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Chapter 243 Messi's Counterattack

What makes Wenger most unsure is what Barcelona is going to do now.

Was it to seize the moment and counterattack to equalize the score?

Or use this skillful teamwork to consume the gunners' physical strength as much as possible?

If it's the former, the shooter would rather try his best to prevent it from leaking;

If it's the latter...

Then this game will not be easy to play.

Even though the Gunners have one more player on the field, under Barcelona's extreme passing and control system, it is still difficult to get the ball.

This requires a lot of time, energy and physical strength to guard every Barcelona player.

And this is no easy project.

When the Gunners' physical energy is quickly depleted due to high concentration for a long time, Barcelona will take the opportunity to launch an attack and take down the Gunners in one fell swoop.

As long as Barcelona scores a goal, a 1-1 score is enough for them to advance.

Don't look at it as it's at home.

There is no shame in beating one less person!

"Barcelona's rhythm is so steady!"

"Although the score is behind, there is no rush at all."

"Look, they still have the intention to move the two wings in the backcourt."

In the CCTV broadcast room, He Wei and Zhang Hehe were discussing.

"hey-hey..."

"This is because the two teams have completely different playing styles."

"Barcelona doesn't mind a few more passes before the goal and a few more minutes of control."

"For them, possession of the ball is a means of scoring goals and a necessary step in the process of scoring goals. This will increase their ball possession rate in disguise and waste game time."

"Arsenal is different."

"Once Arsenal gets the ball, they will kick the ball upfield as quickly as possible and shoot before the opponent can react."

"This also shortens the ball possession time in disguise."

"So the current situation is entirely due to the playing styles of the two teams."

"For Barcelona, ​​as long as they limit Lei Yu's counterattack point, they will save a lot of worry when defending."

"hey-hey..."

Pass, receive, run, control...

Since Lei Yu scored a penalty kick, the game has completely fallen into Barcelona's rhythm.

More than twenty minutes later, the ball was still swimming back and forth at the feet of the Barcelona players.

During this period, Barcelona received two corner kicks, one set kick and six throw-ins.

As for shooting, there were only 3 shots.

Compared to Arsenal who had 0 times, this is already a lot.

The fans looked drowsy, but the players didn't dare to be careless.

Back then, Barcelona took advantage of the Gunners' slackness to launch a counterattack, scoring two goals in a row and defeating their opponent in one fell swoop.

Naturally, the nervous Arsenal players would not let history repeat itself. During this period, even Lei Yu focused on defense.

For the Gunners, as long as they hold on to the current score, it is victory!

Without Fabregas to provide support in front, Messi obviously suffered more obstacles when receiving the ball.

Cuenca on the other side has more opportunities to get the ball.

At this moment, Cuenca is facing Sagna's defense at the bottom line.

Compared to defending against Messi, defending against Cuenca is still very "easy".

But while Sania was distracted, Cuenca's right foot suddenly moved to the right, and at the same time his whole body moved over.

Sania subconsciously moved her weight to keep up, but was accidentally shaken by the opponent.

Cuenca's eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled his body back and at the same time smoothed the ball back at his feet.

After a sudden change, Sagna rushed towards the Gunners penalty area from the gap where his center of gravity shifted.

Seeing Cuenca start, the commentator also became interested.

"Kunca flashed..."

"Cut inside!"

"He broke into the Arsenal penalty area!"

"Crosspass!"

"Messi!"

"Eh????"

With a "Hey", the game reached its climax again.

In the stadium, Messi, who was outflanking diagonally from the center, fell to the ground when he ran in front of the ball, letting the ball slip away from his eyes.

And Koscielny, who "pulled" him down, suddenly became the target of public criticism.

"Will it be a penalty?"

The commentator asked everyone's questions.

"Beep!"

When the Gunners saw the referee pointing to the penalty spot, everyone gathered around him.

Just like what the Barcelona players did before.

"Hey, referee, how is this possible? This is obviously a normal physical confrontation!"

