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Chapter 101 If we underestimate our opponent, we may lose.



Chapter 101 If we underestimate our opponent, we may lose.

Chapter 101 If we underestimate our opponent, we may lose.

boom!

Hao Ren rushed up and made a steal against Gundogan.

"Depend on!"

Gundogan turned around to grab Hao Ren's jersey, but unfortunately he only managed to grab a corner before Hao Ren shook him off.

"Oh!!!"

Leipzig has a chance to fight back!

Rangnick's heart began to race, and his brain instinctively started a 10-second countdown.

【10】

【6】

【————】

"left!"

Snapped!

A through ball was played, and Hao Ren found Morris on the left wing!

Morris pressured Dortmund's defense, and after succeeding, delivered a triangular pass that landed precisely on Hao Ren's leg.

Hao Ren stood sideways.

Subotic stretched out his leg!

Snapped!

Hao Ren cut the ball to Forsberg and rushed into the penalty area.

"Oh!!!"

Forsberg passed the ball to Hao Ren.

This is a chance to face the goalkeeper directly!

Hao Ren took a shot inside the penalty area, and fell to the ground the next second.

"Goal!"

"Awesome!"

"Holy crap, Hao is the King of Football!"

"It has to be you, Hao Qiuwang!"

Hao Ren rolled half a circle on the ground before being pulled up by Paulsen: "Come on!"

"Ha ha!"

Wow!!!

boom!

Hao Ren and Paulsen ran towards the stands together.

Without shouting "3, 2, 1," the two shouted it out simultaneously in perfect unison.

"roar!!!!"

In the 56th minute of the second half, the score was tied at 2-2!

Klopp flashed his gleaming white upper teeth in the camera, his smile bitter.

There's not much we can do about it. Even if Hao Ren hadn't scored, he would probably have been penalized with a penalty for Subotic's push.

Klopp touched the brim of his hat with his hand.

Goodman's center of gravity control is exceptional!

wrong!

Realizing what was happening, Klopp quickly shook his head.

His relationship with Mr. Goodman has come to an end.

Um----

They are now rivals!

Come on!

Hao Ren clenched his right fist and pounded his chest, making a "2:2" gesture towards the home team's stands.

"Nice, good!"

Kimmich and Klostermann arrived quickly, and several Leipzig players soon surrounded Hao Ren.

"Wow, we have to admit, Leipzig played very well in this match." (German)

"It's more like a Champions League group stage match than a German Cup!"

Before the match, most German journalists and commentators favored Dortmund.

Although Dortmund's performance this season is not as good as Wolfsburg's, they are still the "BVB" with a deep history.

Today's match is being held in Westphalia!

Shouldn't this be a devil's home ground?

"RBL!"

"RBL!"

The second goal of the second half was kicked off, and the voices of Leipzig fans could be faintly heard in the stadium.

However, this voice was too weak and was immediately drowned out by the momentum of the Dortmund fans in the south stand.

65th minute!

Dortmund gets a corner kick.

First point of position.

Aubameyang!

boom!

Aubameyang's header hit the six-yard box, and the rebounding ball was pushed out of bounds by Belot.

"Holy crap!"

Leipzig fans were really taken aback.

That was so damn thrilling!

"Aubameyang is in great form today, Leipzig needs to be a little careful."

"How about we let Hao Ren guard Aubameyang? I don't think Sebastian is very reliable."

The second corner kick.

The direction of the corner kick changed, and so did the tactics.

Shinji Kagawa passed the ball to Mkhitaryan.

Mkhitaryan then gave it to Reus.

This is a tactical corner kick!

Snapped!

Reus flicked the ball into the penalty area with his right foot, and Aubameyang rushed up!

Without waiting for the ball to bounce off the ground, Aubameyang volleyed it directly.

boom!

The ball was blasted into the net.

"G0OO—AAAA—LLLL!!!"

"Aubameyang!!"

3-2!!!

