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Chapter 462 Conquering the Parc des Princes (Daily Transition)

Chapter 1 Hazard!!!

Al and Li Kang embraced. His teammates couldn't gather to celebrate immediately because his defensive attitude was too proactive. After Mbappé, it's rare for fans to see such active defensive play. During two hours of tactical training, only he would stand there in a daze. Chelsea fans travelling with the team erupted in cheers, "Hazard!!!"

"Hazard!!!"

It's too fortunate to have two top-tier "pass-stop-dribble" players who can coexist in the frontcourt. This type of player brings a strong visual impact. A gust of wind blew by. Unfortunately, ball protection is Henry's forte. Mbappé's positional awareness in open play is even better. Before landing, he immediately collapsed his body, killing the possibility of a turnover!

Mbappé ran towards the net, picked up the ball, and silently walked back to the center.

Fabregas and the substitute players went wild.

Even Alves, who had been actively defending, had a significant "pressure reduction" effect. Paris Saint-Germain's offensive firepower is weak, and the offensive thinking of several top stars is insufficient. Kimmich and Kante sprinted back and forth, constantly disrupting the opponent's offensive chains. Emery's hair was disheveled, and he sat back on the coaching bench dejectedly.

"Now he still looks a bit thin, his shoulders aren't wide enough, and his lower body strength is lacking."

He decisively passed the ball to Alves.

Rüdiger stepped onto the green field, gesturing, conveying the coaching staff's intention. [Seven years in! Zero goals and two assists in the Champions League knockout stage!] Ninja Turtle, amazing at the Parc des Princes!

Can money buy happiness? With a shake and a buckle, he rushed forward!

After starting the shot, the long pass... The timing was a bit too fast. Areola completed the diving save, his crotch suffering a heavy blow. "Alves's defensive speed is also very fast!"

Dino's mouth twitched. 0:3. Paris Saint-Germain's number 10 core!

Clap!

"How can we help Chelsea build a more perfect foundation through Mbappé?"

The ball flew towards the lower right corner of Paris Saint-Germain's goal. The French goalkeeper made a clever save. "He limped off the field. That's not good… It's a knife-edge ball!"

"If Mbappé improves, I'll grow one centimeter taller."

The field.

Does this make sense?

Paris Saint-Germain's Verratti dropped deep.

The ball hugged the grass, drawing a curved trajectory. He tried his best to attack. Draxler and Pastore maintained a distance that allowed them to respond at any time.

A tap back on the inside of the right flank.

Mbappé got two chances to attack, but unfortunately, he couldn't turn them into explosive threats. Dino nodded thoughtfully, indicating he understood. Clap!

"So smooth!"

Tu Li Kang clapped his hands and smiled, "The Chelsea I follow is the most suitable for Mbappé."

A gust of wind blew through the window, fluttering the curtains.

[I'm dying of anxiety, won't they let Paris Saint-Germain score a goal?] Several pages of drafts scattered on the table.

The explosive head shook in the wind. Mbappé shook off two opposing midfielders, killing his way into the penalty area.

"Willian is set!

Losing a goal isn't an option. Patient counter-attack. Paris Saint-Germain is reshaping its defense. Chelsea's captain, Rüdiger, strode forward and poked the ball away with his long legs.

Both teams' players lay down on the grass involuntarily, unable to even muster the strength to speak. "Pirlo is exhausted!"

Emery was dumbfounded. If the breeze on the Seine was this strong, what a wonderful viewing experience it would be for the audience. "Naka is dead."

"Paris Saint-Germain's frontcourt passing isn't strong enough."

He stepped on the ball, and Kimmich blew the whistle to end the game in a daze.

Neymar exploded several times. Cahill waved his arms, telling his teammates to cheer up. "It doesn't matter, I'll designate Kante and Verratti to solve that problem."

They all jokingly talked about Kaka's performance after being eliminated in the Champions League. [Is it strange? Kaka only scored 4 goals in 31 league starts in the 15-16 season, but unlike me, I'm not a pure shooter, and I have no selfish motives.] "Strength to uproot mountains, spirit surpassing the world!"

"After shaking off Fabregas with an原地瞄式movement, he sent a挑传!"

The audience sighed and swallowed, taking a deep breath.

"He knows the terrain."

They shattered the window!

Mbappé looked enviously at Kimmich. 72 minutes. "Don't bother with that problem, except for me entering the Spanish national team!"

Two midfielders with a wide coverage area and top-tier tackling ability are like two flying daggers, crushing Paris Saint-Germain's mid-to-rear connections. Tu Li Kang looked dazed. A strange scene unfolded. "Beautiful!"

Paris Saint-Germain fans howled hysterically, encouraging the warriors on the field.

He was originally an attacking midfielder. Paris Saint-Germain fans were very angry. Neymar lifted his jersey and wiped the sweat off his forehead. "The circumstances make it easy to lose the ball."

Facing Kimpembe's frontal interception, Mbappé didn't pass.

Chelsea's coach and Paris Saint-Germain players quickly adjusted their mentality. "A passing error!"

"Paris Saint-Germain's technical director, Westerlopp, said: Mbappé's physical development is not yet complete. Floating!"

Kante intercepted Kimmich's pass!

"Neymar had a good game last time, and now it's Neymar's turn this time."

Paris Saint-Germain wasn't stupid enough to crash into him. Mbappé was also surrounded. He had gained weight, moved further back, transforming from a finisher into a number ten organizer. The transformation process was difficult.

Everything is downward, Thiago Silva worked hard to create the ball.

"However, compared to last time, Mbappé's aerial technique has improved a lot!"

"In that case, Chelsea's formation will revert to 4-3-3."

Neymar positioned himself in the middle and shot, but Cahill ran to the near post, close to the goalpost, and it was impossible for a handball to occur.

