From the Country Team To the Rich

   Chapter 701 Fierce Confrontation

  "This is Hoffenheim's No. 9, giving a fatal goal at a critical moment. In this game, Varim told all of us with his performance that he is worthy of Hoffenheim's No. 9!"

  "Besides Morsi, Biardini, and Jamie, Hoffenheim has ushered in a new Mr. Key 9!"

  The cheers at the scene were more intense.

  The hysterical shouts of the fans, the hardship at the beginning and the loss of the rhythm afterwards made the fans sweat.

  Now, Hoffenheim equalized with Varim's goal, and the gap between the two sides in the total score was only one goal, and the fans were naturally ecstatic.

  Valim!

  Valim!

  Valim!

The sky above the Arena is full of voices calling Varim’s name. At this moment, he is no longer an unremarkable role in amateur games. He truly stands on the world’s top stage and scores a key for his home team. To score a goal.

  In the west stand, a woman holds a little girl.

  The little girl is wearing a small Hoffenheim jersey and is waving her hands excitedly.

   "Dad is awesome! Dad is amazing!"

  The little girl seemed to wish everyone else knew that it was her father, and she was shouting in the loudest voice in her life.

  And the surrounding fans also looked at the little girl with a smile.

  They welcome every Hoffenheim fan, and this little girl will obviously be a Hoffenheim fan in the future.

  At the coach's bench, Steven was also excited to throw his punches into the air again and again.

   was startled by Liverpool at the opening, resulting in Hoffenheim's lack of rhythm.

  And this goal can help Hoffenheim take a breath.

  On the other side, at the Liverpool coach's bench, Usoka shook his head and sighed long.

  He knew that fighting Hoffenheim was not a simple matter.

  But he didn't expect that the opportunity to equalize would come so quickly.

   "It would be great if it was the second half!"

  Usoka shook his head with emotion, and soon cast his eyes on the court.

  Liverpool's players have recovered their calm after a period of stupefaction.

   is just a goal, and they will not be too frustrated.

  It's just a draw, everyone is at the starting line, what are you afraid of.

   However, from the current point of view, the game is likely to continue the game against the previous game.

   "Leo smashed, he went into the penalty area, the Liverpool defenders were in a hurry, kicking shots! Ah! Too much chasing angle!"

   "Jim, speeding up wildly, he is the son of the wind, passing the ball, Wallia, is there any! Oh~~shit! Tydal caught the spot accurately."

   "Ravens is breaking through. He passed to Ranier. Ranier did not choose to pass the ball, but went straight into the penalty area. Does he want to shoot?"

As soon as   's voice fell, Ranier took a shot directly, but Aker Liyang performed bravely and threw the ball out again.

  Rane stomped his feet in anger.

  He looked up at the time, 44 minutes, only 1 minute from the end of the first half.

  In the time after Hoffenheim scored, the two sides seemed to have returned to the situation of the previous round. Both teams were attacking frantically.

  But Hoffenheim's high-post press and Liverpool's defense are very solid, resulting in no goals.

  But even if there were no goals, the passion of the fans was mobilized.

  They were completely ignited by this confrontational battle, and their blood boiled over.

  Cheers and exclamations are endless.

  If you let them evaluate, this game is the most exciting game of the season.

  In the commentary, the mouths of the commentators of the two countries have never rested.

  In addition to the changes in the situation in the arena, they are not given any time to breathe, let alone drink saliva to moisturize their throats.

  The commentators of both countries can feel that after this game, the voice is likely to be dumb.

  But what about it, just enjoy watching the game.

  Now they are not only explaining, but also enjoying the game.

  For 45 minutes, both sides were frantically launching an offensive towards the opponent's goal.

  The number of shots, the number of offensive and defensive conversions, etc. are all higher than other games.

  Many fans even think that this game is much more interesting than those giants.

  The two sides fist to the flesh, without retreat, the scene of you vying for me is simply too hot.

  After the entire first half, the players on both sides were panting, drenched and embarrassed.

  The midfield whistle sounded, and the players walked to the locker room.

  The fans in the arena finally breathed a sigh of relief, all talking about the game.

  Too fierce shouting made them even cancel the midtime singing program.

  Now that they can’t sing, it’s better to take a good rest and then shout for the second half.

  The atmosphere in the locker rooms of both sides is still very tense.

"That's right! They dare to attack at Anfield, and we can also play against them at the Dome! Don't relax, how tired you are now, how tired they are. This is not a game. In the protracted war, we are all suffocating, whoever’s breath is released first, whoever will suffer!"

  Uzoka loudly boosted morale and kept clapping hands to motivate the players.

  Liverpool players are quickly recovering their fitness while listening.

  They feel very tired.

  It was only in the first half that the muscles of both legs were beginning to swell, and you can imagine how intense the game was in the first half.

  But they believe that they are so uncomfortable, and Hoffenheim is not much better.

   "This game is really tired!" Lesko just took his breath away, and suddenly felt a surge of fatigue.

   "But it was a great kick!"

   Jim grinned and said.

   Regardless of other things, he was really cool in this game.

   "It would be nice to not involve the outcome of the game."

  Liszt also nodded and said.

  Valia shook his head and said; "If the game is not involved, then it will be kicked to this level."

   "So, do we have to play like this in the second half?"

  Louis looked helpless and said: "The back line is fully stocked, but you guys come back and help us!"

  Jim laughed and cursed: "Isn’t Hoffenheim kicking like this? Why do you complain?"

Louis suddenly slumped, but still insisted: "You are a good kicker. I didn't see how painful our defense is. Major, Ravens, and Varim add another Ranie. These four guys are really torturing us. ."

   "Have a good time, 45 minutes, win this game, and then go to the Champions League quarterfinals!"

  Hearing this, everyone's eyes shone brightly.

   Champions League quarterfinals!

  If their generation can lead Liverpool to complete the recovery, their name will also be remembered by Liverpool.

  Of course, before again, Hoffenheim, who stood in front of them, must win.

  Although they know this is not an easy task, but because of this, this thing has enough meaning.

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