Hero of the Penalty Area

Chapter 168 The Siege Weapon!

Chen Yingxiong felt very strange. It didn't take long for the second half to start. When he tried to drill in front of the goal, he almost didn't encounter any resistance, so he went in easily. And Lorik Sana, who had been guarding him strictly before, did not act like a central defender from Marseilles, but like Chen Yingxiong’s personal bodyguard. He only jumped up and interfered with him when his teammates passed the ball to him. Most of the other time, I just watched from the side. During the period, Chen Yingxiong got two chances to shoot with his feet in the penalty area. Not surprisingly, his shots deviated from the goal.

When did the opponent's defense become so lax?

Chen Yingxiong was overjoyed and raised his hand for the ball. The football is passed in the air, but the quality of the cross is uneven-not even a decent cross. But it is clear that Marseille has made great efforts in air defense.

Chen Yingxiong can't easily header the goal.

After several unsuccessful header attempts, Chen Yingxiong found out where the problem was-cut off his contact with his teammates, even if he stood in front of the goal and stared at him, it would not help.

Marseille doesn't care if he gets into the restricted area!

Chen Yingxiong is not a fool. He knows that Marseille did this not because the defense was lax, but the defense was tighter, but they changed a way to defend themselves...

What should I do? He didn’t frown and think **** the sidelines like Ed Wocart did. His thinking is very simple-since I played hard against Sana outside in the first half, the effect was good, and he scored a goal. That means I’m more threatened outside the penalty area than in the penalty area. If Marseille is not allowed to stick to the penalty area in the first half and I am not allowed to enter, how could my **** change suddenly in the second half?

Whatever the enemy is afraid of, I just want to come...

So he went back outside the penalty area, stood in front of Lorik Sana again, raised his hand again, and asked his teammates for the ball.

Sana once wanted to put Chen Yingxiong into the restricted area, but he didn't count this matter. Chen Yingxiong himself did not want to go in, and he did nothing.

So he had to gritted his teeth and Chen Yingxiong continued the physical confrontation.

Impact, impact, or impact.

Physically, it was obvious that Hero Chen had the advantage, and Sana could only use willpower to fight the opponent.

Of course, the referee can occasionally help him.

Chen Yingxiong has been called for three fouls for hitting someone like this.

But he is not afraid. Such fouls rarely receive a yellow card, so he is unscrupulous at all-as long as you don't play again, I will go in, and that will be my world!

Not to mention Lorik Sana, even the coach of Marseille, Eric Gretz, who has been a player for a long time, rarely sees such a back-up singles center...

Relying solely on the body, almost no skills-if there are any skills, it is also the skills of back and buttocks...

But it was this seeming rough, unskilled approach that left the defenders of Marseille at a loss.

Sana’s centre-back partner, Gael Givent, came up to help, and Chen Yingxiong immediately assigned the football to Krzakov, who was temporarily unmarked. Krzakov's shot forced goalkeeper Mandanda to make a brilliant save.

Givet was honest right away.

With the passing of the game time, in the fierce offense and defense, everyone was surprised that the game had reached the 75th minute.

So far, neither side has scored any more goals. The score is still 1:0, with Zenit St. Petersburg leading at home. Marseille led by 3:2 on the total score.

This score means that Marseille will eliminate Zenit and advance to the quarterfinals.

Gretz stood on the sidelines a little nervously. Ever since Chen Yingxiong ran out of the penalty zone and Sana singled out, he has been like this and never returned to the coaching bench.

He is nervous!

The team is now weak offensively, and can only wait for Zenit to panic, make mistakes, and then wait for an opportunity to counterattack. It doesn't matter if they can't score, as long as Zenit becomes anxious, their offensive power will naturally be greatly reduced.

As long as this score is maintained to the end, Marseille will win!

Gretz's eyes were fixed on Chen Yingxiong and Sana most of the time.

Whenever Chen Yingxiong pushes up his **** and confronts Sana, he can't help but tighten his stomach.

He knew that Sana was under tremendous pressure. He used his body as a wall for Marseilles. This wall had stubbornly blocked Chen Yingxiong for seventy-five minutes and only gave the opponent one chance!

Such a player is really suitable as the captain of Marseille!

A team must have a figure who can stand up at a critical moment and sacrifice himself to save the team's destiny.

Lorik Sana did it.

Gretz sighed in his heart.

It is not only Gretz who is paying attention to the game time, but also on the sidelines of the coach Zenit St. Petersburg coach Ed Wo Carter.

He was just as anxious, but his surface looked calm like Gujing.

