Become the king of the ball from Real Madrid

This way is easy to be countered by the other side.

Because your tall defenders are going to the front to compete for the top.

And most of your players are concentrated in front of the opposing penalty area.

Once the opponent holds the ball, he can make a long pass with two feet, a straight plug, or even a single ride for thousands of miles, and there will be a chance to score.

"No, don't go up, come back!" Su Hang called back Woodgate, who wanted to go to the front to compete for the top header, "Defense!" All go back to defense!

"Hold the last two minutes!"

The commentary also discovered Su Hang's intention: "Oh! Real Madrid are giving up this chance to score. Su Hang is directing his teammates back to the defensive position. "

They're not going to take advantage of this free-kick for a long pass."

"But just give up this precious opportunity, and if Roma score next, will they regret not cherishing this opportunity now?"

Su Hang's decisiveness exceeded the expectations of Zidane and others.

Because Su Hang made this decision, he was responsible.

In case of...... Roma scored after that, Real Madrid missed the Champions League knockout stage, and the fans will spray Su Hang to death.

And if Su Hang does not make this decision, even if the team is subsequently counterattacked and loses the ball, it will be the pot of defenders and goalkeepers, anyway, it cannot be the pot of a striker of Su Hang.

"This guy!" Figo retreated behind the midfield line and was quite emotional.

Sue is too responsible.

On the Real Madrid side, only Ronaldo, Morientes and Owen are on the top of the opponent's penalty area, ready to participate in the competition.

But on their side, on the Roman side, except for Cassano and Toti, the rest were there.

Three against eight, thinking with their toes knows they can't have a chance to score.

Zidane stands behind the football.

"Qi Zu, I'll come." Su Hang pointed to the midfield, meaning that he came to take the penalty and Zidane stepped back to defend.

In this way, even if the opponent fights back, he can have one more person to defend.

Anyway, Su Hang went to the front to participate in the competition, but it was only four to eight, and there was still no chance.

Zidane nodded and retreated behind the center circle.

There was an instant scolding from the stands.

"Shout! Soft eggs! Is that how Real Madrid play? "

Real Madrid? I think it's a yellow turtle, right?

"It's just a circus!" That's a shame! "

It's totally an insult to football! Also boast of what a galaxy battleship!

"I've never seen such a timid galaxy battleship! Such a team, such a La Liga, do you want to call yourself the world's No. 1 league?

"Get out of this stadium! Soft eggs are not welcome here! "

Roma fans know very well that when Real Madrid decide to defend, they can't break through the door in the remaining two minutes.

Their hopes of dragging Real Madrid into the water were dashed.

The decibels on the scene once exceeded 100!

These are all Roman insults!

The Real Madrid stars in the stadium were terrified.

Real Madrid supporters who watched the match on TV were also disgusted.

But in order to qualify, they also supported the team's way of seeking stability.

However, Florentino, far away in Madrid, frowned.

He brought in so many superstars to Real Madrid, not to make Real Madrid a shrunken turtle.

Real Madrid must have an aristocratic temperament!

Have the aura of a wealthy family!

Even if you know that there is a trap ahead, you must use your iron hoof to put down all intrigues.

Instead of avoiding it.

Otherwise, why should Real Madrid be distinguished from other giants in this world?

"Su Hang, you are the prince of Real Madrid, you should know what Real Madrid needs most." Florentino chanted, "Real Madrid don't want a draw, Real Madrid wants a victory!"

"Real Madrid would rather die in the quest than survive in the turtle contraction!"

"You... It disappointed me so much! "

Bang!

Florentino threw the water cup in his hand on the ground, frightening the assistant next to him and the famous South American agent Figel.

Figer is Lusenborg's agent.

He knows what Florentino thinks, and there's a reason he became a South American broker giant.

Figer said: "In fact, Su Hang's performance in this game surprised me. His maturity is not at all like a nineteen-year-old player. "

He does qualify for the position of captain in most teams. But..."

Florentino looked at Figel.

"But he lacks the sharpness that some young people should have!" Figel, "Without this vigor, no matter how good he is, he is just the next Raul."

"But what Real Madrid need is clearly not Raul."

"To put it ugly, I'm afraid that Cristiano Ronaldo, whom Ferguson favors, is more in line with Real Madrid's temperament than Raul."

"That solipsistic temperament! That's what Real Madrid need! This is what makes Real Madrid truly different from other teams!

"And Lusenberg, for a long time, has been looking for this style of play, this kind of player."

"Real Madrid, if in his hands, will definitely win everything with attack! Never have to turn into a turtle at the last minute and be laughed at by the world! Dignity is swept away! "

Boom!

On the TV, a loud noise suddenly came.

Interrupted Figel.

He turned to look into the TV.

I found that it was playing back on the TV.

And it's still slow.

pictured.

Su Hang is far enough from football.

With the referee's whistle, he started running.

And then a kick blast!

The football flew out instantly.

At the front of the box, Ronaldo, Morientes, Owen and others ran a little two steps before they realized something was wrong.

This is not a pass!

This is...... Shot!

Su Hang is shooting at the goal!

No, no, no, it's not a shot, it's totally ... Bang the door!

This kick is so powerful that it feels like Roberto Carlos is possessed!

A super long free kick thirty-six meters from the goal is directly on goal!

Is he crazy?

Can he?

In the whole of Real Madrid, there are only two people who are capable of launching a free kick from this distance, one is David Beckham and the other is Roberto Carlos.

The probability of Beckham scoring in this position is close to zero.

So, only Carlos has the ability to try to attack here.

And Su Hang ....

Swish!

The football is extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, it flew over the heads of Ronaldo and the others.

Ronaldo and the others immediately turned their heads to look at the goal.

They couldn't see the football, but they saw a white wave.

The waves spread out like ripples.

Then the football in it became clear.

Rome's Olympic Stadium instantly lost its voice.

Silent.

Silent.

Or silence.

It wasn't until Su Hang raised his arms and shouted, and then rushed to the only corner flag area where Real Madrid fans were located, that everyone seemed to come to life.

"Oh my God! Oh, my God!

"Jeopardy! Su Hang beats Roma with a free kick! It's an absolute slap in the face!

"Three to two! Su Hang killed Rome! "

Peach Blossom Shadow Falling Flying Divine Sword, a sword light cold nineteen states!"

"Thirty-six meters of ultra-long free kick, Su Hang actually chose to attack directly!"