novelraw Chapter 847 - 590: 54 Goals, Extending the Lead to Three Again! "If I Won't Give It, You Can't Take It!" (2)
Chapter 847 - 590: 54 Goals, Extending the Lead to Three Again! "If I Won't Give It, You Can't Take It!" (2)
As a teammate for many years, he was well acquainted with every feint and body movement of C Luo.
And over here, C Luo was equally familiar with Marcelo's defensive habits.
But this time, C Luo's action took everyone by surprise.
When he was two meters away from Marcelo, he neither used his signature bicycle trick, nor did he make any body feints, nor executed the fake shot usual move.
Suddenly, he used the outside of his right foot to firmly push the ball to the right, and he followed the ball, making a direct power rush!
Seeing C Luo attempting such a simple and forceful rush past him, Marcelo was taken aback.
In the past two years on the field, knowing C Luo's age had increased and after having undergone knee surgery, Marcelo was well aware that C Luo rarely used such simple, direct dribbling that required high physical explosiveness.
In his impression, such moves seemed more suitable for young players in peak physical condition, like Bell.
Normally, with Marcelo's quick foot speed, he might still have been able to make a timely sliding tackle to destroy the ball out of bounds.
But this time, he found himself terribly mistaken!
Just as he aimed for the ball and was about to execute the tackle, he suddenly felt a flash of white light in front of him, followed by a whistling wind beside his ear.
Marcelo inwardly knew things were not good; as he was halfway through his sliding tackle, C Luo, with the ball, lightly skipped past him.
Before Marcelo could get up from the ground, as he turned his head, he saw C Luo already striding into the penalty area, then swung his right foot for a powerful strike!
Real Madrid goalkeeper Courtois didn't even have time to react for a save, he could only watch helplessly as the ball hit the near corner of the goal and found the net.
On the sidelines, Real Madrid coach Zidane's eyes lit up at the sight, and he couldn't help but nod slightly;
The other Real Madrid teammates beside him were also in awe of C Luo's series of brilliant actions, cheering in unison.
"Great ball, that dribble was simply stunning, and the subsequent shot was perfect!" applauded Modric.
"My God, Cristiano, this form, it feels like you've gone back to 2009!" Benzema teased.
"Too fast, that dribbling speed was too fast, haha, Marcelo's tackle hit nothing but air." Even Bell, the fastest in the team, was impressed by C Luo's display.
"Not bad, if in the second leg back at the Bernabéu he can maintain this form, we can definitely turn things around, I am confident about it!" Marcelo said with a smile while sitting on the ground.
In today's training, C Luo's condition was exceptionally outstanding.
Whether it was the accuracy in passing and receiving, the speed and stamina in running back and forth, the power and angle in shooting, or the toughness in physical confrontations, he showcased unprecedented top-level athletic performance.
This made Zidane feel very curious.
Logically, reaching this stage at the end of the season, a veteran like C Luo who is already 32 years old, should have long reached the limit in terms of physical fatigue.
But why does his physical condition now seem even better than at the start of the season?
In reality, only C Luo knew the answer in his heart.
After the first leg, Real Madrid was pushed to the brink by Dortmund, and C Luo himself was also pushed to a dead end by one person — Tang Long.
In the first leg of the Champions League, C Luo did not score, his total Champions League goals were still stuck at 18, not moving forward;
Meanwhile, at that moment, Tang Long had already surpassed C Luo by 1 goal in the Champions League, with 19 goals, just one step away from breaking the 20-goal barrier!
Tang Long's extraordinary performance left C Luo with no room for complacency.
He secretly thought to himself: "Being able to surpass 20 goals in a single season of the Champions League is such an exhilarating goal. No matter what, I cannot let this Chinese take the lead, I must become the first in football history to break this goal-scoring record in a single season!"
Recalling Manchester City's 3:0 win over Juventus in the first leg of the Champions League, C Luo felt a chill in his heart.
He couldn't help but imagine: "If Real Madrid gets eliminated in the Champions League and Manchester City advances to the final. Given Manchester City's current dominance in the league, along with their impressive performance in the FA Cup, it's very possible they could win the League Champion, Champions League, and the FA Cup, claiming all three major titles."
"In that case, with the blessing of a treble title, the likelihood of Tang Long winning the Golden Ball Award this year will become very high."
"No, I absolutely won't allow this situation to happen," the Portuguese gritted his teeth silently, "The Golden Ball Award, if I don't give it away, no one else can take it!"
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"Siu!"
"Siu!!"
"Siu!!!"
On the league stage against Seville, C Luo leaped high, executing his trademark celebration in the air three times, then spread his arms, landing heavily on the grass.
At this moment, he had already successfully performed a hat-trick in this match.
After the loss to Dortmund in the first leg of the Champions League semifinals, returning to the league, C Luo was like an enraged beast, swiftly responding to external doubts with an outstanding display of three consecutive goals.