football's number one madman

Chapter 225 The Song of Blood and Fire
Rodrygo, who was in charge of the free throw, was already on the corner flag.

His gaze swept to the front of the door, just as he saw Ramos entangled Li Polo as usual.

"Hey, how much is this?"

Ramos stretched out two fingers and waved them in front of Li Polo's eyes.

Li Poluo ignored his question, just looked at him coldly:
"If you can't make a head-on kick, you'll kill your opponent. I was often told that when I played amateur games. It turns out that you are only at this level."

Ramos twitched his mouth and retracted his fingers:

"As I said, it was an accident!"

Lee Polo laughed.

He didn't speak, but suddenly raised his right hand, and then... suddenly started to accelerate!
[You can't escape! 】

Ramos, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately started at the same time!

But... Rodrigo's pass flew directly over them, continuing to look for Mustafi!
Mustafi overwhelms Pepe with a powerful header!
His header was so powerful that Navas made a subconscious pounce, but he couldn't fully control it. He could only watch the ball fly out of the baseline and earn another corner for Valencia.

Looking at Li Polo who danced once in vain, Ramos couldn't help feeling a little proud:

【His eyesight is still affected! 】

【His judgment of altitude has completely lost its accuracy! 】

[This kind of height...is impossible to come across! 】

But his face turned pale after half a second!

Li Poluo did not touch the ball, but when it landed, it just happened...to land on his right foot!
"Ow~~~"

Ramos knelt down directly!
The severe pain from his feet made him unable to roll around on the spot!
Lee Polo had already changed places, and shrugged his shoulders towards Atkinson:

"It was an accident. I just jumped vertically. I didn't expect him to stand below me!"

Atkinson looked at his left eye, which was covered with bandages, and finally didn't say a word, just gestured to the sidelines:
"Medical team enters!"

This time, it was the turn of Real Madrid's team doctors to carry a stretcher and rushed into the field.

When Lee Polo was injured, he could lie on the court for treatment and even delay for a while, but Ramos couldn't!

For the current Real Madrid, every second is precious!
Although they have recovered a goal, no one can guarantee that they will be able to complete the reversal in the next round at the Bernabeu!

It only took them 60 seconds to put Ramos on a stretcher, and then moved to the sidelines on hands and feet, and the treatment began.

"That bastard...he did it on purpose!"

Looking at Zidane's concerned eyes, Ramos cried while wiping away tears.

He is crying!
[Sergio Ramos, +333! 】
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This time, it was Danilo who marked Lee Polo. The Brazilian also has a height of 184cm, second only to Pepe at 187cm in the midfield.

Li Poluo looked at him with one eye, and there was a trace of sympathy in his eyes:
"Brother, do you know that you are responsible for 80% of the reason why you lost!"

"Zidane trusted you so much and you screwed up!"

Danilo, who was brutally murdered, suddenly collapsed!
[Danny Danilo, +168! 】

Rodrygo was about to take a corner, but saw the referee raise his hand to signal him to wait a moment.

The camera zoomed out a bit, and a football flew into it from nowhere, rolling in the penalty area.

Li Boluo raised his eyebrows, ran over quickly, swung his right foot and kicked directly to the open space behind him.

But... probably because he exerted too much force, the football hit the billboard on the sidelines, but bounced into the field again, but... there was no player in that area yet.

After Marcelo accelerated and finished cleaning the court, the time had reached the last minute of regular time.

Looking at the [Eagle Eye] that had cooled down, Li Poluo was determined, and raised his hands to make a gesture.

Rodrigo was stunned for a moment after receiving the message, and after repeated confirmation, he finally passed the ball to the area where Li Polo was.

However, according to the information sent by Li Boluo, he also passed an advance amount as usual in training.

Danilo, who had been staring closely at Li Polo, saw a flash of light in Li Polo's eyes for an instant!
Before Danilo had time to think, he saw Li Polo turn around and disappear in front of him!

【MMP! 】

[One eye can still run like this? 】

Danilo just started to chase, but was blocked by DePaul with his back!
pick and roll!

Holding Carvajal with one hand and blocking Danilo with his back, DePaul has achieved the ultimate!
Then, at the closest distance, he looked up at the next scene:
The white No. 4 figure, like a god soaring into the sky, hit the flying ball with precision and accuracy!
I saw a black and white shadow smashing straight into the goal behind Navas!

[Negative emotions from Navas, +66! 】

[Carvajal, +111! 】

[Danilo, +222! 】
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"4:1! Headed bombing from... Lee Polo!"

Zhan Jun broke his voice from the very beginning:
"Ramos' iron elbow made him temporarily lose the sight of one eye, but it didn't make him lose his desire and courage to win!"

Zhang Lu finally stopped laughing, but nodded slightly seriously:
"In the previous football world, we often saw tough guys like Beckenbauer, Stam, Keane, and Puyol. Affected by global technology in [-], such scenes became less and less, but today, we once again saw such brave determination and the spirit of going all out for the team's victory!"

With a "poof", Li Poluo landed on the grass.

The camera zoomed in on his front for the first time, only to see two streaks of bright red blood slowly oozing from the inside of the white bandage!

Despite layers of bandages, these gauzes still couldn't resist the hot blood!

Now, the referee Atkinson is very busy!

He first blew a whistle, pointed to the middle circle with both hands, indicating that the goal was valid, then pointed to Li Polo, and stretched out his fingers to the sidelines:

"You, stop the bleeding quickly!"
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Li Poluo covered the gauze, trotted to the sidelines, Albers' team was already holding the medical kit and looking forward to it.

"I told you not to compete!"

While complaining, Albers deftly removed the bandage from his head.

Li Boluo laughed loudly, not caring about the pain coming from the wound:
"4:1, such a score, if Real Madrid can reverse it, I will admit it!"
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"Wow~~"

"Viva! Polo!

Long live!Polo! ! "

There was a burst of applause over the Mestalla Stadium.

In just three seconds, the round of applause spread from one stand to the entire stadium.

More than 5 fans of the home team stood up collectively and expressed their inner respect and love to the brave and fearless fighter on the sidelines with the warmest applause.

Ramos, who was also lying on the sidelines receiving treatment, clenched his fists tightly, but released them weakly.

He closed his eyes.

[This game is over! 】

(End of this chapter)