What kind of football player is handsome?

Chapter 111 Like a Demon Lord Descending from Heaven! Executing Kyle Walker, is Emperor Yi going to kick a dog when it's down?!

"Pay attention to your positioning, don't dwell on the goal conceded, it was just an accident. The game has just begun, we have plenty of opportunities!"

Redknapp clapped loudly on the sidelines, trying to boost the team's morale.

But... was it really just an accident?

Even defensive anchor Ledley King was faked out.

This is only when Liu Yi is the only one making a move.

seemingly..

The gap between second and third place is far greater than the distance on the points leaderboard.

Modric pursed his lips and shook his head repeatedly.

Tottenham is definitely a good team.

But the feeling is that they are still one step away from being a top team.

This kind of team is incapable of achieving great things.

The whistle blew, and the game restarted.

Lagging behind, Tottenham no longer dragged out the pace.

Instead, they launched a massive attack with their army, charging forward in one fell swoop.

Modric's long passes continue to dominate.

The target this time is Lennon on the left wing.

Lennon is also a familiar face to Premier League fans.

He's still a number 7 player who relies on speed.

He controlled the ball with his left foot and started a lightning-fast run down Manchester United's right flank.

Fabio, however, was not afraid.

You think you can't handle Bell? You think you can't handle me?!

However, Lennon's experience should not be underestimated.

He feinted left and right, brushed past Fabio, and his attempt to cut inside couldn't get past Ferdinand.

"Back to peak form!"

"That guy who uses so much electricity seems to have become ten years younger overnight!"

At the same time after intercepting the ball.

Manchester United's wingers on both flanks started their runs simultaneously.

Nani and Professor Yang were like two sharp knives, stabbing forward wildly.

Carrick in the mid lane is just a transitional role.

The ball was immediately passed to the Portuguese winger.

"Head towards the middle road."

Nani looked up.

I don't know when, but Liu Yi had already moved to the left flank.

"That border guard is very fast."

After leaving those words, Nani turned and headed towards the middle lane.

The left flank was instantly cleared, turning into a one-on-one arena.

Although it was only Kyle Walker in his juvenile form.

Liu Yi, however, dared not be careless in the slightest.

People often compare Tottenham's full-back in his prime to Trent Alexander-Arnold, who burst onto the scene the year Liverpool won the Champions League.

But in Emperor Yi's view...

This proactive defensive mindset alone is far superior to that of Highway 66.

What's more, this guy can occasionally fill in as the fourth goalkeeper.

Walker was also under a lot of pressure.

He had a clear view of Liu Yixiu's incredible maneuver from his "VIP viewing seat".

Before the match, Tottenham's training staff had rated Manchester United's attacking players.

Liu Yi was given a rating second only to Rooney: excellent ball control, agile positioning, exceptional finishing ability, and adept at using feints to deceive opponents' center of gravity.

You can't just kick randomly.

Keep up with him by speed.

While maintaining a sideways stance, Walker kept his eyes fixed on the ball at Liu Yi's feet.

Whether it's an inside cut or a bottom cut.

Let's have a tap!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Liu Yi takes a step around the ball.

"This is fake, you can't kick it!"

Walker held back.

Strike with the outside of your left foot.

"Just stick it on."

Walker held back again.

Suddenly, he spiked the ball, received a fried dough ball, and headed towards the middle.

"Chance!"

Walker couldn't hold back any longer.

This is not an inch/stop challenge.

As the attacking player continues to perform actions, their stamina will also decline.

Take advantage of his intention to cut inside and intercept the ball.

But the moment he kicked the ball, Walker regretted it.

He paid the price for not being able to resist.

A simple, interlaced kick.

Liu Yi abruptly stopped his momentum from cutting inside and instead turned to attack the Tottenham penalty area along the flank.

"Liu Yi!"

"A series of misleading statements have shaken Walker off his feet!"

"Let's see how we handle this ball!"

In order to completely get rid of Walker, Liu Yi's backheel dribble was a bit too big.

By the time he caught up with the ball, there was very little angle left for him to handle.

Rooney has already positioned himself in front of the goal.

However, Little Fatty was caught in a pincer attack by Ridley King and Kaboul.

The probability of it being interrupted if you call him is too high.

Ashley Young, who is further away, is also quite far.

In addition, Liu Yi was not very confident in his footwork.

Adjust the angle.

Observe goalkeeper Friedel's positioning.

The veteran goalkeeper from the Stars and Stripes was clearly hesitant.

On the one hand, he wanted to block the near post.

But there's also the fear that Rooney might make a run down the middle and score.

Their stance was quite conservative.

In the blink of an eye.

Countless thoughts flashed through Liu Yi's mind.

From Friedel's perspective.

The black-haired boy's shooting posture resembled a tiger pouncing on its prey.

The body was pressed extremely low.

The tilt angle is almost 45 degrees to the ground.

