World Cup of Great Powers

The ball went in?

Scored!

The fans were excited.

It's one thing for them to support the team to win Yin Lang, but it's another thing when they see the team actually taking the lead.

"Ouch! Did we really score a goal? Am I dreaming?"

"Coach Zeng must lead the team, so we can score the Yin Lang goal so smoothly!"

"It went in so fast, I didn't dare to read any further!"

"Come on, hold on! Don't let others overtake you like you did in the last game!"

While the fans were excited, they did not forget to shout reminders to the players.

You must know that in the last group match, the Chinese team also scored one goal first, and then was overtaken by its opponent with three goals in a row.

"Go back quickly, just a few blows will be enough!" Zeng Zheng also shouted from the sidelines.

For him, every second counts at the buzzer of this game.

Instead of wasting time celebrating goals, take advantage of this opportunity to attack more times.

"Don't be careless, use this energy to keep playing!"

"Li Tie, please give me some energy."

"If you keep showing off in the first half, I'll replace you!"

At the Rajamangala Stadium, gongs and drums were beating loudly and red flags were flying.

After seeing the Chinese team continue to attack Yin Lang, the fans continued to cheer for the players with the greatest enthusiasm.

After the kick-off, the Yinlang team's possession of the ball was quickly cut off.

"It seems that Coach Zeng's strategy is to fight against Yin Lang!" Huang Jianxiang's voice sounded.

"Hey, these players are very young. It is right to gain the lead by attacking at the beginning. Coach Zeng did this because he must have wanted to take the lead as soon as possible before the Yinlang team entered the state. Hehe...

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It has to be said that with the blessing of the offensive buff, the Yin Lang team was unable to mount a decent offensive in the opening stage.

There is a Liaoning player in every key position on the court.

Although these players are young, they have all played in international competitions and are not rookies on the court.

With the blessing of 150% ability, he is no worse than Yin Lang in confrontation.

In addition, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

The players quickly formed frontcourt pressure by virtue of their active running.

After all, Team Yin Lang is used to big scenes.

Facing the Chinese team's opening attack, a goal was "stolen" despite not reacting at first.

But then, under the command of the coach, he immediately stabilized his defense and held his position.

As a result, Zeng Zheng's offensive turned into a critical battle.

"Yin Lang is difficult to deal with!"

Zeng Zheng hugged his shoulders on the sidelines and was filled with emotion.

According to his original idea, after the Yinlang team lost the ball in the opening game, they would definitely strengthen their attack and tie the score as soon as possible.

Take advantage of the opponent's offensive gaps to improve the efficiency of offense and defense conversion, and then rely on the players' personal speed to attack Yin Lang's relatively weak defense.

Not to mention stealing one ball, stealing two or three is possible!

But the head coach of the Yinlang team not only quickly realized his chicken-stealing tactics, but also took steady and steady countermeasures.

As a result, once the Chinese team's offensive momentum is over, the game situation will inevitably fall into Yin Lang's control.

"Coach Zeng, the previous rounds of games we played have made Team Yinlang understand."

The teaching assistant suggested from the side.

"If that doesn't work, ask the team members to pull back a little, and then fight again after Yin Lang comes out?"

Faced with the teaching assistant's more pertinent suggestions, Zeng Zheng shook his head.

He can observe the players' situation on the field at any time through the panel.

The goal just made Li Jinyu and Zhang Yuheng's overall abilities drop by 5%.

Needless to say, these two bastards must have felt a little relieved after watching the goal.

So does Li Tie.

Although there was no expression or reaction on his face, Zeng Zheng thought that the sudden 10% decrease was also due to this mistake.

So while the players are still in good shape, we can't cut off the attack!

Under Zeng Zheng's urging, the young international players on the field began to speed up significantly, and increased the intensity of confrontation and fighting.

For a time, countless muscle collisions occurred in the thirty-second area in front of the Yin Lang team's goal.

Facing the veteran Yin Lang, these young people in their 20s were not shy at all and continued to increase their intensity.