If he is in a hurry, those players on the field who are desperately looking for a chance to score, may be so anxious...

He can also control his facial expressions, the Zenit fans in the stands have long been out of control.

There are fifteen minutes before the end of the game, and a goal must be scored within those fifteen minutes. However, looking at the current situation of the team, it is still too late to start the situation.

"Offense! Offense!"

"We need to score!"

Some anxious Zenit fans started booing the players of Marseille because Marseille started to delay the game...

Arshavin tried a long shot, but it went straight out of the bottom line. For the goal kick of Marseille, goalkeeper Mandanda repeatedly placed the football on the ground three times before pushing it away to prepare for the kick-off.

Seeing him carefully lay out the football, as if placing a piece of ceramic art, there was a deafening boo over the Petrovsky Stadium.

In such a big boo, the fool knew that the opponent was delaying the game.

The referee decisively blew his whistle and went up and gave Mandanda a yellow card. Mandanda also shrugged and spread his hands with an innocent look.

As a result, this caused him more boos.

The boos showed how anxious Zenit fans are. The Marseille fans were very happy. The few Marseille fans cheered in the corner of the stands. They sang "Marseillaise" to cheer for their team.

Hilgeyevsky is also very anxious: "Arshavin should not blindly shoot from long range! He should hand over the football to Domingos and reorganize the attack! Although we have many opportunities for attacking, we all squander it like this. It won't help!"

Journalists in the media booth are also worried about the team's prospects.

"If this goes on, the team's hopes of scoring will only become even slimmer!"

"Does it really depend on a miracle?"

"Has the hero's goal exhausted Zenit's last luck?"

"God! No matter who it is, score a goal!"

French journalists happily restarted the topic of predicting the next round of opponents.

Another two minutes passed in the worries of all quarters.

In the 77th minute of the game, the score was still 1:0, with the home team Zenit St. Petersburg leading.

In this game, Marseille has a double midfielder configuration, one offensive midfielder Benoit Cheyrou (Benoit Cheyrou), and the other defensive midfielder Modeste Mbami (modeste·mbami) .

Xie Lu needs to organize an offense, and the key to switching from defensive to offensive lies in him, so it is impossible for him to entangle Chen Yingxiong. But if he wants to attack, he has to start from Chen Yingxiong.

Taking advantage of a dead ball opportunity, he called his partner Mbami over in the midfield and asked him to encircle Chen Yingxiong with Sana. One after the other, two defenders will be able to intercept the ball. As long as the football is cut off, he can make a successful counterattack with the ball-he is not as confident and optimistic as the French fans and reporters in the stands. He feels that the current situation is very dangerous, and only scoring goals can dispel the strong sense of crisis in his heart.

Mbami nodded and agreed to Xielu's arrangement.

Although Nasri’s reputation is greater, the core of Marseille’s midfielder is not the French "87 four young men", who are as famous as Benzema, Ben Alpha and Menez, but the unremarkable uncle. Noir Cherou.

When Chen Yingxiong took the ball with his back again and was ready to single out Sana, the Cameroonians rushed to help the captain Sana and confront Chen Yingxiong.

He stretched out his feet to sweep the ball while Chen Yingxiong focused all his attention on Sana!

When they saw Mbami and Sana defending against Chen Yingxiong, the people in the stands were shocked. Many fans even couldn't help but cried out.

The reporters in the media gallery are okay, after all, there is no yelling. But he also felt that Chen Yingxiong was about to lose the ball this time.

Everyone knows what virtues Chen Yingxiong's skills are. He rarely holds football under his feet for too long. In the game, he always try his best to give the ball, his teammates pass the football to him, he will never drive the ball to the opponent's penalty area, but quickly transfer the football out. His performance is really like a transit point. He won't jump up high until in front of the door and complete the fatal blow!

He is a smart player who knows to hide his weaknesses and give full play to his strengths. But now from everyone's point of view, he is not smart at all-before facing a Sana, he can use his body to bully people. It's really unwise to control the ball like this in front and back.

Out of the corner of Chen Yingxiong's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the malicious black man, knowing what he was going to do with his knees. So when Mbami swept his foot over, Chen Yingxiong swiftly slammed back and pulled the football in front of him at the same time!

In the dungeon, he faced an environment ten times worse than the current one, surrounded by densely packed defensive players, and none of his teammates. In such a copy, he was trained miserably, but he also slowly honed what he should do in this situation.

So Mbami's action can't stop his ball at all!

"Mbami!" the French commentator shouted excitedly, as if the Cameroon international had already broken the football.

But then he saw Chen Yingxiong quickly pull the football in front of him, and Mbami swept away!

