From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 687 Attacking the core! Varim!

  Varim's shocking header was held in the arms of the opponent's goalkeeper, but even so, Liverpool goalkeeper Aker Liyan was full of surprise.

  It was almost a bit earlier.

  It is obvious from his perspective.

  Ravens' passing has not reached the perfect stage, which is slightly lower than Varim's jump height.

  And this also made Varim had to lower his head, unable to fully exert his strength.

  If the height is higher.

  Aker Liyang was silent.

  The little-known Hoffenheim center puts a lot of pressure on him at this moment.

  This is the kind of pressure that the traditional 9th ​​position puts on him.

  But does Varim count?

  The position is correct, but what about his ability?

   "Ah!!! Almost!"

  The Bundesliga commentator held his head, his face full of pity.

  If the goal is scored, it will be very friendly news for Hoffenheim.

  Now that he missed this goal, will Liverpool still give a chance next time?

   "I can let him kick like this again!"

  Aker Liyang said in a deep voice.

  He was warning the guards. From the shot just now, he realized the threat, so he paid special attention to Varim.

  But the senses of the teammates are not obvious, and there are different opinions on this.

  "The left and right wings have distracted us too much, and we don’t have much energy to take care of the kangaroo!"

  They have given Varim the nickname.

  "I also think that we should focus on defending the two sides. As long as they are restricted, the kangaroo will be useless even if it jumps high."

  Everyone was chattering, Akol Liyang was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "Well, keep it going, but when the other party goes down, be prepared to shrink."

"OK!"

   "Understood! Captain!"

"Do not worry!"

  Everyone responded very happily, but they didn't care about it in their hearts.

  At least they feel that Varim is not a threat.

  Hoffenheim’s side, Ravens approached Varim, who was squatting on the ground, and said; "The ball was too low just now. It was my problem."

  Valim was stunned for a moment, and then said; "I have a problem, too. I should have made an angle just now."

  Ravens said; “It’s not easy anymore. In that situation, you can finish the shot. It’s a beautiful job.”

  Obviously he is many years younger than himself, but after being praised by Ravens, Varim has a hint of joy.

  At this time, Leo also ran over with an exaggerated expression; "Wow! You jumped so high!"

  After finishing speaking, he raised his heels and made a header motion, and said with envy; "It would be great if I could jump so high, but I am too short."

   is always Leo’s inferiority complex. Although he has successfully reached 170 through growth hormone, he is still a short man in football.

   "How many did you jump just now?"

  "Not very clear, but it should be 70cm!"

   "Wow! How did you jump?"

   "I just jump like that, I can't explain it clearly."

  On the return trip, the Hoffenheim players discussed the height of the jump enthusiastically.

  The sense of urgency before seemed to disappear in an instant.

Although Varim's shot failed to score, it still provided a lot of encouragement to morale.

  Even the Hoffenheim fans at the scene began to look forward to Varim's performance.

  After all, with the left and right wings blocked, Varim may be a very good choice.

  And, who said Varim could not score?

  In the Bundesliga, this guy has already scored a lot and is in very good condition.

  So, what if?

  The game restarts.

  Liverpool took the goal kick, and the goalkeeper kicked the ball to the center circle with a big foot.

  Alfred immediately rushed to a Liverpool scavenger, roared, rose from the ground, hit the ball with a vengeance, and sent it to the opponent's half.

  While there, Ranier directly used the arch of his foot to pass back while holding the ball with his back.

  Habl takes the ball again.

  Three scavengers started immediately.

  Habl passes to Ross Griman, but he retreats.

  He probably retreated to the arc of his own center circle, and then stopped.

  The Liverpool scavengers were a little dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

   retraced?

  And this location is a bit like the location in Italy.

   Just when they were puzzled, the ball returned to Habul's feet again.

  Habl faced the ball and drew it directly.

  The ball shuttled extremely fast and went straight to the rear defense neutral on the right wing.

  Ravens naturally chased the ball with full power. When the ball was about to land, he suddenly knocked hard with the outer instep.

  The ball suddenly rolled obliquely to the rear.

  Ragne faced the rolling ball and lightly picked it with his toe.

  The ball passed over the opposing player and fell behind, where Leo had already struck diagonally, lightly picked it, and stole the ball away with his chest.

  This whole coordination is as smooth as water.

  The ball was at Leo's feet, and he drove diagonally into the penalty area.

  But after running for a while, Leo suddenly stopped, and immediately swiped the ball to his side.

  Lexco, the Liverpool defender defending Leo, couldn't understand.

  But in the next second, Varim suddenly shot out and slammed his kick on the ball.

  The ball hits the opponent's goal like a cannonball, with a very tricky angle.

  Aker Liyang took two steps sideways, struggling to save, he straightened his palm, almost every finger was exerting force, feeling that the longest **** was touching the ball.

  咚!

  Aker Liyang landed heavily. He ignored the pain and immediately turned his head to look around.

  The goal was empty, and finally the ball was found in front of the billboard.

  Huh! Didn't get in!

  Aker Liyang breathed out slowly.

  This shot is strong and sharp, and the angle is tricky, he can be regarded as desperate.

  The other Liverpool defenders also looked at each other.

  What's the matter with this Hoffenheim No. 18?

  I have never heard of it before, so how fierce it is?

  If we say, the first head hammer is luck.

  So how do you explain this shot?

  Is this luck too?

  But don't let them think about it, Hoffenheim got a corner kick.

  Habl has rushed to the corner area, and the Hoffenheim players have also plunged into the penalty area, ready to compete for the top.

  For this corner kick, even Tydal ran up.

  It can be said that Hoffenheim put all the limited air power together.

  The Bundesliga commentator is also nervous;

   "I have a feeling, this goal is going to be scored!"

"Habl started to run and kick-off! It was in the middle and Varim again! Shot! Ah~~~~Mottabit blocked it out with his body, hey? It's not over yet! Ranje followed up with a supplementary shot! This ball Ah!! Aker Liyang! His condition today is simply too brave. This is already his third key save!"

  After the save, Aker Liyang jumped up and roared: "Look at the man! Look at the number 18! Don't let him kick again!"

  At this moment, Aker Liyang is angry.

  All the pressure burst out in an instant.

  His three key saves, the first time was at the beginning of the game.

  But now they have contributed two more.

  This means that in the final stage of the first half, they have been somewhat unable to adapt to Hoffenheim’s offense.

  And the most important thing is that Akol Liyang has no sense of security from his own back line.

  Facing the Hoffenheim No. 18, especially during the air war, it was completely unilaterally beaten.

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