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  Blanco's expression is ugly. On the one hand, he is in conflict with the club's top management, and on the other hand, the performance of the players does not meet his expectations.

  Verati's ability is very good, but he still can't form a confrontational situation with Lucky and Cazorla.

  Especially a player with a large tonnage like Lucky makes Verratti feel a little helpless.

   He couldn't grab and couldn't grab, and he couldn't rush suddenly, and he became extremely careful when passing the ball.

  "Verratti started passing the ball!"

  Paul Merson said with a smile; "Kay and Kante put a lot of pressure on the Paris players to pass the ball, and it would be extremely uncomfortable for anyone to be stared at by two midfielders with extremely high interception attributes."

"Whether it is Kay or Kanter can become Arsenal's interception point, and since Kanter's performance has become better and better, Kay's position has become a little higher, which also means that Arsenal have a higher goal. The frontcourt pressing ability!"

  As Paul Merson said, Lucky's range of activities is no longer in his own half, but covers the opponent's ribs and his own ribs, including the large area of ​​the center circle.

   This is Wenger's intention to expand Lucky's playing range, and at the same time give him more support.

  In Wenger's vision, Lucky will become the all-around core of Arsenal.

  Then it is necessary to continuously expand his playing range until he can cover more.

   And behind Le Kai in the frontcourt, the pressure on Paris Saint-Germain is also great.

   Many of their passing lanes were blocked when a tackle-and-block machine was constantly cruising their own half.

   Even some slightly dangerous passing routes, they dare not pass again.

   Once Le Kai steals the ball in the frontcourt, it will be fatal for Paris.

   "He's so annoying!"

  In the stands, a Parisian fan scolded irritably.

   Despite the current position, Lucky failed to grab the ball.

   But every time Paris passes the ball, Le Kai will appear in that place at the right time, and the frequency of appearance is increasing, and faster and faster.

  This makes Paris fans have a strong sense of crisis for every pass of the home team in their own half.

   It can be said that Le Kai's pressing in the frontcourt by himself directly exerted tremendous pressure on the Paris players.

   “Kick your big feet when you feel in danger!”

   Thiago Silva reminded loudly.

  He can feel that the passes of his midfielders are restricted, and Lucky's condition seems to be getting better and better, because the timing of his appearance at the passing point is getting faster and faster.

   Maybe, it was really stolen that time.

  Paris must not give Lucky this opportunity.

  Of course, Lucky is not the only one. Driven by Lucky, Suarez, Cazorla, Sanchez, and Di Maria are also pressing wildly.

   It's just that Lucky is the biggest threat.

   Thiago Silva is a kind reminder, but such words are offensive to every midfielder.

  They rely on passing for a living, and they have absolute confidence in their foot skills and passing.

  For a midfielder, you can question my shooting skills, but you cannot question my passing accuracy.

   It's even harder not to let them pass the ball.

  Now you still want to open your feet blindly?

   This is simply impossible!

  The ball came to Matuidi's feet. After he caught the ball, he immediately pulled it back and knocked it across to Verratti.

   It was only then that Cazorla and Suarez bumped into each other, but the two immediately turned and rushed towards Verratti.

   "The tempo of these guys is getting faster and faster!"

   Lucky also ran towards Verratti at this time.

   Cazorla was attacking from the side, so Lucky chose to block the turning position.

  But in the next second, he gave up this idea, and accelerated towards Verratti instead.

   Matuidi saw Le Kai running wildly, and immediately shouted; "Be careful behind you!"

Facing the ball coming from the side, Verratti did not make any turning movements. Instead, with the ball on his back, he continued to dial the ball in the direction where the ball was rolling. On the one hand, he opened the gap with Cazorla Distance, on the other hand, can guarantee the possession of the ball. As long as he is explosive enough, he can get rid of Lucky.

  Verati's idea is very good, and his abacus is also good.

  But after he really moved horizontally, a kick suddenly appeared in the field of vision and poked the ball forward.

