When Jovetic turned his gaze to the backfield expectantly, he saw a scene that shocked him.
Silvestri was mainly marking Gerard. After all, in terms of position, Gerard's threat in the middle could not be underestimated.
But this time, Gerard retreated to the midfield, and Silvestri naturally followed, trying to close in and counterattack.
But Fiorentina did not expect Liverpool to clear the ball from the backfield. A high ball!
The football bounced to the ground in the backfield. Gerard turned and rushed forward, and Silvestri also turned to follow.
But when the two men looked at the direction of the football's fall and the landing point of the second bounce, they found that neither of them was the most likely to touch the ball!
Who was it?
Qin Xiong!
Qin Xiong rushed to the second landing point of the football like a runaway horse. Montolivo, who was quite artistic, immediately turned to chase the second landing point of the football like a panicked child.
He did not even realize that the football would fly over his head during the second lift after the first bounce.
When Qin Xiong was about to run neck to neck with him, Montolivo realized the gap in speed between himself and Qin Xiong.
If Qin Xiong was a Ferrari, sorry, Montolivo was just a Volkswagen.
So, Montolivo thought of blocking to stop Qin Xiong from moving forward.
Naturally, physical contact was needed to fight.
Just as he moved diagonally to Qin Xiong's running route to prepare to block, Qin Xiong was naturally aware of Montolivo's intentions.
Qin Xiong's eyes bloomed with a wild brilliance, and the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile that flashed away.
Overconfident!
Qin Xiong was prepared to engage in physical contact. He tightened his muscles, and in the midst of the confrontation, he had to explode with his One-Inch Punch. At the moment of contact, he couldn't be too obvious, but he had to let his opponent know the difference in strength between them!
Montolivo found that he still overestimated his speed. When he was ready to cut into the front of Qin Xiong's running route, it became him running side by side with Qin Xiong. So, he gritted his teeth and used his physical strength to hit Qin Xiong. Even if it was a foul to prevent Qin Xiong from controlling the ball, Montolivo thought it was worth it!
But at the moment when the two men's shoulders touched, Montolivo's eyes and heart was shocked!
It was as if he had hit an iron plate. He was the one who took the initiative to exert his strength, but in the seemingly gentle collision, Montolivo found his body lost balance!
He was bounced!
At least that was the visual sense. But what was the truth? He was knocked away by Qin Xiong!
Stumbling, Montolivo rolled directly to the ground!
Montolivo, who fell to the ground, seemed to want to hide that he was crushed by Qin Xiong in the physical confrontation. He immediately raised his hand to complain to the referee: That bastard fouled!
But the referee did not say anything. Whether it was the people at the scene or the audience watching the live broadcast on TV, as long as they had eyes to see the scene just now, they could judge that it was Montolivo who took the initiative to hit Qin Xiong, and not Qin Xiong who made an obvious collision action that caused Montolivo to lose his balance.
A mantis trying to stop a chariot!
Qin Xiong, who had left Montolivo behind, did not pay any attention to him at all.
Why should he care about the person who was already behind him?
His eyes were looking forward.
To be honest, Qin Xiong was a little disappointed. He had to sigh that it was now an era where Tree Shade masters were hard to find, and also an era where new stars were too weak!
In the process of a new star's growth, it was naturally not a simple competition with peers.
It was inevitable that he would play with some old seniors.
Back in Ajax, Qin Xiong had been baptized by Maldini, Gattuso, Vieira, Makelele, and other football seniors. Today, he was not old yet, but some new stars or star players with high expectations wanted to go further, they had to go through the test of the contemporary masters!
Obviously, Montolivo, the birthplace of the Renaissance, could not withstand the test from Qin Xiong, the contemporary superstar!
Challenges, tests, there was no shortage of opportunities in the Grassi world. How he treated it, and what kind of performance he showed in the process of the test, all depended on himself.
Qin Xiong did not have the slightest regret for Montolivo in his heart, because he himself had been through this.
If you can't withstand it, you can't break through, then you are at this level.
When Montolivo fell to the ground in embarrassment, the Purple Lily fans in the stands of Stadio Franchi felt their hearts tremble.
Liverpool was once again under the city's siege!
Qin Xiong was about to stop the ball 30 yards away from the goal in front of the penalty area!
And he would face a somewhat messy and flustered Fiorentina's defensive line.
Natali and Krodrup rushed to Qin Xiong at the same time. They wanted to interfere with Qin Xiong's stop of the ball. They knew very well that with Qin Xiong's previous performance, if he stopped the ball, Liverpool's attack would be unstoppable!
The space was too big!
And Fiorentina had lost the barrier in front of the penalty area. They only had a horizontal line of defense, which only needed a pass and a breakthrough to be completely shattered!
Qin Xiong must be contained. There was no other choice.
They felt there was hope, but Qin Xiong personally killed their hope.
When the three men were about to converge, Qin Xiong took the lead to jump, making the other players look up at his heroic posture after he soared.
At that moment, Natali and Krodrup sighed in despair in their hearts. It's over!
The two of them did not rush out without risk. Behind them, there was Liverpool's killer, the Red Army's Holy Baby, and Torres, who shattered the German team's UEFA European Championship dream with a kick!
Qin Xiong used a standard header posture and used his forehead to head the ball into Fiorentina's penalty area.
Torres, who directly formed a single blade, stopped the ball with his right foot. Frey left the goal and went out. Torres looked in the direction of the goal and then calmly pushed the shot with his foot!
The football rolled to the lower right corner of the goal. Frey could not react in time and had no time to block it. When he turned his head to look, he could only see the football rolling from the inside of the goalpost into the goal!
There was no sound in the stands of Stadio Franchi except for the cheers of the Red Army fans.
The Purple Lily fans were silent. In the face of the team's third goal in the first half, they found it difficult to speak and felt humiliated.
Jovetic, who turned and watched the whole process in front of Liverpool's penalty area, almost knelt on the ground with his legs weak.
He wanted to be a hero. A player who did not want to be a hero could not become a star player, let alone a superstar!
To be a superstar, one must have the awareness to be a hero!
But he could not bring a goal to Fiorentina. In the blink of an eye, the muzzle turned and Fiorentina's goal was broken through by Liverpool again!
And this attack was so simple that it made one's hair stand on end. It was as if they were mocking how incompetent Fiorentina's attack was. Liverpool only needed a simple attack to break through the gate!
It was over. Although there were still more than 50 minutes left in the game, almost no one thought that Fiorentina still had a chance. Even they began to give up …
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