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Chapter 122 Defensive Breaking, Gorgeous

The blond-haired Guti Golden Wolf in white clothes shuttles through the blue-black forest with splendid footwork.

Seedorf broke out suddenly, and entangled the golden wolf with his body and flexibility that only black people have.

Farinos jumped out obliquely, and bounced the ball away with a usual tackle.

Di Biagio rushed over and collided with McManaman, but Pirlo took the opportunity to take the ball away.

When Elguera came up, Pirlo dribbled the ball to the right and took a look at the situation on the court.

Seedorf in the midfield has been targeted by Makelele, and Vieri and Adriano on the team's striker are being trapped by four Real Madrid players one after the other.

On the left, the ball is passed diagonally across half the pitch.

A tall and burly No. 3 player rushed out from the left side of the Inter Milan team.

This is Grosso.

After Farinos succeeded in the tackle, he naturally advanced his position by more than ten meters.

Seeing that the ball was in the hands of Pirlo, he started to attack like a wind.

Sure enough, Pirlo's long pass arrived!

Salgado rushed over like a wolf pounced on a lamb.

The ball falls, slightly closer to Grosso.

If Grosso takes advantage of the situation and takes the ball, his speed has reached its peak and he can no longer accelerate.It is bound to collide with Salgado, but the result is that the ball is beyond the reach.

At this time, there is one more person in Real Madrid's back line, who can easily get the ball and turn to counterattack.

Grosso lay down on the ground, stretched out his long legs, hooked and swept the ball, and the ball entered the middle.

Seedorf received the ball and danced like a black butterfly in the pear blossom rain, pressing Makelele back step by step.

The moment Solari returned to the defense, he picked up the ball again, over the head of Solari who was rushing over, using him as a wall, but Seedorf went around, padded the ball, stopped the ball, and dribbled towards the penalty area.

For a moment, the fans at the Bernabéu stadium seemed to see the scene of the white-clothed, dark-skinned boy wandering around the stadium again.

At this time their hearts suddenly tightened, the huge stadium was so quiet that even the sound of the wind could be heard.

Seeing Seedorf passing Solari in an instant and getting rid of Makelele's defense, Yin Yang couldn't help shouting in his heart.

In fact, at this time, Seedorf has a lot of space in front of him. He can completely pad the ball, send the ball far away, and then, like a child, take big strides, chase the ball, and rush all the way into the hinterland of Real Madrid, rampage, or shoot or pass teammates...

But then it wasn't Seedorf.

Seedorf always likes to keep the ball by his side, as if it was his favorite spotted puppy, taking it for a walk in the courtyard, in the alley, in the field...

The rhythm of the game suddenly slowed down, as calm as flowing water!
The Rubik's Cube in Yin Yang's hands moved in one fell swoop, in fact, there was no need for Yin Yang to give a reminder on the sidelines.

During training, the players of the team have long been accustomed to such a scene, and the ball consciously returned to its place like a machine.

Pirlo's position was advanced, and Di Biagio and Farinos in the midfield stood on the left and one on the right, one in front of the other in the midfield, and Grosso rushed back roaring like a reverse train.

The four defenders lined up in a shallow dish at the back. Toldo moved his body and patrolled the goal line.

In the frontcourt, Vieri began to pull the side, and Adriano began to attack the small penalty area.

positional warfare!
It depends on how long Seedorf wandered around before passing his kick...

At this time, Seedorf didn't care about the more and more white-clothed monks gathering around him. He was still immersed in his world, taking two steps and one step back, seemingly going left, but then going right. With the ball, he went crazy.

If Yin Yang was the red-nosed old man Ferguson, he would immediately wave his hand and hold up the number plate for the substitution. Seedorf on the 10th, who should be replaced?
It's hard to change anyone now.

Seedorf has been surrounded on all sides on the court, and there is no way out.

After Vieri rushed to the side, he turned back and Adriano hurriedly turned back. He was already in an offside position.

At this time, the overall formation of the Inter Milan team pressed forward together. Pirlo came to meet Seedorf not far away. Makelele was a little distracted.

Seedorf seemed to wake up suddenly, and suddenly moved quickly.

Facing Makelele, Seedorf slammed the bottom of the ball with the outside of his left foot, and his whole body also took a small step to the left, which caused Makelele to take a sliding step, and followed Seedorf's figure to the right for cheap.

Only then did he realize that Seedorf had picked up the ball a foot high, then passed through the ground with his left foot, the person passed by, and the ball remained where it was.

By the time Makelele reacted, it was too late.

Seedorf twisted his body into an "S" shape, and when the toe of his right foot touched the ball, he followed the ball and walked over without a trace of fireworks, and walked out of the encirclement.

Kicking off, the ball drew a beautiful arc and rushed to the front of Vieri.

Vieri seemed to have a tacit understanding, turned sideways, volleyed with his left foot, and the ball roared towards Real Madrid's gate.

Casillas jumped up sideways and struck with both palms. The ball hit his palm hard, bounced high, and crossed the goal line...

Seedorf saw Vieri shaking his hand and raised a finger to shake Vieri.

Vieri did not curse angrily: "Seedorf, can't grandma pass the ball earlier? Waiting for you to pass the ball, my legs will be stiff!"

"Haha, you might as well say that you didn't wear the special boots for shooting. Well, that's what coach KING said about you." Seedorf shook his index finger, using Yin Yang's words to hurt Vieri.

From the stands of the Bernabéu Stadium, there were cheers for Casillas's wonderful save, of course, mixed with sighs and regrets for Seedorf's dazzled walk and Vieri's powerful shot, and of course there were many boos, which were aimed at Yin Yang.

At the moment when the dead ball was preparing for a corner kick, the camera lens turned to Yin Yang who was on the sidelines.

Yin Yang showed no signs of frustration, but chatted and laughed with Uncle Bergomi in high spirits: "It would be great if Seedorf just got rid of the defense of the two, dribbled the ball and hit Huanglong straight at the moment!"

"Beautiful, you!" Uncle Bergomi spat at Yin Yang, "If he can do this, will there still be people alive on the field?"

"That's right, then he will be Ronaldinho and Kaka combined!" Looking at the court, Yin Yang smiled and said to himself, "No one is perfect, and the players are the same. Seedorf may be the key to turning things around at a certain moment in the 10-minute game."

At this time, Pirlo's corner kick has already come out.

Vieri, Adriano and Materazzi have messed up the Real Madrid penalty area, causing chaos in the Real Madrid penalty area...

It's a pity that none of them touched the ball sent by Pirlo!
(End of this chapter)