Chapter 420 The Youngest Big Four

“aoaooaoaooaooooooooooooo——”

The English, Chinese and neutral fans at the Spartak Arena all stood up subconsciously and looked at Li Qing and Messi, one in front and one behind.

Mascherano realized that something was wrong and rushed towards Li Qing diagonally, even if it meant committing a foul.

1:4 was already very embarrassing. If he lost another goal, he would probably not be able to raise his head for decades to come!

Mascherano, who was running, had a fierce look on his face and was full of murderous intent. He saw the moment when Li Qing dribbled the ball and chose to fall to the ground without hesitation to shovel.

Football and people, one must be left behind!

In a flash, Li Qing suddenly accelerated, and his speed was half faster than Mascherano's prediction. It was also at half the speed that Mascherano only shoveled a ball of air and even almost injured the captain Messi by mistake.

Although Mascherano did not tackle Li Qing who was jumping, some English and Chinese fans in the audience still let out a lingering cry of fear: "wowowoowoooooooo——"

Mascherano's tackle was not only fierce, but also showed his studs. If he stepped on the instep or ankle firmly, he would be seriously injured!

"Li Qing accelerated and passed Mascherano!"

He Wei, the commentator of China Channel 5, felt the blood in his body begin to boil, and his voice was unnaturally high by two degrees.

After landing, Li Qing did not slow down. He kicked the ball forward two meters with the outside of his left foot, and then he rushed out like an arrow from a bow. Lo Celso, who had not yet made up for the defense, was directly rushed by Li Qing using his speed and faced the Argentine double central defenders Otamendi and Rojo.

Otamendi and Rojo looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward to defend Li Qing.

They all had yellow cards on their backs. The outcome of this game was already decided. Losing was inevitable. If they were sent off for accumulating yellow cards and could not play in the second round of the group stage, it would be troublesome. So the choice at the moment was to fight and retreat.

The two defensive midfielders were broken by Li Qing. This time... Is there still captain Messi gritting his teeth to chase behind?

But Messi had used all his strength to chase but could not shorten the distance with Li Qing. Even as the running distance increased, the speed was visibly increased...

"Faster! Faster!"

Messi kept encouraging himself. As the captain, he did not make a direct contribution to the national team on the offensive end, so he should make some contribution on the defensive end as he caused the change of possession of the ball.

Can't give Li Qing the opportunity to continue scoring!

Li Qing is 1.85 meters tall and has a pair of long legs that women envy. His talent [Dribbling Master] allows him to have a very good sense of the ball during high-speed dribbling. Like Kaka who once shocked the football world, he does not need to look down at the ball, thereby increasing the efficiency of dribbling counterattacks.

His dribbling rhythm was very good, two steps per trip, not only did his speed not slow down, but he also couldn't let the defensive players find a chance to steal the ball.

It was a real pleasure for the fans at the Spartak Arena to watch Li Qing dribbling the ball. With Messi's most beautiful background behind him, the adrenaline of the English fans surged wildly, and they burst into a huge and violent shout like a tsunami: "aoaaaoaooaooooooo——"

Li Qing ran faster and faster and crossed the center line. Messi, who was pulled farther and farther away, did not give up. He crossed the center line half a second later and chased after the reference Li Qing.

The distance between Otamendi and Rojo and Li Qing has gone from seven or eight meters to four or five meters now. They are constantly retreating and are close to 40 meters from the baseline.

Otamendi, who has a relatively good sense of position, realized what he should do, and he turned his head to look at Rojo.

The frequent cooperation of the national team allows them to read each other's eyes, and Rojo also knows that he can't retreat, otherwise the situation will only get worse.

Rojo is faster, he is responsible for backup defense, and Otamendi goes forward to defend.

Li Qing raised his mouth slightly, and pushed the ball to the left with the outside of his left foot. Otamendi had to brake on the spot and run to his outside.

"Fuck! Are you kidding me?"

Otamendi, who had just changed his center of gravity, saw Li Qing use the inside of his left foot to dunk the ball to the right front, which was equivalent to dribbling the ball to the opposite direction of him.

In a flash, Otamendi forced his waist and abdomen to change his center of gravity, and his body retracted.

The two people quickly approached each other, Li Qing's left shoulder sank, and his right foot pushed the ground hard. The huge reaction force made his body rush to the left, and the outside of his left foot pushed the ball to the left, completing the third change of direction in high-speed dribbling.

Otamendi, who subconsciously followed Li Qing's change of direction to complete the turn, suddenly felt that his left foot was not strong enough to push the ground, and it was too late to exert force again. His feet slipped and fell to the ground.

"wowowowoowooooooo——"

Accompanied by a burst of exclamations from the audience, Messi, who was chasing back at high speed, took the opportunity when Li Qing slowed down and rushed over Otamendi and stretched out his right hand to pull the jersey raised behind Li Qing.

Messi did not have a yellow card, he wanted to use a foul to keep Li Qing, but the plan could not keep up with the changes. Li Qing, who had just knocked Otamendi down, accelerated again. Messi, who had just pulled the jersey, suddenly felt a burning pain in his right hand. Out of instinct, he opened his hand and let go, and Li Qing ran out again.

Messi, who did not want to give up, accelerated again, but Li Qing's body just flashed to the left, and an obstacle suddenly appeared half a meter in front of him. Looking closely, wasn't this his teammate Otamendi?

Wow!

Are you an undercover?

You actually fell to the ground and plotted against me?

Messi really wanted to curse!

He jumped a little too late and was tripped by Otamendi who slipped.

"Otamendi tripped Messi!" He Wei, the commentator of China Channel 5, couldn't help but shout: "Li Qing is so far ahead! Only Rojo and Caballero are left in front of him. Will he create the youngest record of a big four in the World Cup?"

Rojo, who was doing a good job of defense, saw that Messi was tripped by Otamendi and completely lost confidence in completing the defense, so he decided to make a one-shot deal.

Whether the defense can be completed depends on God's mood.

Rojo, who was fighting and retreating, slowed down and lowered his body center of gravity. Li Qing, who was already very experienced in the game, knew what Rojo was going to do.

Li Qing's feet were seen dangling quickly in front of the rolling football. Rojo, who was ready to make a defensive move, didn't know which side Li Qing was going to break through.

Rojo lowered his body center of gravity, staring at the football. When he saw Li Qing's right shoulder sink, his eyes lit up: "Left!"

"I was fooled!"

Rojo, who was rushing to the left, saw that Li Qing's right foot didn't touch the football, and suddenly realized something.

Sure enough!

Taking advantage of this time difference, Li Qing used the outside of his left foot to push the ball to the left front, where Rojo was standing.

"aoaooaoaoooooooo——"

The cheers in the Spartak Arena became louder and louder. Goalkeeper Caballero swallowed his saliva, feeling extremely bad, and the Argentine fans in the audience also sighed, which was considered to be a break from the fluke mentality.

Caballero abandoned the goal and attacked. Facing Li Qing, who was on a single knife, he was like a training pole standing upright at the penalty spot. He simply accelerated and changed direction and rushed over.

The final handling of the ball was very simple for a player of Li Qing's level.

With a gentle push of his left foot, he crossed the goal line and hit the snow-white net...

"The ball went in! The iconic solo journey! Li Qing scored his fourth goal of the game! He surpassed French superstar Fontaine and became the youngest player to score four goals in the World Cup!"

Juli TV commentator Zhan Jun said at the top of his lungs.