RNP Chapter 85 What the hell is the Walter Mad badge?! A blitzkrieg at the Jia family mansion; Liu Yi is
Chapter 85 What the hell is the Walter Mad badge?! A blitzkrieg at the Jia family mansion; Liu Yi is
Chapter 85 What the hell is the Walter Mad badge?! A blitzkrieg at the Jia family mansion; Liu Yi is already a top-three contender for the Golden Boy Award.
"Twice equalizing and then scoring the winning goal, Manchester United 3-2 away to Liverpool, Chinese youngster scores hat-trick!" — Spanish newspaper Marca
"Evra provides the assist, a backheel flick followed by a curling shot into the far corner! Is that man back at Manchester United?" — Manchester Evening News (England)
"Breaking News! The god-like Yi Di shines at Anfield, in exchange for Arsenal's killing machine? No way!" — China's UC Sports
The Manchester United vs. Liverpool derby never lacks attention, with almost all major European media outlets reporting on the match.
Similarly, Liu Yi, who was just a month shy of turning 19, also caused a sensational discussion when he scored a hat-trick at Anfield.
"This kid is really something, managing to outmaneuver Carragher so well!"
"The next Beckham? No, his dribbling and finishing are so elegant, could he really become the next 'heartthrob'?"
"Chinese people? Aren't they only good at niche sports like table tennis and diving?"
However, not all netizens are optimistic about Liu Yi's future development.
"Damn it, what's the use of just showing off? Without Park Ji-sung, the best player in Asian history, diligently sweeping behind him, this kind of striker without defense would have long become a cancerous injury."
"Forget it, I still think that Dortmund's Kagawa is the number 10 player that Manchester United really needs."
Amsterdam, Netherlands.
Ajax's training ground.
The young players are training in the gym.
The team's defensive linchpin Vertonghen is holding a sledgehammer, focusing on honing his core strength.
At that moment, his Belgian compatriot and backcourt partner, Toby Alderweireld, came over.
"Jane, did you watch the Red Devils match yesterday?"
Vertonghen stopped what he was doing and nodded.
"Louis' performance has been overshadowed by him; perhaps we're in trouble."
As a former rival, Toby knew very well Suarez's destructive power.
It is perplexing that they have now been defeated by others.
Vertonghen put down the pot and began gesturing in the air: "I've watched his game videos, his playing style is very..."
It's deceptive; we need to keep a close eye on his movements.
After a long silence, Toby said, "Maybe Wayne Rooney will be playing the number nine for Manchester United?"
"Then—never mind!"
Unknown geniuses are certainly difficult to deal with.
But Wayne Rooney is a competitor of another level.
Not to mention, this was Rooney when he was provoked.
Back in Manchester.
Liu Yi summarized his gains from the Double Red Meeting.
A fateful battle brimming with grudges, coupled with an impeccable hat trick.
Liu Yi naturally received a perfect score of 100 points for his experience on the forum.
In addition, there's the experience gained from previous matches.
Now you can draw another bronze badge.
The badge slots aren't full yet.
Don't hesitate, just do it.
A huge, bronze-colored figure slowly emerged.
Center forward?
Still a center-back?!
[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the Waltermad "Prehistoric Beast" Badge!]
[Iron horses tread the icy river, Walter Mad!]
[Ding! You have equipped the Waltmad "Prehistoric Beast" Bronze Badge!]
[Attribute Bonuses: Heading +1, Physical Strength +1, Dribbling +1]
[Heading ball, 44-45↑]
[Combat Strength: 74-75↑]
[Dribble: 75-76↑]
[Special effect of "Prehistoric Beast": Your coordination and flexibility are slightly increased, and you can partially offset the inertial load and energy loss caused by your own weight after shooting or dribbling.]
Liu Yi was stunned.
Who is this guy?!
Walter Mad?!
Why is System B using such foul language?
etc--
This seems to be the player's name.
Is this a name a human being could come up with?!
And this behemoth, which is unusually large and looks even bigger than Ibuki, can even add 1 point to the dribbling attribute.
As for special effects—
Liu Yi thought it might be of some use.
Well, if you only look at the head...
I can barely be considered a half-"center forward".
2011 10 Month 21 Day.
