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Chapter 194: A goal lost in height

In the Liverpool penalty area, Karius is directing his teammates to set up defense.

Mo Yang's task is to keep an eye on Ronaldo, who is the only one in the Liverpool team who can jump out of the earth and can stand shoulder to shoulder with Ronaldo.

"Hey, Yang, you didn't expect me to say that! You're scared!" Next to Mo Yang, Cristiano Ronaldo said happily to Mo Yang.

"go away!"

Mo Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he had to admit that he was really frightened by Ronaldo's audacity. He was so decisive in passing the ball, and Real Madrid's movement without the ball was also very tacit.

"Yang, the media says your jumping is very powerful, let's compare?" Ronaldo continued to harass Mo Yang in front of him.

Mo Yang turned around and glared at Luo Sansui, who was smiling playfully. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He knew that this guy had been using words to interfere with his purpose.

"Just give up! I won't be fooled!"

"Fuck!"

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he turned around and suddenly heard the whistle, and then saw Modric driving the ball over.

Cristiano Ronaldo also took advantage of him not paying attention and came around in front of him, seized a favorable position in advance, and rushed straight to the spot where the ball landed.

At this moment, thunder was rolling in Mo Yang's heart.

"Shameless!!!!!" Mo Yang roared like a groundhog in his heart.

Angry, Mo Yang sprinted with all his strength, took off strongly behind Ronaldo after a run-up.

“I bought it!!!”

“holyshit!!!”

"monster!"

“Still two!!!!”

“wow!!!!!”

In the penalty area, Van Dijk, Varane, Ramos and others next to Mo Yang and Ronaldo saw Mo Yang and Ronaldo soaring like rockets. Everyone looked like they were looking at God.

“wow!!!!”

"God! Yang jumped up behind Ronaldo, and he hit the ball first."

"No! They both seemed to hit the ball at the same time!"

"No, no, no! Damn it! I can't see clearly!"

In the commentary box, Beglin was so shocked when he saw Mo Yang and Cristiano Ronaldo fighting, his eyes were wide open, and his commentary voice was trembling.

After landing, Ronaldo, whose center of gravity was unstable, sat on the ground, his face extremely shocked, staring stupidly at Mo Yang, who was also sitting on the ground in front of him.

At this moment, the live director quickly switched to slow motion playback.

In the slow-motion replay, Mo Yang and Ronaldo, who soared into the sky, hit the ball almost at the same time. Robertson, who was not jumping next to them, had his head just level with the waists of Mo Yang and Ronaldo.

"I bought it!"

"The ground distance between Yang and Ronaldo is 86CM!!"

"Depend on!"

"Honey! Come out and see God! There are still two of you!"

Seeing the approximate height above the ground marked in slow motion, countless fans were shocked.

On the sidelines, Zidane's eyes were full of shock!

This seems to be the first time he has seen someone jump behind Ronaldo and defend him in the same way.

"You lose!" Mo Yang grinned and pulled Ronaldo up.

"Do it again!" Ronaldo curled his lips and left arrogantly.

Seeing Ronaldo's appearance, Mo Yang couldn't stop feeling secretly happy.

A little cool!

After discussion between the referee and the linesman, the goal kick was finally awarded to Liverpool, which made Ronaldo, who was aroused by Mo Yang's competitive spirit, extremely dissatisfied.

From this moment on, the game officially entered a fierce confrontation.

Real Madrid's tactics have not changed. They are still controlling the ball and waiting for Liverpool to press forward and counterattack from behind.

On Liverpool's side, Mo Yang repeatedly found the gap behind him when he was pressing forward in the midfield and was counterattacked, so he started to intervene.

Once he discovers that Real Madrid is in control of the ball in the midfield and back, he will promptly direct Liverpool's overall formation to move backwards and no longer take risks to press forward.

When Klopp saw Mo Yang's adjustments on the sidelines, he was very, very satisfied, because this is what he wanted to do.

Game 16 minutes and 47 seconds.

Lovren received a lateral transfer from Van Dijk and was pressed by Benzema. He suddenly took off and passed the ball to Salah on the center line on the right wing.

Salah stopped the ball and was immediately marked by Marcelo behind him and Kroos on the right front, unable to turn around at all.

At this moment, Mo Yang stepped forward from behind Cross.

Salah quickly pushed the ball from the right to the direction of Mo Yang, then turned around and forced Marcelo to move forward.

At the same time, Mo Yang passed the ball through and the ball returned to Salah's feet.

Salah took a short distance forward and was double-teamed by Real Madrid again.

He intercepted Ramos in the front, chased Marcelo in the back, and Casemiro slowly came over from the left, compressing his space for movement.

At this moment, Yin Bu in the middle quickly pulled over.

Yin Bu's position selection is very subtle, right in front of Casemiro, behind Ramos, and directly connected to Salah.

Salah quickly pushed it to Yin Bu.

Yin Bu didn't stop the ball, got behind Ramos, and played a one-two, quickly penetrating Real Madrid's defensive line from the wing.

"Beautiful wide kicks in succession!"

"Opportunity for Liverpool! Three on three, great offensive opportunity!"

Seeing that Ramos was passed, Varane quickly moved to the right to make up for it.

Casemiro also quickly retreated to the defense to fill in for Varane.

