What kind of football player is handsome?

Chapter 23 Goodwin, save me! Emperor Yi's last-second assist leads to a stunning victory for Bu

"Liu, don't be careless. The opponent's bus is set up exceptionally well; we won't be able to break through so easily. Also..."

Fletcher watched Berbatov's languid back.

He played a few good games at the beginning of the season, but as the season progressed and his starting number nine position became more secure, his lazy nature was exposed.

"If you don't keep running around, the team's defensive pressure will be too great!"

Liu Yi nodded and gave Fletcher a thumbs-up, meaning he was fine.

After upgrading from the stripped-down version to the full version, the stamina consumption rate is significantly slower than before.

It's just that my physical reserves are still terrible.

Half an hour is enough.

Liu Yi intensified his pressing.

Michael Craig was all smiles off the court.

"See that, Alex? This is the result of my grueling training."

Every Premier League powerhouse has a reserve of incredibly fast wingers.

With Nani absent, the burden of the demolition mission fell on Obtain's shoulders.

The young French winger has plenty of speed, but his finishing is terrible.

A powerful shot from the left side of the penalty area was firmly caught by Bursaspor's goalkeeper, Ivankov.

The atmosphere at the scene was ignited by this save, which wasn't particularly difficult.

The cheers rose in waves, seemingly threatening to engulf the Manchester United players in the stadium.

On the sidelines, Ferguson and his assistants looked extremely grim.

There are always upsets in every round of the Champions League.

Is Manchester United destined to suffer the same fate as the favorites in this round?

Ivankov was also caught up in the fervent atmosphere.

Take advantage of this moment to quickly throw the ball in; there might be a chance for a counterattack!

In a moment of impulsiveness, Ivankov was about to throw the ball when he inadvertently caught sight of the shadow cast on the ground by the stadium lights.

I have two shadows!

wrong!

Ivankov broke out in a cold sweat and turned around abruptly.

He noticed that Manchester United's newly substituted number 39 striker had appeared behind him at some point, staring at the ball with ill intent.

When Ivankov turned around, he grinned and gave me a harmless smile.

Comments section in the live stream:

[Haha, what is Emperor Yi up to? A sneak attack, is it!]

What's wrong with Manchester United today? They're struggling to score and are resorting to unconventional tactics?

[Liu Yi could consult Eto'o on this; the Cheetah is an expert at sneaking up on goalkeepers!]

Ivankov launched the ball with a long kick.

Vidic, who was already under pressure near the center circle, leaped high and headed the ball back into the attacking third.

Scholes stopped the ball with his chest.

The 35-year-old "Ginger Head" lives up to his name.

Older gingers are more spicy.

Although his physical abilities are not what they used to be, his surgical passing skills have reached a state of perfection.

Sidestep and kick!

They got there before the home team's defensive midfielder could intercept.

He delivered a brilliant long pass over the top!

The football plummeted wildly with a violent spin.

Like a precisely guided arc, it pierced the vacuum zone on the left flank of Bursa Sports!

There, Liu Yi, who had been waiting for a long time, moved ahead of time and suddenly accelerated.

With a speed of 75, he's more than capable of outmaneuvering the fringe defenders in the Turkish Super League.

Bursaspor's defense was compressed to its limit.

Just as Liu Yi got past a clumsy center-back, the retreating full-back immediately blocked his path to further breakthrough.

There was no time to hesitate.

In a flash, the black-haired boy twisted his body and swung his legs.

He slammed his right outside of his foot into the soccer ball!

Bang!

A swift arc tore through the air and flew straight into the far corner of the goal!

Ivankov leaped into the air and punched the ball with a single fist.

"It's not strong enough. He's Bulgaria's goalkeeper, I know his level."

Berbatov shook his head, a complex regret flashing in his eyes.

Ivankov's skill level is high enough to allow him to compete in a mid-table team in one of the top five European leagues.

There are three main reasons why I don't challenge myself in stronger leagues.

High pay, low workload, and close to home.

Lots of money? The Turkish Super League is notorious for being a "free-rider league," making a living by taking over aging stars on free transfers.

Not many problems? Türkiye, as one of the "five permanent members of the YouTube network" and a green country, has netizens with terrifying fighting power. They are constantly being insulted by extreme fans. There are no shortage of problems.