His right leg suddenly lashed out like a whip.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Fans watching on television will be utterly astonished.

Such an unconventional low-center-of-gravity shot is beyond most people's understanding and imagination.

However, ten years later in another parallel universe, when people look back at this brilliant goal, they will suddenly realize the truth.

That was an incredibly aggressive close-range smash!

Isn't that exactly Mbappe's specialty?

So even CEO E is completely naked!

Friedel did his best.

But in the end, he couldn't stop the football that whizzed past the edge of his glove, brushing against the grass.

This goal was also without any doubt.

The referee pointed to the center circle with one hand.

Goal stands!

"Goal!"

"0:2!"

"Manchester United have scored again in ten minutes!"

"Liu Yi!"

"A second time!"

"Like a demon king descending from heaven."

"Truly a god among men!"

"After a series of feints on the wing, he got past Kyle Walker and scored with a shot into the near corner!"

"This role-swapping with Nani was effective!"

This goal not only ignited Zhan Jun's passion.

Even Peter Drewry, a British football commentator known as the "British version of He Wei," couldn't help but praise him repeatedly.

"He's like a walking work of art!"

"He exudes an irresistible charm!"

"Liu's appearance reminds people of Manchester United's glorious days."

"They once had such a talented striker!"

"Yes!"

"The Red Empire is witnessing the rise of yet another Cristiano Ronaldo!"

"But he's not the next Ronaldo!"

"He is destined to become the first Liu Yi!"

In the stands.

Bai Baihe's fans are completely bewildered.

Adebayor had just narrowly missed scoring.

This lasted for several minutes.

How did we fall behind by two goals?

Even someone as valiant as Tony/Oki-sensei needs a break after taking one shot.

Why doesn't this thing have a CD?

Some older Tottenham fans felt a chill in their crotches.

Oh, it was sweat.

I thought he had peed.

Right.

Can a 19-year-old kid really make Tottenham pee?

impossible.

Lao Lei was now covered in sweat.

My mind raced, trying to figure out how to address the players during halftime.

However, isn't it a bit late to give the halftime pep talk?

"That's the 18th goal."

Rooney silently recited this in his mind.

Liu Yi was just two goals away from catching up with him.

Little Fatty also feels pressure.

However, his mindset has undergone a complete transformation compared to back then.

The rivalry between him and Cristiano Ronaldo over billing order during their youth is now a thing of the past.

Rooney is currently at the peak of his career as a player.

Physical condition, skills, and experience have all reached their peak.

More than personal statistics, he cares about whether Manchester United and the England national team can go further.

Therefore, he doesn't mind making some tactical sacrifices and partnering with other top strikers.

But what's the point of dancing alone?

25 minutes.

Leading by two goals.

Manchester United players are becoming more and more confident as the game progresses.

After creating a gap on the right flank, Valencia suddenly delivered a bizarre cross.

Rooney received the ball with his back to goal just outside the penalty area and was instantly surrounded by Ledley King and Kaboul.

At the critical moment.

Rooney had a flash of inspiration.

A light tap with the heel of the back foot!

The ball seemed to have eyes, slipping through the narrow gap between the two Tottenham center-backs.

"Keep an eye on that spot!"

Modric yelled at Sandro to remind him.

But the Brazilian defensive midfielder was a step too slow.

Having already understood the situation, Liu Yi moved in like a ghost, directly seizing the opening.

Sandro watched with growing anxiety.

They were blinded by rage.

The Brazilian midfielder didn't hesitate to commit a foul, bringing the newly crowned Golden Boy to the ground!

"A free kick just outside the penalty area!"

Will Manchester United resort to strange tactics again?

That's why Zhan Jun said that.

It's because Liu Yi and Rooney are standing in front of the ball again.

The two covered their mouths, seemingly discussing something.

Position the free kick.

Liu Yi suddenly started it.

Nani and Scholes, who were lying in ambush next to the human wall, ran away quickly.

A sneak attack—that's utterly unsportsmanlike!

The Tottenham wall jumped up reflexively.

As it turned out, Liu Yi was just feinting, lightly skimming over the ball directly.

When the human wall begins to fall.

Rooney emerged from behind Liu Yi.

He calmly scooped out an arc with his right foot.

Precisely flew over the heads of the falling human wall.

They pierced through Friedel's gate three times.

"Three to zero!"

"Old Lei's team has suffered a major blow!"

"Rooney's third free-kick goal in all competitions this season!"

"Little Fatty's feet feel incredibly hot!"

A deafening cheer erupted from the away team's stands.

Manchester United fans waved their scarves wildly at Tottenham fans in a provocative manner.

He also said he didn't want to become "Arsenal 2.0".

They're conceding three in just over twenty minutes. If this continues, the line should change from "Tottenham, hold on!" to "Tottenham, hold on!"

Manchester United players linked arms and charged toward the corner flag.

