The Midfield Master

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Zeng Cheng took the goal kick, and Gao Bo competed with the opponent's defender after halftime, and the ball fell to the feet of the Japanese team player.

Xia Ze, Ai Huang and Wu Lei have all returned to the half court to participate in the team's defense.

Seeing Kagawa Shinji, Honda Keisuke, and Endo Yasuto quickly passing and cooperating in the backcourt of the Chinese team, while his side couldn't even touch the ball, Xia Ze couldn't help feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart: We and the Japanese team The gap in strength is too great.

The Japanese team's quick pass in the frontcourt quickly passed the defense of the Chinese team's midfielder and broke into the penalty area.

The fans of the Chinese team in the stands were silent, but the fans of the Japanese team were clamoring.

While Duan Xuan was yelling about danger, he also heard his Japanese colleagues next to him describe the situation on the field with excited words.

Shinji Kagawa passed the ball into the penalty area, and Shinji Okazaki turned around and shot the goal. Fortunately, he didn't use his strength and was hugged tightly by Zeng Cheng.

"Zeng Cheng, here!" Xia Ze beckoned to Zeng Cheng from outside the 30-yard area.

After Zeng Cheng got up from the ground, he quickly threw the ball to Xia Ze's feet.

After Xia Ze took the ball, Yasuhito Endo, the opponent's midfielder, immediately shoveled over. Xia Ze had observed the situation behind him before catching the ball, so after turning around, he immediately flicked to the right and jumped with both feet. Avoid Yasuhito Endo's sliding tackle.

Xia Ze quickly dribbled the ball forward and led the Chinese team's counterattack.

"It's finally time for us to attack!" Xia Ze raised his head and looked at the situation on the field, with great ambition burning in his heart.

He saw Ai Huang on the right and quickly ran out of the open space before Nagatomo Yudo had time to return to the defense, so he put the ball under Ai Huang's feet without hesitation, and he quickly moved forward to respond.

"This is my chance to perform!" After Ai Huang took the ball, facing the opponent's defender, he was also eager to perform.

But he was only focused on making fake moves to break through the guard in front of him, but he didn't expect a blue figure behind him to quickly approach him. Caught off guard, his ball was stolen!

When Xia Ze got the ball and counterattacked, Nagatomo quickly returned to the defense, and even grabbed the ball from Ai Huang's feet. After he got the ball, he immediately passed it to the organizational midfielder Endo Yasuhito.

Because of the counterattack, the Chinese team

The defenders and midfielders have all pressed out, and the three forwards, including the midfielder Xia Ze, are all in the opponent's half.

At this time, the ball was cut off, and the Chinese team showed a huge gap in the backcourt. Yasuhito Endo passed the ball to Shinji Kagawa who retreated to take the ball. Keisuke Honda.

Keisuke Honda faced Zhang Wei directly, and there were players from the Japanese team on both flanks, restraining the Chinese team's defender.

Zhang Wei nervously looked at the tall and thin player with dyed blond hair in front of him, knowing that the Japanese midfielder had excellent personal ability, so he didn't dare to neglect him at all.

Keisuke Honda made two fake moves in front of the penalty area, and then flicked his left foot, trying to shake the space and shoot.

Zhang Wei, who was highly focused, naturally saw the subtle fake move of the opponent, but when he was about to stretch out his foot to intercept it, he found that the muscles of his right foot were tense, and he almost didn't listen to his brain.

He barely stretched out his foot to intercept, but failed to block Keisuke Honda's shooting space, watching the opponent draw the bow and shoot!

"It's dangerous..." Zhang Wei felt his heart sinking rapidly.

"Honda Keisuke! It's dangerous!" Duan Xuan's concerned voice sounded in the commentary booth, which was in stark contrast to the excited commentary of his Japanese colleagues beside him.

Zhang Wei's muscles were tense due to too much pressure in his heart, so he couldn't stretch his legs farther to intercept Keisuke Honda's shot.

Zeng Cheng was in front of the door, watching Keisuke Honda swing his legs, his nerves were tense, and he was ready to fall to the ground at any time to save him.

boom! ! !

Keisuke Honda's left foot is his dominant foot. He swayed the space on the penalty area line and hit a heavy shot with his left foot. The ball was half attached to the ground and flew towards the lower left corner of the goal.

The moment Zeng Cheng shot the goal, he immediately fell to the ground, threw himself to his right side, and stretched his right hand as far as possible.

But the ball bounced off the ground the moment it reached the goal, and bypassed his hand.

"Oops!" Zeng Cheng turned his head helplessly, watching the ball go into the net.

"Oh, the goal has been scored. This shot is too tricky. Zeng Cheng can't help it." Duan Xuan sighed and sat on the back of the chair helplessly.

The Japanese counterpart next to him was shouting in a higher decibel voice, almost roaring. The sound reached his ears, and it was extremely ear-piercing.

The more than 30,000 Chinese fans in the stands were silent, watching Keisuke Honda and his Japanese teammates celebrating unscrupulously in silence, and the cheers of less than 10,000 Japanese fans coming from the side, I felt uncomfortable.

On the coach's bench, Lippi raised his hands and looked at the team's conceded goal with a dark face, while the Japanese coach Zaccheroni and his coaching team not far away celebrated passionately.

"How could he shoot so easily!" Zeng Cheng yelled at Zhang Wei and Mei Fang angrily after getting up from the ground.

Indeed, letting the opponent's threat figure easily kick in front of the penalty area is equivalent to exposing the gate to the opponent's gunfire.

Zhang Wei sat on the ground dejectedly, unable to get up for a long time. The responsibility for the goal just now was indeed on him.

"David, get up!" Xia Ze walked over and helped Zhang Wei up.

"Ozawa, I'm sorry, I've dragged everyone down." Zhang Wei said guiltily.

"Don't worry, I'll help you get it back!" Xia Ze looked at Zhang Wei and assured him firmly.

Zhang Wei raised his head, seeing Xia Ze's resolute expression, his heart was shocked, and then he put away all the chaotic thoughts in his head and concentrated on the game.

"Everyone look up, it's okay to lose a goal, we can recover it!" Captain Zheng Zhi encouraged his teammates in the backcourt.

The players of the Chinese team were suppressed by the Japanese team for more than ten minutes after the opening. Until the Japanese team scored a goal, they were not able to create even a single chance to shoot.

Although Zheng Zhi has been encouraging everyone, they all seem a little discouraged. The cooperation between the players of the Japanese team was so tacit that they had almost no way to steal the ball.

Seeing everyone's dejected looks, Xia Ze couldn't help shaking his head in his heart, but then he looked at the opponent's penalty area with firm eyes. He wanted to use his own actions to tell his teammates that the Japanese team is not invincible!

The game restarted. After losing the ball, although the Chinese team wanted to organize a counterattack, they tried their best to equalize the score.

The helpless pressure on the players is too great. Except for Xia Ze who can play normally in the frontcourt, other players make serious mistakes in passing and receiving. c