atypical center forward

Chapter 221 Retribution Comes Too Fast
The Mestalla stadium was filled with harsh boos and warm applause.

Naturally, the boos came from the Barcelona fans, who were aggrieved by their goal being stifled, while the applause from the Valencia fans was for Zogo's wonderful defense.

People didn't have time to think about the offense and defense just now, because Chu Yang was about to take a free kick.

Bandes carefully directed his teammates to line up the wall.

After the World Cup and just a dozen La Liga games, most people have formed a consensus.

Chu Yang's free kick is the same as Thayer's breakthrough and Peak Fontaine's shot. He is one of the top figures in this field.

One can even be removed.

Chu Yang was also observing the position of the human wall.

Samps's kick was completely aimed at clearing the siege, and he kicked it very sideways. Not only was it only three or four meters away from the sideline, but it was also only about ten meters away from the baseline.

Passing the ball in such a position is actually the safest choice, but in the Valencia team, only Samps's header is decent, but his task in this game is to mark Harvey, and Gressel asked him to stay close even when taking a set kick.

Of course, the main reason is that everyone knows that Chu Yang has no habit of passing free kicks.Of course, Chu Yang had no intention of passing the ball, but the ball was almost impossible to score if it was purely based on the arc and angle, so the round moon scimitar and the sky-defying arc were immediately ruled out.

Chu Yang remembered that Juninho had scored a similar free kick against Barcelona, ​​but the position was more exaggerated than Chu Yang's, so Chu Yang was actually quite confident.

Run up, shoot.

Six-veined sword.

The football flew from the left side of the goal, and with a dreamlike arc, it directly found the upper right corner of the goal. All the human wall could do was to jump symbolically, and then turned to look at the football flying towards the goal.

Banders, who was standing in the middle of the goal, saw the football fly and quickly moved two steps to the left of the goal, but suddenly found that the ball was actually going to the right.

It was too late to take off, and all I could do was resign myself to fate.

The audience almost held their breath, watching the football hit the crossbar and then bounced to the ground.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Bandes caught the bouncing football, glanced forward, and threw the ball vigorously.

But Moya, Joe and the others who were waiting for a supplementary shot in the penalty area shouted.

"The ball has gone in! The ball has crossed the goal line!"

"It's a goal!"

Everyone looked at the referee, but he just shook his head and ran to the frontcourt.

Joe held his head in disbelief as Banderas chased the referee for an explanation.

The applause and booing sounded again, but this time the makers of the two voices reversed.

No one knows whether the referee is really blind or is trying to make up for the mistake just now, but he resolutely did not blow the goal whistle.

He didn't even ask the line referee's opinion, but just warned Banderas who was still chasing after him.

Chu Yang quickly pulled Banderas back.

The referee, I can't afford to provoke you.

"Judging from the whole flight process, Banders basically has no chance of saving the ball. As some people say, you can't 'save' Chu Yang's free kick at all, you can only wait for him to miss the goal. Among his many goals and free kicks off the goal, such a statement is not an exaggeration."

"Huh? There's another controversy on the court. Let's take a look... Wait, the transition between offense and defense in this game is too fast. Let's take a look at this offense first."

People didn't have time to look for answers, because Barcelona had launched a counterattack.

Facts have proved that Gressel is justified in keeping Samps on guard against Harvey.

It was him who initiated the counterattack.

He passed the football to Busquez again, then added Gutjohansen and Toure, and the four played two passes in midfield to make Valencia's defense players dizzy.

Then football came to Lua again.

Samps, Leta and others no longer cared who they were originally in charge of defending, and directly surrounded Lua.

The football was touched by Samps and bounced.

Lua picked the ball past Samps.

The football fell and he caught it with his shoulder.

People temporarily forgot the controversy just now, and were attracted by Lua's performance.

The football seemed to be tied to his shoulder socket. It fell when he shook his shoulder lightly, and then was picked up again.

This time it was Leta who was picked.

The football fell, and Lua stepped forward and picked the ball with his back.

Anos, who was chasing after him, also did not escape the fate of being singled out.

Lua turned around and got the football before Samps.

He didn't stop the ball, but swung it out with one kick.

"Wonderful consecutive picks! The Brazilian is like a wizard on the football field. He turned the football into magic! Thayer stopped at the edge of the penalty area... oh, he didn't stop the ball, he just squeezed Sainte with his back and turned. The ball bounced in front of him and flew into the penalty area. Thayer caught up with the football!"

Rhodes slowly backed away from Thayer.

Thayer didn't play any fancy moves, but just made a posture about to jump to the left, easily deceiving Rodri's center of gravity, and then changed direction to the right before Rodri stretched out his feet.

Rodri wanted to intercept to the right, but his feet, which had already moved to the left, betrayed him, and he staggered to the ground.

Thayer single-handedly.

Kayo abandoned the door without hesitation, lowered his center of gravity, and rushed towards Sayer with open arms.

Thayer flicked lightly with his left foot.

The football flew high and flew over Kayo's head like a brilliant rainbow and into the goal.

1: 1.

applause.

Thayer ran towards Lua with his arms outstretched, and Lua, with a big smile on his face, turned around and let Thayer jump onto his back.

Other teammates rushed forward.

The Barcelona people celebrated with all their might at the Mestalla.

Each commentator began to summarize the goals.

"Football can become so complicated at their feet, and it can also become so simple, concise and fast passing, dazzling breakthroughs, deadly and elegant shots, this is the charm of artistic football..."

"Luis Lua! Angel Thayer! The two kings of Barcelona shine at the Mestalla Stadium! The Valencians are like inanimate puppets in front of them..."

"Let's take a look at Chu Yang's free kick. The angle is very tricky. It hit the crossbar. It's here. The whole football has passed the goal line. This is indeed a goal."

"Only ten minutes into the game, there have been four goals on the field. Unfortunately, two of them were ignored by the referee. However, if Thayer's first goal is ruled valid, Chu Yang's second goal will not appear, and if Chu Yang's second goal is not misjudged, Thayer's second goal will also not come."

Chu Yang looked at the referee who was communicating with the linesman, and then at the Barcelona players who were celebrating, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

The retribution came too fast, like a tornado...

　Thank you wildhunter for your reward.

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