The template of Madoka Kaname: I rose from adversity to the summit.

Chapter 79 The Allure of That Kick (Eighth Update)

Mkhitaryan collapsed to the ground in pain, clutching his calf, as Drinkwater's tackle had caught on his leg.

Everyone swarmed around him, and Bailly and Herrera rushed forward instantly, surrounding Drinkwater.

The guy who was drinking water wanted to explain, but the two of them suddenly started pushing and shoving each other.

Vardy and Huth were unhappy and joined in, and a shouting match ensued.

Ibrahimovic remained relatively calm, but he had to stand up for himself, so he stood in the middle of the crowd and stared fiercely at the Leicester City players.

Yuan Meng was displeased. She darted out from beside the captain and stood face to face with Ibuki, staring at each other.

Yuan Meng dares to guarantee that with just three moves, Ibrahimovic will be kneeling on the ground begging for his life!

Of course, both sides knew that the referee was watching closely, his hand already in his back pocket, ready to become a card master at any moment.

I thought this conflict would end with a yellow card, but someone couldn't resist and pushed first, causing the two to collide.

That's it, everything's over!

The two of them were huddled together, elbowing each other and pushing each other.

So, you want to start a group fight?

Yuan Meng wasn't afraid at all; she rushed forward and shoved Bailey, the fiercest of the three, aside!

Herrera, who was asking the referee for a card, couldn't hold back when he saw this and slammed into Yuan Meng with a brutal tackle.

The fans were ecstatic! Free WWE, why not watch it!

"Kill them!"

"Yuan, get them!"

"Danny (Water Guy), what are you watching? You go too!"

With the fans chanting and the atmosphere reaching this point, a fight was inevitable!

Especially the guy who drank water. He was in the wrong and didn't want to fight, but things got out of hand, and he lost his temper and rushed in to fight!

At this moment, Morgan and Ibrahimovic, the two pillars of strength, stabilized the situation, blocking all their teammates and helping the referee separate the players.

The clever Schmeichel and Herrera quickly confronted the referee, trying to gain an advantage for their team.

But who is the referee?

The famous Anthony Taylor!

He had his own plans and began to settle accounts one by one.

Drinking Water Guy gets a yellow card for shoving someone, Yuan Meng gets a yellow card for fighting, Herrera gets a yellow card for retaliatory behavior, and Ibrahimovic gets a yellow card.

Ibrahimovic was stunned. He had helped break up the fight and pull people apart, and now he was getting a card for that?

He rushed over and demanded, "Referee, explain yourself! Why did you give me a yellow card?"

Taylor glared at him: "You just pulled out your crotch, you're lucky you only got a yellow card."

Ibrahimovic looked completely bewildered and chased after him to explain, "I was pulling my own teammate; I was trying to break up the fight, and my hand accidentally touched him!"

Taylor pretended not to hear. As the famous "Blind Man of the Premier League," what's wrong with being a little blind?

He believes it was a crotch grab, so it is a crotch grab, and there's no room for argument!

Big Ibrahimovic got carried away and continued arguing, but Smalling and Bailey, two burly men, pulled him back and tried to persuade him gently.

This center forward has a terrible temper; if he gets really worked up, he might even kick the referee.

Manchester United are fighting for points, and they can't afford to let their star striker get a red card; that would be a huge loss.

The farce ended, and the game had reached the 79th minute.

Both sides were a bit out of rhythm, especially Huth, who, although he escaped a yellow card, was clearly affected mentally.

Facing Mata's cross, he jumped somewhat hastily, causing the ball to pass over his head.

Morgan quickly marked Ibrahimovic to prevent him from shooting.

Unexpectedly, Mkhitaryan made a diagonal run into the penalty area, leaving Simpson far behind.

A powerful kick changed the score.

"Hey, look, Manchester United are still in the lead."

"This is a difference in raw strength; Leicester City really did their best."

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[I just tapped my finger, and guess what? My livestream was reported!]

[Xie Hai just needs to be taught a lesson!]

So what if we're behind? Go Yuan Shen!

Faithful believers do not back down in the face of adversity!

That's right, the real Happy Bean Warriors have already crushed Leicester City!

[Yuan Shen helped us make so much money, so what if we lost a little this time?]

