Football: Don’t talk about feelings, I’m just an AI

Chapter 156 Human beings have different joys and sorrows (page 12)

Dortmund is anxious and angry,

Arsenal had no intention of stopping after scoring their sixth goal.

It's impossible to obediently lead one's neck to be slaughtered.

Resistance, for sure.

Suppression is inevitable.

This is where ice and fire take place.

As soon as the whistle blew, the Dortmund players rushed out to attack like horses in a stall, but the effect was not very good.

When Royce, Gundogan and Sven Bender want to press De Bruyne, Arteta and Gustavo like they did in the first half.

There is often a "third party" between them - Xia Qi.

Klopp's "high position pressing" was "robbed" by Xia Qi. At this time, Dortmund only had a high position and no pressing.

The press was resolved by Xia Qi.

Under Xia Qi's destruction, it would be damned if Dortmund could have an advantage on the court.

The two sides fought for several rounds, but Dortmund's attack ended with no results.

In the 82nd minute, Gnabry cut in and shot, the ball missed the goal post, and Dortmund won the ball again.

After receiving the football, Aubameyang dribbled the ball forward and just passed the center circle.

Xia Qi followed.

Aubameyang immediately made a sudden stop and wanted to break through from the inside.

Xia Qi also braked suddenly, turned around and leaned in hard.

The two collided, and Aubameyang suffered a slight loss. Although his body staggered and choked, he finally managed to protect the ball.

Although the ball was not lost, there was no way to continue to break through.

Aubameyang did not pass the ball. He tried to knock Xia Qi down, but Xia Qi almost stabbed the football away.

Fortunately, he didn't lose his focus. At the critical moment, he spiked the ball and turned around, pushing Xia Qi back with his buttocks.

Xia Qi dodged sideways, and then got close to him in the flash of lightning. The two were fighting together again.

"Pass the ball! Pierre!"

Royce saw that Aubameyang was firmly locked by Xia Qi. Arsenal's defense line had already been arranged, and there was no point in attacking this side anymore.

He wants Aubameyang to pass the football.

Aubameyang can't listen!

If we keep fighting like this, we will lose the ball.

He carried Xia Qi with his body and then knocked the football horizontally.

He turned his back to Xia Qi and did not see Xia Qi suddenly withdraw his strength and turn towards Royce at the moment he passed the ball.

Xia Qi's feet arrived almost at the same time as the football.

Royce saw Xia Qi coming with a sliding shovel, so he jumped up high, firstly to dodge to protect himself from injury, and secondly to let Xia Qi shovel the football out of the sideline.

Due to Aubameyang's procrastination, Arsenal's defensive players have already taken their positions.

So Royce wants a throw-in, which is human nature and normal thinking.

However, AI Xia Qi's computing power was astonishing. He immediately twisted his ankle and hooked his toes back.

Save the ball!

Instead of being shoveled out of bounds, the football stayed on the field.

As soon as he finished scooping and retaining the ball, Xia Qi quickly got up from the ground.

With Royce and Aubameyang by his side, Dortmund must have room elsewhere.

This is your chance to fight back!

The football accurately flew towards Balotelli's head in the middle. Balotelli jumped high with his back to the goal, rubbed the football backward, and the football landed on the right side of the field.

Gnabry rushed forward and received the football.

"Arsenal starts to fight back!"

Schmelzer had to step forward to intercept.

Gnabry had many options after getting the football. In a flash of lightning, he chose teamwork and passed the football to Balotelli's front point.

It's like the two of them played a "hitting the wall" in the frontcourt.

Balotelli was rushing toward the goal quickly. Dortmund's two central defenders thought Balotelli would dribble the ball into the penalty area.

So he waited in the penalty area, but Balotelli rushed to the football and had no intention of continuing to break through.

Instead, he grabbed the ground with his left foot, braked suddenly, swung his right foot up as fast as lightning, and rubbed an arc with his outer instep.

full moon scimitar,

Around the left hand side of Dortmund center back Hummels and flying towards the goal.

"Balotelli, shoot!"

"Quartz's Arc! Although Balotelli is a stupid guy, his footwork is very delicate. He uses the instep of his outer foot to create a weird arc, similar to Beckham's full-moon scimitar."

On the Dortmund goal line, Weidenfeller quickly moved two steps and then jumped out.

He judged in a split second that Balotelli's shot was most likely close to the goal post.

When he was diving sideways, he was already imagining the celebration after saving the ball in his mind.

Never open champagne at halftime, that's an iron rule!

Weidenfeller, despite all calculations, still failed to find out about team rape.

Right back Piszczek rushed in from the side at this time and jumped high, preparing to head the ball to clear the ball.

He was rushing from the outside in. I don’t know if he misjudged the ball’s landing point or if there was something hidden in the rotation of the ball.

Piszczek's header clearance turned into a header.

Weidenfeller, who was flying in the air, felt his eyes go dark, and a figure of his own jersey blocked his eyes. At that time, Weidenfeller's tense heart immediately became lighter.

However, the next second was cruel. The football did not fly towards the baseline, but passed over his head and fell towards the other side of the goal.

The hairy bones are stunned!

Weidenfeller had a feeling that something was wrong. The football was too damn forward-like and had nothing to do with the defenders.

No way? No way!

really,

Football just spins towards the goal!

Weidenfeller could only watch as it flew into the empty net...

"you……"

Weidenfeller saw Piszczek's dumbfounded expression and swallowed back the curse that came to his mouth.

"Oh my god! The Arsenal koi is possessed. It's going to happen no matter how hard you kick it."

"Weidenfeller wanted to cry, but he could solve it himself, but his teammates insisted on making a move..."

"Arsenal's seventh goal was an own goal, and it was Polish defender Piszczek who scored for them."

"Human sorrows and joys are not the same. Balotelli is ecstatic, Piszczek is in great pain..."

Although it was an own goal, it did not affect Balotelli's celebration. The moment the whistle blew, he rushed to the south stand and did a bodybuilder's chest muscle-flexing action under the stands.

The cheers of Arsenal fans in the stands reached the sky.

Some girls yelled at Balotelli: "Take off your jersey! Mario!" "Take off your jersey and I'll date you."

Arteta, who was following Balotelli, quickly hugged Balotelli.

Fak, there are rapists in the Dortmund team, and there are also rapists in our team. Fortunately, they are in the stands.

On the sidelines of the court, Tuchel stared at Xia Qi intently. Xia Qi had no data on Arsenal's attack.

However, the origin of the counterattack was Xia Qi's interception of Royce's football...

It smells so damn good!

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