Yi Zhe quickly fired a set kick and directly attacked Atletico Madrid's backcourt. Bendtner quickly intervened. This kind of cooperation was already familiar to him. His speed surpassed Atletico Madrid's three defenders in an instant and passed between Godin and Jimenez. Push it in hard!
"Nick——"
Simeone jumped out directly from the coaching bench, with wide eyes and gently caressing his chest with his hand.
Both managers reacted in a big way... and it turned out they were overreacting.
Atletico Madrid goalkeeper Jan Oblak had already rushed over in two steps, and almost opened his arms to the limit as he took a big step. At the same time, Godin quickly chased behind him.
But Bendtner stared at the goal, he hesitated. Perhaps this was the goal that opened the scoring and set the pace of history. For the first time in his life, Nicklas Bendtner had the opportunity to dominate the rhythm of the Champions League final!
However, at this critical moment, he forgot to be decisive. As a result, Godin behind him took half of his body to make a rescue the moment he kicked off. The kick missed and he fell out and collided with Oblak. The hero was not able to do anything. When it was done, he took a mouthful of mud like a dog.
"oh--"
"Woo——"
The atmosphere in the stadium was tense. Bendtner gestured to Yi Zhe apologetically, his face still full of dissatisfaction.
Yi Zhe just smiled and shook his head, already mentally prepared for such an operation.
"What a waste of Yi Zhe's pass!"
He Wei couldn't help but sigh.
However, Yi Zhe was eyeing Atletico Madrid's formation in his mind, frowning and quickly thinking of countermeasures. It is impossible for him to play such an important game without the help of the system, but this should be the first time Simeone has used this formation, and the system has never simulated it.
"Pooh……"
Yi Zhe cursed secretly. Less than five minutes into the game, he already knew how powerful the Champions League final was. This was a time when experience was absolutely needed.
He has little experience, but he is definitely the strongest rookie - including the number of simulated games, Yi Zhe plays at least eight games a day, 30-40 games a week, and has played more than 1,000 games so far - Mar Tini played only 963 times in Milan for 24 years.
So now is the time to show the power of plug-ins.
Gustavo raised his foot in the midfield to fight for the high-altitude ball and pass it to Yi Zhe. However, Yi Zhe was already making preparations while aiming at the ball. At least six legs stretched out around him to compress his space to the extreme.
"No matter where Yi is, he will face the siege of Atletico Madrid today!"
"Simeone's team is a bunch of mad dogs!"
Such an extreme tactic, anyone who is not a pure Atletico Madrid fan. However, the next second, everyone saw Yi Zhe raise his right foot and touch the ball lightly, quickly fight with Gabi, and then volley the ball. After completing a 180-degree turn, while rotating his body, he lifted the ball forward with the heel of his right foot and passed all Atletico Madrid players in a flash.
Turn around and a new world appears!
"easy!
!
! "
"Oh my God, Yi Zhe!"
The entire stadium erupted in unprecedented exclamations, even the Atletico Madrid fans.
Everyone wants to know, what the hell is this operation?
"Is this a combination of slalom and rainbow?"
"How is it possible to make such an action! Yi...how is it possible!"
"Is it the Super Saiyan coming to the stadium?"
In an instant, Yi Zhe had quickly charged forward, and in front of him were the opponent's three central defenders. Wolfsburg instantly formed a four-on-three advantageous situation in the frontcourt. Yi Zhe glanced to both sides, but suddenly fired at the goal, thirty meters away from the goal!
"easy!"
Atletico Madrid's three central defenders are all defensive heroes, and they can even turn the tide in the defense. They can only turn their heads and stare at the goal.
Oblakten jumped high and flew towards the blind corner, stretched his body to the extreme and saved Yi Zhe's shot with one palm.
"I go!"
Yi Zhe smacked his lips, his aim was accurate enough, but Oblak almost pounced on his shot in a theoretical blind spot close to the goal post.
"Oblak!"
All kinds of cheers filled San Siro, this wave has explained the top offense and defense.
Heijing slowly walked back to the coaching bench from the sideline with a smile, and looked at coach Bremzer.
"Are you sure again, Dieter?"
Coach Bremzer's tone seemed to be asking: Do you think you can do it again?
But Heijing shrugged: "Standing here, have you ever wavered in your confidence, man?"
However, Simeone's originally relaxed expression slowly wrinkled up, and he called Gabi and Godin to him one after another.
"Pay attention to the gaps in the defense! Think about how we dealt with Barcelona, and that was someone who came from Barcelona!"
But Yi Zhe will probably curse when he hears this. He will never take off this label!
Gustavo came over and patted Yi Zhe on the shoulder: "Yi, what do you need us to do?"
Yi Zhe just smiled at him: "You did a good job, Lewis."
Gustavo glanced at Atletico Madrid, a little worried: "They are targeting you, Yi."
"This is Atletico Madrid, Luis! If it's not about me, is there something wrong with their brains?"
Atletico Madrid's defense began to shrink. Yi Zhe returned to the backcourt to receive the ball and turned around to see a chain defense system with three frontal lines of defense. For the power of this kind of defense, Italy has given the best explanation.
But Yi Zhe glanced up at the wing and tried to make a long pass directly to Xuerle to launch a counterattack. However, Jimenez rushed over to defend and Xuerle was blocked before he even had a chance to show his speed.
Yi Zhe shook his head slightly. When he got the ball again, he passed Thiago directly from the center and cut into Atletico Madrid's defensive system.
"Hey! Yi Zhe really dares to put himself in danger, but..."
Before He Wei finished speaking, Yi Zhe had already peeled off Atletico Madrid's first layer of defense with a skillful one-on-one with Caligiuri.
"Yi Zhe!"
As soon as He Wei uttered two words, Yi Zhe half-turned again and passed the oncoming Gabi, then shouldered Kirk sideways and sent a direct pass to the wing.
"This is what makes a skilled artist bold!"
But this time Draxler on the left did not start quickly. Instead, he aimed at the gap and returned the ball to the center, finding Yi Zhe again.
This time, Yi Zhe faced the pressing defense line and took a big step. He was faster than Godin stretching his legs and stabbed directly into the huge open space behind him. He also rushed forward without any fear that the opponent had already reached him. Long legs stretched out.
Of course, he was knocked down the moment he rushed out. Clattenburg's urgent whistle sounded and he ran over and showed the Uruguayan central defender a red card!
"Godin... red card! Yi Zhe changed everything by himself. He dominated the balance of San Siro!"
He Wei suddenly raised the decibel level, and he knew that Yi Zhe must do something, but he didn't expect that he might have already decided the winner in the first ten minutes.