"I didn't touch him at all, he fell down on his own!"

"Yes, referee, that kid is diving!!!"

"False?" Capers glanced contemptuously at the angry Arteta.

Then he pointed at Messi who had just been pulled up by his teammates on the ground and said: "Tell me, is he the one who flopped?"

Following Capers' fingers, Arteta's face turned red.

If it were in the Premier League, even if the referee was referring to Rooney or Drogba, he would nod in affirmation without hesitation.

But when he saw Messi, he didn't say anything.

He still can't "frame" Messi for diving.

Just like that, when everyone retreated, Messi walked to the penalty spot holding the ball.

"Beep!"

As the referee blew his whistle, Messi started to run.

"Messi~~~"

"goal!!!"

Szczesny judged the right direction, but Messi's shot angle was too tricky.

Before ccc Ni's hands were in place, the ball had already penetrated the net.

Camp Nou is finally boiling.

This football stadium, which can accommodate more than 100,000 people, finally showed its majesty in front of the invading gunmen.

The shouts of fans came from all directions.

After a long period of backfooting, Messi's goal was like a shot in the arm, stimulating the g-spots of the fans in the audience.

The gunners looked at each other and stood there holding their waists, looking at the Barcelona players hugging each other.

"Tch, isn't it just a penalty kick? What's so big about it?" Little Tiger Walcott muttered sourly.

Van Persie on the side couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Don’t forget, our first goal was also scored from a penalty kick!

"In the 32nd minute, Messi scored the penalty kick steadily." Zhan Jun said calmly.

"1 to 1 draw."

"Both sides are back on the same starting line."

"But although the score is now a draw, the pressure is once again on the Gunners' side. Arsenal must score another goal if they want to advance."

At this time, the camera lens also captured Guardiola.

Guatu didn't show much joy because the score was tied. On the contrary, he called Harvey to his side and kept telling him something.

In his view, Arsenal will never give up on the status quo. In the coming time, they will usher in a counterattack from the Gunners.

Sure enough, after the Gunners restarted, Lei Yu was greatly restricted.

No matter where he goes, there will always be a Barcelona player staring at him!

Once Lei Yu catches the ball, the Barcelona player will come over immediately to limit Lei Yu's acceleration with the ball.

In this way, the Gunners prepared to launch attacks several times in succession, but in the end they failed and were destroyed in advance by Barcelona.

Seeing the passes that were destroyed by Barcelona again and again, the fans in the live broadcast room also felt emotional.

"Oh, we still think too much! This is the Nou Camp. It is impossible for the referee to give Arsenal a penalty kick for free. Sooner or later, it will be returned!"

"I'm too naive. Cristiano Ronaldo can't even play against Barcelona. Arsenal only has one brother, Yu. How can I compete with them?"

"Yeah, I was still thinking that the Gunners would just hold on to the score until the end of the game and then advance. It seems I was overthinking it!"

"Isn't Barcelona one less player than Arsenal? Is it because I'm dazzled or something? Why do I always feel that the advantage is not on the Gunners' side at all? Or is it that Barcelona is already so awesome, 10 against 11?"

"As expected of Barcelona! They are really awesome, we admire this! Come on, Thor, Arsenal are still one away goal away, we have to score at least one more!"

"Come on Thor! If there is another one, I will immediately send out the naked photos of my girlfriend."

"You made the right decision upstairs! Don't pretend to be a grandson then!"

"1!"

At this time, at the Camp Nou, Lei Yu, who took the initiative to retreat, just dribbled the ball across the half-court when he was double-teamed by Xavi and Iniesta.

Lei Yu stood up for three seconds in front of these two top midfielders, but was ultimately defeated.

A horizontal heel strike was predicted by Xiaobai in advance, and the ball was intercepted.

Harvey didn't even take aim after getting the ball, but kicked directly towards the frontcourt.

At this moment, a small man in blue and red was rushing into the fans' field of vision.


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