Yuan Meng, standing on the pitch, felt the fans' unwavering support; the Leicester City fans hadn't stopped roaring.

So what if my voice is hoarse?

Fox City will never give up!

"We're Leicester, Super Foes!

(We are Leicester, the Super Fox!)

ComeonLeicester, fight, fight, fight! "

(Go Leicester! Fight! Fight! Fight!)

In the 80th minute of the match, Yuan Meng finally exhausted Rojo's stamina, and Mourinho chose to make a substitution.

Technical defender Blind plays as a left-back.

Yuan Meng licked his lips; he was already panting, the match had taken a heavy toll on him.

But so what?

Yuan Meng raised his hand to ask for the ball. He came to Leicester City to be the core player, and no core player would give up the attack!

Drinking Water Bro still believed in Yuan Meng and made a long pass to the right wing.

Yuan Meng deflected the incoming ball forward and charged towards Blind.

When Blind came on, Mourinho gave him a private talk, pointing out Yuan Meng's weaknesses – his inside cuts were very threatening, but his crosses were not accurate enough.

Blind decisively blocked the inside cut, which is his forte.

To everyone's surprise, Yuan Meng didn't slow down at all, and didn't even make a feint, but rushed out from the outside!

Blind then tracked back, confident that the center-back would be able to win the high cross.

What will Madoka do when she is driven to the brink of despair?

This question flashed through Yuan Meng's mind.

Back when Yuzuru was in the Premier League, he was targeted in the same way. His reputation as a "crippled foot" was known to everyone, and everyone would try to block his inside cutting lanes.

This is when evolution truly begins!

A genius driven to the brink will surely find his own path.

As Yuan Meng moved, he leaned inward. Blind thought he was going to force a cut inside, so he quickly regained his balance and prepared to turn around and block him.

Yuan Meng stepped over the ball with her right foot, followed by a step with her left foot, using her right foot as the supporting foot. The moment she landed, her body was fully extended.

It wasn't a traditional crossing motion, nor did it involve a full leg swing; the left leg swept in from the outside, almost touching the grass.

This action was completely unexpected, like a normal touch of the ball. Once the body was tilted to a fixed angle, the left foot slashed up like a blade!

By the time Blind reacted, the ball had already grazed his face and flown away.

Cross with the outside of the foot

[Proficiency: 88→100 (Beginner to Intermediate)]

[Long pass: 72→75]

[Equilibrium: 78→79]

[Flexibility: 75→76]

Your ankles need to be flexible enough, your body needs to be stable enough, and your passing must be unpredictable!

A low cross with the outside of the foot lacks the arc of a proper cross and doesn't have enough height.

Its only advantage is that it is well concealed, leaving defenders no time to react.

Blind turned around in alarm to see the ball had bypassed Smalling and slammed onto the edge of the penalty area.

Yuan Meng felt somewhat desperate.

Isn't the ball speed fast enough?

Why didn't the ball reach the center of the penalty area?

Can imperfect passes really save Leicester City?

Someone responded to his resentment.

A blue figure moved swiftly forward like a fox darting across a rabbit.

Vardy bypassed Carrick and Bailly, and the moment the ball bounced off the ground, his supporting foot was firmly planted on the grass, while his right leg was raised high.

A powerful volley!

The stadium seemed to stand still; everyone held their breath.

The ball shot straight like a laser, taking off from the right side of the penalty area, drawing a diagonal line, and rushing into the top left corner of the goal!

A white ripple rose up, and De Gea, head down, slammed his fist into the grass.

Vardy raised his right fist, striking a victorious pose, and ran out of the Manchester United penalty area.

He pulled Yuan Meng up, and the two rushed towards the corner flag area, standing on the GG sign.

The scoreboard showed 2-2.

The sound returned to the stadium, where only the hoarse roars of the fans could be heard.

"Vardy, our hero!"

"Yuan, our son of miracles!"

[A draw!]

[Yuan Shen didn't give up, Vardy didn't give up!]

Leicester City, awesome!!!

Hey, call me that, sir?

Sher was already in tears. He took off the Manchester United jersey he had treasured for fifteen years and put on the Leicester City number 16 jersey.

He choked up and said, "Sir Ferguson, please forgive me for breaking my vow."

"Please allow me to be a Leicester City fan for now."