In Florence, I originally planned to change one or two people.

But now, after looking at the situation, their coach waved his hand and used up three substitutions.

His meaning is very obvious.

Fiorentina does not play overtime.

A team of ten players will definitely lose in overtime, so it is better to take a try now.

This is the Champions League!

Although the biggest regret in the hearts of Fiorentine fans is that over the years, Carlisle's league has never won a championship.

But...that doesn't mean that everyone has no expectations for the Champions League.

The Champions League is a higher pursuit. Everyone is thinking about taking it step by step, but they never thought that this year's Fiorentina suddenly had the possibility of a league Champions League Grand Slam.

Who would have thought that a mere San Remo who was killed three times would catch up now?

The right time, place, and people, San Remo had nothing, but they made all this.

Is Florence going to...

Welsach felt very uncomfortable.

He has not made any major contributions to this game so far.

Although he was unwilling to kill Saint Remo, he was the crown prince of Purple Lily!

"Oh! Welsach dribbled the ball and actually passed Molic! Molic was careless!"

"Keant came over to press, Welsach made a pass, the football passed over Keent's head, Welsach knew Keent's fatal flaws too well!"

"Carlisle headed the ball against the wall, and Welsach continued to dribble! He was actually riding a bicycle!"

"Oh, the ball pivoting behind the bicycle is too big. The football is out of his control. He is not good at learning... Wait, no... this is not a mistake!"

In the camera, Welsach's feet were thrust, and the football flew to the oblique side, which made Bernoulini, who came to fill the seat, and also made Keent, who was following Welsach, a little confused.

They all know that although Welsach is not a winger, his footwork skills are not that bad.

For a long time, Welsach's skills were even stronger than Lu Yang.

So, this is a...pass?

Bang!

Before everyone could turn their heads, they could only hear a loud noise around them.

Carlisle, who had just finished hitting the wall, rushed over and shot at the football!

Come here Come here Come here!

The violent goal of the Purple Lily King!

Down!

The football hit the underside of the goal crossbar and the overbearing ejected into the net.

It seems that football and goal discussions are not allowed at all.

If you let you in, you must!

"goal! Carlisle scored again! Scored twice!"

"It was Carlisle's violent goal again! It was almost the same as the last goal, but it was closer to the goal!"

"Carlisle, who can score accurately in the 39-meter-meter long shot, is almost no difficulty for him!"

"Welsach was so amazing that it attracted so much attention that the San Remo players actually left room for Carlisle to kick the feet, which really shouldn't be!"

"Bernoulini made a mistake. He only left Carlisle with a shooting angle of about fifteen degrees, but as the king of long-range shots in the previous generation, even if he only had an angle below ten degrees, he could create miracles!"

"Five to four! The King of Purple Lily refuses to reverse!"

"Friends, now I can tell you responsibly that there will be no overtime in this game!"

"Because of goal difference, either Purple Lily wins or San Remo advances! This is a game without a draw. Both sides are both distinguished and life-and-death!"

"Wow, wow, wow! One hundred,47,000 meters per hour! Carlisle was angry! He regained his record!"

"Although this is called the distance of long shots is closer, it is precisely because of this that Carlisle was able to focus on strength. This speed of the ball broke the historical record that Lu Yang had just broken!"

"The most violent long shot always belongs to Carlisle!"

"Lu Yang, your era has not arrived yet, there can only be one king in Serie A! That is the King of Purple Lily!"

The fans were completely excited.

The powerful Fiorentina will definitely not give San Remo any opportunity to take advantage of just like the old Juventus.

Carlisle takes the lead in attacking!

You know, this is just a team of ten people Florence!

After Carlisle celebrated, he looked at Lu Yang again and repeated Lu Yang's gaze after scoring the goal.

If you are singing to the sky with a sword, so what if you are alone!

Carlisle's domineering side leaks.

Talista sighed a little.

This is the real king.

Talista thinks he is not afraid of the world, but he knows that he is not a "king" player.

He is a natural bandit.

Unrestrained by rules, it seems lawless, but there will never be this aura that will overwhelm the whole life.

But Carlisle is.

Lu Yang...so.

This is their war, and others cannot interfere at all, nor are they qualified to interfere.

It was at this moment that Talista deeply realized his upper limit and saw his ceiling.

He understood his belonging in an instant.

He is not suitable for one person and one city, and he cannot bear such weight.

He had to find the strongest gang to challenge the man who stood at the top of the world one day.

Talista's eyes changed and she looked at Lu Yang.

Is it you, Lu?

If it was you, then you must take the hurdle today first.

Talista can lose.

But Lu can't!

Because this is your most difficult and incredible road!

San Remo re-telection.

This time, the entire Fiorentina contracted, and Carlisle returned to his own half and participated in the defense.

The Purple Lily Brand Bus, this time without reservation.

Even if Lu Yang wants to shoot from a distance, they will not go out.

If you have the affinity, you will knock down all of us, otherwise someone will always stand up and block your shot.

Bang!

San Remo, who could not break the purple lily turtle shell, became anxious, and Lu Yang shot a long shot and hit Versach.

Welsach fell to the ground on the spot.

Lu Yang sighed, then ran over to ask about Welsach's condition.

Welsach lay on the ground for a while, and finally stood up strongly.

After being bored by football, you have to ease it.

Then, the audience burst into applause.

"We won't give you any chance!" After Welsach got up, he gave me and five with Lu Yang. "Long-range shots cannot be too big. We will use our bodies to block your goal."

When a player intends to use his body to stop a goal, his defense area will expand a lot.

The only arc ball that can bypass the player's body is the so-called pop shot, rubbing shot, etc. Although Lu Yang can also hit, the threat is nothing but everyone.

Lu Yang's shots that really make people feel unsolvable are violent long shots, just like Carlisle.

Go straight, the victory is extremely fast.

It's hard to be on guard during running.

But when fighting in positions, as long as you are willing to be bored, you can defend.
To be continued...