Mbami, who tried too hard, even lost his center of gravity, staggered under his feet and almost fell to the ground!

But the test Chen Yingxiong faces is not over yet, because behind him there is a Lorik Sana who is still fighting even harder and staring at the football at the feet of Chen Yingxiong.

Sana, who has been patiently waiting for the opportunity, finally waited until the moment he wanted. Chen Yingxiong pulled the football back. Now the football is close to him, and he can reach the football with his legs stretched out from behind. And Chen Yingxiong must have focused his attention on Mbami at this time. He would never think that he would take advantage of this time... What if he knew it? Could he still react?

Tall people are not too agile.

Lorik Sana slid down, grabbed Chen Yingxiong's arm with one hand, and grabbed his jersey with the other hand, kicking the ball from behind!

Outsiders looked carefully and thought that the ball would be broken.

The core of Marseille, Cheroux, is even ready to catch the ball and fight back. Everyone knows that if Chen Yingxiong is intercepted, it is quite dangerous. Out of trust in Chen Yingxiong, Zenit's defensive line was heavily pressed, and behind them was a large block of space.

When Sana stretched out his foot to poke the ball, he kept his eyes on the football. The moment he thought he was about to steal the ball successfully, the football disappeared from his eyes!

As soon as Chen Yingxiong pulled the football back, he immediately buckled it to the left side of his body. This action was done in one go, very coherent, without even a slight pause, as if he had known what Sana was going to do.

In fact, this is entirely a conditioned reflex that was specially trained in the copy. Chen Yingxiong's body firmly remembered this series of movements.

Buckle the football to the left side of the body, and at the same time Chen Yingxiong put one hand on Sana, and quickly turned to the direction of the football!

Lorik Sana's hand holding his arm was forced to open to maintain his balance, while the other hand was still holding his clothes firmly without letting go. Sana knew exactly what this kid was going to do. Of course you can't let go at this time, absolutely can't let go, you will have to drag him to the funeral! He doesn't believe that if he hangs himself up, Chen Yingxiong can still complete the action of turning around and shooting...

But believe it or not, Chen Yingxiong is indeed turning around!

Chen Yingxiong could feel the pressure on him. He didn't know what the other party did to him, and he didn't have time to worry about it. At this time, the arrow is on the string and has to be sent. His football has been dunked. If others don't follow it, the attack will be over! How many times can we experience such offensive failures? With more than ten minutes before the end of the game, every failure is a heavy blow to morale!

So he used all his strength, gritted his teeth, bruised, blushed and his neck was rough...turned around!

It is as if a rusty fort is turning its muzzle stubbornly, aiming at the target! In the harsh creaking sound, the rust was continuously peeled off the gun body, and the debris was splashed all over the sky...

Sana found that the picture in front of him was turning-he was turning around with Chen Yingxiong! This kid took himself and turned around!

The French commentator was shocked by the scene in front of him. He let out a horrified cry and never followed. "God, what do I see..."

When Chen Yingxiong turned around, his right foot had already been lifted, and with the power of his turning around, he drew towards the football.

In front of him, stood the towering thick walls of Marseille and the closed gates.

But now, this copper wall and iron wall have collapsed under his continuous impact. The collapse started at a corner and has now spread to the entire city wall. Big boulders fell from the air in front of his eyes, and the smoke and dust filled that place. The goal is revealed!

Lorik Sana hung behind Chen Yingxiong, like rags fluttering in the wind. He finally couldn't hold Chen Yingxiong's clothes anymore. He slid down and fell to the ground...

At the same time, Chen Yingxiong's siege weapon had adjusted his muzzle, and roared at the walls, towers and gates of Marseille.

Bang!

Amidst the fire and gunpowder, football shot out like cannonballs.

The straight-line distance between the penalty area line and the goal was 16 and a half meters. Chen Yingxiong used all his strength and turned and charged the heavy artillery to fly to the goal line in less than half a second!

Mandanda didn't have time to make any effective saves, but the football still hit the tip of his fingers that he raised subconsciously-Chen Yingxiong's kick was very powerful, but the angle was a bit positive.

But this can't stop the football from flying into the goal. The football jumped, bounced up, and hit the net above the goal!

When the football lost all its power under the restraint of the net, and fell from the air behind Mandanda, the passionate "Marseillaise" was completely overwhelmed by the desperate and crazy roar of the St. Petersburg fans!

It's not singing, nor has any specific meaning, it's just a roar and shout full of wild power, sweeping the audience, straight into the sky!

This voice still cheered the Maasai before telling it--you're done! !