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The knockout rounds of the World Cup are very cruel and determine the outcome in a single game.

In other words, when the score is behind, yellow cards are not important, red cards are not important, injuries are not important, and physical fitness is not important. As long as we can win the game, everything is meaningful.

Soon, the Argentine players celebrated the end. Scolari, who advocates "pragmatic" football, also gave instructions to the players. When the game restarted, Chen Mo obviously found that the situation had changed!

In the 21st minute of the game, Portugal's left midfielder Maniche's through ball was intercepted by Di Maria. Without hesitation, Di Maria immediately knocked the ball back to Chen Mo in the face of Ronaldo's pressing.

Looking at the ball rolling towards the right front, Chen Mo subconsciously moved his body to get stuck in the path of Paoletta, trying to protect the ball first. But in the next second, there was a sudden sound of wind behind him!

"What the hell! What is this guy doing!"

In the peripheral vision of his left eye, Pauletta was rushing toward him from the side and behind like a high-speed train!

"This posture is definitely not meant to steal the ball!"

Who doesn’t have a sense of precaution when playing in the Premier League?

Wouldn't it be nice if Silly Baitian had been shoveled out of retirement by Keane?

In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo immediately pulled the ball back with his right foot and made a semicircle, which was a Marseille spin to the right. In the next second, Pauleta, who had bright spikes, slid past him!

"What is Paoletta doing?!"

Looking at Chen Mo's ankle movements, thoughts flashed in his mind. Carvalho immediately shifted his focus back to his right leg. As expected, Chen Mo's ankle changed the moment his right foot touched the ball. Carvalho was delighted!

How could you not study your World Cup opponents in detail?!

The words were ugly, and the fourth official frowned: "Please pay attention to your words, Mr. Scolari, if this was not the World Cup stage, you would have been in the stands. If you have any objections to the penalty, you can go to FIFA after the game."

Appeal. Well, this is my last warning."

"Cycling again?! No! This action is!"

Although Chen Mo is famous internationally and has many honors, he is only 19 years old, and this year's team failed to reach the quarterfinals of the Champions League in May!

At the beginning, their coaching staff established Chen Mo as the absolute core, but they endured a lot of pressure from public opinion!

The big stone in my heart fell!

"He still had to change his direction towards me! I guessed it!"

In the first twenty minutes or so, Argentina's ball possession rate had to be at least about 70%. Argentina was organizing the offense most of the time. How could he dare to switch to an attacker in this case?

If you don’t have the ball, you can’t attack, and it will be easier to penetrate. Now we can only wait until the Argentine players’ physical fitness declines and the ball possession rate drops, and then we can start to counterattack.”

"Yes! Oh! Chen Mo's celebration! Oh my god, I hope he doesn't take the card."

"The wind of ninety thousand miles is rising. The wind stopped, and the boat blew away three mountains! The terrifying seventy-meter run! Let us congratulate Chen Mo! He helped Argentina expand the score in the 21st minute of the game! This is already his first game.

His second goal is also his third goal in this World Cup! According to the momentum that Argentina is showing now, according to the competitive state that Chen Mo is showing now, as long as this number of goals is increased, there is a complete chance.

Go compete for the World Cup Golden Boot!”

Two goals behind, Scolari went berserk, pointed at Maniche, who was being carried off the field by the team doctor, turned to the fourth official and gave him a slap in the face.

"Hey! Hey! Mr. Chen Mo is too strong, Smecta! Come on, Smecta!"

Seeing Maniche's left shoe light up, Chen Mo's anger welled up in his chest, and his pupils shrank instantly. Amidst the exclamations of the fans in the audience, he suddenly swung his arms and kicked the ground, speeding up again!

"???"

The fourth official's eyes were already a bit dangerous. Scolari suddenly regained his consciousness and returned to the bench, looking as if he was a scapegoat.

The commentator was so excited that his voice broke, and the Argentinian fans cheered!

"Don't even think about it!"

"Being two goals behind, Mr. Scolari must be very troubled now."

"He prefers to let his teammates finish!"

"I'll go hello! Okay!"

Looking at the ball rolling away from his left foot, looking at Chen Mo who had already burst in front of him and got stuck, Carvalho looked shocked as he chased back sideways!

Squatting slightly and retreating, his eyes were fixed on Chen Mo's feet. At this moment, Chen Mo stretched out the instep of his right foot to touch the ball!