"DasistderBVB!! (This is Borussia Dortmund)"

Aubameyang scored a hat-trick, and the Westfalen Stadium erupted in cheers.

"Wowhoo!"

Aubameyang covered his face with one hand and spread his fingers on the other, maintaining this strange posture for more than ten meters.

Then----

Wow!

Aubameyang performed a front flip in front of the cameras!

Wow, Dortmund's resilience is amazing! This is BVB!

【Pleasant Goat was amazing today! Waaaaah, don't bully Mr. Goodman!】

[It's tough, guys. These two Leipzig center-backs are just too unpredictable; scoring from either side is on completely different levels.]

"How did they even get in? Sebastian, don't bother sending them!"

The score is now 3-2.

At this point, some people might ask, why didn't Rangnick trade Sebastian earlier, but instead traded Tiger?

What can we do?

Ralf didn't expect Sebastian to make a mistake in the second half!

"Oh shit----"

Hao Ren, with his hands on his knees, was panting and complaining.

Playing against Dortmund is really physically demanding.

Although I had already improved my stamina attribute a lot through the legendary template, it seems that it is not enough now.

Not even close!

"Wir sind die Borussen! (We are Prussians!)"

"wirsindausStahl! (We are as strong as steel!)"

"wir sind die Jungen! (We are young people!)"

"wir kennen kein「Qual!(We do not know what pain is)"

"BVB!"

"Heja BVB!"

When we were behind, I stood on the field and looked up at the south stand in the distance.

Now, Hao Ren finally understands the meaning of "devil's home field".

But it seems a bit late —

"Whoosh!"

The game continues.

Once they found their rhythm, Dortmund's players showed significantly improved momentum and gradually began to control the ball in Leipzig's half.

Leipzig had no choice but to keep pulling their defense back.

Soon, the time reached the 70th minute.

Both sides made substitutions, with Leipzig even adjusting their tactics.

Leipzig's original midfield lineup was: Hao Ren (defensive midfielder), Forsberg (attacking midfielder), and Kimmich (attacking midfielder).

The lineup is now: Hao Ren (attacking midfielder), Kimmich (attacking midfielder), and Dem (defensive midfielder).

"Is Rangnick finally going to unleash the offensive potential of the KFC duo?"

"Less than 20 minutes left, can the KFC combo possibly make us hungry?!"

"Dem, long pass up!"

"That pass was a bit off target, damn it! Gündoğan got the ball first!"

Gundogan chested the ball down and passed it to Mkhitaryan.

Mkhitaryan was just about to pass the ball to his teammate when Anthony Jung stole it away.

Pretty!

Leipzig players reacted quickly, starting to advance the ball forward the moment Anthony Jung made the interception.

"Give it to me! Give it to me!"

Hao Ren confidently asked for the ball.

However, his words immediately caught Immobile's attention.

Remembering Klopp's words, the Dortmund players all huddled around Hao Ren.

With no other option, Anthony-Jung had to pass the ball to Demme.

Dem gives it to Kimmich again!

After a series of passes, Leipzig successfully switched the ball from the left wing to the right wing.

Kimmich and Poulsen rushed to the right flank.

Hey!

Hao Ren and Rebic reached out their hands together.

Let's see how Kimmich handles this!

Snapped!

The inverted triangle shape at high altitude is given.

Well, Kimmich ultimately chose his chicken dad!

Subotic pointed at Hao Ren, "Don't let him control the ball!"

Immobile and Hao Ren created some distance, preparing to make a quick tackle after the latter controlled the ball.

Hao Ren also noticed this, so he made a rather radical decision.

Take small, quick steps toward the goal, and lift your right leg!

Kimmich's pass landed perfectly on the outside of Hao Ren's right foot, and the ball bounced and flew forward in an arc.

"Oh!!!"

The ball, curving past Subotic, was headed for the top left corner of the goal!

Langerak makes a save!

