How fast is five seconds?

Many people read a chapter of 2,000 words, and I am afraid it will only take three seconds.

Just a dozen taps of your finger on the phone screen, or a mouse from the top to the bottom, and five seconds have slipped through your fingers.

That's the time...... And what can I do?

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The first second.

Ronshit picks up speed in front of Cavani.

The Uruguayan striker wanted to use his strong body to stop him, but he didn't expect his opponent to pick up speed at this moment, react a step slower, and Ronshit had already run diagonally out of his defensive zone, so Cavani stopped chasing him, after all, he is only a striker.

Like him, there was Ravitch, the Argentine winger looked at the flying Ronshette, tried to lift his legs, which were already like lead, and decisively gave up the pursuit.

With Edinson Cavani, Ravic and Hamsik on the other flank, Ronjut has left Napoli's attacking trident behind, leaving only seven players in front of him.

However, Napoli manager Mazzari was not too nervous.

As the head coach of a team, he knows very well that you can't count on forwards when it comes to defense, especially when these strikers are big names in the team, and you can't count on them......

After all, not every striker is Torres, can drop back from the front to the back position, and can do their best, the vast majority of strikers defend in a pretentious show, and if the first attempt at interception fails, they tend to give up immediately.

The ones who are really responsible for all the dirty work ultimately have to rely on the midfielders and defenders.

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The second second.

The first barrier in front of Ronjut was Napoli's two defenders, also from Switzerland: Inle and Zemajli.

Both of them had a big head with a shiny head, and their eyebrows were full of fierce murderous aura, which looked very consistent with the Napoli temperament of the ramps.

From their performances over the years, we can understand their type more directly:

In the four seasons since he landed in Serie A, Inler has received a total of 26 red and yellow cards, an average of 6.5 cards a season, and his partner is even more terrifying: the brother of Maria Ozawa won an astonishing record of 9 yellows and 2 reds last season!

The two iron gates of Naples rushed towards Longshut with such a fierce momentum!

They formed a circle from two directions, one left and one right, and they also fully estimated the speed of their opponents, and they could complete the closing before Long Shute passed!

Their eyes blinked in unison, as their target suddenly shifted its weight down, and then glanced at the passage between the two iron gates.

It was a posture ready to speed up and break through, although the range of movement was not large, but how could it be possible to escape from the experienced them?

There is no need for verbal communication, the two Swiss national team partners chose to speed up the closing at the same time, they both know that Bayern's No. 8 has extraordinary speed that ordinary people can't match, so they don't dare to relax at this point!

But they are still a step slower!

"Whoosh!"

The black-and-white soccer ball flew straight through the gap between the two!

What about people?

Inle and Zemaeli rushed to find their target, but forgot to slow down the pace of closing each other's doors.

"Bang!"

The two Swiss teammates collided violently at this moment, but they saw the red figure from the corner of their eye!

"The ball is divided!"

Duan Yixuan, who was thousands of miles away, couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

Long Shute used his sinking center of gravity to lure them into speeding up, and kicked the ball out of between the two of them, creating the illusion that he was ready to force a breakthrough, but he protruded diagonally from where Inle was originally located!

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The third second.

Ronshette had already gotten past the Swiss duo who had fallen to the ground cuddle together and caught the ball on the right side of the Napoli penalty area.

He burst in from the touchline of the penalty area and confronted Napoli's left wing-back Maggio near the baseline.

He slowed down and kept the ball at his feet.

Compared to the speed at which the tiger was descending the mountain just now, he was close to standing still now.

Duan Yixuan's heart couldn't help but sink:

"Ronshit was forced into a corner, and in front of him was the entire Napoli defence......"

Long Shut is no longer the fledgling hairy kid he was two years ago, he was named last season's best player by UEFA, and the whole world football knows him and knows him.

Explosiveness and sprint speed are his sharp weapons on the green field, and with enough space, this green fast horse can even run at the top of the competition for the championship in athletics!

But...... He stopped now.

What is the power of a near-stationary dragon?

He is not Ronaldo, Messi, Cruyff, and not the omnipotent Maradona!

What can he do?

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When they saw Ronshit being forced to the edge of the penalty area by his teammates, central defender Aronica leaned in on them as soon as possible, and the other two defenders stepped in to the left.

They didn't have to worry about attacking from the right at all, as Ribery and Muller were really standing near the halfway line and had no intention of outflanking them.

Goalkeeper De Sanctis not only kept the ball close to the goal, but even had the energy to direct right-back Campagnaro to stand under the far post to prevent Ronjute from taking a volley by surprise.

