32 I’m so tired

32 I'm so tired

Bremen's midfielder Baumann opened his eyes in horror, his pupils were getting bigger and bigger, and in his pupils, a red shadow had already flown past!

"How is it possible!?" This was the first thought in Bowman's mind. How could he have the energy to sprint again after running alone with the ball for tens of meters?

Another Werder Bremen player, Kristajic, had the same expression as Bowman, he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him!

"He rushed over!!!!" Derek excitedly jumped up from the commentary seat on the German satellite TV station. He waved his arms and roared with all his might!

"Excellent!" On Bayern's bench, Roque Santa Cruz, a handsome Paraguayan, punched forward excitedly, while Deisler clenched his fist excitedly. Open your arms!

In the stands, Haveril was beating excitedly. She clapped her hands and smiled on the face of the most beautiful hostess in Germany. She was very happy, as if she had received a birthday present, because on the court The man did it, he really rushed through it!

All the Bayern fans were waving their scarves in the stands and they were already chanting Leon's name!

One-handed! A long-distance raid of more than fifty meters! Lionwell, are you really just a midfielder?

At this moment, Leon has already forgotten what exhaustion is. He just rushed to the extreme of physical fitness, so at this moment, he feels like a traveler in the desert rejuvenated when he is extremely exhausted!

Bremen goalkeeper Borrel also abandoned the goal with an inexplicable emotion. D586 Novel Network

For Borrell, he just witnessed the whole process of Leon dribbling from the backcourt. Originally, Borrell thought it was impossible for Leon to break through the Werder Bremen defense this time...

But he rushed over! This feeling, this source comes from the shock deep in Borell's heart.

Maybe Borrell thought that Leonwell was just a relatively good player in the past, just because he had good opportunities, and he was so famous because he was handsome and had commercial value.

But at this moment, Borell felt an inexplicable awe towards Leon in his heart!

Borrell rushed towards Leonwell who was still dribbling the ball. He was the only Bremen player who could still stop Leon from advancing!

He is also Bremen's last line of defense!

Soon, Borel was only about five steps away from Leon!

Four steps! Borel saw that Leon had started to slow down, was he going to lie down on me? Borrell watched Leon's every move with full attention, and now he is in the penalty area, so Borrell can use his hands flexibly to prevent Leon's goal.

In three steps, Leon's feet began to straddle the ball continuously. Borrell knew that the next step was to decide the winner!

One step decides the world!

left or right? Borrell's intuition told him it was on the left, so the Bremen goalkeeper jumped to his left without hesitation!

However, Borrell guessed wrong. When he was only two steps away from Leon, Leonwell abruptly pulled back the ball that had already been buckled in the direction of Borrell's fall, and then started to speed up again!

God, what are his feet made of? rubber? How can it be so soft? How is it possible, this violates the anatomy of the human body! Borel couldn't believe it all...

Munich Olympiastadion, all the fans of Bayern Munich who are ready, this group of the most loyal southern stars opened their mouths, let go of their throats, and then shouted in unison: "Leon—— —————————— Will!!!!"

"Leon——————————————————————————————————— Will!!!!!!"

"Leon————————————————————————— Will!!!!!!"

He did it, he did it! He passed the goalkeeper, and he pushed the empty goal for Bayern Munich to overtake the score!

Two to one, a long-distance dash over fifty meters! A Lionwell-style goal, unreasonable, no rules, I am the master of the field!

After scoring the goal, Leonwell fell heavily on the turf of the Olympic Stadium in Munich. His eyes were a little blurred. This long-distance attack of more than 50 meters exhausted Leon's physical strength. He needed a midfielder Fifteen minutes of rest to recover, at this moment he is not in the mood to celebrate the goal at all, for Leon, he seems to have a good night's sleep.

Such warm turf, such a soft big bed, there is no better bed than this one.

This is the football field, this is football, the corner of Leon's mouth that is close to the limit is filled with a happy smile, this is the happiness brought to him by football, this kind of happiness is unprecedented, this kind of satisfaction makes Leon full Positive energy.

The entire Munich Olympic Stadium has gone crazy, and all the Bayern fans are chanting the name of Leonwell, who has created another miracle. When there are more miracles, it is not a miracle. It is like kicking the world alone. If he plays too many waves, then the world wave will become his way of scoring goals.

All the Bayern players ran towards Leonwell excitedly. This is the first time that Dutch striker Roy Mackay has felt the shock of Leon at such a close distance. If he has been completely convinced by Leon before , so now Ma Kai feels that with Leon, is there any game that we can't win?

In Ma Kai's eyes, he is the best player.

Pizarro was the first to run to Leon. He wanted to pull up his brother, but Leon was lying lazily on the soft turf of the Munich Olympic Stadium, unwilling to get up.

