Football: I can see player entries.

Chapter 229, the second one to break the record.

Higuain's loan spell at Chelsea lasted only half a season.

He has played twelve games so far, scoring five goals, and has been a substitute most of the time.

Such data is actually not bad.

But given his rank, he would never be satisfied with such data.

It's worth noting that he put up phenomenal numbers at Napoli, and his performance at Juventus has lived up to his price tag.

Only Cristiano Ronaldo could displace him.

Upon hearing Sarri's order to retreat, he immediately became unhappy.

"Why didn't my teammates help me create space?"

Fortunately, in order not to disrupt harmony, he only said it in his heart.

After calming down for a while, he accepted his current situation.

"I will do it."

"But you'd better be more accurate with your shots!"

Chelsea players, including Hazard, didn't react much to these words.

They might argue with anyone else who said that, but Higuain's shooting technique is indeed far superior to all of theirs...

The game continues.

Because Li Yanqing assigned the players the task of defense, they dared not rush forward too much.

Anderson squandered the opening offensive opportunity.

He attempted to break through, but was dispossessed by the opposing player.

Similar to Higuain's situation, Burton was being tightly marked by the opposing team.

Moreover, neither side resorted to any dirty tricks this time, and they could only suppress their anger.

"Go back to defense!"

"Stop being stunned!"

Ignoring the players' frustration, Li Yanqing shouted encouragement from the sidelines.

He has inherited Mourinho's skills in defense, and for the time being, no one in the team can do without defensive duties.

Everyone must be alert.

It's okay to be a little lenient with people normally, but not in this match.

"Two years ago when I was teaching kids, I told them to foul immediately after the ball was intercepted!"

Is Anderson a pig-brain?

Li Yanqing spoke softly this time, not wanting the players to hear, but he was genuinely angry.

This is the requirement for youth training players, let alone the team's main players.

Because Anderson was so preoccupied with disappointment, the opponent launched a fast break.

Fortunately, the players didn't press too high, and Lars Bender intercepted them in midfield, forcing the opposing players to pass back.

"He also worked very hard."

"It's hard to remember so much when you're emotionally unstable."

"We haven't conceded a goal, we've held on..."

Lehmann comforted Li Yanqing, after all, he felt that the players' performance was quite good.

He was dumbfounded halfway through his sentence.

The opposing defender passed the ball directly to Hazard, who once again unleashed his "Master-level Dribbling Skill".

One, two, three...

Higuain dropped back, drawing Enzo away from his defensive position, and now he faces the goalkeeper once again.

Single sword!

Bradford chased after him frantically, but to little avail.

Even with his off-the-charts speed, he still couldn't stop a player of that caliber.

Joe Hart stood in front of the door; he had experienced this countless times before.

[A master-level player abandons his school to launch a counterattack!]

But he seemed to have forgotten that this wasn't the first time Hazard had faced his attack.

When he was halfway there, the latter gently flicked the ball over his head.

"It's over!"

Joe Hart was pale. He had attacked too early, giving the opponent a chance to lob the goal.

"A golden opportunity!"

"Loop shot!"

"It's Hazard's lob shot!"

"Hart is powerless!"

The commentary wasn't particularly passionate, because while the situation on the field seemed intense, both sides had very limited shots on goal.

This was the most exciting time for him.

Is a goal on the horizon?

The answer is no.

Araujo couldn't keep up with Hazard, and with Sun Yan marking Willian on the other side, Chelsea retreated, leaving him unmarked.

The moment Joe Hart made his move, he had already run to the goal.

When he saw the ball about to pass him, he immediately tilted his head back and fell to the ground.

A backhand hook saves the door!

"This is the second time!"

Li Yanqing could now clearly feel his heart pounding.

The kind with pauses!

Araujo deserves a bonus after this match.

"Play good defense!"

"All three of you, come at me together!"

Beside him, Lyman, unusually, lost his temper.

Matthias, Bradford, and Justin—the three of them had just been toyed with like wooden stakes.

Although he knew Hazard had excellent penetration skills, he was still very angry about it.

If he were the one guarding the goal, and his teammates performed like this...

“There won’t be a second time!” Bradford roared in response.

However, given the disparity in strength, Li Yanqing couldn't think of a solution for the time being.

Hazard's ability to break through defenses is undeniable; he has practically turned his "Master-level Dribbling Skill" into an active ability.

Just look at Anderson and Justin; their "extraordinary dribbling skills" have such a pitiful success rate that you can tell there's no comparison between the two.

No wonder Real Madrid immediately thought of him as a successor to Ronaldo.

Bradford answered Li Yanqing's doubts with his actions.

He blocked Hazard's path of attack, and then, just as Hazard was about to pass Justin, he suddenly rammed into him.

The result was that all three of them ended up falling flat on their faces...

"To say he's beastly... that's really accurate."

"They don't even spare their own teammates!"

Li Yanqing covered his face, feeling both amused and exasperated by the team captain's actions.

But he didn't say anything to the players.

Because outside of situations like this, it's really not easy to bump into him.

The price was that Chelsea were awarded a free kick in a passable position.

Why do you say it's just passable?

Crossing the ball isn't a problem, but shooting directly on goal is very difficult.

For Burton, Ibrahimovic has also returned to the penalty area, and he's more than capable of taking on this role.

Chelsea's forwards had no height advantage over Ibrahimovic, and eventually, the ball was headed towards the halfway line by Ibrahimovic.

After receiving the ball, Cazorla delivered his second threatening pass of the game.

Matthias!

He waited in midfield and immediately stood with the opposing defender!

Burton's one-on-one attack!

Matthias had done this kind of thing quite often before coming to Burton.

That was in the Championship. After coming to the Premier League, he rarely even had a chance to shoot, let alone a one-on-one.

So, Matthias kept his head down and ran forward as fast as he could.

If that ball goes in, he'll be the team's hero!

God knows how much he wanted a moment of glory of his own.

With this mindset, he even ran faster than usual, leaving Chelsea's defenders behind!

Meanwhile, the status bar is also gradually changing...

It gradually changed from "excellent" to "off the charts".

Burton's second player to explode in this game!