When Lei Yu entered his penalty area alone, Guatu stood up unconsciously on the sidelines.
A question that he had never thought of arose spontaneously in his bare brain.
Today's Barcelona's passing and controlling style of play is based on the team's exquisite footwork and the presence of three of the world's top ball-handling masters in the frontcourt, Haberme, which makes it so unbeatable.
But what if today's Barcelona faces an opponent with a player with top ball control and breakthrough ability like Messi?
what happens?
If Barcelona's passing control is an airtight net, Messi's breakthrough is an impenetrable chisel.
So does the net surround the chisel, or does the chisel penetrate the opponent?
Obviously it’s the latter!
To be honest, Barcelona's 343 defensive ability is not the best in the world.
Compared with those classic defensive formations in football history, this so-called "tiki-taka" defensive ability is really average.
Even in La Liga, Barcelona will concede a few goals for no reason when they have the ball.
It's just that this pass-and-control style of play is really torturous and very intimidating.
Any opponent caught in the net will find it difficult not to lose confidence in the end.
So some people say that Guatu's team is not very strong.
The only reason why it is powerful is that it integrates all the powerful players today into its own team.
"Three gods and eight kings" is Barcelona's current lineup.
What if this lineup meets another "god"?
For example, Real Madrid owns Ronaldo.
In the past few years, Real Madrid has not always been beaten!
When Ronaldo exploded, even Messi had to watch from the side.
Closer to home, what if Arsenal also has a player of Melo's level?
Guatu is thinking about this issue right now.
At this moment, Lei Yu, who had killed Busquets with one blow, finally adjusted his rhythm and started moving.
And his first choice was unexpected by most people.
It's Puyol!
In front of the goal, Valdes almost cried.
I know! I just know! He will definitely charge forward!
Why?
Because this is the shortest distance between a straight line and yourself!!!
Seeing Lei Yu coming from the front, Puyol was also stunned, and then subconsciously stepped back.
Lei Yu's feet continuously circled above the ball, like countless guns waving from a white lion in the night sky, which dazzled Puyol.
There is reality within the imaginary, and there is emptiness within the reality.
How dare Puyol make such a move?
Seeing that the Barcelona captain was almost retreating to the small penalty area line, Alves, who was supporting him from the side, finally made up the defense.
Brazilians don't care about that much.
Rushing from the side, he clearly caught the gap when Lei Yu touched the ball and moved forward, so he made a decisive sliding tackle without even thinking about it.
It can be said that a talented artist is so bold that even the melon bald guy on the sidelines was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Fortunately, Lei Yu moved the ball diagonally and avoided Alves' sliding tackle.
Seeing this, Guatu was relieved.
"Huh, luckily I didn't get shoveled!"
But the next second, Puyol's actions once again made Gua Tu's heart kick into his throat.
He also made a tackle!
Different from Alves' diagonal tackle, Puyol fell to the ground face-on and directly extended his legs to kick the ball.
There is a wolf in front and a tiger behind.
Lei Yu suddenly pulled the ball diagonally forward and while avoiding Puyol, he actually got out of the gap between the two of them.
What?
There is actually a gap???
Fans watching the game from a distance were stunned.
There was "a corpse" blocking the road in front of and behind Lei Yu. How did Lei Yu get past?
Stepped over their bodies?
of course not!
The timing of the two people's sliding shovel is different, and the distance they slide is also different.
When Alves was still stretching his feet after falling to the ground, Lei Yu spotted the gap, moved around in a small area, and miraculously got out with the ball.
This short distance of a few dozen centimeters is like the eighteen bends on a mountain road.
Fortunately, Lei Yuren was not tripped and the ball was successfully brought out.
Even so, Lei Yu still didn't get any respite.
As soon as he escaped, Xiaobai and Xiaofa had already arrived from the left and right rear, and jointly stood in front of Lei Yu.
md, fight hard!
Lei Yu gritted his back molars, and while controlling his center of gravity, he dragged the ball forward and left with his right foot.
At this moment, Lei Yu leaned forward and was about to fall to the ground.
After using his right foot to push the ball away from the back position, he lost control of his center of gravity and was about to fall to the ground.
But just this light move in the opposite direction completely shook the center of gravity of Yu Xiaofa as he ran past him.
Xiaofa braked suddenly and lost his center of gravity, leaning directly in front of Lei Yu.
Xiaobai on the other side saw this and hurriedly jumped up to hide. The moment he landed, he hit Valdes directly.
Looking at the direction of Barcelona's bald man's save on the ground, he also didn't expect Lei Yu to be able to move the ball in the opposite direction in that situation.
Just like that, three more Barcelona generals fell in front of the goal.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the staggering Lei Yu.
"Cum, cum, cum, cum!!!"
The female gun fan's breathing became more and more rapid, and the male gun fan's breathing became more and more rough.
Whether it's the Flash or the Hulk, they have only one goal in mind at the moment!!!
Bo~~~
In Lei Yu's staggering steps, Lei Yu, who took the last step, used all his strength to aim at the ball with the toe of his left foot and gently poked it...
Oh~~~
The whole world is boiling.
The ball scraped against the uprights and rolled straight into the Barcelona net.
In this crazy 1v7, Lei Yu had the last laugh.
“Damn it, I’m in!!!”
Zhan Jun yelled immediately. Lei Yu's goal shocked him so much that he was talking about the quintessence of Chinese culture.
"The seventh one, this is Lei Yu's seventh Champions League goal!"
"Can you imagine?"
"With Barcelona's strict defense, Lei Yu broke into Longtan alone and scored the final goal."
"From the wing to the inside, and then from the penalty area line to the Barcelona penalty area..."
"Lei Yu's journey was like no one's territory. Not a single Barcelona player touched the football at his feet."
"Walking through thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touches me."
"Lei Yu did it!"
"He took his personal heroism to the extreme, just like Messi did countless dribbles back then."
"Sudden shots, this is a typical Lei Yu goal!"
"Barcelona, today I also had a taste of being singled out for the entire defense line!"
In the live broadcast room, Zhan Jun went crazy.
The gentle man with glasses could no longer control his inner excitement at this moment.
If it weren't for the director watching in the background, he would have wanted to turn into the Hulk and tear his suit to pieces like the gun fans at the scene.
Looking at Lei Yu on the screen surrounded by many "o2" teammates, Zhan Jun suddenly discovered that he had become a die-hard gun fan without even realizing it.