MM Racing Chapter 75 Emperor Yi's Clever Scheme: 1 Shot, 1 Chicken, 1 Red Card! Champions League Highligh
Chapter 75 Emperor Yi's Clever Scheme: 1 Shot, 1 Chicken, 1 Red Card! Champions League Highligh
Chapter 75 Emperor Yi's Cleverly Designed Scheme: One Shot, One Chicken, One Red! Champions League Focus Match: Manchester United Overturns Real Madrid!
The Manchester United fans in the pub seemed to have collectively lost their memories.
All the previous slander against the Chinese striker has turned into fervent worship of Yi Di.
"Beautiful! Haha, it's been a long time since I've seen such a wonderful shot."
"Yes, Wayne's powerful shots are wide and unrestrained. This kind of finesse shot that combines skill and accuracy reminds me of Van Nistelrooy."
The middle-aged, balding male fan who had just been advocating why "Great England's younger brother" Welbeck wasn't on the field now held his beer mug above his head.
"Wow, Liu's performance is really impressive!"
"Danny still can't kick a ball like that."
"If only Liu could be naturalized and serve the Three Lions!"
The tavern was filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses.
On the big screen.
Liu Yi rushed toward the stands.
The rain had stopped by then.
The grass still gleamed with a damp sheen.
Manchester United's number 19, fueled by the momentum, knelt down on both knees.
He executed a perfect long-distance knee slide.
Inside the private room.
Lingard was as excited as if he had scored a goal himself.
His master and elder brother competed on the same stage, each displaying their unique skills.
Lin Huang thoroughly enjoyed watching it.
I'm itching to show my skills.
"The Champions League is so exciting! I also want to play for Manchester United against Real Madrid!"
Pogba watched this scene unfold.
I was equally thrilled.
However, after Lingard finished speaking, Pogba grinned and gave a smug look.
"Second brother, your top priority right now is probably to sort out your own loan situation, right? That thing with Leicester City—is it really true or not?"
The incident Pogba was referring to was Lingard's attempt to offer himself for a loan deal with Leicester City, which was ultimately rejected.
Lingard blushed slightly and patted his chest as he spoke.
"Of course it's fake! The Cheshire legend may know the principle of getting back up after a fall, but last season Leicester City were blind to my worth. Now—humph, even if they knelt down and begged me to help them avoid relegation, I wouldn't go!"
Pogba seemed thoughtful: "So what are your thoughts? Continue playing in the reserve league? There aren't many easy days to torture you there."
Lingard's voice rose a few decibels.
"That goes without saying! Of course, it's like our eldest brother, who led a mid-table Championship team straight into the promotion zone. Only an achievement of that caliber deserves the title of Cheshire King!"
Lingard knew that Leicester City had a dedicated room in their own club history museum, the theme of which was their incredible promotion journey last season.
The boots Liu Yi wore in the playoff final are now displayed in the most prominent corner of the exhibition hall.
One side of the Real Madrid substitutes' bench.
Mourinho yelled at Casillas on the field.
The madman's dissatisfaction with Saint Casillas has a long history.
Before the start of the Spanish Super Cup, Real Madrid and Barcelona players were at loggerheads on the field, and a full-blown brawl broke out.
Afterwards, in an effort to salvage the situation for the Spanish national team, Casillas called Xavi and Puyol to try and ease tensions.
This move directly angered Mourinho, who promptly benched Spain's number one goalkeeper in the subsequent Bernabéu Cup match.
To be fair, both of them were at fault in this matter.
Given Casillas's personality, it wouldn't be convenient for him to talk back on the field.
Mourinho was eventually pulled back by his vice-manager Karanka.
The impact of a rift between generals and commanders under the public eye is far too severe.
Five minutes later.
Ferguson replaced Liu Yi, whose physical condition had deteriorated to the point where the red light on Ultraman's chest was flashing wildly.
At Old Trafford, let's give a round of applause to the young man who orchestrated two equalizers.
Liu Yi slowly walked off the field, raising his hands above his head to applaud and return the greeting to the fans from all directions.
Coentrao ran over and gave him a push.
"Hurry up, don't waste time, XX!"
Manchester United's number 19 first walked to the sidelines and handed the ball over to "Chicharito" (Chicharito), then turned his head and curled a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.
"The fans are also thanking you. Without your foolish actions, I wouldn't have had such a good opportunity to throw in that game-tying throw-in."
"What did you say?"
If anger could be visualized, Coentrao's blond hair would probably be burned crimson by now.
"You disagree? Go ahead and hit me!"
Liu Yi made a face and tucked his hair behind his ears in a slightly cool manner.
Coentrao was furious, his blood boiling, and he strode forward, intending to have a Havertz-Arnold-style "close encounter" with Liu Yi.
Forehead----
Too short, I couldn't reach it.
Liu Yi stepped aside.
Emperor Yi will not feel any pressure.
To take a fight? Impossible.
Enduring hardship and biding one's time? That doesn't exist.
There are no grudges that last overnight—not even grudges that last a second. I'll get back at you right now.
Coentrao tried to retaliate, but was suppressed by Liu Yi due to his wingspan disadvantage.