Langerak leaped out with his arms outstretched, but unfortunately, he couldn't reach the ball and could only watch helplessly as it hit the net.

this----

Goal!

"Wow!!!!"

"What the fuck!!!!"

"Goodman!"

"Goodman scores!"

"That's a long-range shot from outside the penalty area, a shot with the outside of the foot!"

"There was no possibility of a foul on that play!"

"Leipzig has equalized!"

Beep beep beep beep!

Countless false whistles rang out, and Hao Ren's face instantly turned red. His hands clenched into fists, and the veins on his arms bulged.

Wow!!!

boom!

It left a sliding kneeling mark on the grass.

After gliding to a stop, Hao Ren did not stand up; instead, he chose to sit down and meditate on the spot.

Mr. Goodman, who has remarried, has begun cultivating immortality!

[Holy crap, another outside-of-the-foot shot! Hao Ren's outside-of-the-foot shots are even more brutal than Quaresma's!]

[No, who sent Hao Ren a private message on QQ? Why did this suddenly start?]

[Hao Ren: I missed the train a long time ago, and now I'm starting to regret it]

I've already said, if you wanted to believe, you should have believed earlier; it's too late to believe now.

Yes, that's the strength of Chengdu's top midfielder, but Hao Ren isn't the best in Sichuan, because I am the best in Sichuan.

Boom!

Bang bang bang!

"Mr. Goodman!!!!!"

The score is now tied again.

The Dortmund players, who had been full of enthusiasm, suddenly became dejected.

There was a kind of illusion in my daze.

Could their opponent today be Bayern Munich?

Is Dortmund's illusion correct?

Of course it's wrong, it's all a hallucination!

However, this cannot be blamed on them, because today they are facing a monster that is even stronger than Bayern Munich.

Dad and Brother Chicken!

Kimmich stretched out his arms, mimicking a kneeling motion, to celebrate his mentor's hard-won goal.

"Relax!"

Hao Ren clenched his fist, displaying his attitude towards the outside-of-the-foot goal in front of the camera: "Relaxed!"

'

boom!

"Holy crap!"

Hao Ren stumbled several steps on the sideline before finally falling.

However, he immediately stood up and rushed to Aubameyang demanding an explanation: "What the hell do you mean?"

"What do you want to do?"

Aubameyang stared at Hao Ren: "I'm taking you down, what are you going to do about it?"

"Fuck you!"

Hao Ren pushed Aubameyang away.

Aubameyang couldn't hold back either, rushing up and shoving Hao Ren as well.

The two pushed and shoved each other, and soon they were fighting in front of the stands.

Wow!

"Haha! Hit him! Goodman, he's got Aubameyang!"

"Ooh ooh ooh!"

Because the conflict occurred in front of the away team's stands, Hao Ren received significantly more support.

"You son of a bitch!"

Hao Ren grabbed Aubameyang's clothes, and Aubameyang grabbed his clothes in return.

"Stop!"

Teammates from both sides rushed over. Poulsen and Reus separated the battlefield, while Kimmich, like an octopus, wrapped his arms around Hao Ren, saying, "Brother Chicken, let me go, let me go."

"Fuck you."

"Forget it, forget it! Don't do this, it's unnecessary!"

Hao Ren pointed to Aubameyang in the distance: "What's your name?"

"!"

Kimmich stood on tiptoe and whispered in Hao Ren's ear, "We can't go into extra time, we're running out of time!"

'

"hiss----"

9

YellowCard: Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (BVB).

YellowCard: Hao Ren (RBL).

"This fight was really exciting, but Leipzig can't afford to waste any more time. If it drags on, they'll be the ones in trouble, because Leipzig isn't Dortmund; their bench is terrible."

"With the tactics Rangnick has set up today, Hao Ren can only play for a maximum of 90 minutes, and he won't last until extra time. So Leipzig must end this game directly."

Wang Chao's analysis makes a lot of sense.

If you go into overtime, you'll lose.

