Chapter 1140 Magnet Physique

Chen Yingxiong really was a magnet; he was the core no matter where he went. Just like this time, the players on both sides and the referee rushed toward him.

When everyone surrounded them, he was "butting heads" with Busquets, forehead to forehead. The hot air and saliva sprayed unreservedly onto the other's face, but neither blinked nor turned their heads to avoid it, because doing so would mean they had lost.

One used Catalan and the other used Sichuan dialect—anyway, they were both using their hometown languages to greet each other. Neither understood, but it didn't hinder their exchange.

"You murderer! You violent thug!"

"Wo ri ni guier!" (A vulgar Sichuanese curse)

"Do you have any sportsmanship? This is deliberate retaliation!"

"You idiot!"

"It's disgusting!"

"Gua pi!" (Another vulgar Sichuanese curse)

"You'll regret it! You'll regret it sooner or later! You're going to be in trouble!"

"Ma—mai—pi!" (An extremely vulgar curse)

They were unable to continue their cultural exchange of crude language because the players from both sides rushed over and quickly pulled them apart.

"Okay, pull them apart!"

Of course, in such a chaotic situation, pushing and shoving each other was perfectly normal.

Because the two who started the trouble didn't lay a hand on each other, but instead acted like gentlemen and used their mouths, the disturbance was quickly quelled.

Then the referee gave each side fifty lashes, giving Chen Yingxiong, who had fouled, a yellow card, and Busquets, who had provoked the disturbance first, a yellow card as well.

As a result, both sides were dissatisfied and planned to go to the referee to argue.

Chen Yingxiong stopped the captain, who was standing up for him. "Forget it, Captain, don't go to the referee. A yellow card in exchange for the other guy being in pain for half a day—I think it's worth it."

Cannavaro was stunned for a moment, then grinned. "You're so cunning! Didn't you think you'd get a red card when you hit him?"

"How could I? My arm was pinned to my side; I didn't push out... And... okay, my head got hot for a moment!"

Cannavaro nodded. "It's good that you only got hot for a moment. I saw that you didn't do anything afterward, and you were quite rational." Then he patted him on the shoulder. "Let's go back."

Led by the captain, Napoli's players quickly ran back, while Barcelona's players were still pestering the referee, believing that there was no reason to give Busquets a yellow card, and that giving Chen Yingxiong a yellow card was also unreasonable, because Chen Yingxiong's foul deserved a red card!

Look at Alves—he had been lying on the sidelines for half a day, having been hit pretty hard!

The Catalan commentators were also denouncing Chen Yingxiong's actions. "He's a murderer!"

With this one battle, Chen Yingxiong cemented his position in the hearts of Barcelona supporters.

Cassano ran up and slapped Chen Yingxiong on the butt. "I knew you were getting revenge for me, Hero! I'll treat you to... Red Rose, the best chicks!"

Chen Yingxiong gave him a thumbs up. Truly a good friend!

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Actually, when the players on both sides clashed just now... No, to be precise, when Chen Yingxiong retaliated by ramming into Alves, Mazzarri's heart tightened. He was afraid that Chen Yingxiong would be sent off with a red card because of this momentary impulse. In that case, what would be the point of Napoli getting two away goals, even if they were playing away?

Returning to the home field without Chen Yingxiong would mean lacking the most effective weapon against Barcelona!

Through this match, Chen Yingxiong had proven that he was the most effective weapon in the world of football to deal with Barcelona's defense.

If he were to miss the second leg, Napoli might not be able to win the game even if they were playing at home.

Seeing that Chen Yingxiong only got a yellow card, he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he couldn't be negligent. He quickly replaced Chen Yingxiong with Sanchez, fearing that he would continue to act impulsively. Because the game on the field was clearly becoming heated, and the players on both sides were making big moves and their heads were constantly overheating.

In order to prevent Chen Yingxiong from getting a second yellow card, he had to substitute this main player off the field early.

Anyway, Napoli had already gotten two away goals, and Chen Yingxiong had scored twice, which could be considered a complete fulfillment of his mission. He couldn't ask him for more; substituting him off wouldn't affect the team.

Chen Yingxiong walked off the field, enduring the boos of all the Barcelona fans at Camp Nou.

When he came off the field, he didn't forget to raise his arms, clench his fists, and demonstrate to the home fans in the stands all around.

Of course, he was greeted with even more ear-splitting boos...

In response, the boos made him wave his fists even more powerfully.

"Hero is being substituted early to protect him. After all, he has become a thorn in the side of Barcelona's players... Listen to these deafening boos!"

"I believe that with two goals, as well as a retaliatory charge against Alves in the game, and... now the provocation of Barcelona fans, Chen Yingxiong must have become one of the most unpopular figures in Camp Nou! However, for Napoli fans, the more the enemy hates someone, the more they like them..."