"Okay, my hero, my king, it's time for you to stand up and accept the worship of your courtiers?" Andes Bomber looked at Leon with a playful smile. For Pizarro, Leon He was not surprised to score such a goal, because he is Lionwell! Mr. World Football! If he can't do it, who else can?

"Claudio, I really want to sleep." Leon was still unwilling to get up, he said lazily to Pizarro.

At this time, Pizarro also waded down suddenly, "Yeah, it feels so good to lie on the Munich Olympic Stadium like this, um, comfortable!"

Then, all the Bayern players who ran towards Leon followed the example of Pizarro, and all lay on the Munich Olympic Stadium, and this kind of celebration of lying lazily on the court and unwilling to get up became even more popular. One of the most classic celebrations in world football in the future.

All the Bayern players seemed to be late at night and the lights were about to be turned off. They were all tired. They were lying on the Munich Olympic Stadium, enjoying the afternoon sun in Munich. In this late autumn, the sun was warm and the breeze was blowing. How fun!

The Bayern fans in the stands were also laughing, waving their team scarves, and then they sang the fans song of Southern Star loudly!

The Werder Bremen players looked at each other, no one knew what the Bayern players wanted to do.

"Have you rested, my hero?" Pizarro asked Leon, who was lying beside him.

"Well, it's almost there. If it takes a little longer, the referee will come and let us get up." Leon stood up from the turf first, and then every Bayern player got up slowly, and they walked back to their own. halftime.

Two to one, Bayern finally overtook the score before the end of the first half, and both goals came from Lionwell.

And Leon, who scored twice, also scored seven goals on the goal list... Well, now he is also one of the contenders for the top scorer in the Bundesliga.

And don't forget, this guy has always occupied the throne of the Bundesliga assist king.

All Bayern fans cheered for their absolute idol, the King of Munich, with applause. In just one and a half seasons, Leon has become an impossible figure in the history of Bayern.

In the VIP box, the soccer emperor Beckenbauer was also smiling. The emperor happily chatted with the people around him, but his eyes were fixed on the field all the time.

"It's really a pity. It's a pity that we can't see Leonwell in the Champions League before the Champions League quarter-finals. It's really a pity, but maybe it's because of this that we can see the best in the Bundesliga. Leon! He deserves the Ballon d'Or, he deserves the World Player of the Year award, he deserves it!" Derek, the commentator of German satellite TV, also said sincerely.

Yes, even Leon's opposition can't obliterate what Leon has brought to Bayern. He has transformed the tactics of a giant team, and the current Bayern team is more independent and energetic. They have experience Rich veterans, they have a group of young people with full potential, and they also have stars in their prime.

Why can't they dominate the Champions League? In the eyes of all Bayern Munich fans, Bayern is the best team in Europe, no, they are the best team in the world!

When the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half, the faces of all Bayern fans were full of joy and joy. They were enjoying football, which had not happened for a long time. Only a strong opponent can set off the Bayern's strength.

Werder Bremen's offensive football has created the greatest first half of the Bundesliga this season. Bayern can never be described as suppressing Werder Bremen. It should be said that the scenes of the two sides are evenly divided, but the rich are the rich after all, and the superstars are superstars after all. Leon Changed the situation on the field.

Werder Bremen are an absolutely respectable opponent, now and in the future.

Always.

"Good job, what's the matter, Leon, you don't look good." After the halftime whistle sounded, Tie Shusfeld also walked towards Leon.

Leon frowned. He felt that his heartbeat was still fast. This was a sequela of his supernatural state. In the first half, he had squandered more than three-quarters of his energy.

"I'm so tired." Heathfield didn't expect that Leon's first sentence would be this sentence.

"Then do you want to take a rest?" Heathfield was like a gentle father, he patted Leon's shoulder and asked caringly.

"The intermission is enough, boss, it's better to have a physical therapist give me a massage." Leon also had a smile on his face, and he looked at Heathfield and said.

Heathfield nodded, "I don't want to overdraw you, Leon, you should definitely have a greater and more legendary career."

Leon didn't answer, just acquiesced. After walking back to the locker room, the first thing Leon did was to occupy the seat - he lay down directly.

The teammates had no objection to Leon's way of occupying the seat, because at this time, Bayern's assistant coach had announced a terrifying figure.

Leon had already run more than 6,000 meters in the first half!

What is this concept? That's almost the combined runs of two players!

Desler looked at Leon lying on the seat in surprise, wondering what kind of feelings the German first genius would feel at this moment.

"Such a long running distance, such a large physical consumption, Leon, you still scored such a goal." Had to give in, Deisler sighed helplessly. He knew that he might not even try to surpass Leon in his life. Angry.

It wasn't a sarcasm, but an incentive, because Deisler felt his goal was more challenging.

All the Bayern players sat around Leon in a tacit understanding, and those who listened to the music also consciously put on their headphones. Everyone did not chat, because everyone did not want to disturb Leon who was resting...