But, it's all worth it!

Chen Mo did not disappoint them!

"He fouled the ball first, so the goal is invalid!!!"

The turf lifted up, and in the dull eyes of Chasing Deco, Chen Mo, who was already rushing forward at a high speed, burst out with a second burst of speed, and the turf on the ground was even plowed into four deep ditches!

"Oh my God! Aimar was swept down! This is a move above yellow!!!"

Even if Chen Mo is given a yellow card, it won't change the situation!

Chen Mo's physical fitness is very explosive, but he plays football with his brain and his style of play is very clean. In nearly 100 games in two seasons at Arsenal, he received a total of three yellow cards. Moreover, even if Chen Mo had a mental disorder and was turned into a red from two yellow cards

After a penalty, they were still two goals behind!

Amidst the bursts of exclamations, including outside the stadium and in communities around the world, all the cars were awakened by the noise, and they were screaming wildly!

Deke was happy in his heart, but the corners of his mouth were already stiff before he even raised them!

All members of the coaching staff breathed a sigh of relief!

"What?!"

"Crotched! Deco is crotched!"

"Don't worry so much, Chen Mo is going to review the defense line!"

With just two steps on the ground, Carvalho found that the outsider Chen Mo had already separated himself from him. Looking at the No. 24 Argentina jersey blowing in the wind, he fell to the ground in desperation and put down a shovel to block the shot.

angle!

"Points?! Point a hair!"

Amid the roars of the commentator and the exclamations of the Argentinian fans, Chen Mo at the top of the arc sent the ball directly to the right side of the Portuguese penalty area with a through ball!

On the Argentina bench, the silver-haired old man Pekerman was chatting like a teenager. He raised his hands in the air and celebrated wildly with the coaching staff, roaring like crazy!

"You will be the Maradona of our new generation!!!"

Maniche chased diagonally from the right midfield, and Chen Mo advanced from the center!

So focusing on the left leg is just a trap to guide Chen Mo to change direction!

"Stop it!"

The commentator screams!

And even though he scored two goals in this game, he actually gave up part of the offensive ball when he went to the backcourt.

As Chen Mo's eyes gradually widened, Aimar, who had his back to the Portuguese goal, tapped his right foot against the rolling ball, but as soon as the ball came out, he was hit in the ankle and fell to the ground!

"Oh shit!"

"His shoveling was too reckless! Chen Mo got another one-on-one opportunity with Deco!"

The memory of Ronaldinho's oxtail during training came to mind!

Chen Mo dribbled the ball too fast. In the flash of lightning, Deco had no time to think. He could only subconsciously feel his waist and abdomen exert force to bend to the right, move his right shoulder to the right, and at the same time lunge and turn sideways. The next second,

Sure enough, when Chen Mo pushed the ball to the right, there was a change in the instep of his right foot!

Ox tail!

"Got you!"

shocked!

The commentator was also stunned for a moment, the fans in the audience were stunned for a moment, and fans all over the world were stunned for a moment!

The only sound left in the air is the sound of the camera pressing the shutter!

One second later!

Countless water bottles are falling crazily!

The most excited ones were naturally the Argentinian fans at the scene!

"Awesome! Xiaomo is great!"

In the flash of lightning, Chen Mo, who was running wildly, stretched out his right leg to pick up the ball, trying to pass the ball to the right to Messi.

Looking at Chen Mo running in front of him, Portuguese central defender Cava lowered his center of gravity slightly, but not too much. He also put his center of gravity on his left leg, ready to intercept the ball the moment Chen Mo passed the ball to Messi.

Falling behind by two goals in twenty minutes in a single knockout match!

Ignoring the referee, amidst the exclamations of the Argentinian fans in the audience, Chen Mo overturned Maniche and ran with the ball towards the top of the key!

"Glass Bobo! I can't believe it! Ah! Damn it! I didn't even go to this game!"

He never thought that Chen Mo would directly attack his left side with speed!

With a speed of 99, Chen Mo ejected directly and got stuck in front of him in one step!

"Of course, it's actually because it's too early. If the game has reached forty or fifty minutes now, it would be easier for him to make a decision. After all, there is no retreat in a single knockout match. All he needs to do is attack with all his strength. But the time is only twenty minutes now.

The Argentine players didn't use up much physical energy.

