Chapter 253: Kakaka a dragon!

Style: Gaming Author: Achai's hatchetWords: 2832Update Time: 24/01/19 03:23:19
"do not move!"

"roll!"

He opened his arms and tightened his back muscles to block Drogba. Rarely, Chen Mo lowered his head. Instead of observing his teammates, his eyes were fixed on the ball rolling toward his feet!

"Chance!"

Seeing this scene, Lampard was overjoyed and immediately stepped forward to defend him. But the moment he ran in front of Chen Mo, his eyes widened suddenly. Under his gaze, he faced the cross on the left. When the ball came, Chen Mo's outstretched right foot did not stop the ball, but used his strength to push it to the right!

"Hooooooooooo!"

"Hit a wall! Oh my god! Chen Mo and Maicon hit a wall!"

"Lampard was fooled!!!"

The commentator roared, and all the fans stood up. Under everyone's gaze, Chen Mo, facing the attack from behind and behind, made a precise diagonal pass and sent the ball to the right. The next second, Maicon faced the rolling ball without hesitation and immediately kicked his right foot. Incline push!

Topspin!

The ball is very fast!

The second before he sent the pass, Chen Mo vigorously swung his shoulders and pushed Lampard and Drogba to both sides with both hands!

"What a strength!"

"We can't let him pass!"

All players who have played against Chen Mo say that Chen Mo's physical fitness is monster level. "Warcraft" Drogba has heard these words and statistics, but hearing about it and experiencing it in person are completely different things!

Feeling the huge force coming from his chest, Drogba's eyes widened instantly. He immediately reached out to grab Chen Mo's arm, but his left hand was in vain!

The moment there was a gap between the two of them, Chen Mo tensed his left leg and kicked the ground vigorously, swinging his right arm forward vigorously!

Flying Monkey!

With a kick, Chen Mo broke out from the double-team of the two men in an instant, swung his arms vigorously, kicked the ground vigorously, and rushed towards the diagonal pass!

"Damn it!"

Seeing Chen Mo getting rid of the two men and about to take the ball in the center circle and challenge Makelele, Ballack, who had been defending Essien on the left, did not hesitate to pursue sideways.

"So fast!"

“He gets the ball one step faster than me!”

The corner of his right eye caught sight of Chen Mo rushing forward. Barak, who was also facing Chen Mo for the first time, was shocked. He gritted his teeth and fell to the ground with a shovel!

fierce!

Trying to scare Chen Mo!

But in the next second, as Ballack's eyes gradually widened, Chen Mo, who was leading the way, took the lead and pointed the instep of his right foot under the ball, while at the same time kicking off the ground with his left foot and leaping high!

"HOOOOOOO!!! Pick the ball! Chen Mo passed Ballack!!!"

"Define Makelele!!!"

The commentator roared, and all the Arsenal fans stood up. Under everyone's gaze, Chen Mo picked the ball in the middle circle and passed Ballack, and rushed towards Makelele like a strong wind!

"Significant change of direction?"

"Or speed and force?!"

With his eyes fixed on the rushing Chen Mo, Makelele lowered his center of gravity. In the next second, Chen Mo had rushed in front of him. Under Makelele's gaze, he moved the ball to the right with his right foot!

"The center of gravity is not moving, just a fake move!"

"The muscles in his left leg are tight! He's going to change direction!"

"Henry on the line?!"

Chen Mo's right foot passed over the ball. The next second he saw that the muscles of Chen Mo's left leg were tense and he was trying to move the instep of his left foot to move the ball to the left. Makelele's eyes flashed and he subconsciously turned to the right.

At this moment, Chen Mo's left foot did not go around the instep to play the ball. Instead, he pushed the arch of his foot forward and to the right. Then his center of gravity moved forward to his right leg in a lunge, with his whole body weight pressed on the right leg! The next second, support the ground, tighten up, and push hard!

"Ruined!"

The moment Chen Mo's center of gravity changed, Makelele immediately dropped his left shoulder and tried to turn around, but as soon as the thought came to his mind and before his body made any movement, Chen Mo in front of him had already pulled out an afterimage and rushed towards his left shoulder!

Change direction?

Change your direction!

Facing a thirty-three-year-old veteran, just attack him with speed and that's it!

A simple rhythm change of riding a bicycle and a second burst of speed, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Mo had already left Makelele behind!

"Oh God!!! There were three people in the middle! What kind of monster is he!!!"

"I swear, Chen Mo is definitely faster than last season!"

"He faced the Chelsea defense!!!"

"Go, go, go, go!!!!"

"We can't let him pass!"

A man shot through the middle, and the commentator was instantly excited. The Arsenal fans on the sidelines also stood up with their heads in their hands, eyes full of anticipation!

Run!

"He's going to hit the wall?!"

