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Chapter 259 First-rate Midfielder, Second-rate Forward, Third-rate Defender

This is the personal ability of Ronaldo, who scored his twelfth goal in the Champions League this season.

Yi Zhe just opened his eyes and glanced around, his face was very calm and his heart was untroubled. He never expected the team to keep a clean sheet in this stadium.

But what he just did was caught on camera.

"Yizhe seems to be feeling the Bernabeu? This is indeed a great stadium with great history, great stars, great coaches and... everything you can imagine about football greatness."

He Wei was keenly aware of something. No one can say whether Yi Zhe will become great in the future, but at least now there is no sense of disobedience in standing here with the sharpness displayed by Yi Zhe at the age of less than twenty years old.

The Real Madrid commentator even said directly: "Hahaha! Look what Yi is doing? Is he trying to feel the Bernabeu? So does he feel the tremor from the depths of his soul! This place can form the greatest shock to any opponent. Of course, we open our arms to

We welcome every best player with the utmost sincerity!”

This is no secret at all. In Madrid, as long as you have enough presence, any trouble will always spread so quickly.

And Yi Zhe continued his performance in front of all Real Madrid fans.

Modric was desperate enough and regarded himself as Yi Zhe's little follower. When Yi Zhe started to speed up, he almost followed him all the way from the backcourt to the frontcourt. Yi Zhe changed his rhythm several times and failed to get rid of him.

Drop him.

"Luka Modric! Today he became a warrior!"

To be honest, this scene makes people feel a bit inconsistent. The competition between two master midfielders should be like a peerless martial arts master. Every move is full of surprises and unpredictability. How can there be such a mad dog style?

Death-defying kicks!

But Modric is the most depressing. He is the only one who knows best. Even though he is chasing closely, both offense and defense are about the same, but in fact his rhythm is still a beat slower than Yi Zhe.

Following Yi Zhe all the way to the top of his own arc, he saw that Yi Zhe's speed had slowed down slightly and he had already extended his legs to make a sliding tackle. But as soon as he reacted, he watched the ball fly over his head.

Run into the restricted area.

Damn it! Slow again...

Modric can dictate the tempo on the top stage, and he has almost never experienced what it is like to be dominated one day.

Marcelo had already moved sideways to block the ribs of the penalty area, but Yi Zhe almost followed his feet and sent the ball straight into the penalty area.

"easy???"

The Real Madrid commentator was shocked. In his opinion, Marcelo's speed was already fast enough, but in his opinion, Yi Zhe's speed was like holding a stopwatch, just one beat faster than you!

Bendtner has reached the penalty area and faces Navas at close range.

He almost did not hesitate to aim at the far end of the goal. If this kick was kicked out, it would be a fatal blow for Navas who was already attacking from the near corner.

However, as soon as the ball came out, Navas's two octopus-like palms came directly to meet him and blocked the ball back with a block-like movement.

Navas saved Real Madrid's life by saving a decisive shot. He jumped up and made fists in the stands. Huge cheers immediately set off a wave of people on the court.

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The goalkeeper can also be the protagonist, but often the forward will look stupid at this time.

"What is Nick doing?! He actually wasted such an opportunity! Ha! Aha..."

Any commentator who encounters his own players wasting such an opportunity will be angry and speechless. Reese Lubet felt that her breath was stuck in her chest. However, before she could vent it, Navas turned his head and made a long pass to launch a quick counterattack.

The whole audience went straight to Bell.

Real Madrid's offense is so willful - on the correct way to open a speed maniac!

"Gareth Bale! He is a supercar! A wild horse running wild!"

There would be no suspense when Bell passed Christian Jung, but this time, the unbridled Welsh wild horse went straight to the penalty area and plunged into Wolfsburg's defenders.

It doesn't seem like a smart choice, but Bell's method is simple and crude - it's all about speed and passing!

Overtaking from the outer lane and going to the baseline to pass directly past Dante, Wolfsburg's defense instantly became extremely nervous. Naldo directly moved sideways to cover up the defense, but Bell just changed direction and accelerated when facing him... In the face of the absolute speed of Wolfsburg

What's Fort's defense like? Under the camera, Naldo looks like a wooden stake, looking like he's mechanically filling in, and then the agile Bale happily runs past like Super Mario Mushroom Picker...

Wolfsburg's penalty area has exposed a huge space. The only one who can stop Bell from this distance is Gustavo who is chasing back. However, Bell continues to accelerate and dribble laterally, calmly looking at the goal in front of him, which has almost exposed the entire space.

He continued to accelerate past Gustavo's defense, then fell to the ground and stretched his legs to send the ball into the empty goal.

"Whoa whoa--"

The Real Madrid commentator jumped up from the media box at home and opened his arms excitedly: "Gareth Bale - hahahaha! I really want to hug him! I want to hug every player of Real Madrid! 2:0! Wo

The ninety-minute effort of Wolfsborg was only half an hour's effort in front of Real Madrid!"

The balance of victory has been completely tilted, and now the total score has become 2:2, but the most terrifying thing is that Real Madrid has such a home field advantage, and Wolfsburg obviously cannot suppress it.

Reporters and commentators from almost all front-line European media were present in the stands today, and the scene in front of them was not beyond their expectations.

"Zidane still has a wealth of experience. Although Wolfsburg has outstanding strength, their biggest flaw is that they only have one Yi! Unless Yi can attack in the frontcourt and use his clone to return to the backcourt to participate in defense!"

"Yi is still strong, but it turns out that he was a mistake in this team!"

"Dieter Heijing's tactical arrangement was chaotic from the beginning. No one could withstand Real Madrid's firepower at the Bernabeu! Thanks to Yi for establishing an advantage in the first round, they may be able to save it now!"

But the scene looked so disjointed, not like a team at all. He Wei sighed softly: "It is really not easy for Yi Zhe to lead the team to this point. In the football world, there are very few teams.

A team with a first-rate midfielder, a second-rate forward, and a third-rate defender can win the Bundesliga, the Europa League and the European Super Cup. If so, then this first-rate midfielder must be a phenomenon!"

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A first-rate midfielder, a second-rate forward, a third-rate defender.

What He Wei said is absolutely fair. We cannot say that Wolfsburg's choice of two central defenders was wrong, but in a competition of this level, facing Real Madrid, which was fully attacking, it was obviously not good enough.

Some fans even left a message in the comment area of ​​the CCTV client at the same time: "The third-rate ones should be black gold! As for this group of defenders, are they qualified to be rated?"

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