The commentator exclaimed, with all the fans watching, the first moment Chen Mo passed Pauletta, the left back Zanetti ran towards the upper right, and when he ran to the midfielder to cover, Chen Mo had already dribbled the ball and came again.

Come to Deco!

"What is Pauleta doing!"

The commentator roared with excitement, but after scoring the goal, Chen Mo did not immediately run to the stands of the Argentinian fans to celebrate with his teammates. Under the gaze of fans from all over the world, he shook his wet black hair and rushed to the stands of the Portuguese fans.

district!

Roaring angrily, he lunged and raised his hips at the same time, with his left hand in front and his right hand behind, and his hands were like guns!

Batistuta's machine gun fire!

In the background is a Portuguese fan area wearing a red shirt. A handsome man wearing a No. 24 Argentina jersey with wet black hair and elegant and flowing hair is sweeping across with a gun!

Under the gaze of fans all over the world, Chen Mo swung the cow's tail with his right foot while running wildly. However, the hooked ball did not swing to the left. Instead, he used his instep to push forward to the left again, and the ball instantly passed Deco.

Lunging sideways, he passed under the crotch and found Aimar who had already penetrated behind Deco!

Before the game, he knew that Chen Mo had the ability to observe the contraction of his opponent's muscles to adjust his own movements!

"Oh my god! Did Chen Mo make a mistake when he touched the ball?!"

But he didn't realize that the moment he put his weight on his left leg, causing his left calf muscles to become tighter than his right calf muscles, Chen Mo's eyes flashed!

"You want to prevent me from passing the ball?!"

From the corner of his left eye, he caught sight of Carvalho, who was on the ground with a shovel. From the top half arc of the penalty area, Chen Mo, who was on the right side of the Portuguese penalty area, made an emergency stop and spiked the ball with his right foot at the same time!

In the desperate eyes of Carvalho, who was flying close to the ground, the ball passed in front of his eyes. Then, before turning around, the Argentine fans behind the goal jumped to their feet!

"Deduct Carvalho!! How to deal with this ball!! Oh! Crotch ball!!! The ball goes in! The ball goes in! Oh my God! A 70-meter run past three people from the backcourt, I

What did you just see?!!!”

"Relief? No!"

"Damn it! You want to destroy me?!"

"There are no teammates there! The ball is about to roll out of the baseline. Wait! Let me go! What speed is this???"

Seeing Aimar about to touch the ball, and thinking of Scolari's instructions just now, Scotinha, the right midfielder behind Aimar, swept directly with his right foot!

Sweep your legs!

The action was extremely fierce, but at this time Aimar's attention was entirely on Chen Mo who continued to advance without slowing down after passing the ball!

“Make the Portuguese look good!”

Maniche's screams instantly resounded throughout the stadium, and the fans and spectators on the sidelines held their heads and screamed, but the referee who was following behind did not blow the whistle, but just waved one arm forward to signal that the game should continue!

"Maniche didn't get into position at all. He stretched out his foot to challenge someone and flashed his spikes. The ball was either a fair collision or a foul on Maniche! He might get a yellow card later!

"

"Left or right?!"

"No fake moves?! Impossible!"

"Aimar, the left midfielder, moved forward to get the ball! Argentina's attack is coming again!"

Amid the roaring roars of the Portuguese and Argentinian fans, Chen Mo did not run away with his head in his arms. Instead, he straightened his chest and spread his arms, with a confident smile on his lips, and let the water bottle fall in front of him!

"Damn! He's too fast!"

Seeing the ball rolling toward the top of the arc, Portugal's left midfielder Maniche gave up helping to defend Messi without saying a word, turned around and ran away!

It is indeed ox tail, but not the full version of ox tail!

Stepping outside the penalty area, the corner of his left eye caught Messi running away from Ronaldo and cutting quickly. At the same time, he once again confirmed that Crespo was being marked by his teammates on the right side.

"Si Guoyi! Oh! Si Guoyi! Si Guoyi! Si Guoyi! Si Guoyi!!! Mersang is so handsome!!!"

The Argentina bench was happy, but next to it, the Portuguese bench was lifeless. All the players watched silently as Scolari ran to the fourth official and roared!

Complaint, what to complain about? As a commander, he may not know what Maniche is going to do, but it’s not bad to make Chen Mo suffer!