After much thought, the only possibility was that it was close to home. After all, the two countries are adjacent, and if you cross the strait and drive north for another two or three hours, you will enter Bulgaria.

In the stands.

Ivankov once again kept the football out of the net.

Bursaspor fans went completely wild.

"Great! We can't let that damn Manchester United get a point!"

"Drag them down with us, and that will prove our worth! Whether the British can get first place in the group depends on our performance!"

"Was that Chinese guy who just shot? Well done! They don't know how to play football at all, we can't let him score!"

Ferguson continued chewing his gum.

My gaze swept toward the large screen in the stands.

There were only five minutes left in the game.

Taking a point away from Türkiye with a mix of starters and substitutes is not unacceptable.

Manchester United's main focus remains on the protracted league season.

Bursaspor seems determined to stick to their bus strategy.

Looking around, the restricted area was packed with people, so densely packed that it was impossible to get through.

The crowd was so large it felt like a thank-you ceremony for a popular female celebrity.

Having regained some of his strength, Liu Yi quickly searched his mind for a way to break the deadlock.

Long-range shots are the best way to break through the Big Bali.

Limited by their strength, it was virtually impossible for them to threaten Bursa Sports' goal from thirty meters away.

Breakthrough and find opportunities?

Although Liu Yi's dribbling skills have improved since he first joined the team, they are still not enough for him to play the role of a demolition expert.

Sidelines.

The stoppage time board had a big three on it.

Sir Francis was furious and rushed forward, roaring at the fourth official.

The fourth official didn't stand idly by and went directly to the referee for intervention.

The referee gave Sir Alex Ferguson a yellow card.

This isn't the Premier League; it's the Champions League under Platini's rule.

Manchester United is not well-liked in continental Europe!

A sense of despair permeated the live stream room.

[Oh no, this was the worst thing ever to go wrong...]

Manchester United can't even beat Bursaspor? Will this team plummet after Sir Alex Ferguson retires?

Looks like it's over. What are we waiting for, let's jump, brothers!

Last minute!

Even the usually composed Scholes showed a hint of urgency.

"Ginger Head" made a slight adjustment on the wing before lobbing the ball high into the penalty area.

This was a cross delivered with a sense of desperate determination.

Berbatov charged forward.

His tall figure attracted at least two defenders!

Carrick and Fletcher joined in simultaneously, creating a double-pronged attack.

Amidst chaos.

Near Liu Yi's position at the far post, only one Bursa Sports full-back, whose physique was not particularly outstanding, remained.

Turkish player Candogan.

Berbatov fought hard and headed the ball.

However, under the close pressure of two defenders, the efficiency of the header was greatly reduced.

Ivankov leaped forward and punched the ball away with one fist.

The seventh save of the game!

The goalkeeper opened the scoring, right?

Anyone who didn't know better would think Manchester United had encountered a cheat code in Pro Evolution Soccer.

"Pay attention to the back!"

Someone shouted something.

In an instant, the players on the field, as well as tens of thousands of spectators in the stands, all turned their attention to that area.

The wind howled.

The red figure arrived suddenly like lightning.

Like a demon returned from hell.

They left Kandogan far behind.

The Bulgarian goalkeeper scrambled and stumbled towards the far post.

Countless fans held their breath.

Liu Yi swung his right leg up.

Ivankov kicked the grass and suddenly sprang up.

He needed to anticipate Liu Yi's shooting trajectory and block it.

Just when everyone thought Liu Yi was about to unleash a powerful shot.

An unbelievable scene unfolded.

Liu Yi's thighs swung down, while his calves slowly hooked back—in the momentum of his forward thrust, he lightly tapped the ball with his heel, deftly flicking it to the other side.

Even the camera lens was fooled at that moment.

The camera turns back.

Berbatov gracefully kicked the ball into the empty net where no one was guarding.

No matter how heroic Ivankov's performance was, he is not Luffy and cannot extend his arms like springs to save his compatriot's sure goal.

Atatürk Stadium, the home team's stands were completely silent, utterly still.

In contrast, cheers as loud as a landslide erupted from Manchester United fans traveling to Turkey, from countless television viewers to numerous pubs in Manchester and from the cold rooftops.

Manchester United's two lazybones, with the most dramatic connection, delivered the final verdict against the lucky Turk!