Champions League Round 3.
Manchester United will host Ajax at Old Trafford.
Galatz steel is a small caramel and insignificant.
To advance to the knockout stage, Ajax must defeat one of the giants, Manchester United or Real Madrid.
They had already lost to Real Madrid, so this away game against the Red Devils is crucial.
According to Ajax manager Frank de Boer, taking points away from Old Trafford would be the best possible outcome.
Inside the players' tunnel, the players from both teams had already lined up.
Although the Ajax players still looked somewhat inexperienced, there was no panic in their eyes.
Despite its youth, this club has competed in the Champions League almost every year.
The young players are already used to competing against top clubs.
What's even more noteworthy is that the most brilliant talents among them are themselves the focus of the future recruitment lists of various European powers.
Liu Yi stood at the end of the line.
Beside him is Ajax's midfield maestro, Eriksen.
After a few minutes of waiting, the players turned around and each took the hand of a caddie.
This time, it wasn't McTominay he was holding, but another caddie.
"Child, what is your name?"
"My name is Brandon Williams, sir!"
The boy looked up, his eyes shining.
"Okay, Brandon, you need to be quick-witted and throw the ball to me as soon as you see an opportunity."
Brandon nodded excitedly.
He had already heard about McTominay's incident. Afterwards, the caddie was not only invited into the locker room to take photos with the big names, but also received a jersey signed by the entire team.
As the Champions League theme song reached its climax.
The queue moved forward slowly.
As soon as goalkeeper De Gea's bright yellow jersey appeared at the tunnel entrance, the Old Trafford stands erupted in a deafening roar.
The chorus of "Glory Glory Man United" coalesced into a fiery torrent that instantly engulfed the entire stadium.
"Alright, good evening, everyone!"
"Welcome everyone to a key match in the third round of the 11/12 UEFA Champions League group stage!"
Manchester United host Dutch giants Ajax at Old Trafford!
Here are the starting lineups for both teams!
"Manchester United!"
门将：1—德赫亚四后卫：12—斯马林、4—菲尔—琼斯、5—费迪南德、20—法比奥四中场：17—纳尼、13—朴智星、23—克莱维利、18—阿什利—扬双前锋：10—鲁尼、19—刘逸「阿贾克斯则派出了！」
门将：1—弗梅尔四后卫：34—范里因、3—阿尔德韦雷尔德、4—费尔通亨、42—科珀斯三中场：10—西姆—德容、5—阿尼塔、8—埃里克森三前锋：23—奥兹比利兹、18—洛代罗、7—苏莱曼尼「值得一提的是，本场比赛担任场上队长的，是韩国国脚朴智星。」
Old Puzi excitedly ran off to guess the direction from Jia's captain, Vertonghen.
After the coin toss ended, Ajax kicked off first.
"Alright! One whistle, and the competition officially begins!"
"It's still Zhang Zhi and Zhan Jun bringing you the live commentary."
Manchester United's number 19 was the first to rush out from the halfway line.
The player he will be matched up against today, barring any unforeseen circumstances, is Alderweireld.
Liu Yi is actually very familiar with Ajax's central defensive lineup.
Vertonghen and Toby – they're the two for the national team, they're the two for Ajax, and they might even be the two for Tottenham in the future.
Such frequent and enduring "duo" combinations.
Just like the two bears in "Boonie Bears".
Eriksen received a pass back from Siem de Jong.
He moved the ball around with ease.
A long pass!
Every young soldier must have their own dedicated running dog.
The Jia family was no exception.
Armenian winger Özbiliz.
In an instant, it transformed into a bolt of lightning and swept through the Roman defenses.
Speed explodes!
Before Fabio could even get into position, a sharp change of direction sent Phil Jones's pupils constricting.
Zhan Jun's signature roar came through the microphone.
"Knock on the door—"
"Should we shoot or cross the ball?"
That's right, the advantage of this kind of running dog is its speed.
The downside is that it's only fast.
After a shot that looked like a pass, the ball was actually shot.
Manchester United also orchestrated the first attack of the match.
Manchester United also has its own running dogs.
"Ashley Young!"
"Add the highway to the side road!"
"Without a high point, are we supposed to just cross the ball?!"