Scolari continued to press, but the fourth official, who was already angry at his swear words, turned away: "After the celebration, Mr. Ivanov may give Chen Mo a yellow card, but I think you still care about Scolari."

Will Codinha get a red card if he tackles Aimar from behind?"

Carvalho had just shifted his center of gravity and moved his right shoulder to the right to prevent the change of direction. The smile in his eyes instantly turned into horror!

Chen Mo's ankle position did change, but he didn't change direction. Instead, he pushed the ball directly to the right!

but!

Chen Mo's eyes widened instantly, but he knew what to do at this time!

The Aimar man was swept away. The quality of the pass was not high. Seeing the through ball being passed diagonally forward with too much advance, Chen Mo tensed his legs and kicked the ground vigorously!

Feeling uncomfortable, Scolari paced back and forth on the sidelines, and this scene was quickly broadcast by the cameras.

"What you said makes sense, but I don't think there is much point in prolonging it. Chen Mo is a physical monster who can attend every season and averages 14 kilometers per game. There is no physical problem at all.

Looking at Chen Mo running towards him from behind, a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes!

Amidst the exclamations of the commentator, he suddenly slowed down slightly, and then turned on his left shoe to step on Chen Mo's left instep when he caught the ball!

I thought that Chen Mo was going to pass the ball, and I thought that Chen Mo might use his own mentality to counterattack, or change direction while riding a bicycle to thrust his right shoulder, but!

This time, Argentinian fans are even more excited!

The huge force directly knocked Maniche to the ground!

"ah!!!"

If the other party showed off his shoe spikes, he would be crippled, so of course there is no mercy to show!

Don't slow down, keep accelerating!

His left leg pushed diagonally to the ground, and his right knee instantly lifted up. In Maniche's horrified eyes, Chen Mo's knee, which roared like an engine, hit the muscles diagonally below his outstretched thigh!

Top it!

Not only the Argentinian fans at the scene, but everyone watching the game around the world became excited!

"Awesome! Chen Mo is awesome! Wei...Viagra?! Did you fucking poop again?!"

The Argentinian fans in the stands were completely in a carnival mood, beating gongs and drums and cheering for joy!

"YES! YEEEEEEEES!!! I really didn't see the wrong person!!!"

"Kill him!!!"

"I understand your feelings, but Mr. Ivanov saw clearly, and I saw clearly that Maniche was not stuck in his position, and he showed off his spikes."

"OK! OK!!! OK, what now?! He is shooting Portuguese fans with machine guns! Shouldn't this be a ticket?!"

Meet at the corner!

Seeing Chen Mo rushing toward him like a strong wind, Deco's knees slightly bent, his center of gravity shifted downwards, his eyes fixed on the football that kept jumping forward, and the moment he adjusted his posture, a strong wind blew in his face!

Chen Mo has already rushed in front of him with the ball!

While running wildly, Maniche keenly realized that he was closer to the ball and could touch the ball one step ahead. The best way at this time was to intercept the ball or make a clearance directly, but!

"Are you all fucking blind?! People were kicked and injured, and you fucking said there was no foul play?! Don't you have eyes?!"

The sky is boiling!

"Chen Mo is still pushing forward! The referee indicates that the offense is favorable!!!"

In Maniche's dull gaze, Chen Mo took the lead and gently picked up the ball with the tip of his left foot. The next second, Maniche's outstretched left leg reached in front of him!

He sacrificed part of himself on the offensive end in exchange for the full activation of Argentina's four front midfielders. To put it simply, his threat level in the front midfielder position is three, so when he returns to the defensive midfielder position, his threat level is two.

But the total of Argentina's four midfielders will be 5,6,78, especially Messi.

Although he didn't score a goal, Chen Mo was able to find reasons to challenge Deco several times in the past 20 minutes. The first was that Chen Mo got rid of Pauleta himself, and the second was that Messi almost completely destroyed Portugal's entire right wing.

The midfielders were all pressed, and no one could help defend Chen Mo immediately.

Back to the topic, physical fitness. If one or two of Argentina's current four attacking midfielders are physically exhausted, Pekerman can completely replace Mascherano and Cambiaso, and then let Chen Mo return to the front line.

The field changed from the core of the organization to the core of the offense, and by that time, Portugal still had no way to solve the defensive problem."

"It makes sense. Let's see how Scolari makes his decision."

I slept until 11pm yesterday.

Can only pretend to be dead

Then there is another chapter in the evening.