However, Bendtner did not seize the opportunity of Yi Zhe's wonderful pass. He inserted into the penalty area and aimed at the dead corner of the goal. His shot was saved by Real Madrid goalkeeper Navas.
"Navas made a world-class save!"
Yi Zhe smiled, turned around and waved his arms towards the surrounding stands, and the cheers in the stadium suddenly became louder.
“Ouch—VFL!
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“Ouch—VFL!
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“Ouch—VFL!
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The decibel level was so loud that it almost overturned the roof of the stadium. Everyone exerted themselves to their limit. Scanning the stands, you can only see posters of Yi Zhe filling the stadium, and every one of them was so excited that veins popped out. Face.
"This is Yi Zhe's appeal. Zidane's team can't escape from the wolf's den today!"
He Wei said excitedly. But soon Navas took a goal kick, came to midfielder Casemiro's header, and directly hit Modric's feet.
It was Real Madrid's rhythm maestro's turn to get the ball.
The Croatian deliberately paused for a second when he stopped the ball at his feet. He was waiting for Yi Zhe's reaction, or waiting for Yi Zhe to confidently come up and make a tackle. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Luo Yizhe approaching, already Be ready to play at any time.
But when Yi Zhe approached him, he was just close. Even Gustavo was still defending deeply in the backcourt area, and there was only one Yi Zhe in front of him.
But he didn't move at all. Modric glanced at him and tried to pass the ball to Kroos next to him.
Yi Zhe still didn't make any move, just stared at him.
"Huh? Yi seems to be distracted?"
Reese Lubet absolutely couldn't believe it. It was possible for God to be asleep, but it was absolutely impossible for Wolfsburg's God to be offline at this time.
The next second, Kroos tried to pass the ball to Benzema in the frontcourt, but the moment he took the shot, Yi Zhe suddenly moved sideways and made a sliding tackle, directly stealing the ball to the left back Tresch.
"Oh! Yi! Perfect steal!"
Rees Lubet shouted, this was another perfect counterattack. Wolfsburg quickly advanced to the frontcourt. Draxler beat Danilo one-on-one on the left and hit the penalty area with an inverted triangle pass. Arc top. Yi Zhe happened to get the ball at this position and looked up at the goal.
"Careful, he's going to shoot!"
"This is Yi's area!"
Many top European commentators, including the Real Madrid commentator, shouted out. Zidane had squinted his eyes and half-crouched on the sidelines, his face neither sad nor happy, but this action had exposed his heart.
Yi Zhe clearly felt that behind him, Cross and Modric were approaching at the same time. He quickly changed direction and adjusted his center of gravity, dodged to the right with extremely fast movements, and at the same time switched the ball from his right foot to his left foot.
In the broadcast footage, Yi Zhe seemed to be disturbed by Modric from behind at the moment he took off, but as he quickly adjusted his center of gravity, the Croatian midfielder slid past him with his legs stretched out almost straight and tackled the ball. A ball of air looked at Yi Zhe with wide eyes and surprise. At the same time, before Yi Zhe could completely stabilize his center of gravity, he directly used his left foot, which he was not good at, to send a pass into the penalty area and hit Ramos behind.
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"Invincibility starts with sacrificing the ancestor"
"easy!
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This time even the Real Madrid commentators went crazy. Even if we haven't seen this kind of scene in the El Clasico with Barcelona - their Luka seems to be no match at all? !
This has never happened before!
But the danger is right in front of him. Bruno has quickly inserted himself behind Ramos and faces Navas alone.
He confidently kicked off his shot, but the Costa Rican goalkeeper pounced on him with his octopus-like palm.
"Navas! He saved us!"
The Real Madrid commentator let out a horrified cry. The Wolfsburg fans at the scene widened their eyes and felt it was a pity. But the next second they saw Yi Zhe waving at them full of energy. The previous wave of sighs was not over yet and was immediately replaced by an even higher level of cheers.
"Yizhe knows exactly what to do. He always has the calmest mind and the most inspiring body language. What a rare blessing!"
He Wei looked at this scene with infinite emotion. But we must admit that this statement is absolutely correct. The strength gap between the two sides is there. If we don't take advantage of the home court advantage in one breath, there will be no miracles.
There were two consecutive counterattacks at the beginning. Real Madrid started to advance directly from the backcourt when taking goal kicks. Zidane made a gesture to signal the team to start to press the rhythm.
Modric retreated to the backcourt area to receive the ball. This time he turned around and saw Yi Zhe pressing directly into the frontcourt. The Croatian's heart tightened, and his feet immediately quickened the pace. Lateral dribbling tried to get rid of Yi Zhe.
"Luka, Yi is marking him again!"
Modric is still very confident in himself. He has known Yi Zhe and knows that this Wolfsburg midfielder is unusual, but he can do it himself. He also has the ability to quickly get rid of the pass in dense defense.
This is a head-on confrontation between two people.
"Yi! Luka!"
Following the commentator's shout, Modric quickly dribbled the ball past Yizhe, dribbling two steps laterally and then suddenly stopped the ball and switched the football from his right foot to his left foot.
It's a sudden change of pace, and true masters of rhythm are never limited by their dominant foot.
However, Yi Zhe didn't make any movement at the moment when he suddenly paused. Instead, he suddenly stretched his legs when he was about to pass the ball - everything was within Yi Zhe's powerful system's predicted actions.
It seems like Modric is always missing a move.
"Yi Zhe, want to steal Modric again?!"
But the Croatian quickly turned around in the next second to chase and control the ball, and firmly used his body to trap Yi Zhe behind him.
The two men are similar in size, and Yi Zhe is even half a head taller than Modric. However, it was only during the actual confrontation that Yi Zhe felt what was extraordinary about him. Only when they faced each other head-on did he realize that the muscles on his body were as strong as iron. , no wonder he is not afraid of the muscle strangulation of intensive defense.
Yi Zhe deliberately shifted half of his body's center of gravity, and when Modric changed direction, he accurately tackled him from behind.
The ball was tackled, and it had already moved forward, and was about to escape Modric's control.
But the next second, the Croatian fell to the ground and sent a long pass directly to the frontcourt.
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Yi Zhe saw his passing line and opened his mouth slightly.
There are very few midfielders whose actions can make him show such an expression, but this kick is indeed tricky enough. It directly crossed Wolfsburg's entire defense line and accurately hit the ribs behind the center back in the backcourt, waiting for Dante. When he turned around, the ball had formed a perfect connection with Ronaldo, and he could sprint directly into the Wolfsburg penalty area!
"Fuck, that's so cruel!"
Yi Zhe expressed his conviction. Even if he chased back this time, it would be too late and he could only wait and see his fate.
The media gallery was already agitated.
In the eyes of the European media, Yi and Luka are synonymous with two all-around midfielders.
Looking at it now, everyone seems to be equally divided on their murderous intentions.
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