Lin Hai Ting Tao

Chapter 1234 Crescent Moon Saber (Eighth Update!)

For Little Hartson and many Liverpool fans, the situation now is truly critical.


But for Chen Hero and his teammates, it’s not necessarily so.


They are like people experiencing a storm. Many are hit by dense, bean-sized raindrops that make it impossible to open their eyes. They can only put their hands up to protect their faces, shrinking their necks and hiding.


This is what ordinary people do.


But those destined to do something cannot be shrinking turtles. Even if they use their hands to block the rain and wind assaulting their faces, their eyes are still open, searching for opportunities, fleeting opportunities…


Chen Hero and some of his teammates are like this.


Defense is the responsibility of specific people who are focused on it. If these attacking players run back to defend, to put it bluntly, they’ll just be making a mess. It's better to work hard in other areas and provide help to the team.


Offense is their area of expertise.


As the saying goes, the best defense is offense. It’s a cliché, but it's true.


As long as Liverpool can score another goal, extending the lead to two goals, Liverpool's defensive pressure won't be so great.


Yes, in such an unfavorable situation, Chen Hero is still thinking about scoring!


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Actually, there wasn't much time left for Manchester United to equalize. Chen Hero's second goal was scored in the seventy-seventh minute, leaving Manchester United with only fifteen or sixteen minutes of game time.


As long as Liverpool held on for this period, they could secure a victory.


But with Chen Hero's temperament, how could he be satisfied with a narrow victory against his arch-rival at home?


He still remembered his promise to old Hartson. He said he would show old Hartson that day. How could a narrow victory over the opponent give old Hartson the confidence to live well?


As the game progressed to the eighty-fifth minute, he finally got the opportunity he wanted in this storm.


No matter how fierce the wind and rain are, there are moments when they subside, even if briefly.


But as long as you seize it, you can succeed!


After bombarding Liverpool's goal for seven or eight minutes, Manchester United finally ran out of steam, and their offensive began to slow down.


This was the opportunity Chen Hero and the others were waiting for.


When Reina kicked the ball out with a long pass, Chen Hero jumped high in the center circle, secured the first point of contact, and then, under his conscious control, the ball was headed to Gotze, who was rushing up from behind.


Gotze dribbled forward, attracting the attention of Manchester United's defenders.


Chen Hero took the opportunity to turn around and run in another direction.


Gotze didn't seem to want to pass, and continued to dribble.


More and more Manchester United players were drawn to him.


Just then, he passed the ball!


The ball rolled through a gap in the encirclement, heading toward the open space between Chen Hero and Smalling.


Anyone had a chance, it all depended on who was faster!


Gotze's passes were always like this, to avoid defense, his passes would appear in these very strange places, it all depended on whether his partner could realize it…


Smalling rushed up, and at the same time, Chen Hero was also running towards the ball.


But he felt that he still had an advantage, because if Chen Hero wanted to shoot, judging from his running angle, it was impossible to shoot directly with his right foot. He would definitely have to use his left foot to control the ball, so he could stick close and prevent him from shooting.


But just as he was about to reach the ball, he noticed that Chen Hero in front of him was a little different…


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Chen Hero didn't run directly towards the ball, but deviated slightly. Judging from his running route, it didn't look like he was going to shoot…


But Chen Hero was indeed shooting!


He shot directly with his right foot!


That's right, the ball was on his left side. If he wanted to shoot, it would be best to use his left foot to curl the ball in.


But he still chose his right foot!


He used the outside of his right foot!


At the edge of the penalty arc, he used the outside of his right foot to slice the ball. Yes, it was a slice! Just like those table tennis players who are good at slicing, his right foot was angled outwards, using the outside of his foot to slice the ball. The ball was pulled into an arc, spinning rapidly towards the goal, bypassing Smalling's frontal interception and heading straight for the upper left corner of the goal!


It was actually the same as a curled shot with the left foot, but the ball sliced with the outside of the right foot was faster!


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When Smalling realized that Chen Hero was actually using the outside of his right foot to shoot the ball towards the goal, he was stunned!


It wasn't just him who was stunned, but also many spectators and commentators.


No one expected Chen Hero to imitate Quaresma, using such a difficult move to shoot the ball towards the goal.


Such a shot could easily be kicked high or wide.