And Yin Bu directly moved forward between the two, and worked with Salah to contain Casemiro and Varane.

Salah took a short distance and glanced towards the middle. He found that Moyang had already moved forward, just in front of the rib area on the right side of the top of the arc.

"Salah!"

Mo Yang shouted, and the space in front of him was already empty. Because of Yin Bu, Casemiro had a huge gap between him and Carvajal, who was marking Mane at the top of the arc.

Before he finished speaking, the ball had already been swept over by Salah.

Mo Yang adjusted in advance. He glanced to the left and found that Carvajal's position was perfectly chosen. It not only blocked his route into the penalty area, but also prevented Mane from receiving the ball safely.

In an instant, Mo Yang gave up his plan to pass the ball!

The next second, under the gaze of everyone, Mo Yang turned slightly to the left.

When the ball rolled past his right foot, he nudged it slightly with his toes, and the ball changed slightly forward. Then he quickly followed up, raised his left foot and swung it accurately on the rolling ball.

Suddenly the ball jumped into the air, drew a long arc in mid-air, and went straight to the top corner of the left goal.

"Mo Yang's non-stop ball shot directly from a long distance!"

"Very sudden!"

In the small penalty area, Navas saw Mo Yang's ball being curved. He quickly took a step back, jumped into the air, and used his right hand to flick the ball. His rich experience told him that the ball was within the goal frame.

But he soon became desperate! Once again he couldn't help but resent his height.

Because the distance between his fingertips and the ball is less than two centimeters.

However, at the moment when everyone held their breath in anticipation of the goal, there was a crisp bang, which immediately shattered the dreams of countless Liverpool fans.

Mo Yang's arcing long-range shot hit the crossbar.

"No!!!!!!"

The Liverpool fans at the scene let out a collective howl!

And this voice is like the sound of nature to Real Madrid fans.

However, before the Real Madrid fans had time to be happy, they saw a dramatic turn of events and an even more terrifying scene.

In front of the left goal post, two figures, one red and one white, rushed towards the spot where the ball landed.

In the blink of an eye, Mane and Carvajal decided the winner.

Mane's legs were a little longer, his feet were two centimeters ahead of Carvajal's feet, and he successfully poked the ball.

"Goal!!!!!!!!"

"Goal! Goal!!!!!!!"

"Yang's long shot, Mane's follow-up shot!"

In the live commentary stand, not far from He Wei and others, Beglin was roaring with a cry.

At this moment, Beglin only felt that his whole body was enveloped by a magical sense of happiness, so warm that he choked up.

He Wei and Xu Yang also jumped up and cheered when they scored.

In the private stands, Xiao Di and others also cheered when the goal was scored. Only Xiao Weiyang had her back to the court, lying on the seat playing with her building blocks.

She took a moment to take a look, and Roududu's little face was full of helplessness. A group of strange adults, chasing and kicking the ball around was too boring!

On the sidelines, the moment Klopp succeeded in Mane's follow-up shot, he raised his fists in the air, turned around and rushed to the bench, laughing wildly.

Firmino and others also rushed out at the same time.

After a while, Mane, Mo Yang and others rushed back from the Real Madrid half, and a group of people gathered around and celebrated wildly.

Next to him, Zidane moved his hands to stroke his bald head, smiling very bitterly.

"Let me emphasize it!"

"Let me emphasize it!"

"Mo Yang's right foot rubbing before shooting was not a mistake! It's definitely not a mistake! It's micro-operation! Micro-operation! He needs the ball to move forward further! Then his left foot can use more force!"

In the LeTV live broadcast room, Zhang Lu's voice was very high-pitched after watching the replay of the entire goal process, and he seemed very excited.

"Mo Yang handled this ball perfectly!"

"It's right not to stop the ball!"

"Because as long as he chooses to stop the ball, with Real Madrid's defensive reaction speed, the gap in front of him will quickly close!"

Zhan Jun nodded, his voice trembling a little, and said: "This is the advantage of Mo Yang's ability to shoot with both feet. If it were another player, if he stopped and adjusted to his dominant foot, it would be completely out of the question!"

"Artistic adjustment! God!" Lampard repeatedly exclaimed after watching the slow-motion replay in the British BT Sport studio.

Next to him, Gerrard and Lineker also had shocked faces.

They knew very well how difficult this kind of fleeting micro-operation was, but Mo Yang did it perfectly and smoothly.

"It's a pity that Yang didn't score, otherwise this would definitely be one of the best goals in the Champions League this season!" Gerrard said with a regretful smile.

On the court, Ronaldo had his hands on his hips, and he was smiling, and he was smiling brightly.

As for conceding the ball or something, he is not in a hurry, they haven't fully exerted their strength yet!

No hurries!

But Mo Yang's shot really amazed him!

Especially the subtle processing in that moment was so perfect that it shocked him.

There are not many players in today's football who can handle this kind of ball. The only one he has seen who can handle this kind of ball so perfectly is Barcelona's Messi.

And now, he saw another player with that kind of super delicate processing ability, another monster!

Modric, on the other hand, stood sullenly in front of the top of the penalty area, silently watching Mo Yang celebrating on the sidelines.

He was just a little short of catching up with Mo Yang's shot.

At this moment, he once again experienced Mo Yang's growth after a whole season of training.

In addition, I have become more skilled in controlling the rhythm.


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