Chapter 165: There is a kind of never give up, called "Liverpool"! (Fifth update)

In the blink of an eye Arnold entered the thirty-meter area.

He pretended to kick the ball to the middle, but actually dribbled the ball, shook off Matic and passed the ball directly.

"Firmino!"

"A ball-distributing center forward, his organizational skills at the front of the penalty area are first-rate!"

“Nice through ball!”

The football left Firmino's feet in an instant and rolled accurately to the right side of the penalty area.

And this is exactly the loophole in Manchester United's defense.

Smalling quickly turned around to defend.

But... a figure suddenly appeared in the picture.

Liverpool No. 11! Salah instantly burst out with terrifying speed, forcibly shook off the "old" Ashley Young, and passed by Smalling.

The Egyptian Pharaoh, who had been silent for most of the game, finally made his voice heard! His left foot twitched violently.

Bang! De Gea fell to the ground very quickly, but it was no use, the football went into the goal from under his armpit.

2-2!

Falling behind, equalizing, falling behind, equalizing! Liverpool fans rushed to the railings frantically, screaming at the top of their lungs, as if they were going to tear the roof of Old Trafford off.

The goal scorer Salah ran to the corner flag area amid the cheers and kicked it down to vent his excitement.

Behind him were the Liverpool players running towards him, and they gathered in a group to celebrate this hard-earned goal.

Everyone's expression was filled with excitement.

It is definitely very difficult to equalize the score after Manchester United scored consecutive goals in an away game.

But they did it!

There is a kind of never give up, called "Liverpool"! Some people may ask, what is the use of football background?

Although it cannot be seen or touched, once such a culture is formed, it will form inertia invisibly.

Although it may not be able to directly influence the outcome of the game, at critical moments, it can enable the team to unleash a power that no one expects.

"Just do it!"

Klopp was running frantically along the sidelines, fuelled by adrenaline, when he suddenly felt a pain in his thigh.

cramp.

Then he hobbled to the coaching bench and sat down. Since no players on the field were injured yet, he enjoyed the services of the team doctor first.

"What the hell!"

Mourinho next to him stomped on the grass angrily.

Being tied repeatedly will make the players feel powerless and seriously affect the team's morale.

You can imagine.

Manchester United will launch a more fierce attack next.

If you can't hold on , "When Liverpool launches an attack, you must get the ball back at any cost!"

Mourinho pointed to the left side of the field with a ferocious and terrifying expression.

His voice didn't travel a few meters before it was drowned out by the cheers of Liverpool fans, but the Manchester United players clearly understood what the head coach meant.

Valencia gathered the Manchester United players and said with gritted teeth: "Look at your feet, this is Old Trafford!"

"Old Trafford, you know? This is our territory. No matter how many goals Liverpool scores, we have no right to give up!"

The Manchester United fans in the stands were not silent.

Because they are the 12th man on the field! "Glory, Glory, Man United!"

“As the reds go marching on on on!”

The passionate and wild melody resonated deep in the soul and echoed over Old Trafford.

Chu Feng looked up and stared at the surging red tide, and his heart couldn't help but twitch violently.

He felt like he had something extra.

Courage and determination.

Maybe it sounds a bit magical to say this, but it is the truth.

Chu Feng roared fiercely: "If they can tie the score, we can overtake the score. No matter how many goals they score, we will have more than them!"

"Fuck Liverpool!"

Lukaku shouted along.

"Fuck Liverpool!"

The passion and pride deep in the hearts of the Manchester United players were aroused, and they all let out hoarse roars.

The game starts again.

Collisions, pressing, fouls, breakthroughs. The nerves of the players on both sides are stretched to the limit and may break and collapse at any time. Now it depends on who will give up first.

The midfield completely turned into a bloody meat grinder.

In order to control the situation, the referee Craig Pawson showed four yellow cards in less than 10 minutes, to Chamberlain, Pogba, Valencia and Milner respectively.

But this did not dispel the tension on the field, and the confrontation between the two sides became more intense.

81st minute of the game.

Milner forcefully pushed Mata away to regain the ball, then made a long pass and sent the ball behind Manchester United's defense line.

Mane and Valencia started a speed competition.

The former suddenly accelerated and forced the overtaking.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

As he prepared to volley.

Valencia made up his mind and threw his body out.

"pretty!"

"Iron-blooded hook to save the situation!"

"This is the responsibility of the Manchester United captain, no matter what time they never give up!"

Neville secretly praised himself.

The football instantly fell from back to front and near Mata.

"Pass the damn football to Chu!"

Mourinho pointed to the left side of the field and yelled wildly.

"Arnold, keep a close eye on Manchester United's No. 7!"

Klopp limped to the sidelines.

On the green field.

Milner rushed over like a hungry tiger.

He wanted to interrupt Manchester United's counterattack! Mata knew that he had no physical advantage and it would be difficult for him to complete the next pass after being disturbed.

So he didn't stop the ball at all! He just kicked the football in the air.

Bang! The dull sound was like the horn of a counterattack, and the football completed the aerial relay and flew to the left side of the court.

"Bad landing spot!"

"Arnold could have just gone up and interfered! Why is he just standing there?"

There was panic in Carragher's voice.

Arnold was worried that he would be deceived by Chu Feng's stop again, so he made up his mind not to move unless the enemy did.

At this time, Chu Feng was moving sideways at high speed and could not observe the trajectory of the football well, which meant that the difficulty of stopping the ball increased exponentially.

He can only rely on his sense of the ball and his body to react instinctively.

Slightly lift your right thigh.

The moment you feel the ball, you release the force downwards! The ball goes from violent to quiet.

Arnold held his breath and reminded himself not to be fooled no matter what fake moves Chu Feng used.

Without any false moves, Chu Feng thrust his right foot forward.

The ball passes the ball!

Then all the power is released at the moment of explosion.

Thunderclaps suddenly appeared out of nowhere! Chu Feng rushed past like a gust of wind, as if the space could no longer restrain him, and the billboards on the side of the stadium became blurred.

Arnold's eyes blurred and he seemed to see an apparition.

He really wanted to curse.

When he was guarding against Chu Feng's superb feint, Chu Feng chose to use speed to break through.

So unreasonable? Liverpool's right side was destroyed again. Route 66 was not only toll-free, but also unobstructed! Three seconds later.

Chu Feng received the ball passed to him, and like a sharp knife, he stabbed it straight into Liverpool's soft spot.

(End of this chapter)