Chapter 178: May Heaven be without Chu Yang

"Dennis. Joe! He's just the same guy as he was in the last game! Passed the ball, will it be an assist? Leko catches the ball, and Chu Yang runs out of position! ”

Leko hesitated for a moment, and finally passed the ball to Chu Yang, but unfortunately the defender only had time for him, and in the second he hesitated, the time had passed, and the ball was broken.

Fans on the sidelines held their heads in frustration.

"It's a pity that it's a good ball, we can understand Leko's mood, he wants to make a difference in front of his old club, but this is a very unprofessional approach, even if this ball is aside, the combination of Chu and Leko is obviously very problematic, they didn't make any special sparks."

The commentator was still chattering about the ball just now, but the offensive and defensive forms on the field were instantly out of position.

Costan received the ball from the goalkeeper's hand and immediately recreated the scene when Joe was ravaging the flank.

He could feel Joe's feelings.

The eyes of the whole world are on Chu Yang and Avaro, but they want everyone to know that Valencia is not only Chu Yang, but Atletico Madrid is not only Avaro.

Before the rise of Ávaro, Costam was a well-deserved symbol of Atletico Madrid, and the original forward combination with Leko was also Atletico Madrid's first weapon in La Liga, and the experience of several times in and out of Atletico Madrid made him brand on this team.

It's a pity that time has passed, and the two people who meet again in La Liga have their own masters, and their circumstances are a bit strikingly similar.

People call the current Atletico team Atletico of Avaro, Costan has been reduced to a courtier to assist the new monarch, Valencia is also Chuyang's Valencia, and Leco is just an ordinary supporting role next to him.

For the arrogant Costein, this situation is not what he wants to get when he returns.

In terms of team honor and popularity, he is the highest among all players on the field, La Liga champion, Premier League champion, Champions League champion (in this world), each of which is a top honor, and he has no reason to be a green leaf for others.

With such determination, Costan broke through as if his whole body was full of energy, and he quickly created a threat.

Sampus and Arnos, who came up to defend, were wiped out by him in succession, but his cross was pushed out of the line by Rodri, otherwise Avaro, who had already outflanked him, was likely to get a good chance to score.

Corner kick at Atletico Madrid.

Instead of a long ball in front of goal, they opted for a tactical corner, where Costin passed the ball to his team-mates, who then drove it back and then dribbled straight from the baseline.

Rodri, who had just ruined his good deed, was ruthlessly pierced by him this time, and Arnos, who was making up for the defense, also did not escape the fate of being sudden, and half of Valencia's back line was wiped out at his feet in a matter of breaths.

Avaro, who had been waiting in front of the goal to fight for the top, took advantage of two real and false runs to shake off Saient, who was following him, and quickly came to the side of Costan.

Costan's pass was almost straight to the moment he arrived, and the two worked together seamlessly.

Avaro leaned his body against Sailent, pulled the ball and turned it with his back to the goal.

He made a cross in front of goal, and Sampus quickly stopped his pass, but the ball didn't come.

With a flick of his heel, Alvaro sent the ball between Syante's feet and rolled towards goal.

Cayo, who was watching the other attacking players of Atletico, was startled and subconsciously blocked with his right foot in the direction where the ball was rolling.

The soccer ball rolled right past the sole of his shoe and into the goal.

For the first time, Cayo hated why his legs hadn't grown that much centimeter.

"Goal! David tricked Valencia's defender and goalkeeper with a back-heel shot, a sneak attack full of guts and luck, and of course Costan's previous performance was also commendable, as Atletico Madrid took the lead in just ten minutes, something that no one expected before the game. ”

Obviously not expecting a whim attempt to penetrate Valencia's goal, Ávaro rushed to the sideline in high spirits, and just when people thought he was going to scream wildly, he spread his hands in front of the audience, tilted his head, pouted, and looked "I didn't know I could go in".

Atletico Madrid's female fans are about to be fried, and Chinese netizens are also starting to be calm.

"It's shameful to sell cuteness."

"Nima, it's not good, Lao Tzu is going to become his fan, what should I do if I feel a little sorry for Chu Yang?"

"I'll go and compare the fairy ball with Chu Yang? What is it called? Bring about one's own destruction? ”

"Chu Yang is angry, Avaro cherishes it, go all the way."

"Avaro go well, may there be no Chu Yang in heaven."

"Chu has blown it too much, sit back and wait for Avaro to slap his face."

"I hate you brainless fans the most, Chu Yang hasn't even touched the ball yet, you start to compare blindly, uh, Avaro is good."

"Upstairs, my eighty-meter broadsword has been drawn halfway, how can you coax it?"

Of course, Chu Yang would not be angry about this kind of thing, but was quite disappointed in the team's defense.

Although he himself has done such a thing as breaking through other people's entire defenses, he can't help but be a little angry when he sees his family's defense line being abused.

The goal came too quickly, and the two sides attacked hard enough, so that everyone had the illusion that this game would be a goal shootout, but in fact, after the first goal, although you played back and forth on both sides and created some chances, until the end of the half, no one was able to score again.

Atletico Madrid's defenders are naturally the top in the world, although they are not the top of the top, but they are far from the point where Chu Yang can play with them wantonly.

His speed is fast enough, and his breakthrough skills and dribbling skills are also good enough, but he is also experienced, and he also has excellent defensive talent and interception skills.

After being with the system for so long, he has summed up something on his own.

The technical attributes of 15 can almost stand at the top of the second division leagues such as West League and the English Championship, and there are very few people who can compare with them, and after reaching the first division, the attributes of 15 can only be regarded as excellent.

It is not uncommon to say that technical attributes such as ball control, shooting, and passing can reach 15 in La Liga, and it is not uncommon for players with physical attributes such as speed, strength, endurance, and bounce to reach 15 in La Liga.

Chu Yang's ability to kill in the World Cup relies more on the ghostly and unpredictable skills and elusiveness of style, and the series of rewards brought to him by the World Cup achievement list allows him to always find the right tricks to deal with when facing various opponents, but in a protracted battle like the league, the opponents he encounters are becoming more and more diverse, and his breakthrough ability finally seems no longer so terrifying.

But not being scary doesn't mean it's not awesome.

Fontaine's shooting ability is stronger than Chu Yang's, Lua's ball control ability is better than Chu Yang's, Lennon's speed is faster than Chu Yang's, and Saiye's man-ball combination ability is better than Chu Yang's, but if you let the defenders who have played against these people choose, the last thing most people want to face is still Chu Yang.

No way, too cunning.

The so-called cunning is not the cunning of character or the cleverness of intelligence, but the fact that his arsenal is too rich.

The defenders did get him back in vain, but after guarding him once, he changed his style the next time he came face to face.

When one can freely combine the dribbling of Kaka and Ryan Giggs with the breakaways of Berbatov and Owen, the word "cunning" is barely appropriate.

Shooting opportunities are only a matter of time before a crafty striker like him comes along.

In terms of this game alone, such an opportunity only came a little later.