Chapter 66: He is too light! (Second update, please give me a monthly vote!)

Thiago Silva thinks that big man opposite is nothing great. He doesn't quite understand why such a person won the Serie A top scorer last season. For him, the Serie A has always been a temple for defenders, because only the central defender who performs outstandingly in Serie A is qualified to be called the world's best central defender.

With a defense of Serie A, if you want to win the best scorer here, you must be a very powerful player. But judging from these 30 minutes of games, he doesn't think that the Napoli center with a cool name is anything good.

Before the game, Nesta kept reminding him to be extra careful with the opponent. At that time, he thought Nesta was an experienced defender and what he said would definitely not be wrong.

But now he was a little suspicious...

Is such a center that we are easily entangled with is really worth being so cautious?

It is said that this is the first time Nesta fights with the other party, and he wonders if Nesta is misled by his wrong confidence and thinks that the other party is very powerful, but in fact... it is just a blow-out?

Before the game started, he asked his central defender partner: "Alex, Alex."

Nesta turned around and looked at him: "Is there anything wrong, Thiago?"

"That... I want to ask, do you think that kid is very powerful?" Thiago said, pointing at Chen Yingxiong opposite.

Nesta thought for a while: "It's okay, not an ordinary person."

"But why do I think he is very ordinary?" Thiago Silva showed a look of disdain on his face. "He has nothing special except for his health."

Nesta shook his head, his face still very cautious and serious. "In fact, I haven't played against him before, but do you know who asked him to be careful before this game?"

Thiago Silva shook her head.

"The call from Paul, he told me to be extra careful about the number nine in Naples during the game."

The name Paul is very common in the Western world, but in AC Milan it only represents one person - Paul Martini.

Thiago Silva's idol.

Silva opened her mouth wide and looked at Nesta, as if she had heard something incredible.

He knew that Maldini was so powerful, but he didn't expect Maldini would attach so much importance to him.

"Last season, Paul's Milan lost to Naples, and he was completely defeated by Chen Yingxiong in the game." Nesta said, his tone was very calm, just like another very ordinary thing, without exaggerated expressions or horror.

"That maybe...uh, I mean maybe it's because Paul is old..." Silva was embarrassed to say directly, "What's the point of bullying a 40-year-old defender."

Nesta did not directly refute Silva's view, but nodded: "Maybe there is a possibility, but he was able to win the top scorer of last season, and basically relied on the goals in the second half of the season. I think the opponent is still somewhat powerful, so it's best not to take it lightly."

Thiago Silva, as a newcomer in AC Milan and in the world football world, certainly would not be arrogant in front of the senior Nesta. Since the other party said that, he nodded obediently to express his understanding.

But in fact, deep down, he really doesn't think Chen Yingxiong has anything worth his attention. Perhaps last season was just because he was a newcomer, and he was a newcomer and didn't know him well enough, so he was able to score many goals through his unreasonable body and header. After everyone started paying attention to him this season, his goals were not as good as before... Isn't this the truth? He only scored six goals in nine rounds of the league this season.

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Chen Yingxiong decided to find the feeling first. He tried to be an Inzaji-style striker for a full thirty minutes, and then found it awkward, so awkward that he almost forgot what he was like.

So he had to find a feeling, warm up, and try the knife. In that way, when the real opportunity came, he would not miss the opportunity just because he had forgotten his original feeling. In that case... he would not be able to forgive himself.

Napoli quickly got a chance to set the ball in the frontcourt. Casano's dribble on the left was stopped by Gatuso with a fierce tackle. Casano fell to the ground like a big tree that was cut down. The referee's whistle sounded and awarded Napoli a free kick from the left side of the frontcourt.

Gattuso was a little dissatisfied with the referee's decision. He waved his arms and chattered constantly in his mouth, believing that he had not committed a foul. Although there was indeed physical contact, Casano's fall had an exaggeration.

But the referee only believes in his own judgment. Any player who commits a foul will think so - it is not that he uses too much force, but that the opponent is too weak. But in fact, it is not that they have the final say whether the foul is, and the referee makes the decision.

Napoli got a set piece in the frontcourt, Ranokia ran up, and Cannavaro stayed in the backcourt.

In fact, Lanokia came up with many things as a cover work, and the real killer move belongs to Chen Yingxiong.

Sure enough, the TV-broadcasting camera was firmly aimed at Chen Yingxiong.