Two punches, bang bang.
The "Golden Lion King's" hair was smashed and became as messy as a prison.
I was just about to look up and start cursing.
He got punched in the eye socket again.
【Oh no! Oh no! A fight has broken out on the field!】
[What a cool dodge!]
Wow, even Yi Di fights so stylishly.
The generals from both sides arrived shortly after and separated the two, ending the chaotic scene.
Ramos was eager to try and wanted to join the fray.
But then he saw Vidic shielding Liu Yi behind him.
"Water Master" is brave and ruthless, but he depends on who he opposes.
I heard that Vidic's family—in Serbia—plants people in the ground and insists they are ginseng.
Such a ruthless person is not someone you should mess with.
The Norwegian judge, who arrived late, began sentencing.
Coentrao initiated the provocation with harsh words, earning a yellow card.
Liu Yi ————
Although they were forced into the fight, they still managed to smash their eyes.
It wouldn't be right not to give her red.
Moen first showed Coentrao a yellow card.
Then, when they flipped over the yellow card to record the time and number...
The words "white coat, number 15" were already visible on it.
He immediately reached for the other side of his back pocket.
A shiny ruby card was pulled out.
Coentrao and Liu Yi each received one.
Mourinho clapped and cheered.
It wasn't for such a spectacular fight scene.
It's not about Coentrão's IQ.
You bastard, you don't even check the time before you start fighting.
They were substituted off, while you were on the field.
And fighting is one thing.
You haven't fought it yet!
Liu Yi, on the other hand, received cheers from the fans like a triumphant hero.
The chants of "6! 6! 6!" continued unabated.
"Little Pea" did not participate in the conflict just now.
Just as he was recalling the moment they embraced and greeted each other, Liu Yi whispered something in his ear.
"Come on, Javier! I've almost driven the rest of the opposing team, especially the goalkeeper, to the brink of collapse."
The Mexican striker returned to action two weeks ago after recovering from injury.
However, Ferguson did not immediately put him back in the starting lineup.
Initially, the Mexican striker had complaints.
As the PFA's best young player last season.
He felt he deserved more playing time this season.
However, Liu Yi firmly held onto the starting position.
However, after watching this game...
"Little Pea" couldn't help but ask himself these questions.
Can his performance on the field really be more convincing than "one goal, one play"?
With 10 against 11, Real Madrid found themselves on the back foot.
Manchester United's morale is soaring.
86th minute!
Rooney found himself in a one-on-one situation during a quick counter-attack.
Little Fatty deftly flicked the ball past the defender, then sent a smooth arc towards the far corner of the goal.
Casillas makes a diving save—
This time, the divine presence did not arrive.
"pretty--!!"
"Goal!!!!"
"Rooney—!!!"
"A perfectly curved shot."
"3-2! Manchester United have completed an incredible comeback."
"This was truly a classic and dramatic match."
"Represents the highest level of European football today!"
On the sidelines, Ferguson seemed to have instantly become twenty years younger, excitedly raising his hands and running wildly towards Rooney and the others.
In this world, perhaps nothing ignites the purest passion of football professionals more than a breathtaking comeback coupled with a near-decisive last-minute goal.
Liu Yi also joined the celebration.
When the human pyramid was almost complete, he pressed down on top of it with a "Mount Tai pressing down".
Someone exclaimed "Ouch!"
Liu Yi quickly apologized.
Celebration is celebration.
How come someone's got an erection?!
Time passed by, second by second.
The Red Devils fought with one heart and one mind, holding on for the last few minutes.
Cristiano Ronaldo's tentative long-range shot went just inches over the crossbar.
finally.
The referee blew the final whistle.
Manchester United 3-2 Real Madrid!
They delivered a thrilling comeback, handing Mourinho's team their first defeat of the season!
The player named MVP of the match.
A reporter on the sidelines handed Liu Yi a delicate and small UEFA Champions League logo trophy.
Played for 74 minutes!
One goal, one kill, one red.
Although he himself also received a red card.
But it's harmless!
Liu Yi received the red card after the handover was completed.
So apart from the suspension, there are no other consequences.
Inside the studio.
He Wei also felt that Liu Yi's performance in this game was impeccable.
However, the act of eating red is questionable.
"Although they took away one of Real Madrid's players, turning the game into a 10-on-11 situation, it indirectly led to the comeback."
"But this red card means a one-match suspension, and Liu Yi will miss Manchester United's next Champions League match."
"Let's see who our next opponent is—"
"Forehead----"
"In the second round of the Champions League, Manchester United will travel to Galati Steels to face them!"
He Wei had a flash of inspiration.
Countless pieces of information were instantly linked together.
Galac Steel is the dominant steel producer in Romania.
Romania, in Nima, Eastern Europe.
Such a distant away game, and Yi Di himself, who cannot travel by plane, is unable to participate in this match!
Could it be?
This was also part of your calculations, Emperor Yi!
He thought Liu Yi was on the first floor.
In fact, Liu Yi's scheme was already seven or eight layers deep!
P.S.: This is the second update today. I don't know what went wrong and it got stuck, so I'm only posting it now. — Please give me some monthly votes! Arigato, please give me some votes!
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