Chapter 1159
Words:1770Update:22/10/17 07:25:19
After Qin Xiong scored the ball into Barcelona's goal, the 100,000 Barcelona fans in the stands at Camp Nou fell silent for a moment. They looked numb and even desperate.
Qin Xiong, on the other hand, turned around and waved at Torres the moment he scored.
Torres yelled and rushed over to Qin Xiong. Qin Xiong hugged Torres' waist and lifted him up. Then he laughed and shouted at Torres, "Beautiful pass!"
Torres jumped to the ground and hugged Qin Xiong. He laughed in his ear and said, "You've passed me so many good balls. It's my turn to pass you a good ball."
Qin Xiong laughed when he heard that.
In front of the Liverpool substitutes' bench, the players waved their jerseys and whistled. Victory was in sight!
Comain showed a slightly proud smile. At this moment, he felt satisfied to his heart's content!
Barcelona did create the light of a miracle, but the Red Army's Liverpool extinguished this light just as it was about to shine!
"Liverpool scored again! Qin Xiong scored a hat-trick!
His goal pronounced Barcelona's death sentence!
The total score is 7: 5. Liverpool is leading by two goals, but it's too difficult for Barcelona to score three goals in less than 15 minutes!
It's almost an impossible task. As long as Liverpool has no major problems, they will definitely step into the top four of this season's Champions League and step on the corpse of the defending champions! "
Guardiola was at their wit's end on the sidelines. There was nothing they could do.
But they still had to make adjustments. Yaya Toure played with injuries. At the end of the game, his physical condition was already like a spent arrow. The two stumbles in the confrontation with Gerard just now exposed this point.
Guardiola replaced Yaya Toure with Keita.
The mentality of Barcelona's players now had a fundamental change.
They were stubborn and unconvinced, but the reality was cruel.
This made them crazily press forward after the ball restarted!
It did not look like Barcelona refused to give up. They were still holding on, believing that a miracle would happen.
It was more like a defending champion defending his glory, wailing in Camp Nou, rebelling against fate, or struggling.
At this time, Comain also began to make substitutions.
Dirk Kuyt came on to replace Lucas, but Kuyt still played in the midfield position. His abundant stamina and physical ability could provide a good defensive contribution to Liverpool.
Liverpool's stance remained the same, unwavering in their defensive counterattack.
The tight defense made Barcelona increasingly helpless.
In the 88th minute of the game, Barcelona's massive pressure almost covered half of the field.
They looked like they were going to score!
You want to score a goal even if you're covered in cuts and bruises!
Even if they were to fall into hell, they would bite off a piece of Liverpool's flesh and fall together.
But when they began to lose their rationality, Barcelona's positional attack lost its rigorous organization. Iniesta was intercepted by Kuyt when he received Keita's pass.
Barcelona's players in the front field swarmed to surround Kuyt, who passed the ball to Alonso.
Alonso was relatively relaxed at this time because Barcelona also lost their rationality in defense. No one deliberately marked Alonso to intercept.
Alonso looked up to observe the situation in the front field. He directly sent a direct pass over the top on the spot.
Torres started from the midfield. He rushed directly past Pique's side. The football flew over Pique's head. Pique looked up to head the ball, but the result was as expected.
Torres charged into Barcelona's half of the field and formed a one-on-one ball.
Puyol chased back and charged diagonally toward Torres.
But Torres's dribbling speed was still very fast. After Torres dribbled the ball into the penalty area, Puyol was finally about to catch up with him. He was less than three meters away from Torres.
Valdés also abandoned the goal at this time and rushed decisively toward Torres.
Torres, who was dribbling the football, suddenly kicked the ball back and dodged Puyol. But he did not have a good shooting angle. Puyol blocked his path diagonally toward the goal.
Torres did not persist or force it. He easily passed the ball across.
Puyol and Valdés turned their heads at the same time. Their expressions were the same as the 100,000 Barcelona fans in the stands. They were full of helplessness!
A red figure dashed to the front of the football and used her foot to shoot the ball into the empty goal.
The football rolled into the goal as expected.
Valdés fell to the ground and covered his face with his hands.
Puyol lowered his head and sighed powerlessly.
Barcelona's players in the front turned to look at their own goal. They saw the city gate fall again and woke up from a dream.
They lost!
In fact, they should have accepted their fate 15 minutes ago. They had already lost!
But the pride of a king made them unwilling to bow to fate. In the end, they lost even more miserably!
The commentator was shouting wildly.
"Four big joys! Qin Xiong is performing four big joys! He scored four goals at Camp Nou! He equalized the score for Liverpool!
4: 4, 8: 5 overall. Liverpool will advance to the Champions League semi-finals!
As the leading scorer in the Champions League, Qin Xiong not only led the team forward with his head held high, but also increased his individual goal tally. He is creating history and a new record that no one can catch up with!
Who else would criticize Qin Xiong's Champions League goal tally for being exaggerated?
Who in the European football world can score four goals at Camp Nou?
No one! No one!
Only Qin Xiong!
Only Qin Xiong! "
Qin Xiong's fourth goal after he pierced through Barcelona's goal. Although the goal looked ordinary, the atmosphere at the scene and the excitement brought about by consecutive goals made Qin Xiong's emotions completely released at this moment.
He took off his jersey and waved it in his hands. He roared loudly as he ran around the field.
He was like a warrior charging ahead. His running figure was surrounded by his teammates. One after another, the red figures were chasing after him, as if they were following him.
Finally, in front of the substitutes' bench, he was pushed to the ground by Lucas, who was brought off. Then the Red Army team, whether it was the coach or the players, surrounded Qin Xiong. Everyone laughed and shouted ecstatically.
Not far from them, there was dead silence in front of Barcelona's substitutes' bench. The substitutes stared blankly at the Liverpool team's celebration. Guardiola just glanced and looked away.
He more or less had the same feelings as Ferguson.
Last summer, he secretly met with Qin Xiong in the hope of getting Qin Xiong. If Qin Xiong agreed, he dared not say that Barcelona would be invincible this season. But in the expected summer, if Qin Xiong transferred to Barcelona on a free transfer, Guardiola believed that Barcelona could create a dynasty that would stand for at least five years in European football!
The European football world was like this. The real top players were scarce. It was inevitable that they would be divided up by the powerhouses. The more top players that could be recruited, the higher the probability of success!
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