Bang!

The ball hit Pirlo's chest and bounced back, but did not fly towards the goal.

Aww ~

Aww ~

Pirlo was sobbing with a headache, but he still didn't really make a sound. This was Carlos' violent shot with his left foot. It would be strange if he didn't hurt. It would be like a fake one to change.

The ball bounced towards Zheng Zhi again, and Marclayle was still behind him! Zheng Zhi didn't dare to take the ball on his back, for fear of an accident, so he simply took a step forward, then stepped on the ball and jumped up, turned forward, and an unconventional Marseille turned back, and then turned around, and then turned nearly 1.5 meters away!

finally,

Marklele was killed!

But there was not much time left for him. Just a glance forward, Marklelai came to the front again, but this time Zheng Zhi was able to pass the ball calmly. Pirlo got up at some point and swam to the left to respond.

Zidane also ran over after suffering, and Pirlo would not be greedy for dribbling. Ronaldo rushed forward as if he was flying, and he sent out a straight pass without hesitation.

Before Vieri could run up, Jero and Elgra immediately closed the door and double-teamed Ronaldo hit Jero and couldn't rush over.

However, referee Joel still ordered Yero to commit a foul and gave Inter a frontcourt set piece.

Although it was far away from the goal, Casillas still started shouting and personally guided his teammates to line up a wall of people. He didn't want to be humiliated by Zheng Zhi's elevator ball.

His teammates also cooperated with him and arranged a very strict wall of people.

However, Zheng Zhi shot the ball into the sky with one kick, not giving Casillas in front of the goal at all. Casillas was in vain.

Even the goal didn't hit, and Zheng Zhi also missed.

Huang Jianxiang teased Casillas: "Casillas must be very disappointed. He carefully laid out the human wall, but Zheng Zhi disappointed him. In fact, he has enough time to react at such a distance."

Zhang Lu dared not agree:

"Not necessarily. In fact, the farther the elevator ball, the greater the power. Because the ball has enough time to sink, Casillas must have studied Zheng Zhi's elevator ball collection, and he dare not be careless. Such an opponent is the most terrifying. He is meticulous in his work and has no sloppy at all. A careless goalkeeper often loses his hands and is scored by Zheng Zhi?"

Zheng Zhi didn't regret the shot. His first reaction was to look for Marklele. The guy finally didn't follow him. This was because the ball was from Real Madrid. If it were Inter Milan, he bet Marklele was stuck again.

The game lasted for more than ten minutes, but the pace still did not slow down. Both sides passed the ball casually, but were always looking for opportunities to score.

Soon Real Madrid also got a set piece opportunity in a similar position, with Zidane, Figo and Carlos all standing in front of the ball.

It was Frey's turn to organize his teammates to rank the wall.

"Why,"

"Go and arrange the walls,"

"I'm still missing someone!"

"Ronnie, hurry up!"

Zheng Zhi waved at Ronaldo on the edge of the penalty area. Ronaldo didn't think much about it and quickly ran back and joined the wall of six people, while Zheng Zhi was guarding near the penalty area.

Pirlo was in the human wall, and he was surprised that Zheng Zhi didn't come to arrange the human wall. Usually he was one of the human walls. But he didn't understand it all at once, just thought it was strange.

"Everyone else has to look at people!" Zheng Zhi had already become focused again, and his eyes were scanned at other Real Madrid players on the court...

The whistle sounded, Zidane took the lead in running, jumped over from above the ball, just a fake shot, it was not him who came to shoot.

Then Carlos ran up and rushed towards the ball, and his left foot really pulled the ball.

Huh ~

The domineering style of the game instantly tear the air.

Bang!

He directly drew on the wall! The ball was blocked by the wall, and Pirlo immediately came up with a big foot and kicked the ball out.

"Aowu~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Ronaldo, who was in the human wall, suddenly bent down and squatted down.

yes,

It was his bravery, who blocked the ball with his strong body!

"My, my egg...dirty..."

"Aowu~"

Carlos' heavy artillery hit his crotch directly and hit a certain area. Ronaldo no longer cared about any image and squatted down with his hands covering his crotch.

That kind of pain is really heartbreaking.

Let's put it this way, it's like a sharp knife suddenly falling down. The whole part was obviously hot and it hurts torn, but it spreads all over the body, and the whole body is cool...

"Oh, God~"

Inter Milan fans in the stands immediately sighed loudly, subconsciously lowered their heads and looked down, and then started to observe silence for Ronaldo.

