Alien?

A red and blue figure appeared in the middle of the stadium. It was another Barcalona striker, Griessman.

The moment Aran steals it, Griesman rushed forward quickly. He was shocked to find that his running without the ball was almost the same speed as Aran's running with the ball.

When he saw that Aran had attracted the attention of the opponent's three defenders, he quickly shouted and prepared for pass from Aran.

Griesman's voice made the other central defender who was about to approach him hesitate for a moment. The two guards surrounding Aran also raised their vigilance.

Aran glanced at the middle, and found that Griesman's chance was indeed good.

{The opponent is going to pass the ball!}

At his glance, the psychology of the opponent's two defenders was also shaken.

Aran noticed very keenly that the two defenders were not very resolute in their pressing action, so he gritted his teeth and kicked the ball out, forcing his way through the gap between the two.

These two defenders were tall and strong, and normally Aran couldn't take advantage of them at all.

The two guards had been partners for many years, and they could tell Aran's intentions just by looking at his movements, so they sneered slightly, and their shoulders were about to be brought together.

This is at most a blocking foul. If the referee relaxes, he won't even draw a yellow card.

Moreover, there is still about ten meters away from the penalty area, and the position is relatively biased, even if it is a free kick, it will not be too dangerous.

Griessman also saw Aran's action, and he couldn't help showing a trace of sullenness on his face.

He could have passed the ball! How can this kind of chance can be missed!

"Aran steals the ball again, beautiful!"

"This speed, this speed, the opponent can't catch up at all!"

"Two defenders from Huasca double-teamed Aran!"

"Griesman is coming up, Aran should pass the ball!"

"What, Aran didn't pass the ball, he chose to force a breakthrough!"

"Oh, it looks like the opponent is going to block Aran's advance with his body!"

"It's a pity, Aran should pass the ball!"

"My God, what did I see?"

"Aran forced his way between the opponent's two defenders!"

"Alien, He's alien!"

"Ronoldo also had such a wonderful performance back then!"

The commentators all held their heads, looking at the scene on the field in disbelief.

Huasca's two defenders were about to touch their shoulders, but Aran squeezed through the gap like a breeze.

The two defenders staggered and slid to the ground.

But in the eyes of everyone, it was Aran who waded the ball out, knocked them down abruptly, and dribbled the ball over.

Aesthetics of violence. This is the football's aesthetic of violence.

This time, goalkeeper Fernandoz was very cautious when he attacked. It is not shameful to be shaken once. If he is decieved again, he will become a laughing stock.

So, this time, Fernandoz put his center of gravity very low, staring at the football at Aran's feet.

But this time, Aran didn't use the pendulum to surpass others. Instead, he kicked the ball lightly.

The football drew a beautiful arc and flew into the goal from the top of the desperate Fernandoz.

Fernandoz stretched out his hand helplessly, but it was useless. He could only kneel on the ground and watch the football fall directly into the goal.

A figure rushed past him, picked up the football and left the penalty area.

Looking at Aran's back, Fernandez felt deep fear in his heart.

Griesman patted Aran on the shoulder with surprise, and ran back with him.

"Haha, Aran, that's amazing. I thought you were going to be stopped!"

All the Barcalona players surrounded Aran like stars holding the moon.

Mesci, who had just returned to the lounge, heard the deafening applause. He glanced at Aran who was running back with the ball on the TV screen. Scored two goals in a row to tie the score.

Looking at Aran who is surrounded by everyone, the smile on Mesci's face gradually disappeared, and there seemed to be a hint of meaning in his deep eyes.

After Aran scored a goal, the head coach Kaeman also knelt down very excitedly and celebrated crazily.

[The head coach made a miraculous substitution, and the players on the field scored two goals in a row to equalize the score.]

Kaeman has already thought about tomorrow's newspaper headlines.

Aran got rid of everyone's touching heads, slapping the back, kicking buttocks and other warm and friendly ways, and quickly put the football in the middle circle, and then stood on the center line.

Aran's two goals completely ignited the enthusiasm of Camp Nu.

Originally, some fans were already preparing to leave the field, but in the end, Aran's strong performance made them sit back in their seats honestly, and began to shout for the team frantically.

The revived Camp Nu erupted with tremendous energy.

The players of the Huasca team, who had been scored two goals in a row by Aran, were all stunned.

Especially the midfielder who was robbed twice by Aran, Will Garcio.

Looking at Aran who was scored twice in a row, Garcio felt that his legs were a little weak.

Speed, elusive steals...…

Garcio looked at Aran and felt that he was already under psychological shadow.

As soon as the whistle sounded, Aran really rushed out like a horse, watching the football under the opponent's feet run past.

"Hey! Why is he running towards me?"

Garcio felt little strange but the rest of the Huasca teammates were going crazy because he's not concentrating on the pitch.

Although Garcio was robbed of two balls just now, he is the core of the team.

After kick-off, the ball should be handed over to him to organize.

Who knew that Garcio was distracted, and when the football was kicked towards him, he was looking at Aran.

When Garcio reacted, Aran had already stretched out his foot first, and grabbed the football in front of him.

Garcio felt the blood all over his body rushing to his head, and his eyes were red.

You can't do this again!!