When even Zheng Zhi began to concentrate on organizing defense in the backcourt, Leverkusen's ball possession rate increased by 4% again. When he led by one goal, Zheng Zhi did not agree with Waller's tactics, but when he led by two goals, he had no idea. He focused on the backcourt command and Emerson managed Leverkusen's midfield and backcourt in an orderly manner.

Even Bretner hadn't seen him before, and he was shocked.

“It’s so scary,”

“I’ve never seen a team that dominates the game.”

“77% possession rate,”

"It took 80 minutes of the game. Leverkusen has now completed 760 passes, while Dortmund has only 250 kicks. This is so terrible... I don't know what to describe it, it's not on the same level at all."

"Barbaretz has been on the ball for so long, and he has touched 7 times?"

“Bobichi is even worse, 4 times,”

"Oh my God, what kind of game is this? Does the A-level team play in Class C?"

"I dare not act."

"You know, this is missing the possession rate of Barack and Ronaldinho on the court."

"Leverkusen who doesn't attack is even more terrifying. He makes his opponent completely unable to start!"

"I wonder if the number of passes can exceed 1,000? I have never seen a team with a possession rate of more than 1,000."

“Waller made another adjustment,”

"Ribary got off, but it was Link who came up."

"This may be a last resort, because Waller really has no players to change."

Time passed by minute by minute, and the Dortmund players on the field seemed to be separated by a dream. I really don’t know what game I played today.

Without touching the ball for a few times, I kept following the rhythm of Leverkusen throughout the game.

The ambitions before the opening were long gone, and only captain Lehman was still shouting loudly in the backcourt.

But, I'm really powerless.

If you yell, you can solve the problem, and you won’t have to play the game.

Klaus off the field licked his dry mouth, his eyes blurred. He couldn't figure out what was going on.

Nothing was not following his command.

Perhaps, since Rickon's fate ended, Dortmund had lost all his confidence?

2:0, Leverkusen killed Dortmund 2:0.

"Ah, the passes are really over 1,000!"

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Chapter completed!