Match resumed.

After a few passes of the football.

Li Kang once again caught a flaw in the German defence.

The ball left his left foot in an instant, creating a wonderful arc in mid-air.

"Neuer's lateral movement is so fast, and the game is now played, and his running distance is about to catch up with Li Kang!"

'Rudiger and Diego Costa are in a race!'

"It's still the Roma centre-backs who have the better speed. He has already joined Chelsea in the summer window. ”

Rudiger scrambled to stop the ball and pass it to Manuel Neuer.

Immediately, the whole person ran a few steps in the direction of the corner flag area, allowing the goalkeeper to get the ball wide and defuse the pressure.

He had fought Li Kang two years earlier during his time in Rome.

Last season, my brain suddenly opened up, and my combat effectiveness improved by leaps and bounds.

The temporary flaws are: easy to get on the head, dirty defensive movements.

A look at the major European giants: 1.91 meters tall, black and hard, and extremely fast, isn't this the stupid Varane?

'Diego Costa touched Rudiger's butt in a friendly way, and it looked like he was complimenting the young German centre-back.

"There is never a shortage of sympathy between friend and foe on the green field."

"Ronaldo and Nesta."

"Zanetti and Maldini."

"Huh? How do they push each other? ”

"The referee gave a verbal warning to the two!"

Diego Costa and Rudiger started trash talking, scratching and groping each other, and their heads were on each other's heads.

The two wild ball cultures of La Garto and Berlin collided fiercely.

The referee gently warned the two.

The game resumed quickly.

Manuel Neuer passes the ball to Kroos.

There was no fierce pressing as expected.

The ball passed slowly and suddenly flew into the 30-meter area of the Spanish half.

Havertz quickly moved sideways, and before he could catch the ball with his back, the German team immediately picked up!

The St. Petersburg stadium once again set off a violent "white running bombardment".

Kai Havertz has a 'bad habit' of violating the laws of football: he likes to stop the ball with the soles of his feet when receiving the ball in the middle of the attack.

At the beginning of the youth team at Bayer Leverkusen, Old Man Toph couldn't correct it even after trying his best.

The soccer ball falls.

Sergio Busquets and Saul immediately swept in from both directions.

Followed by.

The unbelievable happened.

Havertz lifted his left foot and stepped to a stop.

During the fast break, stop the football with the sole of your foot?

This non-mainstream style of play made the Barcelona and Atletico Madrid midfielders unable to find the best defensive idea for a while.

Followed by.

Havertz turned.

The direction of the turn, just to avoid the Spanish midfielder's bag circle.

"Pass to Brandt, who crosses into the middle."

"Run to the right by yourself?"

"The connection of the Bayer Leverkusen twins!"

"The talent is overflowing!"

Brandt didn't try to break through Pique's frontal defense.

There is no way to pass to Royce, the area where the Dort small rocket is active, and the Spanish have displayed heavy troops.

Syllable!

The ball rolls to the right.

The second link between the Leverkusen twin stars makes up for the lack of a breaking point on the right side.

Meanwhile.

Hummels, Timo Werner and Draxler inserted into Spain's penalty area again to make up for the lack of three-dimensional attack.

The soccer ball was clinging to the turf, and it didn't roll far before it was suddenly broken.

Havertz was reading the Spanish defence with his brain, and at the same time preparing to receive the ball, but at the moment he could only watch Li Kang intercept the ball.

"Oops!"

"The connection between Brandt and Havertz was cut off by Li Kang!"

"The people who can hurt you are often the ones you know best."

De Gea was overjoyed.

Kroos, who was preparing to respond at two points on the periphery, hurriedly commanded his teammates to return to the defense.

Live room.

Barrage flies.