But De Gea didn't dare to be careless. Seeing Chen Hero shoot, he jumped up, extending his right arm as much as possible, and lunged towards the ball.


He was really close to touching the ball…


That is to say, he didn't actually touch the ball!


The ball spun past his fingertips, then hit the inside of the post, and bounced into the goal…


De Gea witnessed the whole process.


He was powerless!


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"Hero—!!! Here we go again! Hat trick! He has completed a hat trick against Manchester United once again!! It's unbelievable!"


Harry Levy shouted, holding his head in his hands.


He was not alone in this. There were many commentators like him in the entire commentary box. Looking around, almost everyone in the commentary box at Anfield was holding their heads in their hands.


Because Chen Hero's performance was truly unbelievable!


Scoring a hat trick against Manchester United once could be said to be luck, but scoring hat tricks in a row, is that still luck?


Chen Hero… is really terrifying!


Many commentators suddenly had this thought in their minds.


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"Outside foot shot! Such a goal has never been seen from Chen Hero before! It's a beautiful work of art!" Harry Levy's words of praise were like they cost nothing, desperately piling them on Chen Hero's head.


After scoring the goal, Chen Hero also made a celebrating gesture of holding his head in his hands and widening his eyes, as if he himself felt incredible.


This goal was indeed something that had never happened in his career. He had only decided to try this shooting action on a whim before shooting. He didn't expect to actually score it!


There must be an element of luck in it, but skill is also very important. If his right foot hadn't been trained to this level, how could he have been so lucky? As the saying goes, the goddess of luck only favors those who are prepared…


The other teammates rushed up to hug Chen Hero. With this goal, everyone felt at ease.


Even goalkeeper Reina, not caring about the distance, spread his arms and ran all the way, shouting and pouncing towards the crowd surrounding Chen Hero.


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And Chen Hero's goal, like a Mongol scimitar, ruthlessly cut off Manchester United's head.


Ferguson, who witnessed the whole process on the sidelines, sighed in his heart. He still underestimated this person's ability…


But what if he underestimated him?


I am the coach of Manchester United, can I bow my head to this Liverpool player?


No!


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With the game time already at the eighty-sixth minute, Chen Hero's goal completely eliminated any suspense in the game.


No one believed that Manchester United could still complete a comeback, or even just equalize…


Even the Manchester United players themselves felt that this was too impossible, and the offensive on the field gradually thinned out.


Only Ferguson remained standing on the sidelines, motionless, like a javelin stuck in the ground.


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In the stands of Anfield, Liverpool fans couldn't wait to cheer for victory.


Being able to beat Manchester United at home, and twice in a row, everyone knew what that meant!


It meant that from now on, the English Premier League was going to change hands!


The people of Liverpool were going to turn over and become masters!


This is truly the sky of the liberated area… uh no, the sky of Merseyside, is a bright sky! Ba Zha Hei!


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There were three minutes of injury time, and Martin O'Neill also used the last substitution spot, replacing Sanchez with Adam Johnson, successfully wasting tens of seconds of game time.


As soon as the three minutes of injury time were up, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.


Anfield became a sea of ​​change.


"The game is over! Liverpool defeated Manchester United 3:1 at home! They won their first National Derby of the season!"


"Hero completed a hat trick in this game! He is the best player of this game!"


The TV broadcast lens always followed Chen Hero closely. As the best player, he was naturally the most watched player.


In the lens, he high-fived each of his teammates to celebrate.


Being able to take down Manchester United at home was still very significant.


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In a place where the camera couldn't capture, Ferguson was comforting his players one by one.


"Hold your chests up."


"It's just a game, it's nothing!"


"Let us beat them at our home!"


"We were just unlucky, you actually performed very well, Wayne."


"Okay, okay, stand up, don't sit on the ground, as if we lost the championship!"


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Mike Phelan followed behind him, following him through the crowd. He watched the old man comfort all the Manchester United players one by one.


He was just comforting others, who could comfort him? Phelan thought. He felt that the person who was most saddened by losing this game should be Ferguson himself.


Ferguson turned around and looked at Phelan standing in front of him.


"I know what the media will say after the game." He said to Phelan, as if talking to himself. "But I won't admit defeat, Manchester United won't admit defeat."


He stepped forward and patted Phelan on the shoulder, his voice steady and powerful.


"Let's go, Mike. We still have a lot of work to do, no time to cry here."