Football: The strongest post-2000s Chapter 051

Li Carsley’s voice was so loud that fans sitting in front of the TV could clearly hear it through the live broadcast.

All the attention of Manchester City U 18 defenders on the field was on the pitch, and they had no extra thoughts on the sidelines, so they couldn’t hear his voice.

However, T. Wilson and E. Francis are experienced defenders and know that in such an unfavorable defensive situation, they should foul decisively.

But many times, an idea is one thing, and reality is another.

From the past eighty minutes of the game, Li Qing was not so easy to foul, especially in one-on-one defense, his speed and explosiveness were shockingly strong, so T. Wilson and E. Francis were waiting for an opportunity to foul.

Of course, as professional players, they all have a kind of obsession in their hearts.

They are also professional players, why can’t they complete the defense with conventional methods?

Brewster ran to the left rib with Jovini, Li Qing quickly dribbled the ball to the Manchester City U 18 defense forty-meter area, and the retreating T. Wilson and E. Francis looked at each other, knowing that the next defense would be very crucial.

If there is no way to keep the ball or person in place, then… they might miss the next round of the FA Youth Cup.

Resolute eyes, unyielding fighting spirit, the brave wins when paths cross!

Li Qing silently chanted in his heart while running: “Five-star skill card, use!”

There is not much time left in the game, so I must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Looking at the past three goals, they all have something to do with Manchester City U 18 players’ lack of concentration, and this time, I still have to seize the throat of fate!

There was only one five-star skill card left in the inventory. Li Qing, who looked up at the front, could clearly feel a subtle and strong connection between himself and the football.

Three meters away from T. Wilson and E. Francis, Li Qing kept doing step-overs with both feet while running fast, and his two shoulders tilted greatly with the movement, every feint of changing direction seemed real.

E. Francis stepped forward proactively, and T. Wilson was responsible for covering, trying to stop the football thirty-five meters away from the goal.

A foul would at most result in a yellow card and a direct free kick from thirty-five meters away.

Such a price is much more affordable than falling behind.

He made a good plan, but will the result be like this?

Facing the aggressive E. Francis, Li Qing had already guessed what the opponent wanted to do. He saw his left shoulder sink, with an even more exaggerated than before, creating the illusion of accelerating a breakthrough from the middle. E. Francis consciously moved inward as he approached, thus getting closer to the breaking Li Qing, making it easier to foul.

However, the next moment, Li Qing’s left foot, which was poised to flick the ball, did not touch the ball. His two feet alternated support, the strong explosive power of his left foot transformed into a huge reaction force, and his right foot flicked the ball with the outside of his instep, and his whole body broke through in the opposite direction of E. Francis’s movement.

In a high-speed movement battle, every second counts, and the consequences of a wrong choice in a flash are unimaginable. T. Wilson ran towards Li Qing’s breakthrough direction.

At the same time, Li Qing, who was breaking through to the right front, suddenly used the inside of his right instep to push the ball forward, and his speed increased again. T. Wilson’s pupils suddenly shrank, and he realized that Li Qing was going to use his speed to overpower him!

Although the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, Li Qing’s speed was fast enough that even if he was still behind T. Wilson, he could still make up for it with his speed.

T. Wilson made up his mind to seize the opportunity to foul, but Li Qing, who was dribbling at high speed towards the right attacking rib, suddenly paused, and with the outside of his left instep, gently flicked the ball to the middle, which was a breakthrough to the left.

Out of instinct, T. Wilson followed suit and slowed down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he slowed down, Li Qing suddenly accelerated again, and with the inside of his left instep, he pulled the ball, which was heading towards the middle, back to the right front.

Ronaldo Chop!

With such a rapid change in footwork, T. Wilson simply couldn’t cope. As he accelerated again, he suddenly felt a cramp in his left calf, which he had been trying to endure. He saw Li Qing overtake him in a flash, and his whole body seemed to lose strength, falling to the ground in pain.

Li Qing naturally ignored T. Wilson; his eyes were only on Manchester City U 18’s last goalkeeper, A. Muric.

As long as the ball goes in, the team is very likely to take a victory from this stadium!

Manchester City U 18 head coach Li Carsley covered his face with his hands in pain. Li Qing had already scored a hat-trick, and now he was one-on-one with the goalkeeper. Could A. Muric stop him?

There was a chance, but it was definitely not high.

The away team’s coaching staff and Neil Critchley, Gerrard, Mike Garrity, and the players on the bench were ecstatic, constantly praying in their hearts.

Goal!

Goal!!

A. Muric watched Li Qing getting closer and closer, his throat moved, and he swallowed dryly. Facing Li Qing, who had scored three consecutive goals, he really didn’t know what to do.

Sancho, Diaz, and Foden gazed from afar at the unstoppable Li Qing, all feeling as if they had been struck hard, with their hands on their hips and heads bowed, as if they had already foreseen the outcome.

Li Qing, who had arrived at the edge of the penalty area, noticed that A. Muric, who was standing at the penalty spot, had unfocused eyes and clearly lacked fighting spirit. He grinned, slowed down his pace, adjusted his footwork, placed his right foot on the penalty area line, and swung his left foot.

The football skimmed across the grass like a nimble snake, darting quickly towards the bottom right corner of the goal. A. Muric reacted incredibly fast, but his body’s descent speed simply couldn’t keep up with the ball’s forward rolling speed. Just as his body had descended halfway, the ball had already passed him.

The Manchester City fans standing behind the goal saw it especially clearly, their expressions stiffened, and they numbly watched the football cross the goal line, then continued to roll up high into the net in the bottom right corner of the goal.

“Four goals! Four goals!”

A Liverpool fan in the crowd looked at Li Qing with a smile and murmured, then slowly raised his arms, and then cheered: “God! What did I see? An incredible performance!”