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Chapter 418 Eight seconds, a masterpiece!

"4:0."

"The total score is equalized, and Xhaka scored the goal."

"After the Arsenal captain scored a hat-trick, he handed over the responsibility of the fourth goal to other teammates. Xhaka did not live up to his expectations and calmly sent the ball into the goal from the front of the penalty area."

"In this case, both sides are back on the same starting line. The total score is 5:5. Borisov has almost no resistance. This means that Arsenal has a 99.99% probability of advancing to the next round, unless someone is stupid.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to bet on Borisov to advance."

Although Arsenal fans had long expected that the team was likely to reverse Borisov, when the draw came, everyone couldn't help but scream crazily. The whole stadium shook and the mountains roared.

, it’s like a 17-level wave blowing on the sea.

Madame Boriso was completely drowned in the crazy noise.

Their team is still too weak to make waves at the Emirates Stadium. Arsenal is far stronger than they thought. Arsenal last week looked like a much weaker team than them, but tonight's performance

Arsenal was simply a crazy lion, tearing Borisov to pieces.

Although Arsenal's state is unstable, they are a truly strong team because their brains are back and they are different.

Xhaka was lifted high by his teammates, but he quickly struggled down, then rushed to the side of the pitch and hugged head coach Emery.

This season has not been easy for him. He was injured for several weeks after being beaten by Luo Wu at the beginning of the season. After his comeback, he broke his calf and has only returned to the game now.

The state was not very good at the beginning, but the head coach still chose to believe in him.

Now he has made a contribution.

Of course he is crazy.

This feeling is understandable.

But Ferdinand said: "This guy shouldn't think that the credit belongs to him. Isn't it just that he scored the equal goal? Without the previous three goals, how can he celebrate so wildly now? Has he forgotten the real goal?

The savior is their captain Luo Wu?"

"Look at the Chinese. He still looks calm, with almost no excitement at all. He has already scored a hat trick. This is the real star."

"I guess he is still not satisfied now. He must still want to continue scoring goals. He also wants to clock out early."

Ferdinand looked at the watch on his left hand, "Well, there are still ten minutes left. It is still possible to score one or two goals in ten minutes. Judging from Arsenal's past massacre probability, they scored 5 in the first half.

6 goals is no problem.”

"But if there is no two-goal advantage, I think Emery would not dare to replace him. After all, this is a knockout match. What if Arsenal cannot bear it and collapse? So if Luo Wu wants to end, he will probably have to wait until

About 70 minutes into the second half. Emery is still very timid after all."

Cowardly?

Of course Emery is timid. This is a knockout match, so there can be no risks or any surprises.

An advantage of at least two goals will be considered, or even three goals.

After celebrating, his eyes fell on Luo Wu. At this time, Luo Wu was already standing near the center circle. He was waiting for the kick-off. Of course, it was impossible for him to stop his teammates from celebrating. For ordinary people,

, celebrating is the most normal reaction, not like him, which is too abnormal.

He waited until his teammates regrouped before he spoke.

"Brothers,"

"Don't be proud,"

"Don't be complacent."

"This is just a draw, it's not enough. Let's score a few more quickly and clock out early, okay? I don't want to play until the 90th minute."

"So, we still have to suppress them in the half court like we just did, and find ways to shoot more and score more goals."

"It would be best to play like we did against Manchester United in the last game, okay."

"I am very serious, everyone has the same goal..."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Emery's voice also rang out. Emery put his hands in front of his mouth and yelled at the team.

"attack!"

"We need to keep attacking!"

"We need to score!"

“The more the merrier!”

But coach Borisov, who was not far away, was very embarrassed because it sounded like he didn't respect him at all.

What does more mean, the better? In theory, that's the case, but doesn't it mean that Borisov isn't being taken seriously by talking like this?

But there is nothing he can do now. No matter how much he encourages his disciples on the court, it is useless. His confidence has long been destroyed. Although the total score is still a draw, his brows are furrowed and he cannot relax at all.

unfold.

It doesn't look like we'll see the light of day tonight...

He stared at the court again. His disciples had already opened the ball again. The attack was launched from the left, but the ball was intercepted just after two passes. The Dutch Van de Beek and Xhaka double-teamed the opponent at the same time.

He poked the ball out first, then Xhaka skillfully took two steps forward and immediately passed the ball to Luo Wu in front.

Good guy, Luo Wu didn't actually raise his head, he directly supported his body with his left foot on the spot, drew the bow and arrow with his right foot, and kicked the ball forward fiercely!

Is he about to shoot?!

Everyone looked confused and subconsciously turned their heads to the right, only to see the goalkeeper standing on the line of the penalty area.

Isn't this just stupid?

In an instant, the ball had flown across half the court and landed on the head of Borisov goalkeeper. But even if he was as tall as two Borisov goalkeepers, he could not touch the ball.

Goalkeeper Borisov had never seen such a situation before. The opponent actually lobbed the ball directly in his own half.

Luo Wu almost didn't even look at the goal. How did he do it?

Does he have a third eye? He knows the goalkeeper is standing on the goal line without looking at the goal?

The ball sank rapidly, almost grazing the lintel and falling into the goal.

It was only less than 8 seconds since the goal in the last game, excluding the celebration time.

"goooooooooal!"

"goooooooooooal!"

"Incredible, this is simply unbelievable, how on earth did Luo Wu do it?!"

"It can't be Borisov's goalkeeper calling him and telling him that I have already ran out of the penalty area. You should shoot quickly. Is there something wrong with Borisov's goalkeeper's mind..."

"5:0, the total score became 6:5, overtaking. It only took 8 seconds. This is terrible!"

"I don't have any words to describe this goal. Only God can accomplish such a masterpiece."


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