i don't want to be king

Chapter 833 Waking up like a dream!

The singing of "There is only one Li here" became louder and louder. Before Mourinho had time to speak, Lukaku picked up the ball and rushed to Li Liang, putting the ball into the hands of Manchester United's No. 7.

"Li, tear them apart!" the little monster said with gritted teeth.

Facing the joint defense of two Belgian national team teammates, Little Warcraft was almost exhausted, and he was also full of anger.

Li Liang took the ball and nodded, and the little monster approached and whispered, "You are going to hit that angle, and I'll help you 'destroy' the human wall!"

"No, Romelu!" Li Liang hugged Lukaku's neck tightly: "Just trust me!"

The little monster's eyes widened, and he nodded involuntarily: "OK!"

Martial and Lingard both stepped forward, and Li Liang told them that no tactical cover was needed.

This distance, this angle, is very suitable for my left foot.

The most important thing is that Li Liang's feeling is getting better and better even though his physical energy is also exhausted.

Ali's several malicious fouls, Dell, Dembele and Winks' collisions in turn, this feeling is very familiar.

He said to Aurier before: "I will definitely treat you like Real Madrid!"

It was a joke, but it was also a declaration of battle.

Provocations, collisions, head-to-head confrontations, and the tremendous pressure to choose between victory and defeat finally activated the complete self.

Even though it is still far from the peak state in Turin and Cardiff last season, Li Liang is sure that he is finding his "self"——

Breakthroughs, escapes, direct shots from corner kicks, and throughs are all appetizers——

Seeing Li Liang's calm eyes, Loris felt a chill in his heart. He clapped his hands desperately and shouted at his teammates to cheer him up.

This time, the French national team did not yell at Li Liang again. He already understood what kind of opponent he was facing in the previous contest.

Li Liang has forgotten to think about the simple arithmetic of the total rating.

All he has eyes for is the ball and the goal.

Li Liang leaned over and carefully arranged the ball, and even carefully picked up the blades of grass on the surface of the ball.

Before he straightened up, the ball suddenly rolled——

A somewhat distorted familiar face immediately came into view, and Ali said cursingly: "This position is wrong!"

Tottenham's front midfielder continued to fiddle with the ball backwards with his feet, and the referee, who was about to use a spray mark, immediately blew his whistle and stepped forward to warn Ali.

Tang Meng was filled with emotion: "Psychological warfare!

This Ali is very experienced at a young age! "

Lu Yue smiled: "His method may indeed work for others, but for Li Liang...

These Premier League players still don't understand Li Liang! "

……

Li Liang simply picked up the ball and stared at Ali and asked, "How about I step back a meter, have you seen enough?"

Ali was furious, staring at Li Liang and almost yelling at him.

The referee did not agree with Li Liang's "voluntary courteous" behavior, and ordered Manchester United's No. 7 to put the ball back to its original position, and then pressed the pocket on his chest where the yellow card was placed and loudly ordered Ali to retreat.

Smalling turned around and asked De Gea behind him loudly before pressing on: "David, how is it this time?
4000 pounds? ! "

De Gea yelled: "Shut up!"

The Tottenham players were extremely nervous, the human wall kept trying to move forward quietly, and the referee had to draw a thickened marking line with spray continuously.

Pochettino was extremely nervous standing in the command area, biting his nails unknowingly.

Magic Bird and his assistants all stood up, and the Red Devils' bench fell completely silent.

Xiao Yu and the surrounding fans all stood up, and she followed everyone's example and stretched out her arms, and everyone made a "Wooo——" sound——

Xiao Yu raised her head and glanced at the big screen. The game time had reached 80 minutes.

The referee blew his whistle, indicating that Manchester United's No. 7 can start.

Li Liang took a deep breath and started running.

Forget everything, forget about beating the same opponent twice, forget about the fierce battle at Anfield, forget that you are facing Tottenham who just defeated Liverpool 4:1.

Until he forgot where he was, what kind of battle robe he was wearing, and even who he was——

Use the soul to pull the body, like I have done thousands of times—

Just take this free kick with your left foot!

The magic bird yelled at Faria at the same time: "Don't blink!"

With a bang, the ball flew into the air, and Ali in the wall jumped up with his teammates. He even felt the airflow of the ball passing over his head!

Loris hesitated for a moment and began to move his feet, he forced himself to move in the direction he predicted at the first time——

Although he saw that horrible little sideways swing of the ball after it started to fall at the highest point!

This time the Tottenham captain did not forget to shout to Rose, who was guarding the left goal post: "I'm coming!"

Every technical link displayed by the French national gate is close to perfection, almost impeccable——

Just slightly slower by less than 0.1 seconds!
The ball drew a large-angle arc and accelerated to the upper left corner of the goal. Lloris gritted his teeth and took off!
Like in slow motion, the captain of Tottenham clearly saw the ball rubbing against his fingertips, and almost felt the subtle friction brought by the surface of the rotating ball through the glove!

He tried his best to stretch his body in the air, and when he looked back, he saw that the ball seemed to have changed its line slightly——

A silver lining!
Immediately afterwards, he saw the ball hit the inside of the goal post, bounced in another direction with a "dang", gravity immediately captured his body, and Loris fell heavily to the ground!
Rose, who was close to the goal post, looked up and was stunned to see that his captain jumped up desperately and touched the ball with his fingertips, and then the ball bounced to the right almost parallel to the goal line after hitting the goal post——

Rose also saw, in slow motion, the ball regain its spin as it flew to the center of the goal—

Aurier, who was guarding the right post, had already rushed towards the ball, and before he could take off, he saw that the ball had deflected to the goal line!

Everyone was shocked to see that the ball broke through the "blockade" of Lloris and the goal post, was cleared by Aurier's big foot, but slammed into the net! ! !
The referee blew the whistle hard!

1: 0!

Several Tottenham players in the crowd held their heads in their hands at the same time. What they saw was unbelievable. Only Ali remained motionless. His eyes reflected that Manchester United's No. 7 had once again raised his head and stretched out his arms—— —

Every direction is calling its name!

Li Liang started to turn his body around, looking around, the Dream Theater in front of him was already shaking——

"Yeah——————"

Thunderous cheers went straight to the sky!
Old Trafford has turned into a jubilant red sea, and Mourinho strode forward and raised his arms high and roared!

He is venting, and he is cheering for victory!

The Manchester United players woke up like a dream and started shouting frantically towards their new number 7 who was still standing proudly in front of Tottenham's penalty area!
(End of this chapter)