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Chapter 512

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    "What a keen sense of interception!"

    In a house in Barcelona, ??Tucal exclaimed.

    He was indeed stunned by Ranier's trick.

    When most people intercept the ball, their attention will be attracted by the ball, and they will naturally look at Rasta at the landing point.

    However, Ranier immediately looked for the second landing point of the ball, ran directly to Ferran, and completed a wonderful interception operation.

    This surprised Tukar a little.

    On the other side, Harvey Abano grinned.

    This situation, he has also encountered.

    Ranier's "selective interception" always feels magical to me, but in the final analysis it is man-to-man.

    This guy was heading for Ferran in the first place.

    As for the reason, this is the narrow-mindedness of Ranier's character.

    This guy can't see others showing off.

    When he was playing in the youth training, this guy Ranier also caused huge troubles for Harvey Abano.

    I have to say that his defensive style is very annoying.

    Limit your key players, as for the rest, do whatever you like.

    Of course, pulling you is not to choose blindly, otherwise there would not be such a high interception rate.

    It can only be said that this guy has a beast-like intuition, and the combination of this intuition and theory makes him appear in some strange and deadly places.

    At the local commentary station in Sinsheim, Polly has already blown Ranie up.

    "Nice interception! Ranier accurately sensed the ball's landing point and threat point, and completed the interception!"

    "This is not the first time he has done this, but I have to say that Ranier's interception awareness is really terrifying."

    "I really want to watch a slow motion. I want to know when Ranier started to stare at Ferran."

    Ranier's sudden interception directly cut off Sevilla's attack.

    Ferran rushed over in a fit of embarrassment and launched a counterattack towards Ranie.

    Ranier's dribbling breakthrough ability is unquestionable. After two changes of direction, he used a fried ball to directly penetrate Ferran's crotch.

    Ferran sat down on the ground, his face flushed, obviously unable to accept this result.

    As for Ranier, after observing that there is no danger around, he passed the ball to Ludimod, who will reorganize.

    Rudimode gave Ranier a thumbs up, praising his interception.

    Ranier smiled happily.

    He returned to look at the distraught Ferran, and smiled even more happily.

    In front of me, no pretense!

    Sevilla's attack failed to have an effect, but Hoffenheim launched an attack again.

    For the next ten minutes, Sevilla seemed to be contained again.

    Hoffenheim surrounded their big penalty area and bombarded wildly.

    Although it failed to score, it also made Sevilla tired of coping.

    The entire Juan Stadium has been quiet, and the Sevilla fans are desperate.

    Their substitutions and counterattacks failed.

    The competition seemed to be over, and their fate of being eliminated became increasingly clear.

    Especially when they watched Hoffenheim bombarding Seville's penalty area, at this moment they felt the anger they had never had before.

    But after anger, there is deep sorrow!

    This is Juan Stadium!

    This is their home field!

    Why did you play like this?

    Where is the problem?

    No one told them the answer.

    And until 45 minutes, Sevilla failed to prevent a wave of effective counterattacks, threatening Hoffenheim's goal.

    The halftime whistle sounded.

    The Sevilla players gasped for breath one by one.

    They feel as if their lungs are burning.

    Under the control of Hoffenheim, they have to run non-stop and also bear the defensive pressure from the mental level.

    This exacerbates the loss of energy.

    In just half the time, the Sevilla players were sweating profusely, feeling more tired than playing the whole game.

    But the most important thing is that they can't see any hope of victory.

    This is the most hopeless.

    When the Sevilla players returned to the locker room, except for some diehard fans who were still encouraging them, other fans??The discourse is full of dissatisfaction with them.

    Some fans have already left the field early, and they obviously can't stand it anymore.

    And these are exacerbating their confidence.

    Back to the locker room.

    The Sevilla players drooped their heads one by one.

    They heard the sound of the locker room door being opened.

    Until the head coach Lopete walked in.

    Their heads hang lower, and they are ready to be scolded.

    But Lopete's rant was delayed.

    When they looked up suspiciously, they saw Lopete standing in front of the tactical board and writing a sentence.

    'Enter one!  '

    The Sevilla players looked at the head coach in puzzlement, his calmness was a bit scary.

    Lopete was also looking at his disciples, and he said slowly, "Boys, we have nothing to lose."

    "We paid the price for our arrogance and arrogance. This game also taught us what it means to respect our opponents!"

    "Just like I ignored Jamie before the game, we have been emphasizing the identity of the defending champion, but we have forgotten the fact that Hoffenheim is our opponent."

    "Champion status brings us glory and arrogance at the same time!"

    "We lost a mentality of being brave and diligent! However, I am not willing to end the game!"

    Lopete was silent for a long time, sighed slowly, and said: "Boys, score a goal, so as not to be so ashamed!"

    "Enter one, for the fans who are still in the stands to support us!"

    "Enter one, for the sake of the lights of all houses in Seville at this moment!"

    "Enter one, for you and for them!"

    On the other side, Hoffenheim's locker room.

    Steven shouted loudly; "Quiet! Quiet!"

    Only then did the excited players quiet down.

    Steven looked around and said with a smile, "Well played, lads."

    Everyone grinned, showing happy smiles.

    Even Rudimod and Ibstruij are the same.

    It's a good feeling to push the defending champion into a corner.

    Ranie, Habr and the others winked and looked particularly happy.

    Crack clap clap!  !

    Steven clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention and said, "It's too early to be happy, there are still 45 minutes, we still can't relax."

    "What we have to do is beat Sevilla to advance to the quarter-finals, so we want to make sure we must!"

    Ranier jumped up happily, and said: "We have already led by four goals, and we are sure to win!"

    But after he finished shouting, he was greeted by Steven's indifferent gaze.

    Ranie smiled and sat down again.

    Steven said: "There is no shortage of miracle nights in football. Four goals are not safe. We need more goals, so we will still choose to attack in the second half!"

    Steven's words did not surprise the players.

    After getting along for a long time, they understand what kind of person Steven is.

    This guy is a true offensive madman.

    If we say, Christopher is a defensive master.

    Then Steven is a master of offense!

    Both are excellent head coaches, but their coaching styles are very different.

    The only thing the two have in common is their dedication to the championship!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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