli looked at them with satisfaction:

"Barcelona's performance in the first half was out of shape, 15 shots were not on target, but... who can guarantee that they will not wake up in the second half? Messi, Neymar, Suarez, Iniesta... these players Just one second of time could undo 90 minutes of hard work!"

He took a breath:
"Anyone want to hear me tell the story of Istanbul again?"

All players shook their heads almost simultaneously:
"No! We don't want to hear this story!"

An Istanbul, how many times are you going to tell it? !
-
"You have seen how terrifying that Chinese is, so... we must implement that tactic, is there anyone who opposes it?"

After a few minutes of silence, Jose Enrique finally spoke.

Messi lowered his head and did not express his opinion.

Captain Iniesta took a breath:

"As the defending champions, we cannot stop at the quarterfinals. I agree with Mr. Coach's tactics!"

After he led the team, Busquets, Pique, Alves and others expressed their approval, and Enrique's tactics passed.

Enrique finally patted Messi on the shoulder:

"Leo, you don't need to bear any burden, because this tactic doesn't make you bear any responsibility!"

Messi nodded, but still didn't say anything after all.
-
Messi, who didn't say a word, was the most active Barcelona player after the start of the second half.

In front of Mauricio, he almost replicated the "criminal dribble" that knocked Boateng down, but Mauricio used a foul-like sliding shovel and directly put the club king on the edge of the penalty area!

Mauricio's defensive ability is of course far inferior to Boateng's. It is for this reason that he is more used to playing football with a beast-like intuition, but he will not be stunned by Messi's fake moves...

"I blocked Messi! And it was only a foul! No card!"

Mauricio patted his chest excitedly, almost declaring himself the number one central defender in the world.

But the club king immediately hit the top of Mauricio's head with a tricky free kick, and hit the dead corner of the net!
In the 53rd minute, Barcelona recovered a goal!
1-3!
-
"Barcelona's counterattack starts now!"

On a certain network platform, a former famous commentator uttered an excited roar:

"Lazio reversed Roma three days ago, will they be the object of reversal today?"

The morale boosted Barcelona quickly made a comeback, and Messi once again faced Mauricio.

The Portuguese defender, who had a shadow in his heart, hesitated for three more points this time, which made him obviously half a beat slower when he kicked off!
When Mauricio decided to shovel, Messi had already passed through his defensive area!

Pioli jumped up from his seat:
"God! I don't want to be counted by the top ten reversals every day!"

Perhaps his piety moved God, but Messi's push into the penalty area was blocked by Marchetti's toes!

Lazio survived!
"Long live the old horse!"

With lingering fear, Mauricio picked up the goalkeeper and almost kissed him.

Marchetti slapped him away:

"Prevent this corner kick for me!"
-
Alves' corner kick accurately found Pique in front of the goal, but the "leather striker" lost his balance under the interference of Nkulu and could only fly the ball.

"Oops!"

Before Pique landed, he saw the little ball boy behind the goal throw the ball to Marchetti. The Lazio goalkeeper repeated his old trick. After taking three steps forward, he shook his right arm and threw the ball far away!

"It's another big hand throw!"

He Wei became excited, he was waiting for this scene!
Although such a quick counterattack has no technical content, the fast-moving dash for thousands of miles can stimulate the fans' adrenaline more than anything else!

"Don't block it!"

Lu Feng activated [Spiked Defense] immediately, but he didn't wait for the Barcelona player's rough foul.

The tall midfielder Busquets did not step forward to participate in the corner kick attack, but stayed by Lu Feng's side with Mascherano.

Due to the side effect of the skill, Lu Feng's speed decreased at this moment, and the tall and long-legged Busquets grabbed ahead of him.

"Demacia!"

Lu Feng made a decision instantly!
He turned off [Spike Defense] and turned on [Fatal Strike]!
But just after he took three steps, Busquets, who was about to be overtaken by him, fell forward and fell to the ground like an electric shock!
"Bang, bang, bang!"

Busquets rolled three times directly on the uneven turf!

"...This shit..."

Shocked, Lu Feng not only stopped, but was amused.

In order to stop my attack, Professor Bu...you are trying too hard, right?
"drop!"

The smile was still on his face, but the referee's whistle sounded.

Blüsch ran over quickly and showed a yellow card to Lu Feng:
"Scramble for the ball behind, reckless foul!"

Lu Feng curled his lips and didn't argue with the Germans. Anyway, the Germans probably couldn't understand his English with a Liverpool accent...

Next time you don't go in a straight line, and you will be overtaken from the outer lane as well! -
"Busquets' performance was a little too exaggerated. Although Lu Feng's right hand touched his body, it was not enough to make him fall so hard..."

Regarding Professor Bu's performance, He Wei was also speechless.

But then his voice stopped.

Because on the broadcast screen, a line of English subtitles appeared:
"No. 1, Lu Feng, yellow card, accumulated 3 yellow cards, missed the next game."

Almost at the same time, there was a second of silence on the Lazio bench.

Technical coach Lucarelli slapped his thigh:
"Stefano, these Spaniards... are too sinister!"

Pioli's expression almost wants to eat people!

Enrique, you fucking are not human!
Is this what you called "Lu Feng's weakness" in the pre-match press conference? !
This is really a super super huge weakness!
You are so fucking talented!

(End of this chapter)