The Napoli backline made all imaginable arrangements in the space of a second:

Two people stepped forward to intercept, one stayed behind to fill the leak, the goalkeeper blocked the near goal, and one person was left at the far goalpost, and their city gate seemed to be impregnable!

Come on!

Bub!

Aren't you arrogant?

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Fourth second.

Ronshette's right foot flicked the ball out, and he seemed to want to keep going down.

Both Maggio and the goalkeeper couldn't help but smile:

Bayern have no one in the middle at all, so what's the use of you continuing to go down?

Although your mentor is Van Basten, who once staged a zero-angle shot, it is not the usual way to shoot after all.

Since you have chosen to fight alone, then going down the side is definitely the stupidest way to break through!

So Maggio and his teammates didn't make any moves at all.

Because they had already predicted the next move of the young man in front of them.

Sure enough, Long Shute buckled the football back again, and then flicked it inward, his eyes quickly swept towards the ribs of the penalty area.

He's still going to cut in!

Cutting inside is the only option!

Maggio and Aronica took a step out at the same time, they wanted to slam this guy who tried to challenge all of Naples with his own strength to slam into an iron wall!

Hit his head and bleed! From now on, I will never dare to be as rampant as before!

"Shhh

Instead of hearing the imaginary crash or the pain of being impacted, Macho and his teammates only heard thousands of people in the stands behind them gasp at the same time!

"Shhh

The Italian and German commentators, who were broadcasting live, took a breath at the same time.

Duan Yixuan and Tao Wei, who were thousands of miles away, also opened their mouths wide at the same time.

They saw enough of a scene to leave everyone stunned!

The instep of the right foot of the dragon...... Bounced the soccer ball that was rolling to the left to the right of you!

Less than two meters to his right...... That's the bottom line!

At this moment, his right foot seemed to be equipped with a super elastic rubber band, full of infinite magic!

He stomped hard with his feet, and the force of force pushed him along his legs to the baseline.

Lonshit caught up with the football on the baseline!

Most of the football has rushed out of the bottom line, but it was stopped by Long Shute with his explosive power!

For the first time in the 2011/12 Champions League, a baseline referee was introduced, and Lonshit chose to break through this side...... It is at the bottom line of the referee's eyelids!

He pushed the ball along the baseline and accelerated into it!

Maggio and Aronica were completely deceived by him!

"Cow, cow tail!"

Duan Yixuan only spit out four words, as if someone had choked his neck, and became an audience like a clay sculpture.

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Fifth second.

Before the Napoli fans who were gasping in the stands could keep their mouths shut, Ronshette had already burst into the six-yard box.

The last defender, Fedleev, lunged at him like crazy, and he wanted to use his strong body to knock the little guy who was rampage in his own penalty area out of bounds!

Goalkeeper De Sanctis chose to attack desperately, this is in the penalty area, it is his turf!

How can you allow others to come in and out without any scruples?!

Defender Fedleev, who came off the bench in the second half, was a step ahead after all, and he was closer to success than the goalkeeper.

His outstretched toe was only ten centimeters away from the football, but a red shoe pushed the ball away.

Then there was a sudden chill between Fedleff's legs.

This cool air rushed directly to his brain along his tail vertebrae, making his whole body feel as if he was frozen in ice!

The ball is followed by the tail of the ox, and after the tail of the ox...... It's a crotch piercing!

The only thing Fedleff could do was twist his head slightly.

The last image he saw was a fiery red flame flashing past the goalkeeper on all fours like a hungry dog, and then gently stabbed the ball into the Napoli goal.

The flames of Natu finally stopped.

The guy who single-handedly destroyed the whole of Napoli didn't pound his chest and roar wildly, didn't run along the pitch for 500 meters and then came to his knees for 30 meters, and didn't take off his shirt and jump into the stands to provoke the home fans.

Standing right in front of the door, he opened his arms and looked up at the sky, as if embracing the whole world.

The huge white No. 8 in the back shone throughout the stadium.

In this moment, he is the center of this world.

In the main stand in Naples, there was a wind flowing slowly in the air.

A portrait of Maradona was blown into the air by the Italian evening breeze and floated alone over the St. Paul's Stadium.

This portrait flying up and down seems to be the best background for Longshute.

Long Shute couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the polo king, who was full of curly hair, a distressed face, and seemed to be sulking.

Your time is long gone.

I'm not Dragonclair, nor Dragonlack, Dragonrad, or Dragonpad, nor will I be Dragonladona.

One day, I, Long Ritian, will really trample you under your feet with my own strength!

Leave everyone speechless!