Sure enough, when Chen Yingxiong walked off the field, the Napoli fans in the stands stood up and applauded him. At the same time, in the southern Italian city of Naples, in pubs large and small, and in homes, many Napoli fans were applauding him.

His performance today definitely deserved such treatment.

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After Chen Yingxiong walked off the field, the boos gradually subsided, and the Barcelona fans refocused their attention on the field. The score was still 2-2, which was not good news for Barcelona.

Mazzarri grabbed Chen Yingxiong's hand, gave him a hug, and then patted him on the back, explaining in his ear, "I was really afraid you'd get another yellow card, Hero. That's why I substituted you early."

Chen Yingxiong smiled. "I know, Coach. I know why you brought me down. Don't worry, I don't want to miss the second leg myself!"

Mazzarri was very happy. It was best if the players understood him. "No one wants to miss the second leg. It will be very exciting. Now go rest!"

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After Chen Yingxiong came off the field, Barcelona's defense immediately felt less pressure, especially Pique. He didn't even have an opponent, because Napoli had no center forward. So everyone saw the reason why he was jokingly called "Piquenbauer"—he began to dribble forward and actively seek goals.

Barcelona needed a goal more than ever!

Mazzarri began to defend desperately. He then replaced Cassano and Arshavin, replacing them all with defensive players. Apart from Sanchez, there were almost no attacking players left. Everyone was in their own half, putting up an iron barrel formation.

In the end, Barcelona scored the winning goal in the eighty-eighth minute. The scorer was Xavi.

After Xavi scored, Barcelona's players celebrated almost frantically, as if they were celebrating not just a goal, but a Champions League title.

This goal saved them from the misfortune of being tied at home, but the fact that they won so hard surprised many people and made the Barcelona players feel embarrassed...

Although they lost the game, Mazzarri was not too annoyed. He even smiled when he shook hands with Guardiola.

Losing by only one goal, Napoli still had two away goals.

Mazzarri certainly had enough reason to smile.

On the surface, it looked like Barcelona had won, but who really lost and who won? It was hard to say right now. At the very least, the Neapolitans had more reason to feel that they were the winners.

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"The game is over! Barcelona defeated Napoli 3:2 at home! They won the first leg, but many Barcelona players didn't have smiles on their faces, because they all knew what this score meant..."

"Two away goals, Napoli have perfectly completed their task. Napoli, returning to their home field, are qualified to dream of more... Maybe they will take another step forward?"

"Some people said that Barcelona drew a good opponent, but now it seems that maybe Napoli drew a good opponent?"

The Italian commentators were the most interesting. Before the game, Napoli took the initiative to show weakness, saying that they were unlucky to have drawn Barcelona. This sentence was brought up again by him. "Now, who is more unlucky?"

This sentence was like a knife stabbing into Barcelona's heart, but it didn't matter, because Barcelona fans would never watch the broadcast on Italian television anyway.

After the game, when Napoli's players were interviewed, they also revealed to the media the reason why they were so humble before the game.

"...We were just kidding them! They are our opponents, how could we really do that?" Cassano said with a sly grin. "It seems that the effect is good!"

This was like pouring salt on Barcelona's wound. They had conceded two away goals and were being teased...

This was simply too much!

Cassano and the others had no obligation to care about Barcelona's reaction.

Chen Yingxiong was named the best player of the match, and he became the focus of reporters after the game.

"Two goals? Great, this is a great start. I'm really looking forward to the game after returning to our home field! How did it feel to play against Pique? Well, it didn't feel like anything, just like usual... Of course, he is a very good center back, but I am better!"

Chen Yingxiong raised his thumb, pointed at himself, and looked arrogant. But the reporters were obviously used to Chen Yingxiong's style. He had even dared to provoke Real Madrid at their home stadium, so what was so surprising about him declaring that he was better than Pique at Camp Nou?

The reporters even believed that it was normal for Chen Yingxiong to anger Real Madrid and provoke Barcelona. If he only dared to argue with Real Madrid, but didn't dare to provoke Barcelona, then there would be a problem...

A reporter asked about the conflict between him and Busquets in the final stages of the game.

"I don't know what he said, because no matter what language he spoke, I didn't understand a word. What did I say?" Chen Yingxiong said with a wicked smile, "No comment."

As he left, he waved his fist at the camera. "Barcelona, see you at our Stadio San Paolo!"

He seemed very confident.

Having scored two goals away from home, he certainly deserved such confidence.

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ps, well... there won't be any more bursts tomorrow. There will be two guaranteed chapters every day.

Let me rest for three days, and then we'll burst again after three days!

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