Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 174 Breaking Liverpool's triple-team! He is a walking work of art, a priceless treasure that cannot be replicated!

Liverpool's initial high-pressing tactics, after failing to achieve good results, immediately intensified their physical confrontation.

It's obvious that Klopp is determined to stick to his strategy and use relentless pressing to limit Arsenal's midfield.

Under such relentless pressure, Qin Ming felt the strain, and his teammates' passing became less smooth.

The two teams then engaged in a fast-paced offensive and defensive transition in midfield.

On the sidelines, Klopp removed his baseball cap, which was obstructing his view, and looked at both teams with a serious expression.

His strategy today was to take the initiative in the away game, and then reduce the intensity of the pressing and focus on defense after scoring.

However, unexpectedly, Arsenal's ball distribution improved significantly after Qin Ming joined, preventing them from scoring for nearly 20 minutes.

On the other side, Wenger, seeing his team's somewhat disheveled situation, did not show the anxiety that people expected, but instead remained calm and composed.

He knew they were only losing possession, not the ball, and the danger zone remained safe.

As for how to launch an attack?
Wenger's sharp gaze swept across and locked onto Qin Ming.

He believes the breakthrough will come soon.

The Emirates Stadium seemed to have turned into a library again, with everyone except the two thousand fans in the North Stand looking rather unenthusiastic.

"Nacho!"

When Koscielny passed the ball to the wing, Qin Ming immediately realized something was wrong; the Liverpool players were misleading them.

At this point, we absolutely cannot let Monreal lose possession, otherwise Liverpool will be very vulnerable to counter-attacks.

I have to get the ball back myself.

Monreal also noticed the problem and quickly passed the ball forward along the sideline.

However, the next second he saw Klein step forward and do his best to hold off Qin Ming so that he wouldn't turn around. At the same time, Milner, who was originally preparing to surround and kill him, rushed over with Philmino.

This is a trap!
Liverpool are going to exploit this weakness to target Arsenal's key players!
Upon seeing this, the fans in the stadium held their breath, and the Emirates Stadium instantly became much quieter.

"call!"

Feeling the power coming from behind him, Qin Ming glanced at the other two, his thoughts and actions synchronized.

He used his right foot to twist the ball inwards, preventing Klein from intercepting it.

Wait!
"I'll do it!" Milner shouted, seizing the opportunity to extend his foot.

Before the match, Klopp analyzed Qin Ming's technical characteristics with them.

Surrounding and pressing is the most effective way to steal the ball.

Just as he was about to poke the ball, Qin Ming flicked the ball with his right foot again, then followed up with a pull-back with his left foot.

A perfect trajectory appeared on the green field.

The whole place was in an uproar!

"WOW!" Before Arsenal fans could even utter a sound, they were shocked once again.

But this is far from enough.

Because Liverpool's three-man encirclement was about to take shape.

As if sensing someone approaching from behind, Qin Ming suddenly swung his right foot upwards, as if under a spell.

Snap! A rainbow appeared in the sky above the Emirates Stadium, crossing the three Liverpool players who were closing in on them.

Monreal made a quick run forward from outside the sideline and received the impossible pass.

"Dodge and weave in a tight space!"

"So fast that it's impossible to see clearly!"

"They took the ball out! What's this?!"

"Is there such a way to break through a siege and robbery?"

Zhan Jun made an incredulous sound in the studio.

On the pitch, Monreal made a surprising run, leaving Liverpool's flanks wide open as Clyne and others pushed forward.

Run around freely!
Moreover, his leading position gave him ample time to adjust.

Snap! The ball was passed across to Cazorla, who then switched it to the wing, where Sanchez cut it back.

The whole process was smooth and fast.

Liverpool players couldn't react in time and could only passively follow along.

This led to a serious misalignment.

Giroud, unmarked, surged forward and thrust his foot forward to meet the ball!

boom!
Belgium's second-choice goalkeeper, Mignolet, was helpless against the shot and could only watch the goal go in.

1-0! ! !

"Yeah!!!" The cheers that erupted from the Chief's Library seemed to shake the clouds in the sky.

Arsenal fans raised their hands, their minds replaying the scene that had just unfolded on the sideline.

Crazy!

too crazy!

How could there be such a player?

Facing a three-man encirclement, he casually touched the ball repeatedly, and finally delivered a lob pass.

Arsenal's official commentator Paul Dutton roared passionately at the scene.

"We witnessed an incredible scene when this amazing player arrived at the Emirates Stadium!"