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[The German team is without Lahm. 】

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[The German team is without Klose. 】

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[Li Kang just grasped the two restrictions of the German team on the right side without explosion point and no air control high point in the middle, captured the narrow offensive path, and completed the interception! ] 】

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[No, Spain's overall counterattack is so slow, and the German team's return speed is very fast. 】

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[Fabregas's defense is really not active, and he is still in front of Morata. 】

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[Pirated pseudo-nine + retracement striker. 】

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[It's to grasp this timeline, convert the short-term numerical advantage in the attack, and even if you grind harder, you can create a goal-scoring opportunity.] 】

Command area.

Mignano flicked his fist excitedly.

Loew was a little nervous and unconsciously put his hand out of his trouser pocket.

At the St. Petersburg stadium, the stands erupted in a tsunami-like cheer.

Li Kang had already passed the ball to Morata in front of him.

"Cesc Fabregas is interspersed in the longitudinal direction."

"Diego Costa pulls sideways."

"Beautiful!"

"A succession of passes, shaking off Rudiger!"

'Heck, the football slowed down when it came to Diego Costa, not because it was slow, but because there was an extra Boateng in front of him.

The German team is in the 40-meter area of the half.

Diego Costa did not adjust the time at all.

Not every super striker has the ability to kick the ball out of a hostile environment.

Boateng rushed forward, his strong physique squeezed, and then stretched out his long legs and stabbed at the football.

A 100% successful steal is not required.

It's about buying time for teammates to get back into position.

Diego Costa stumbled and didn't fall.

The Chelsea beast is not for nothing.

Flick the ball with your right foot that is about to lose control.

Saul patted his horse and arrived.

"Continuation of the offense!"

"The Atletico youngster quickly knocked the ball to Li Kang."

"It's dangerous."

"Li Kang fought this knife mountain ball in the confrontation with Kroos!"

"The German team invested a lot of troops in the attack just now, and for the time being, only Kroos, Brandt, and Reus returned to the half."

Li Kang shook off Cross.

Quickly dribble forward.

The German defence did not immediately shrink in his path, and was being pinned down by the pirated Pseudo-Nine and Morata!

Neuer's heart chuckled, and he immediately turned and retreated.

Shade.

The shadow produced by being hung by Li Kang so many times.

Rudiger was quick to adjust and was the first to get close to Li Kang.

Seeing that the opponent has a tendency to pass the ball.

Little Black Egg seemed to have something in mind.

He didn't make the elbow-to-knee foul as decisively as he used to.

Hesitation.

The football has left Li Kang's left foot!

From God's point of view, the German defence has been pulled out of the gap by Cesc Fabregas and Morata!

"How did Rudiger grab Li Kang's pants!"

"It's fine. Wearing sliding pants. ”

"The referee didn't stop the game, and the offense was favorable."

"Morata catches Li Kang's pass!"

"It's not easy."

"Spain finally had a chance to gain numerical superiority in the offensive phase."

"Look at the ball!"

The scene at the front of the German team's penalty area is in one word: chaos.

Alvaro Morata took advantage of his position and calmly unloaded the ball on the right side of the arc.

The handsome face did not show the slightest hesitation.

Spread his arms to expand the area of the ball, separating Brant from his infancy.

Swing your legs slightly.

Manuel Neuer has done his homework well and he knows Alvaro Morata's shooting habits.

Electrifying moments.

The German goalkeeper's upper body leaned towards the right side of the goal.

It must be near angles.

Right.

Near angle.

Syllable!

Neuer regretted it, but reacted quickly and made adjustments quickly.

"Fake shot, real pass."

"Fabregas."

"Empty door!"

In a trance.

Cesc Fabregas seems to have regained his former glory at Arsenal.

Like a yellow eel, he burrowed into the left side of the German penalty area.

Pad out the right foot.

Touch the ball in the roll.

Syllable!

The ball grazed Neuer's armpit and burrowed into the net.

1:0！！！

Revelry and sorrow pervade the stadium in St. Petersburg.

Rudiger awkwardly pulled Li Kang up and took the initiative to help him lift his pants.

Maybe next season it's still a club team-mate.

Write the contest tomorrow.

(End of chapter)