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Chapter 168 Strangling their Achilles' heels!

Yi Zhe turned around again and accelerated past Banega and passed the ball to De Bruyne. De Bruyne turned around and directly passed Mbia. He also spotted Tremulinas' opportunity to grab the ball and went directly to him.

A through pass was sent from behind.

Tremulinas was shocked. He immediately used his hands and feet to foul and sent a set kick on the right side of the front court.

Yi Zhe and De Bruyne stood in front of the ball, both eager to try.

"Kevin, are you coming or am I coming?"

Yi Zhe asked with a smile. He never eats alone. If De Bruyne wants to have fun, he can definitely give him this opportunity.

But De Bruyne glanced at him: "Are you not sure, Yi?"

Yi Zhe smiled and shrugged: "You know this is impossible."

De Bruyne stepped aside and said seriously: "Then what are you waiting for! Yi, now we need to score!"

Yi Zhe stood in front of the ball, stared at Sevilla's four-man wall, and closed his eyes.

But the world was not quiet because of this. Sevilla fans booed wildly, but Wolfsburg fans were quietly looking forward to it.

Apparently everyone knows Yi Zhe's ways and someone is waiting for his moment.

"Yizhe is getting ready! He closed his eyes!"

Chinese reporters were especially looking forward to it. Yi Gang slowly stood up, holding his hands on the table in front of the media table, and stared at the court with burning eyes.

A familiar arc flashed in Yi Zhe's brain. The next second, the whistle sounded, Yi Zhe opened his eyes and took the penalty!

All four people in Sevilla's wall took off, but the ball taken by Yi Zhe went through a strange arc, passing over the head of Mbia, the tallest man in the middle, against his scalp, and then rushed towards him at high speed.

The goal is blind.

"Full Moon Scimitar!

!

!”

Sevilla goalkeeper Rico was prepared. He had already moved one step ahead, but the ball not only went to the blind corner, but also ran to the top of the goal! Rico not only had to do his best to rush to the blind corner, but also stretched out his arm to touch himself.

Above his head... the end result was that he fell headlong into the goal, but didn't touch anything, at most it was just a background board with a more elegant posture.

The moment the ball headed towards the goal, the passion of Wolfsburg fans was immediately ignited.

“Yi Zhe—the ball went in!

!

!

! Sure enough, it was the Scimitar of the Full Moon, and the Yi-style arc left the first goal for a Chinese player in the history of the Europa League!"

After Yi Zhe scored, he ran to the sidelines and made a take-off gesture with his sword pointing forward, facing the side of the stands with the five-star red flag.

"easy--"

"easy--"

"easy--"

“Yi Zhe!

!

!”

“Hunting time—toooooooooor!

!

!

easy!

!

!

" Reese Lubet suddenly shouted: "Why are we not excited at all? Because every Wolfsburg fan knows that when Yi closes his eyes and stands in front of the ball, Sevilla is finished, haha!

"

The senior commentator of Wolfsburg is now probably all the blood in his body is rushing to his brain, and he is starting to speak indiscriminately.

Above and behind his commentary booth, Yi Gang kept slapping the table: "This kick is awesome!

!

Awesome!

!

"

The reporters around him stood up and cheered.

"Yi Zhe is really awesome, Xiaobei's unique skills come as he says!"

“That’s not the chief editor’s credit!”

I'm glad that these young people still show their awareness of working as workers in a very professional manner!

Twenty-nine minutes, 1:2, Wolfsburg pulled one back.

Yi Zhe smiled. After scoring the goal, he called all the players together and said directly: "Guys! Now, tell them that Wolfsburg's counterattack has begun!"



Emery looked more and more frightened on the sidelines.

This tactic of mine was specially designed to deal with Wolfsburg's midfield. Combined with his best high-pressure and rapid advancement, the adduction of the full-backs and the retreat protection of the midfielder have compressed the space behind him and the ribs to the extreme, but

Wolfsburg suddenly began to press and pass quickly near the penalty area. Emery watched helplessly as Yi Zhe, who he had studied for two whole days, turned around like an elf in the double-team of defenders and defensive midfielders, unable to catch him at all.

.

"Force up! Close the defense line!"

Emery soon felt a sense of powerlessness. Yi Zhe's movements seemed to be a beat faster than his players. Anyway, he couldn't steal the ball at his feet. And the goal just now was still fresh in his mind.

They didn't dare to have the courage to reach out to tackle again. Only when Yi Zhe passed the ball did the Sevilla players dare to swarm the target.

But even if they grabbed the ball, like Banega, he was confident that he would be able to find space to counterattack, but Yi Zhe stretched out a leg and stabbed him directly behind.

De Bruyne followed up and seized the opportunity to fire directly outside the penalty area.

"Kevin!"

"oh--"

There was a burst of exclamation, and Ding Ding looked at the ball with his eyes. Sevilla goalkeeper Rico played steadily this time, flying up and lifting the ball over the crossbar with one palm.

Throughout the rest of the first half, Emery exercised much more than Heijing, walking back and forth between the coaching bench and the sidelines. Wolfsburg's offensive wave became higher and higher, making him quite insecure. Assistant coach

Diego Martinez walked over: "Unai, there is still some time, don't we need to make some changes?"

Emery's eyes were anxious, but when he heard this question he glanced at his assistant: "Dear Diego, please remember, this is the Europa League final. Whoever changes the stage first will reveal flaws. Trust us.

Players are the best choice."



At halftime, Wolfsburg was still trailing 1:2. Sevilla goalkeeper Rico played particularly well at the last minute to keep the goal in check.

This score is very subtle, but at least everyone can see hope. Yi Gang directly took out a bag of baguettes and distributed them to everyone, smiling and saying to everyone: "Eat some, wait and see the show!"

In the locker room, Heijing summarized the half game.

“Those two goals we conceded exposed our problems, guys! But it’s nice to see you make adjustments! Keep the ball at your feet! Keep it in our hands and press their defense! No one can stand up to us.

Impact! Use offense to crush them. The best team in Europe that knows how to defend is in the Champions League. Sevilla is nothing! Let’s fight again!”

Yi Zhe chuckled and added casually: "Actually, we have already pinched their Achilles' heel, guys."

Everyone looked at him, and Heijin said directly: "Yi, let's talk here."

Yi Zhe was stunned for a moment and immediately waved his hand: "Sir, I was just talking casually, ha!"

He thought Heijin was speaking ironically, but Heijin really said to him: "We don't have time, and we don't know how to joke. Yi, everyone has the right to express their opinions for the team."

Yi Zhe did not walk over, but said directly: "We have identified their Achilles' heel, just open up space on the court, and leave the rest to me!"

But Perisic raised objections: "Yi, don't you think their tactics will not change?"

Yi Zhe snapped his fingers: "Yin Wan, you finally said something useful. And congratulations on your correct answer! Their head coach Unai Emery may be an egotist and is absolutely confident in his tactics. He is

It won't change, so his team often collapses under the pressure - that's their Achilles' heel!"

Not many people really believed what he said, but Heijin looked as if he had seen a ghost. After whispering a few words to the coaching staff, he looked at everyone and coughed lightly: "Yi is right."

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