Football: The strongest post-2000s Chapter 174

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The score was 2:2, with both sides fiercely competing. The fans at the New Wembley Stadium were incredibly excited, creating waves of cheers.

The players from both teams felt the fervent atmosphere from all directions, their fighting spirit high. Arsenal player Sanchez, with the ball, dribbled horizontally on the left wing, then suddenly accelerated, dribbling past Clyne, Emre Can, and Wijnaldum. While running, he took a shot from outside the box, a curling effort that flew into the air with a clear arc.

Goalkeeper Karius was positioned very well. He bent his knees, pushed off the ground, and leaped into the air, extending his left palm. With a slight touch of his fingertips, he changed the trajectory of the ball, sending it out of bounds just outside the right post.

“What a pity—”

Sky Sports commentator Andy Gray said regretfully.

Sanchez, who narrowly missed the goal, buried his face in his hands, looking distraught.

Arsenal manager Wenger even ran several meters in frustration, venting his dissatisfaction.

If Sanchez’s right-footed inswing shot had gone in, then… the chances of winning this season’s FA Cup would have increased significantly.

Liverpool manager Klopp, standing in the away team’s coaching area, let out a long sigh of relief. If Sanchez’s inswinging curler had broken the deadlock again, the outcome of the match would have been hard to predict.

His gaze then turned to Li Qing, whose face showed little emotional fluctuation, and he thought to himself, “Li, can you step up and score another goal?”

With Sanchez’s near-goal shot, Liverpool’s defensive performance significantly improved. As Özil’s weak long-range shot from the edge of the penalty area was easily caught by Karius, Liverpool transitioned from defense to attack.

Arsenal’s defensive players transitioned from attack to defense very simply: they tightly marked Liverpool’s quick counter-attack core, Li Qing.

But this time, Liverpool’s counter-attack didn’t go to Li Qing, but to Mané!

Li Qing peaked upon his debut, becoming the focus of most media attention, so much so that Mané was overlooked…

Karius’s long goal kick was precisely aimed at Mané!

A super-fast horse that was gradually being overlooked!

“Oh no!”

Wenger’s pupils suddenly constricted as he realized something.

Li Qing’s ability was outstanding, and Mané was equally not to be underestimated!

Karius’s kick wasn’t particularly accurate, but it was in line with Mané’s run.

The high-speed running Mané crossed the halfway line, catching the ball before it flew out of the left touchline, controlling it with a touch and a dribble, and directly charging towards Arsenal’s right defensive flank.

Bellerín was incredibly fast, using the opportunity of Mané’s slowed dribble to close in at a visible speed. However, Mané, who seemed to be preparing to continue dribbling, suddenly stopped sharply and passed the ball to Firmino, who was following in the middle.

Arsenal’s defense had already consciously moved towards their right flank. Mané suddenly passing the ball to Firmino disrupted Arsenal’s temporary deployment.

Wenger realized something, and he turned his head to look at the left flank.

He saw Li Qing making a high-speed run forward, while Coquelin was gritting his teeth in pursuit, but the distance between them wasn’t shrinking; instead, it was visibly widening…

Li Qing was like a flash of lightning, streaking across the right side of the field at high speed.

“Leeeeeeeee—”

The Liverpool fans and neutral fans in the main stand instinctively elongated their voices, creating a massive, tsunami-like roar of cheers, rooting for Li Qing.

The speed pushed to its limit was like a visual feast, constantly stimulating the fans’ adrenaline.

Klopp’s decision to substitute Coutinho was largely because Firmino could fulfill Coutinho’s passing duties. He stopped the ball with his right foot into a comfortable position, then with a flamboyant outside-of-the-foot flick, the ball rolled quickly along the ground from the middle towards the right attacking flank, specifically into the space behind Mertesacker and Monreal.

Li Qing, running without the ball, was like a fluorescent green supercar pushed to its limit. His jersey billowed high behind him, and his Adidas shoe soles kicked up countless blades of grass.

Goalkeeper Ospina couldn’t help but swallow, clearly feeling nervous.

Monreal was thirty-one years old, and speed had never been his advantage. With them not in the same spatial position, he could only watch helplessly as Li Qing ran further and further away.

Mertesacker was nearly two meters tall, and even with large strides, he couldn’t close the distance with Li Qing; on the contrary, it widened even more…

The broadcast showed Liverpool’s right attacking flank. LeSports commentator Zhan Jun’s voice suddenly went up eight octaves: “Firmino’s pass was just perfect, with enough lead-time, perfectly matching Li Qing’s speed, like a resounding echo in the valley, just right!”

“Arsenal is in trouble!”

Sky Sports commentator Andy Gray exclaimed.

BBC commentator Lineker, watching Li Qing on the broadcast, suddenly stood up from the commentary desk and shouted, “Li—”

Ospina wanted to rush out of the goal, but Li Qing’s speed was undeniable. Rushing out would almost certainly hasten his demise, so it was better to wait for Li Qing in front of the goal.

Perhaps then, with a burst of good luck, he could save Li Qing’s one-on-one shot.

It must be said that Ospina was overthinking things. As Li Qing ran, he led the ball inwards with the outside of his left foot, swinging his legs with a high frequency. After another touch, he was already at the edge of the penalty area. Ospina realized that his moment to charge out had arrived.

He seemed to hear a massive BGM in his ears, and he looked radiant, full of confidence in this charge.

Li Qing slowed his pace, took a small step forward with the outside of his left foot, then stepped forward with his right foot, planting it on the edge of the penalty area. Without even looking at Ospina’s positioning, he struck the lower part of the ball fiercely with the instep of his left foot.

“Boom”

The shot, with a power rating of ‘ 88′, was like a cannonball fired from a barrel. Ospina, who had just charged out, froze for a moment as the ball instantly appeared before him. By the time he reached out to block it, it was too late. The ball flew past his left side and slammed into the snow-white net behind him, which was now unguarded…

“Gooooooooooooa 1—”

Sky Sports commentator Andy Gray shrieked at the top of his lungs from the commentary box, completely disregarding his colleagues’ reactions.

Commentary guest Martin Tyler was clearly used to Andy Gray’s commentary style and added: “Liverpool’s quick counter-attack fully utilized the technical characteristics of their attacking players. Sadio Mané, Roberto Firmino, and Li worked together, perfectly demonstrating what a textbook quick counter-attack looks like…”

LeSports commentator Zhan Jun was overjoyed: “Chinese youngster Li Qing received Firmino’s incredibly penetrating through ball, controlled it, dribbled into the box, and with a powerful shot, helped Liverpool take the lead again! 3:2! With little time left in the match, this is practically a decisive goal!”

Li Qing, having scored, was extremely excited. This time, he didn’t indulge in a celebratory display in front of the fervent Liverpool fans. Instead, he ran towards the main stand where his girlfriend Tong Shenbing was, clasped his hands together, and made a heart gesture.

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