"Your feint was so realistic! I thought you'd fooled me too, and that you were really going to hit the door yourself."

Rooney laughed and patted Liu Yi on the back of the head.

A sly glint flashed in Liu Yi's eyes: "To be honest, I really want to try it out. Why not give them an assist?"

And not far from the celebrating Manchester United players.

In stark contrast to them.

They were distraught Tottenham players.

Sandro kept his head down, seemingly lost in thought.

A foul on Liu Yi gifted Manchester United a free kick in an excellent position.

The Brazilian defensive midfielder is largely to blame.

But if it doesn't violate the rules.

Liu Yi then charged into the penalty area.

His feet felt incredibly hot today.

If that Chinese kid really gets a hat trick at White Hart Lane in half an hour...

Then this Tottenham defense will truly be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Inside the stadium's VIP box.

Looking at her husband's slightly bewildered profile, Vania Bosny, the Modric's wife and manager, felt a pang of pity.

Unlike Modric, who was not favored when he first arrived in England three years ago due to his thin physique and weak physical strength.

Modric is now a top-tier midfielder in the Premier League.

They also have the strength to challenge a broader platform.

However, that annoying bald boss doesn't seem willing to let him go easily.

They were relying on the fact that there were still three years left on the contract.

They offered an exorbitant price that would deter many clubs.

Vania made a decision in secret.

My husband wants a change of scenery this summer.

She will definitely give her full support and be her husband's strongest backing.

Back on the field.

Manchester United's morale is soaring.

Lennon crosses the ball from the right wing.

Ferdinand got into position first and cleared the danger out of bounds with a clean header.

De Gea rushed forward excitedly, roaring as he patted his older brother hard on the back.

Tottenham's sporadic attacking attempts were all thwarted.

Just five minutes later.

Manchester United have a corner kick opportunity.

Ferdinand, who had just been in excellent form defending high balls, once again outjumped Ledley-King to head the ball into the goal.

If Friedel hadn't reacted so quickly this time...

The score almost turned into 4-0.

Tottenham's extreme fans are really getting anxious.

Initially, all members of the Manchester United team were included without distinction.

You can say you're criticizing Lord Sir or Little Fatty, that's one thing.

Even Emperor Yi criticized him, is he even human?

It's worth noting that Premier League fans rarely criticize Yi Di.

Because they were basically rendered helpless by Liu Yi's goal-scoring style.

It's good enough that they didn't turn against us and offer applause.

What's even harder to maintain is...

Yi Di is impeccable in terms of ball skills.

Then all we can do is criticize his skin color.

The notorious rogue extremist group "Tottenham Massive" started their attacks with phrases beginning with "ch".

Leaving aside other leagues for the moment.

But this is the English Premier League.

The place with the strictest discrimination control.

In addition, Manchester United has such a large influence.

With conclusive evidence, it is highly likely that Tottenham will be forced to play their home games behind closed doors for a week.

For football hooligans, being fined is no big deal.

At worst, I'll just miss one game because I have a season ticket.

For bald Levy...

We lost 50,000 tickets.

This could cost him his life!

Amidst boos and insults from the entire audience.

The hidden talent of Tottenham players in logging is gradually being activated.

The movements became increasingly exaggerated.

In Zhan Jun's words, "The Manchester United players finally made it safely to halftime."

The score remains 3-0.

"Tottenham's tackling is very intense."

"But they couldn't convert the possessions they won into offensive opportunities."

"On the contrary, Manchester United played several beautiful counter-attacks."

Inside the changing room.

Ferguson praised his players' performance in the first half.

"The boys did a really good job."

"Especially Wayne and Liu, their goals today were absolutely spectacular!"

Rooney and Liu Yi were already used to Sir Alex Ferguson's praise.

Ferguson then changed the subject and continued.

"Although we are now leading by three goals, we cannot let our guard down."

"If we can maintain this momentum in the second half, I hope we can reclaim our throne before the 28th round."

That's what they say.

But then there's the Champions League Round of 16 match to play.

Ferguson considered whether to substitute some of the key players to give them a rest.

However, he must consult the players before doing so.

"Liu, I plan to let you play for a while in the second half and then substitute you. I'm just letting you know in advance. I don't mean anything by it. We still need you to score goals against Milan."

Ferguson was all smiles.

When not in "hair dryer" mode, Sir is quite gentle and rational.

Of course, the tone was gentle, but the words carried an undeniable authority.

only.

This time, Liu Yi shook his head.

Ferguson's expression froze.

"You still want to keep kicking?!"

Is this still the same 90s-born guy he knew who played football like he was leaving get off work on time and knew when to quit while he was ahead?

"Yeah, boss."

Liu Yi twitched the corner of his mouth.

Beneath his feignedly relaxed tone, his gaze was sharp as ice.

"With such 'love' from Tottenham fans, I'd be letting them down if I didn't stay on the pitch and play a little longer!"