Chen Yingxiong and his teammates stood on the penalty area line together, and AC Milan's defenders were all pressed on this line. This way, the offside rules can be used to nail offensive players outside the penalty area, so that they can be farther away from the goal, so as not to have the chance to directly threaten the goal. If the center forward like Chen Yingxiong with an excellent header is too close to the goal, he can head the goal directly, and there are several major chances to score. Now he is bound to the penalty area line by offside rules. He is farther away from the goal, and the threat of direct heading is much smaller.

However, Chen Yingxiong didn't expect to score a goal this time.

He is here to find a feeling.

He stood in the crowd, with people around him, with his own teammates, Al Shavin who picked and rolled him for him, and Ranokia. Of course, he must not forget the opponent's defenders, Nesta, Thiago Silva, and all concentrated around him, and it can be seen that they care a lot about him.

But this did not give Chen Yingxiong a headache like the first thirty minutes. If it were before, he would definitely feel irritated by Nesta and Thiago Silva who could never get rid of him, but now he has not. Because he has made up his mind to fight in his own way, he has almost paranoid confidence in his own way. He is not afraid of anyone. Even if I can't score the goal, it will not make you feel that defending me is a very relaxing thing!

Hamsik stood in front of the football and prepared to play this free kick.

Chen Yingxiong raised his arms high, and he was signaling to Hamsik - pass the football to me and let me head the ball!

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Thiago Silva noticed this action, and it was obvious that Napoli's free kick would be passed to Chen Yingxiong.

He changed his position a little and ran behind Chen Yingxiong. In this way, when Hamsik hangs the football into the penalty area, he can rush forward from the back point and then use the speed of the sprint to make up for his lack of height.

And he jumped up from behind and fought for the top, facing the football, but Chen Yingxiong turned his back to him. He could observe the movements of football and Chen Yingxiong, but Chen Yingxiong didn't know what he would do. In defense, knowing oneself and the enemy, he had the advantage.

Thiago Silva's adjustments in this position are very particular. After doing these, he waited for the football to be kicked off.

Hamsik raised his hand to respond to Chen Yingxiong's gesture, meaning - Don't worry, I will pass the ball to you.

"Naples won a free kick with a relatively slant. It is unlikely that such a ball will be shot directly. It must be a cross. Chen Yingxiong will compete for the top in the penalty area, but he is surrounded by people..."

The commentator was talking when the referee whistled!

Hamsik assisted with two steps and directly swung his foot to cross. The football drew an arc and flew towards the penalty spot.

Just as he kicked off, the crowds on the penalty area line also surged. Just as the horse racing competition opened the floodgates, the horse racing flocked out.

Chen Yingxiong stared at the football and rushed towards the landing point. In front of him was Nesta. He didn't see the short man Thiago Silva - Silva was 1.83 meters tall, and was actually not short, but for Chen Yingxiong, anyone who was not taller than him was short.

Nesta's attention was attracted by the more advanced Ranokia. Under the interference of Ranokia, he did not reach the football!

The football leaked.

Just as the football leaked, Chen Yingxiong twisted his waist in the air and prepared to head the ball.

Thiago Silva came from behind and walked around Chen Yingxiong, intending to clear the football before him.

It seems that he gave an example that football is closer and his judgment of the landing point is more accurate. According to common sense, he will push the football out and complete a beautiful defense.

But at this moment, he felt like a magnitude ten earthquake occurred in his world, and a dizzy feeling came - he lost all his balance!

The football that was aimed at in his eyes was also lost.

When he came to his senses, he was already lying on the ground, and there was still a little pain in his left shoulder - it was hit by a collision with the ground.

The referee's whistle sounded.

"Ah... Chen Yingxiong was fouled when he was fighting for the top of the air... Silva was knocked out sideways!"

Thiago Silva struggled to get up from the ground, then stunned for a moment - he found himself at the feet of goalkeeper Abiati, and then he saw a straight white line nearby, almost parallel to his body, which was the goal line!

How could I be here?

He remembered that when he started jumping, he was still between the penalty spot and the small penalty area line...

After landing, Chen Yingxiong waved his arm in a little annoyed. He thought he had not committed a foul, because the Brazilian was too careless!

He slapped a slap and shouted at the referee: "I only used 50% of my strength!"

The referee doesn't care about him.

Chen Yingxiong was bored.

He looked back at Thiago Silva who was still a little confused and snorted. If this kid hadn't been too powerful, his ball wouldn't have been fouled. After he knocked Thiago Silva away, the football he pushed out was very threatening!

He shook his head and ran back.

Well, no matter what... I have found my feeling.

Now, it's your turn to have a headache, Milan's defenders!
Chapter completed!