"This shouldn't have happened! This couldn't have happened, yet it did!"

“Remember him!”

"Qin!"

"He is a walking work of art, priceless and irreplaceable!"

"Gunslingers, enjoy this wonderful moment!"

He has been a commentator for Arsenal for a long time and knows the team's history, players, etc., but he has never felt like this before.

It's like the emotions inside have burst forth, and the only way to vent them is by shouting loudly.

At the Emirates Stadium, people weren't looking at Giroud, who scored the goal, but rather at the red and white number 10 with fervor.

What is Qin Ming doing?
He glanced at the shocked Firmino and Klopp standing right next to him, and felt as if he were back in the Bundesliga.

Could it be that this is why I handled things so well?
Klopp was completely numb at this point, and his breathing became rapid. He quickly grabbed the transparent barrier to catch his breath.

Why does it feel like it's much better than when it was in Wolfsburg?
The situation just now made him reluctant to blame the players, since it wasn't their fault.

It's not that Qin Ming is abnormal.

Wenger next to him wasn't much better off; his originally calm face was now filled with astonishment, and his hands instinctively went into his pockets.

But he wasn't wearing a suit on such a hot day, and his shirt didn't even have any pockets.

"Am I dreaming?"

Pat Rice also had a blank expression.

"That was a great assist." Wenger took a while to come to his senses.

on the field.

Qin Ming was surrounded by Giru and the others, who were gesturing wildly to express their excitement.

Most people didn't even see it clearly before the football was picked out.

Then Monreal made a long run without encountering any resistance and quickly passed the ball to his teammate.

"Qin! Sometimes I really wonder where you came from!"

Cazorla saw it clearly, which is why he was even more shocked, since he couldn't do it himself.

Such a small area, yet such complex processing.

"You're not guessing, are you?"

Cazorla immediately contradicted himself after he finished speaking.

You can fool people when you shoot, but you can't fool them when you do.

Every step is precise and requires advance calculation to complete the final ball release.

"Let's go, let's go! My legs feel great today, let's continue later!"

Qin Ming chuckled.

Whether it was because of Klopp and Firmino or not, he felt hot all over, a typical sign of being in top form.

When the game resumed, the Emirates Stadium was no longer quiet.

More than 60,000 fans were focused, afraid of missing even a single frame and thus missing Qin Ming's amazing dribbling skills.

However, things didn't go as they expected. Klopp, seemingly determined to keep pushing, continued to intensify his pressing, essentially treating the players like robots.

This kind of fuss is acceptable at the beginning of the season, but if it continues like this...

It will probably end up much like Dortmund's fate.

Qin Ming couldn't find the same opportunity as before, and could only pass the ball with his teammates, barely managing to cope with Liverpool's pressing.

The 37th minute of the game.

Liverpool won the ball back in the attacking third, and Gabriel quickly cleared it.

They just happened to find Sanchez on the wing.

Seeing a good opportunity, the Chilean player accelerated towards Liverpool's half, and when faced with Lovren pressing him, he tried to change direction and go inside.

Who knew that the usually unpredictable Levi would suddenly sidestep and crash into him.

Neither of them could maintain their balance and fell to the ground.

But Lovren has longer legs, and after falling, he swept the ball to the right, passing it to Lucas.

The Brazilian midfielder played for Liverpool for eight years, witnessing Xabi Alonso's transfer and captain Gerrard's departure.

Lucas's greatest strengths are his extensive experience and excellent awareness.

Now, upon receiving the ball, he doesn't hesitate to launch a long diagonal pass.

Snap! The football traveled across most of the field and was caught by Coutinho.

Brazil connected!

Coutinho controlled the ball, feinted to get rid of Ramsey, led to the right, and unleashed a powerful shot.

The football whistled as it shot toward the goal, like a sharp arrow piercing the clouds!
Despite stretching out his body in front of the goal, Cech couldn't prevent the goal from being scored.

1-1! ! !

"The goal went in!"

"Coutinho's long-range shot has leveled the score for Liverpool!"

"Nearly 40 minutes of high-pressure pressing finally paid off!"

Zhan Jun's hoarse voice rang out.

Looking at Coutinho celebrating wildly in the center of the big screen, Zhang Lu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Many excellent young players have emerged in the football world now. Look at that super high-quality long-range shot; not just anyone can pull that off."

On the field, Qin Ming felt the same way as Zhang Lu. Although Coutinho made the wrong choice, his technical skills were truly undeniable.

"Their stamina won't last 90 minutes! The second half is when we'll fight back! Don't let this goal affect you!"