A train dribbled the ball from the backcourt to the right side of the Chelsea penalty area. Looking at Terry who was almost stepping on the penalty area line and lowering his focus to defend, Chen Mo instantly slowed down and turned sideways to the top of the arc. The ball bounced from his right foot to the left. At the same time, he lowered his left shoulder, raised his left foot and tried to pass the ball to Giroud who was making a wall at the top of the arc!

Seeing this scene, Terry subconsciously took a step forward with his right foot, trying to intercept the passing route. At this second, Chen Mo changed his left foot to buckle. At the same time, the large muscles of his right leg tightened and he kicked hard!

"Walt??? Terry was passed over!!!"

"Chen Mo single-handedly challenged the entire Chelsea!!!"

"Don't worry about it, Chen Mo has entered the penalty area! The goalkeeper is attacking!!!"

"Ruined!"

Second burst of speed! Terry panicked and immediately turned around to pursue him. The moment he turned around and took a big step, he swung his right leg diagonally toward Chen Mo, who was entering the right side of the penalty area.

Knock horizontally!

In the desperate gaze of Terry moving downward and the goalkeeper moving to the right, the ball passed under Terry's crotch and hit the door from the right side of the penalty area. The next second, Giroud clamped the center defender Carvalho with his left hand. Falling to the ground and stabbed with a right foot!

Empty door!

"The goal is scored!!! Three to two! In the 73rd minute of the game! Arsenal takes the lead!!! The goal was made by No. 9 Olivier GirouUUUUUUUd!!! Beautiful goal in front of the goal!!!"

"It's so scary! Oh my God, there were four people in the backcourt??? Really, I swear!!! After today's game, no team will dare to treat Arsenal as a rebuilding team. , because Arsenal has—Chen!!!”

"Mo!"

"Chen!!"

"Mo!!"

"CheNNNNNNNN!!!"

"Mooooooooooooo!!!"

"The gunman is invincible!"

"We have Chen Mo!"

"What is Mourinho doing?! Is this his tactic?!"

"The Champions League champion coach has a squad of 200 million euros but he can't beat Arsenal in the reconstruction period? Oh! He is robbing, he is committing a crime!"

"Why didn't you sign Chen Mo last year?! We obviously have a better chance of signing him!"

“We have money but we don’t know how to spend it!!!”

There was a roar and a tsunami. Driven by the commentary, the entire Arsenal fans were completely excited. Their crazy shouts completely enveloped the Arsenal players celebrating at the corner kick!

"Arsenal can take the lead because you are lucky to have Chen Mo."

On the other side of the Arsenal fans' cheers, there were the shouts and curses of the Chelsea fans. Listening to the shouts from behind the bench, Mourinho didn't have much expression on his face. He just glanced sourly at Wenger who was pumping his fist excitedly next to him. .

After hearing what the other party said, Wenger put his hands into his suit trouser pockets, shrugged and smiled: "No, it's not luck. You also had the opportunity to take him to Stamford Bridge at that time. Not only you, but also Manchester United and Real Madrid had the opportunity to take him away." , but it’s a pity that you don’t want to believe that a seventeen-year-old child has the power to change everything, but I believe it.”

"You're just a lucky gambler!"

"Of course, which coach who advocates offense is not a gambler? But obviously, I won the bet, and some people who think that safety is the first priority, cough, you know."

"You guy!"

Wenger playfully winked at Mourinho and felt his teasing gaze. Mourinho was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He turned around and returned to the bench to sulk. This scene was also captured by the camera. It was quickly put on the screen.

"Haha, it seems that Mr. Mourinho is very angry."

"It's normal. You have to know that this is Stamford Bridge. No Chelsea fan can accept their team losing to Arsenal at home, and it's Arsenal in the rebuilding period."

"Indeed, it is true, but Chen Mo is too strong. He dribbled the ball from the front of his own penalty area and passed several people in a "whoosh", and then went to the opponent's penalty area to attract the defense to complete the cross pass.

Yes, this happened in this ball. The big reason is that Lampard lost his position and Chen Mo got space to sprint, but this is too scary!

And Chen Mo is not only powerful personally, he is also a natural leader, whether it is directing Bell to blitz the first ball, or the selfless cross just now.

You must know that he could obviously choose to shoot by himself just now. He didn't shoot many times, but his success rate was very high. Last season, his finishing success rate ranked among the top five in Europe, but he knew that a team could not win the game relying on one player, so he gave the scoring opportunity to Giroud, hoping that the big man Can find the feeling of scoring goals early. "

"Yes, when your teammates are comfortable, you will be more comfortable. Chen Mo obviously understands this truth. Well, the game is not over yet. Let's see if Chelsea can create a miracle in the remaining fifteen minutes or so. Otherwise, someone will kiss the donkey’s ass, haha.”