"That's right! It's a cross!"
"I seriously suspect that even if Messi and Joe Vinco were in the penalty area, Professor Yang would still cross the ball without hesitation!"
Vertonghen.
The judgment of the landing point is extremely precise.
By positioning himself correctly, he gently flicked the ball away from the danger zone.
Cleverley, who was recently promoted and given important responsibilities by Ferguson, reacted quickly.
They seized the second landing point.
"Once we control the two points, then give it to Liu Yi on the side!"
"A direct, powerful shot!"
"This ball has—"
"oops!"
"It flew off just short of the crossbeam—by a hair's breadth!"
De Boer paused for a moment.
The young Dutch coach hadn't seen what had just happened.
Unfortunately, Old Trafford doesn't have a large screen to provide live replays.
There was only one narrow electronic scoreboard.
On the contrary, the fans watching on TV were extremely excited.
Almost at the very moment Cleverley won the first ball and headed it across the goal.
Liu Yi then accelerated past Toby and quickly moved to the edge of the penalty area.
There were no adjustments, and no hesitation.
He launched a powerful volley shot.
Ok!
Perhaps it was because Liu Yi's feet hadn't warmed up yet.
The football flew over the heads of all the leaping defenders.
But it continued upwards, eventually grazing the top edge of the crossbeam and flying towards the stands.
Anita and Eriksson, who arrived late, turned and ran towards the front of the field.
"He's way too confident. He just shoots without controlling the ball. Does he really think he's a god striker?"
Anita scoffed.
However, Erikson's observations were far more detailed than Anita's.
While waiting for the goal kick, the Danish midfielder explained: "He saw the goalkeeper's position was far forward, so he decisively chose to shoot from long range. If he had been just a little bit more accurate with the ball, he could have perfectly bypassed Vermeer."
That's what Liu Yi thought.
Even during the tactical analysis, he astutely observed that Vermeer had a fatal flaw.
That's height.
He is 1.82 meters tall, three centimeters shorter than Cassie.
Sometimes, you have to admit that a goalkeeper's wingspan is like a women's U-16 ball thrower.
But it's a pity.
Vermeer cannot outshine everyone else with her legs, just like Youcai does.
She also lacks the stunning beauty of Honjo, who commands the respect of all.
This results in a huge gap between Vermeer's upper and lower limits.
as predicted.
Three minutes later.
Park Ji-sung read the link between Vertonghen and Eriksen in midfield.
He made a forward run to intercept the ball and passed it to Rooney.
Little Fatty made a straight pass.
Liu Yi made a move as if to kick again?!
Alderweireld is under immense pressure.
It's intoxicating.
Take a step forward.
We must take the ball away from Liu Yi's feet.
At the very least, we must thwart this potential shooting opportunity.
But just as he lost all his balance...
Liu Yi's right foot suddenly twisted before touching the ball!
The Belgian center-back, who had already completely shifted his focus, was immediately out of position.
The striker, with his red silhouette, took a sharp step forward with the ball.
Facing Vermeer, who was hastily approached.
A heavy push with the arch of the right foot!
The football flew with tremendous force into Ajax's goal.
"1:0!"
"Liu Yi has continued his hot streak since the Reds derby!"
"A very calm and collected handling of the situation!"
"Ajax's defenders were completely fooled!"
"A connection between Rooney and Liu Yi!"
"Now, I think we can conclude that Liu Yi's current level is at least in the top three of the Golden Boy Award category!"
Little Fatty provided a brilliant assist.
Liu Yi scored in consecutive matches.
The Red Devils rushed forward and hugged the two tightly.
"Haha, beautiful goal, Liu, I'm gradually regaining my rhythm!"
Rooney patted the goal scorer's back hard, his eyes gleaming with a long-lost light.
After experiencing the suspension controversy, Fatty was caught in a media storm and was very disappointed, thinking that he might not be able to participate in next year's European Championship.
Liu Yi then rubbed Lu Xiaopang's broad shoulders.
"Yeah, Wayne, don't think too much about it. The European Championship is still a long way off. Right now, we have important tasks to complete."
"Like winning that damn Barclays Cup—"
Rooney laughed and took over the conversation.
"Or—that big-eared trophy!"
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