Ramsey clapped his hands hard.

"Okay!" Qin Ming gave him face.

He was indeed unaffected; Liverpool's tactics rely heavily on player stamina.

Klopp has only been in charge for two months, how could he possibly have developed the physical fitness of Liverpool's players?
After 65 minutes, he felt that the roles of the two sides were about to be reversed.

Courtside.

Wenger instructed his players to target Coutinho and prevent him from taking shots in dangerous areas.

Klopp, on the other hand, rediscovered the passion he had lost at Dortmund.

He pumped his fists wildly and roared loudly to celebrate this timely goal.

Liverpool's morale soared as a result, and they continued to press high after the start of the match, showing no signs of fatigue.

Unfortunately, there wasn't much time left in the first half.

Beep!
Qin Ming was finally able to catch his breath after the referee blew the whistle.

That's the downside of playing against Klopp's team: the pace of attack and defense is frighteningly fast in the early stages, forcing you to expend more energy.

However, overall, the Liverpool players are definitely more tired.

Qin Ming could see the fatigue on Firmino's face, even though there were still 45 minutes left in the second half.

Therefore, even though the two teams drew, Wenger still smiled and told the players how to play next.

Wenger's calm also soothed the Arsenal players.

After the second half started, Liverpool rested for 15 minutes, hoping to score first.

However, Arsenal, having strengthened their defense around the penalty area, did not give Coutinho another chance to shoot.

Klopp responded quickly to this.

Play on the wings and have Benteke win headers to create chaos in Arsenal's backfield.

The 59th minute of the game.

Before Liverpool could even launch their attack, Arsenal began to speed up, abandoning their previous slow and deliberate passing and control.

Qin Ming made a forward run from the center circle and received a pass from Cazorla.

"Klein and Milner noticeably reduced their pressing intensity."

Seeing that the two players were slowing down their attack, he decisively pushed the ball between them and then forcefully broke through by pushing off the grass.

Bang! Milner had no choice but to foul, paying the price with a yellow card.

"Qin! I know your free-kick technique is very good, so you can try to draw more fouls in the attacking third."

Qin Ming remembered the professor's instructions during halftime and gestured to his teammates to pass the ball.

When defensive players are fatigued, they are too easily distracted and recklessly extend their legs to foul the offensive player.

He intends to take advantage of this.

Cazorla and the others nodded in understanding.

Klopp also noticed something was wrong. He first substituted Lucas with Rost, and then swapped Emre Can with Milner.

It's basically aimed at the side where Qin Ming is located.

"Third brother, run towards your ribs later so we can coordinate better."

Qin Ming was not afraid at all.

Emre Can played well in the Bundesliga, but that's about it.

He has already completed the Bundesliga.

Soon the two Bayern Munich youth academy graduates met.

Qin Ming showed no mercy to his former classmate, executing two consecutive bicycle kicks followed by a bullseye to create space and break through from the outside.

"Help defend!" Emre Can wanted to, but couldn't.

Even if his mind could process the exaggerated movements of the cow's tail, his body would move uncontrollably.

Qin Ming didn't continue past Klein, but instead played a one-two with Cazorla.

"Stop him!"

Klein seemed to hear Klopp's roar in the distance and quickly grabbed Qin Ming's shoulder to stop him from going into the penalty area.

"Boo!!!" The Arsenal fans booed deafeningly.

"This is the only way you can stop us!"

"One yellow card, two yellow cards, how many more can you get?"

"Merseyside bastards!"

The gunmen were yelling at the top of their lungs, with Bertrand Carlsen being the most vocal, venting all his pent-up frustrations.

on the field.

Qin Ming roughly estimated the distance and felt it was very suitable to attack the goal directly.

"Qin, do you need help deceiving the human wall?" Cazorla asked in a low voice, covering her mouth.

"No need, I should be able to shoot directly. If I try to deceive them, the goalkeeper might react."

Qin Ming shook his head.

"Move a little to the left, no, a little to the right!"

Mignolet was a little nervous.

He knew that Qin Ming was good at finesse shots and also had good free-kick skills.

Moreover, this distance and angle are perfect for kicking from either side.

"All right!"

He positioned the wall of people to block his view from the right, while Mignolet moved to the left, confirming that there were no major issues.

The referee then blew his whistle.

Beep! ! !
Qin Ming did not choose a long run-up; when he was close to the goal, choosing the right angle was more important than speed and power.

After a simple run-up, he flicked the ball with his right foot in the middle!
(End of this chapter)