Although I have never experienced such pain, I feel that I have experienced it with Ronaldo...

Referee Joel immediately paused the game, leaving Ronaldo with time to feel the pain. Pirlo stood next to Ronaldo and immediately looked in the direction of Zheng Zhi.

Ah ~

He couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, and finally knew why Zheng Zhi wanted to call Ronaldo to come and arrange the wall.

I see!

mmmp~

He had known for a long time that it would be Carlos' shot, and then he didn't want to participate in the wall? Carlos's shooting power was really too terrifying.

Tsk,

Pirlo smiled unconsciously. He realized that he was really getting to know Zheng Zhi more and more. But is it really good to cheat his teammates in such an important game?

Is this a hatred for Carlos and Ronaldora?

Although Ronaldo was still squatting at this time, his eyes had already looked at Carlos with resentment.

Carlos walked over with half of his face.

"Ahem,"

"It's not intentional, it's not intentional,"

"But why are you standing so straight? An accident, purely an accident..."

"Stand up, jump a few times, jump a few times."

Although they are opponents, they are even more good friends. At this time, they did not see any solemn smell...

Ronaldo stood up obediently, then jumped several times, and the pain soon subsided. However, it seemed that he didn't know that the person who really cheated him was actually Zheng Zhi...

"It's fine, it's fine." Zheng Zhi came over and cared about Ronaldo.

"I will settle the score with him!"

...

...

The game resumed, and it was Real Madrid's ball rights. Marklele handed the ball to Zidane. Pirlo came to defend him, but he was still a little immature. Zidane easily shook the space and divided the ball to Solari on the left. Solari pulled out a curved ball and found Morientes at the back point. During the jump, Morientes turned around and looked at the moon and shot directly from the far corner!

The strength was getting smaller, Frey still hugged the ball. Finally, it was Inter Milan's turn to counterattack. Frey threw the ball to Dibiagio, and Dibiagio made Ronaldo straight into it.

But Ronaldo did not run. After stopping the ball, he passed the ball back to Pirlo. It seemed that his heart was still a little shadow. Inter Milan failed to play speed and was forced to fall into a positional battle. Marklei was surrounded by Zheng Zhi like a galactic, and the command was handed over to Pirlo.

Pirlo made a long diagonal pass and tried to send the ball behind Salgado, but Grasco was blocked by Figo this time, and the ball was easily pointed back to Jero by Salgado. Jero gave a long pass, and wanted to hit Matrazi behind Raul.

Raul struggled very hard, turned his body left and right, trying to knock Matrazi away, but Matra was as steady as a rock. While retreating, he completely blocked him in front of him. Then he headed the ball back and actually boldly gave the ball to Frey.

While Marklele did not come up, Zheng Zhi immediately pulled the ball to the left and finally took all his vision. He immediately cooperated with Grasco in a wall-to-waiting manner, trying to kill Marklele who had just arrived, but Marklele didn't go to Grasco at all, but followed Zheng Zhi.

this……

Is your coach an amateur? Let Grasco go and just look for yourself?!

Zheng Zhi looked helpless, but he still cooperated with Grasco to rush forward and widened the distance with him. Grasco has no one to defend now, but the ball is driven straight in until Figo rushed back frantically, but Figo is also a guy who can't defend, allowing Grasco to easily push the ball forward to Vieri.

Vieri forced Jero to the back of the side and forced himself into the left side of the penalty area, forcibly kicking! But after kicking, his body immediately turned over to the left. The ball did not shoot with force and rolled directly into Casillas' arms.

Both sides went against each other, but did not pose a large number of threats, and the targeted defense was arranged too well.

"The first half is almost over."

“No chance.”

"I thought I'd scored continuously, but I didn't expect that I didn't score. It seems like the first half is about to end like this."

The fourth official raised the sign on the 311 side of the court, and only stopped time for one minute. As a result, the ball was passed a few times, and Joel blew the whistle and the first half ended.

"It's more intense and exciting, and the finals are unknown. This is true."

"I don't know if the coaches of both sides will make new adjustments during the halftime break. From the perspective of the fans, of course I hope to score more goals, but from the perspective of the club, the result is the most important."

In the home and away locker room, the attitudes of the head coaches of both sides were completely different. Boske was very satisfied with the team's performance in the first half, and he even praised Marklele with smugness.

"Claude, beautifully done."
To be continued...