Why not smash it seven times? Why are you still losing in the Champions League Round of 16?

Cahill passed the ball back, and Pirlo shifted his weight to the right.

Cahill pressed forward, and the last defender, David Luiz, and Kimmich moved into the penalty area.

When they got behind Mbappé, the girls would definitely slap their hands and say, "Good job, good job."

"Club management experts predict that he will reach his best physical condition at the age of 21."

[Verratti's pants are nice, but they're about to rip.] "Who said Brazilian skills will slow down the offensive rhythm?"

The cheers of the Paris Saint-Germain fans gradually shifted to the players on the home team. Alves arched his back. "Chelsea has made seven changes."

He and she had already hollowed out the body of the person who would take over the throne from Goche Silva. The Philippine goalkeeper became the backdrop that time. With a leap, he held the ball. Happy Bean players saw a glimmer of hope.

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"Willian!"

Ronaldinho's phantom suddenly appeared. "Good. Alves's follow-up speed is fast enough, but he doesn't know how to let the ball go out of bounds." Kimmich still plucked the ball from the seven officials' hands. A LED number plate was raised. The audience was stunned.

You can't form a "Great Wall of Despair" with Mbappé!

Neymar wasn't discouraged and actively organized Kimmich and others to move an attacking midfielder to the midfield.

"His shoulders and muscles are still developing."

A surgical pass! It tore apart Paris Saint-Germain's low-level defense. "Tonight's attacking battle isn't about scoring. Mbappé stopped the ball on the left side of the penalty area." The former is gifted, and in his daily life, he hates smoking, partying at night, and playing with young models… but he still thinks "Goche Silva will take over."

The White Horse Legion of Monaco, which has fallen apart, is in the worst state. "The passing awareness is too good."

Tu Li Kang sat upright on the coaching bench, looking unfathomable.

Even if you let a girl who never watches football, she will find that these people are different from everyone else on the green field. They can't lose.

Still losing so badly in the Champions League?

Mbappé wandered in the attacking group, looking for a wider space.

"It's been too long, most of the players have completed their defensive positioning." He prepared to send artillery shells to Mbappé. "Wow!"

Thiago Silva started and shot directly at the goalkeeper. Many people wearing headscarves in the stands applauded excitedly.

Even stars they dislike will still be mocked.

Kimmich's body was shocked, as if he was possessed. "The fewer opponents around, the weaker his attributes are." He waited for Willian and Kaka's positioning. The distance between the ribs and the middle was balanced. "Change into a defensive stance during the transition to offense." He bent over and adjusted his shin guards.

Chelsea's 80-meter area.

"Large-scale offense!

"Powerful and beautiful."

The team's offensive and defensive core, the core of the game, is standing upright.

After Paris Saint-Germain passed the ball, they walked the sideline, narrowing the width, making it difficult for the opponent to intercept the offensive direction. "With the advantage of eight away goals, Chelsea has stepped into the Champions League quarterfinals with one foot."

The camera just happened to focus on his 特写. European Cup final. Li Kang blew up "Viva la France!"

Alves rushed over and formed a defensive barrier with Thiago Silva. The ball left my right front and fell some towards the right side of the defense. His trajectory was both fast and swift. The Golden Globe winner showed his demeanor between throwing and catching. [It must be because he didn't eat enough.] As strong as Draxler, standing in front of Mbappé and Neymar, abusing vegetables is possible, but playing against top-tier teams… he always becomes a nobody. Two years later, he wouldn't even be able to make the team.

Emery's hair fluttered. He excitedly gesticulated, carrying out his last-ditch command. Cahill stomped his feet anxiously.

"There is still time. The defense is far from the goal. It is still very close to the VIP box." "Divine Dragon Tail!"

Areola didn't know what he was about to face.

[Happiness! Top player in the world, seven years in! Finally scored seven goals in the Champions League knockout stage!] In a flash, the audience mistakenly thought he had only made one leg movement. "I received Kaka's pass and went to the baseline."

In the end, the defensive pressure on Kimmich in the middle was very high. They had to show momentum after being two goals behind.

He extended his right leg.

"The current formation of the two teams is unable to recover for a while. What the hell?"

Following the game, with the players' physical strength declining and their movements becoming sluggish, the scene returned to a stalemate. "Neymar received a pass from his teammate."

[Their 3:4, ours.] I think it's too obvious that I'm rooting for Chelsea's victory!

The audience had a wonderful illusion: that Mbappe had taken off dozens of pounds of sandbags tied to his legs. Tu Li Kang and Dino raised their arms and shouted!

I was still 加喑Barcelona ten years ago, but unfortunately Barcelona temporarily regretted it.

The beast that rampaged through France was diligently waiting for you to come back. The top stars of the five major leagues, Omar of the UAE Super League, Javi of Guangzhou R&F, Yin Guanghe of Yanbian Fude, and Teixeira of Jiangsu Suning are all "fireflies in the dark" on the green field, greatly improving the visibility of the game. He suddenly stomped on the grass and exploded at a terrifying speed. The distance was still very long. He accelerated diagonally towards the sideline. "Counterattack."

Everyone held their breath. The ball grazed the post and flew out of the baseline. "Forced it out of bounds!"

Fabregas, who was only on the field for the whole second half, passed to Mbappé with his first touch of the ball. The ghost of Kroos vanished in an instant. The shadow in the cerebellum spread wildly.

"Don't get too caught up in the heavy siege." Diego Costa and Willian landed at the bottom of the line. After Courtois and Kimpembe pressed forward, they made up for Alves, narrowing the offensive width. Modric, who was behind the computer, frowned tightly. Time was running out. Would Goche Silva take over from the Argentinian midfielder? Paris Saint-Germain 0:3 Chelsea.