Since that's the case, we might as well give it our all in the last 10 minutes; maybe we can find some opportunities.

82th minute!

"Aber eins, aber eins, das bleibt bestehn, (But one thing, only one thing, will last forever)."

"Borussia Dortmund wird nie untergehn! (Borussia Dortmund will never fall!)"

"HejaBVB!"

"Heja BVB!"

Whew, whew!

Whoosh whoosh!

"!"

Hao Ren received a cross from Kimmich and tried to dribble forward, but he quickly realized that he didn't have much energy left.

Oh shit!

With no other option, Hao Ren could only pretend to dribble the ball himself, and then pass it to Vlaan, who had just come on in front of him.

"call!"

After passing the ball, Hao Ren didn't follow up, but instead stood there panting heavily.

Seeing this, Rangnick felt his heart skip a beat for a moment.

His worst fears came true!

The combination of offense and defense places extremely high demands on the players' physical stamina.

Hao Ren's stamina hasn't been fully developed yet!

Vlaan gives it to Poulsen!

boom!

A shot was taken, but it was pushed off the target by Langerak.

Leipzig's corner kick!

"ah!!!"

Paulsen was so unwilling to give up that he shouted at the air.

So close!

If that ball had been 5cm higher, it would have gone in!

"Yusuf, you're alright!"

Kimmich rushed forward and hugged Poulsen, shouting, "Hold on! Hold on!"

"Look, it's a corner kick!"

A corner kick in the 84th minute!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that, given the current situation, a corner kick is very likely Leipzig's only chance to score.

If you can't even score from corner kicks, then you can forget about scoring from open play!

"Hiss—Leipzig's hopes are now slim!"

"Are we really going to have to go into extra time? If we do, Hao Ren will definitely have to be substituted, and Kimmich will have to be substituted too, but Leipzig doesn't have any substitutions left."

"Holy crap."

Wang Chao gritted his teeth.

At this moment, he seemed like a die-hard fan hoping for a miracle.

A huge longtime fan.

I've been a fan of Leipzig for 10 years!

"Huff, huff!"

Hao Ren patted Poulsen on the back as Leipzig's header experts prepared to combine their headers.

But after thinking it over, Hao Ren finally decided to come out of the restricted area.

"I'll go outside and steal it."

'

'

Poulsen's eyes widened: "You can also take a long-range shot?"

"Take a peek, this thing is all about luck."

"----OK!"

Paulsen patted Hao Ren on the back: "Keep it up!"

"come on!"

"Whoosh!"

Snapped!

Kimmich's corner kick is delivered, to the first point.

"I'll do it!"

Vlaan jumped up and headed the ball in.

duang!

Vlaan's header hit the crossbar!

"Holy crap, we're doomed!"

"Leipzig's luck! I'm fucking insane!"

The rebounding ball was caught by Dem, who decisively kicked it in front of Hao Ren.

By this time, Hao Ren had rested enough, so he charged fiercely into the penalty area.

"Look at number 20!"

Mkhitaryan was about to come up, but was blocked by Poulsen.

Hao Ren successfully entered the penalty area!

Facing the double-team of Hummels and Schmelzer, Hao Ren quickly located Kimmich, who was running from a distance.

But passing the ball to Kimmich now means giving up a great opportunity —

Gritting his teeth, Hao Ren made his decision in an instant and accelerated inside.

"What the hell?!"

Hao Ren was passing the ball back and forth with his left and right feet, and at this point he felt that he had lost control of the ball.

But the defenders in the penalty area panicked and dared not make any rash tackles.

boom!

Hao Ren walked between Hummels and Schmelzer.

Schmelzer's knee struck Hao Ren's thigh.

"Oh!!"

Due to inertia, Hao Ren leaned forward and stumbled several steps.

Before falling, Hao Ren stretched out his right foot and hit the ball with his toe.

The goalkeeper was nutmegged.

Goal!!!!

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