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Chapter 261 The King of the Ball is Furious!(1/2)

"Wurei,"

"Hehe, Wu Lei finally scored a goal. After missing the penalty kick just now, he still received an assist from Luo Wu to complete the goal, which can be regarded as making up for the regret."

"It would be unreasonable if he couldn't score a goal in this level of competition. This goal will help him regain his confidence. His single-handed shooting skills you mentioned just now have indeed improved. In the past,

I always shoot at the goalkeeper. I like to shoot half-high balls with a very low success rate. I became smarter today."

"But I think the Chinese team should be able to blossom more and not just be fixed on Luo Wu."

"For example, Gao Lin, Wu Xi, Chi China and others should also look for scoring opportunities. According to the current playing style, I think offensive players like Wei Shihao should be replaced in the second half."

"You can't keep it anyway, right, hehe."

"Yes, I agree." Zhan Jun agreed. "Otherwise it would be a waste of Luo Wu's pass. The game can be more open."

"I just don't know how many defenders will be missing..."

4:2.

There was not much time left in the first half, and it was already the 42nd minute.

Even with added time, it shouldn't be long, probably about 7 minutes.

But the Kyrgyz players did not give up.

The head coach even asked one of the defenders to move up.

Tago became a defensive midfielder.

They switched to a back three.

Adding a midfielder is to continue to put pressure on the Chinese team's midfield and backcourt.

No regrets, no shame.

It’s not a big deal if you lose the game in the end, but you must strive for goals.

Because we have to compete with the Philippines in the second round, as long as we can win the Philippines, we may be able to get the best third place among the six groups.

The third place can also advance to the Asian Cup knockout rounds...

So now I don’t see them downcast but full of energy!

The Chinese team tightened its defense, which allowed Kyrgyzstan to easily advance to the front of the penalty area.

Just when the Chinese team players thought they were going to split sides to complete the cross again, this time they did not go wide, but forced a breakthrough in the middle.

After taking the ball, Valery and Tago made a wall-hitting match, and then forced the ball into the penalty area!

Chi Zhongguo, who was following him, tried to push the ball away from Valery's feet, but Valery moved too fast and quickly kicked his right foot to the left. He was like a weak willow branch and missed Wu Xi.

!

The defense in the middle was already dense, but Valery still dribbled the ball in, obviously looking for a penalty kick.

In the end, he was caught between Wu Xi and Jin Jingdao, and was unable to move forward.

But Valery fell on the turf at this moment...

"Ah this..."

"Isn't this too fake?"

"Obviously it was him who hit him with the ball and fell down. Wasn't it the Chinese team's foul?"

"I suggest him to study "The Actor's Self-cultivation" produced by La Masia!"

Although the referee was only an Asian-level referee, he did not blow the whistle. He only raised his hand to signal him to get up quickly, otherwise he would be given a yellow card.

Wu Xi ignored him and quickly handed this to Liu Yang on the left.

Gao Lin waved in front, and Liu Yang finally saw him and sent a long pass.

Kyrgyzstan's defense line became empty again. Gao Lin firmly blocked his position and occupied a favorable position. He singled out one man and one in the middle without any problems. Before the ball hit the ground, he directly pushed it with the arch of his foot.

Returned to Wu Lei!

Wu Lei also passed the ball and passed it to Jin Jingdao.

But Jin Jingdao's handling of the ball was very rough. He stopped, stepped, looked, and moved...

The time it took was too slow, and Tago pushed him down from behind like a bulldozer.

"Ouch, what was Jin Jingdao thinking? It took him so long to handle the ball."

"What's there to think about with this ball? Can't it just go to the left?"

"I can't figure it out."

"Then what can you do? This is already one of the best players in China..."

Zhan Jun spread his hands, unable to complain.

If it weren't for Luo Wu in the Chinese team, he wouldn't be broadcasting live. Wouldn't it be nice to broadcast European games?

You have to watch a bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals playing football...

The Kyrgyzstan player stole the ball, and Tago kicked it through!

There were more openings this time, and the ball was very fast. Even though Wu Xi was standing near the ball, the ball had already rolled over as soon as he stretched out his foot!

Feng Xiaoting, who was standing behind him, was swayed by his left foot and was also half a beat too slow to react. As a result, the ball was passed to Kyrgyzstan forward Lukes!

Rooks barely made any adjustments. He supported his body with his left foot and then swung the ball with his right foot.

Ground ball, the ball speed is very fast, this ball is aimed at the lower left corner of the goal, the angle is quite tricky.

Although Yan Junling reacted very quickly, lying flat on the turf and fully extending his arms, he still failed to touch the ball.

The moment the ball rolled into the goal, it wasn't just the stadium that went crazy.

Non-Chinese fans around the world went crazy.

Fans in Kyrgyzstan, the Philippines, South Korea, England, and even Argentina, who are hostile to the Chinese team or Luo Wu, are all raising their arms and shouting at this moment.

They just want the Chinese team to lose, they just hope that Luo Wu cannot lead the Chinese team to win the game, and they hope that Luo Wu loses to Son Heung-min!

And now that Kyrgyzstan has tied the score to 3:4, they naturally have renewed hope.

This is similar to what happened when Luo Wu played for Arsenal in England...

3:4!

"I really hate that iron cannot become steel. It's like this again and again. What on earth did these guys in the middle and backcourt play!"

"I really can't stand it anymore!"

The occupying army started to curse.

But Zhang Lu, who had always been optimistic, stopped talking. He looked glum and had an extremely scary expression on his face.

Even though the score is one goal ahead, everyone is already furious.

The dissatisfied voices of the Chinese fans in the stands echoed throughout the venue.

The names of several players on the field appeared in their diatribe...

This game was so ridiculous. We were clearly ahead, but we still got scolded?

Maybe it’s just the Chinese team.

All these guys on the court drooped their heads and never dared to raise their heads again.

This conceding of the ball is so unjustifiable, conceding the ball over and over again, no matter how thick-skinned I am, I can’t handle it.

Even Luo Wu was speechless. His defensive ability was almost 0. He really couldn't count on it at all!

He was angry, really angry.

Originally, he didn't care. He felt that even if his defense was poor, it wouldn't be too bad, right?

The results really have no bottom line.

Angry, he stared at the goal directly in front of him, never having such a strong desire to attack in his heart.

The more shit his teammates are, the more he has to prove that he can take this shit away!

beep,

The whistle sounded again and Gao Lin kicked the ball to him.

This time Luo Wu did not take his time, but immediately started to accelerate and dribble!

He turned his anger into motivation and instantly dribbled the ball close to two Kyrgyzstan players.

Before the opponent was ready to defend, he immediately cut a fried meatball into the middle of them, and then used the cross-threading skill like a thinning word. He made an emergency stop and pulled the ball with his heel. The ball obediently passed from

One of the players got under his crotch, and Luo Wu quickly went around to the other side!

All these dazzling movements were so sudden and so pleasing to the eye that everyone instantly forgot their unhappiness and burst into crazy cheers.

"Niubi!"

"Niubi!"
To be continued...
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