  Veratti slammed into Lucy's body, but Lucy didn't have any intention of slowing down. He twisted his shoulders and pushed forward, pushing Veratti aside, and continued to sprint forward.

   "Steal the ball! Steal the frontcourt!"

  The on-site commentary in Paris screamed in exclamation, and the voice was a bit sharp.

   At the same time, Verratti also lay on the ground and raised his hand, indicating that the ball was fouled.

  But the referee stretched his hands forward and continued to attack.

"This is a beautiful steal! The one who hit the ball first also went towards the ball. Verratti fell to Kai's position. It was a problem with the inertia of the body. There was no foul factor, but he just didn't fight. It's just over the body."

  Paul Mosen looked excited, his eyes didn't blink.

  He looked at Le Kai expectantly.

   What should Lucy do with this kick?

  Because Verratti lost the ball, Le Kai went directly to the penalty area line, with only Paris' defense in front of him.

   And Arsenal's offensive players also invested four people.

  Thiago Silva saw Lucky's steal, and the alarm bells rang in his heart.

  But he forcibly calmed down and shouted to the sides; "Look at the two sides, Marquinhos, Suarez is in your hands!"

   After speaking, he rushed towards Lucy.

  He wants to go forward and press down. At this time, someone must do it. Once Le Kai gets too close, this guy can shoot.

   Of course, while running, he is also paying attention to Cazorla.

   After all, both of them need him to restrain them.

  However, Thiago Silva has to watch Lucky first.

  The distance between the two is getting closer, and Thiago Silva is also extremely nervous.

   "Closer!"

   "Getting closer!"

   Thiago Silva is constantly thinking about it.

  When he was about three meters away from Le Kai, Le Kai's speed had dropped, the center of gravity of his body had come between his legs, and his footsteps showed a unique rhythm.

   "Damn it!"

  As a Brazilian, Thiago Silva is very aware of this unique adjustment and rhythm. This is the basis of Samba football and is also the preparation before fake moves.

   But will Lucky do fake moves?

   Searching the head also has no data.

   So, this guy is bluffing!

   Sure enough, Le Kai made a move to distribute the ball to the left.

   Want to pass it to Cazorla?

   Thiago Silva was overjoyed, and he immediately stretched out his feet to the side.

   "Caught by me!"

But in the next second, Lucky's shoe spikes rubbed against the upper edge of the ball, and took a step forward. With a slight twist of his body to the left, his left foot swept to the heel of his right foot, and hit the ball .

  The ball immediately passed through Thiago Silva's crotch, and ran towards the diagonal front.

   While there, Cazorla immediately stepped forward.

oh! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! —

  Paul Mosen yelled directly.

  He was amazed by Le Kai's fake action.

   But at this time, Cazorla had already rushed into the penalty area. Due to the situation, he could only shout: "Cazorla! This ball"

   At this moment, the entire Parc des Princes was silent.

  The hearts of the Paris fans were beating violently.

  The same is true in the hearts of Arsenal fans.

  All eyes were on Cazorla.

  Marquinhos wanted to stop Cazorla, but found that the distance was too late.

  He can only pin his hopes on Sirigu, hoping that he can continue the superb performance of the previous round.

  Sirigu abandoned the door and attacked, he quickly rushed to Cazorla and jumped forward.

  His right hand is slightly raised, ready to flick the ball.

   But Cazorla made an emergency stop and changed direction, killing Siligu directly from the side.

"Ruined!"

  The Paris defender's heart is cold.

   After passing the goalkeeper, Cazorla easily pushed the ball into the goal.

   In the 21st minute, Arsenal made a beautiful steal in the frontcourt. With Luckai's wonderful goal and Cazorla's calm change of direction and shot, they scored their first goal.

  Arsenal scored an away goal, which continued to expand the score.

   This goal is a nightmare for Paris.

  Because they have to score at least six goals at home to advance to the semi-finals.

No! ! ! ! —

   This can be understood from the mournful wailing of the on-site commentator, how desperate they are for this goal.

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