Iron Man on the pitch

Ronaldo received the ball with his back and kicked it back to Li Ling, and was then knocked to the ground by Gilberto Silva.

Li Ling got the ball and just used a cross-slide to avoid Baptista, but even the ball was tackled by Felipe Melo.

The referee blew the whistle.

The players of Portugal surrounded and confronted the players of Brazil.

As the captain on the field, Ronaldo quickly found the referee to protest. He kept waving his hands, saying that such a bad foul should be sent off with a red card.

However, the referee also felt that Felipe Melo's approach was a bit too much, so he walked over and gave him a yellow gem God of War card to calm down.

Seeing the referee paying out the cards, the Brazilian players gave up the dispute, but the Portuguese players still refused to give in and wanted a red card. After repeated warnings from the referee, he finally dispersed in disappointment.

The free kick was in Portugal's halftime, and all the Portuguese players pressed forward.

Li Ling slowly walked forward, and Ronaldo leaned over and said, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, he didn't kick me that moment." Li Ling looked relaxed.

Ronaldo gritted his teeth and said, "That's good. I'll give him a ruthless one when I find the opportunity later."

"Brother, there is no need." Li Ling hurriedly grabbed Ronaldo, "Although the referee was a little loose at the beginning, he can play cards normally now. We can't make a mistake with them."

"The Brazilian team performed so strangely in the second half. Before we could fight, they started to fall. Now this kind of rough foul is what they should be in."

Li Ling thought for a while: "I guess that old boy Deng Jia is the same as we think, and is planning to use the method of angering you and me to reduce our staff."

Ronaldo suddenly realized: "I said it! Fortunately, we did psychological construction during the intermission, otherwise I would have really started to do it."

As he said that, Ronaldo lifted up his jersey and showed Li Ling his eight-pack abs with light red scratches.

"Hiss!" Li Ling took a deep breath, "It seems that we are so stupid that we are incomparable to the old silver coins of the Brazilian team."

Li Ling didn't even notice when Ronaldo got a set of Nine Yin White Bone Claws.

"Well," Ronaldo nodded, "they just put the shovel to you, and I feel too kind."

However, Li Ling was not ready to give up his initial plan: "Fortunately, they couldn't hold back anymore. That Philippe Melo, I feel that he will explode after teasing him for a while."

Ronaldo deeply felt the same: "I think so, but be careful and don't attack him, we can't afford to lose."

"Okay, I remember."

Ricardo Carvalho kicked the football forward with big feet.

Li Ling jumped up and competed with Hu An for the top.

The football was pushed to Nani's feet, and Nani pretended to dribble the ball horizontally, then a fried croquette shook Bastos away and drove the ball forward along the side.

But then he found that Felipe Melo rushed towards him with a fierce look, posing as if he wanted to swallow himself alive.

Nani was timid and quickly passed the football to Raul Mereles who was in the forward.

"Boy, be careful. With me here, you can't get through!" Felipe Melo patted Nani's chest very arrogantly, and then quickly turned around to assist in defense.

"This guy is so arrogant with a yellow card." Li Ling was puzzled, but immediately realized that Felipe Melo relied on his strong style of play to enhance his defensive power. Such players are very common on the court. .

It is their shortcoming to be easy to eat cards. Who can’t make it difficult for them to use off-board attractions? Similar players are Pepe, but after he has achieved great skills in his later career, he has taken much less cards than in the early and mid-career periods.

However, Philippe Melo's current level is not enough. If he dares to continue to be so arrogant, Li Ling feels that it is not too long to keep him going.

Lucio made a long pass behind him and went to find Nealma on the front line. The football was headed by Bruno Alves.

Coentrane broke through the sideline and the football was shoveled out of the sideline by Maikong.

Daniel Alves shot a long shot and the football rushed into the stands.

Ronaldo and Li Ling cooperated against the wall and also responded to a long shot, and the football was slightly higher than the crossbar.

When the game came to the 75th minute, the opportunity Li Ling was looking for finally came.

The Portuguese team intercepted the ball in the backcourt and launched a quick counterattack. As a key node in the offense and defense conversion, Li Ling leaned on Felipe Melo and took the ball with his back.

Li Ling stepped on the football with his left foot, pushed the football a little further, stuck it with his body, and pushed it back to prevent Felipe Melo from stretching out his foot from behind and destroying the football.

Li Ling felt the touch from his back. Felipe Melo must have been knocked away by himself. At the same time, he looked down and found that Felipe Melo wanted to go to football.But it's a bit of foot.

"This guy is really anxious. He wouldn't have made such haste before."

Suddenly, Li Ling's body suddenly tilted to the right, making a move to turn around.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of half turning around, Li Ling saw Felipe Melo's steps clearly and found that his pace was a little scattered. It seems that he was hit by himself before and wanted to keep up with his own pace, which made Felipe Melo's center of gravity unstable.

Li Ling grabbed the gap in Felipe Melo's footsteps, raised his legs and knocked it with his heel, and the football passed between Felipe Melo's legs.

Then, with his powerful core strength, Li Ling turned his body to the left and wiped it from the gap exposed by Philippe Melo.

However, Li Ling was careful. When he turned around, he looked at Felipe Melo, and then saw his hideous expression with fierce eyes.

Li Ling thought it was not good and jumped quickly, but at this time, the sting of shoe nails rubbing against the flesh was already heard on his calf, and at the same time, the touch of football shoes appeared on his back.

"Ah!" Li Ling fell to the ground from the air, covering her calves and rolling constantly, beads of sweat as big as beans rolling down her forehead.

The stadium was in full swing, and the Portuguese players quickly surrounded him.

Joao Moutinho grabbed Felipe Melo's jersey and tried to pull him off the ground, but he couldn't pull it because of his weak strength. Miguel Veroso rushed over and helped Joao Moutinho pull up Felipe Melo, then raised his fist.

Fortunately, Raul Mereles grabbed him.

Brazilian players rushed over and separated Philippe Melo and Portugal players.

The referee finally arrived, raised the red card and sent Felipe Melo out of the court. However, facing the angry Portuguese player, the referee only gave a verbal warning and then asked the Portuguese team doctor to take Li Ling down for treatment.

"Oh my god! Damn Felipe Melo, he actually tackled from behind with scissors. This must be a red card! Alfonso Pereira's mouth was pissed.

"Let's wait for the team doctor's diagnosis." Juan Silva was worried.