Chapter 482: Chapter 482

Manchester City is determined to win the Premier League title, but with the score equalized, they still shrink back and try to play slowly, while keeping the ball under control?

These two statements are inherently paradoxical!

When you shrink back to defend, everyone gets crowded together, so how can you control the ball? There’s no space.

Pellegrini wants to be a turtle, aiming for a draw and retreat from Stanford Bridge unscathed, but Tang Long doesn’t want that!

Once there’s a good chance, the attitude must be decisively aggressive.

For now, however, securing Sabaleta’s side of the defense is crucial.

"I’ll press a little to the right to help with the defense on that side," Tang Long said to Toure.

Toure nodded, "Alright, I’ll also be cautious of them attacking on the right."

The two reached an agreement.

This is the difference between Toure and Nasri.

Although off the field, he, like Nasri, doesn’t get along with Tang Long, once on the pitch, Toure works diligently, playing seriously and never putting personal interests above the team’s overall benefit.

With their concerted efforts in the midfield, the coverage on the right increased.

Tang Long started closely marking Fabregas right from Chelsea’s backfield buildup, not allowing him to comfortably make plays.

Toure, with precise positioning, retreated to assist Sabaleta, making several interceptions to alleviate Sabaleta’s burden.

With rich defensive experience, Sabaleta stood his ground with teamwork once he had help and a chance to catch his breath.

Manchester City gradually stabilized the situation.

Mourinho’s tactic to attack Manchester City’s right flank yielded no further results thereafter.

While the Portuguese was contemplating his next move, Tang Long made the first move!

In the 72nd minute, Manchester City got a rare counterattack opportunity.

After a prolonged unsuccessful assault, Chelsea’s tactical execution began to decline slightly.

Fabregas started to get anxious, turning what should have been short passes into direct long balls, with multiple errors.

As time ticked away, Xiaofa even saw Matic on the sidelines talking with Mourinho, knowing this was a signal to substitute him off!

"Damn, I don’t want to come off, I have to take a chance!"

Fabregas suddenly took off!

Having played as a forward in his youth team, he was always adept at dribbling, and by suddenly cutting into the center, he caught Yaya Toure off guard!

Toure wanted to commit a tactical foul but ended up tripping himself!

As Toure exclaimed "Ouch," a shadow flashed past him, and he looked up to see Tang Long with a delighted expression!

"Fabregas, slow down!"

Tang Long shouted, sprinting back to defend, quickly closing in on him.

Xiaofa made a deft turn with the ball, tried to shake off Tang Long, but still got entangled; the two were locked together!

Both Fabregas and Tang Long are top-tier midfielders in the current Premier League.

However, Xiaofa is far more famous, having earned glories with Arsenal and Barça that overshadow those of Tang Long.

Fabregas remained calm with Tang Long’s pestering.

He feinted with his upper body and then tried an outer-foot hook to circle around Tang Long from the other side.

What he didn’t know is that this signature Iniesta move was something Tang Long practiced daily with Iniesta at the AI Cloud Training Ground!

Not only was Tang Long far more skilled in executing it but his anticipation for the move was spot on.

Fabregas planned to turn a full 270 degrees, yet after just 45 degrees, Tang Long stretched out a foot from the side, touching the ball first, which hit Xiaofa’s inner foot and knocked him down!

"Beautiful! Very decisive interception!"

"Tang Long won this one-on-one against Xiaofa!"

"He completely predicted Xiaofa’s next move!"

"Toure is up, coming to support Tang Long."

"Good, Manchester City can finally catch their breath."

"Since the second half began, Chelsea has been pressing them, even as a commentator, watching this is exhausting, haha..."

"Tang Long didn’t pass to Toure?"

"He’s accelerating, Tang Long’s accelerating on a sprint!"

After intercepting Xiaofa, Tang Long gestured to Sterling on the left and Bony in the center not to retreat, but to push forward, and he also dribbled forward!

His straightforward style made Pellegrig anxious, shouting for caution, to control the ball, and not lose possession easily.

Maybe Tang Long didn’t hear him as he was far away,

Or perhaps Tang Long didn’t want to listen to him, swinging his leg to heavily boot the ball towards Sterling on the wing!

Azpilicueta immediately closed in!

The 178cm Spanish fullback might physically lose out to a 187cm tank like Kolarov;

But against the 172cm Sterling, Azpilicueta was full of confidence.

Tang Long deliberately hit the ball hard to speed up the attack!

Sterling and Azpilicueta raced towards the ball!

The latter, with richer defensive experience and running the inside line, had a shorter distance, so even though not as fast as Sterling, he maintained his position!

Sterling, fully up to speed, faced his first opportunity after coming on as a substitute and wouldn’t let it slip!

The ball was in the middle, with both players on either side!

Just as they were about to go shoulder to shoulder in a fair collision to decide the contest—

Sterling suddenly twisted his body, putting his butt towards Azpilicueta!

"Take this! Hip bump!"

With a bang, Sterling unleashed his big posterior, sending Azpilicueta flying over two meters away!

Dribbling around him with the ball!

Passing it to the onrushing Tang Long!

Tang Long formed a one-on-one with Cahill!

"Support, support me!"

Cahill barely shouted to his center-back partner Ivanovic when a gust of wind blew past, and Tang Long vanished in an instant~

The center-back Cahill, older now, has seen his speed drop from a peak of 83 to 78, with Tang Long having the [Soccer Fast Horse] advantage, effectively dominating any opponent under speed 80!

Meanwhile, Bony also sprinted in parallel, the two advancing together!

Three meters from the advancing goalkeeper Courtois, the two split seamlessly!

Bony received Tang Long’s cross and slotted it into the empty net!

Manchester City took the lead!

Bony rushed up to Tang Long again, playfully shining his shoes.

"Haha, Chelsea aren’t much after all!" Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚫𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚫𝕟𝕖𝕥

Sterling proudly thumped his fist against his own posterior, slid past the duo with a tackle, and sent a spray of green grass flying!

This surprising joy made Pellegrini beam with delight.

He immediately made two substitutions.

The exhausted Sabaleta and Toure were both substituted, with Sagna and Fernando coming on!

Everyone withdrew, resolutely defending a 2-1 lead!

The formation changed to five defenders!

A bus was stationed across Manchester City’s goal.

Even after Mourinho brought on Falcao and Cuadrado in succession, they were unable to shake the united front of Manchester City’s ironclad defense.

When the referee blew the final whistle of the match, Stanford Bridge truly became a library!

Only the roars of 2000 Manchester City traveling fans echoed across the sky!

Nasri, who was subbed off at halftime, casually clapped and approached to bump fists with his teammates.

Arriving beside Tang Long, Nasri instantly displayed a flower-like radiant smile~

"Tang, well done, you must be the man of the match, that interception and run left me in awe, hahaha! Keep playing in the next match, I also want to enjoy the goodies you serve up like Bony does!"

Nasri attempted to give Tang Long a hug, wanting to forge "friendship" between them with this embrace.

But Tang Long firmly pushed away his outstretched hand and then grabbed the camera from a nearby pursuing photographer, thrusting it into Nasri’s arms.

"Help me take a picture, Nasri."

Tang Long said with a smile to Nasri.

Nasri was momentarily stunned, then grinned, thinking this guy really knows how to have fun, slung the camera over his shoulder, and started filming Tang Long with serious enthusiasm.

"Alright! I’ll shoot for you, you wouldn’t believe it, I’m the best at taking photos, come on, flash a peace sign!"

Tang Long flashed a ’V’ sign to the camera, sporting a mischievous grin.

"You’re quite the talented photographer, Nasri!"