Finally, in the 9th minute, another opportunity was seized.

Zhang Xiaorui was intercepted while breaking through on the right side of the frontcourt, and then formed a counterattack on the spot.

Yin Lang's players failed to distribute the ball in time, causing chaos in the area.

After the two sides exchanged possession of the ball three times in a row, Zhao Jun, who was inserted in the middle, followed up with a tackle and shoveled the ball toward the baseline.

Wang Liang, who was not far away, saw this and immediately ran forward, grabbing the ball in front of his opponent.

After quickly hitting the bottom, Wang Liang passed the ball into the penalty area without any hesitation.

Li Jinyu, who was following in the middle, jumped up with all his strength and headed the ball.

Goalkeeper Yin Lang jumped up and blocked the ball out of the baseline with one punch.

"oops!"

"Fuck!"

"This... what a pity!"

There were sounds of regret in the stands.

Even Zeng Zheng slapped his thigh directly.

He can use his tactics and pre-game arrangements to create more offensive opportunities for the team.

But whether these opportunities can be converted into goals depends on the players themselves.

"Keep attacking, don't stop!"

Zeng Zheng came to the sidelines, clapped his hands and shouted loudly.

Soon, the game lasted 15 minutes.

This is a critical point.

This means that the bonus status of the team members has disappeared, and Zeng Zheng wants to start arranging the transition from offense to defense.

But the score on the field is still 1-0.

The difference of one goal made Zeng Zheng feel unsure.

"Zhao Junzhe, please run forward and leave the rest to Li Tie!"

"Zhang Xiaorui, please be more agile with your legs and feet. Pass the ball when you need to, and shoot when you need to shoot!"

"Zhang Yuheng, it's not time for you to come back yet!"

Zeng Zheng looked at the time and the status of his players while directing the team with a slightly anxious voice.

He is not an old scholar who sticks to the rules.

When it's time to gamble, he will also take action!

Now is the time for him to gamble!

Our team has played good football for nearly 20 minutes.

The game situation may be taken over by the Yinlang team at any time.

If we don't focus on defense at this moment, it is easy for Yinlang team to score an equalizing goal.

If that were the case, this game would be difficult!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In the 21st minute, Zhang Xiaorui returned the ball from the front court.

After 20 minutes of strong attack, no matter how young the team members were, their physical strength was severely reduced.

If Zeng Zheng hadn't been giving instructions from the sidelines and the players had just taken care of themselves, a few of them might have had their stamina tanks cleared by now!

After getting the ball, Zhang Xiaorui pretended to twist to the left, then swung his left foot and instantly turned to the right, deceiving Yin Lang's defensive player who was following him.

After briefly breaking out of a small gap, Zhang Xiaorui sprinted with the ball.

After walking two steps, we arrived in front of the Huluding of the Yinlang restricted area.

There were already many defensive players surrounding him at this time.

Each of these big West Asian men was ready to tackle them with both feet.

Just when everyone thought Zhang Xiaorui was going to pass the ball, Zhang Xiaorui raised his right leg, then pushed the outside of his foot forward, and once again used an extreme jump step to take a small step forward to the right.

It was this small step that led to him stepping on the cordon of three defenders of the Yinlang team.

In the blink of an eye, two Yin Lang team members double-teamed him on the left and right, and jointly pressed forward.

Facing the opponent's encirclement, Zhang Xiaorui stepped on his feet, stepped on his toes, and stopped in place.

The next second, before Yin Lang's defenders could react.

Zhang Xiaorui stepped on the ball with his toes, and the ball flew over the heads of the two people.

Wang Liang, who rushed up from the wing, also rushed diagonally into the penalty area at the same time, heading towards the ball that fell towards the baseline.

boom!

Five centimeters before the baseline, Wang Liang finally stretched out his right foot and saved the ball.

At the same time, when he fell to the ground, he swept the ball towards the center.

"Chinese team crosses the ball!" Huang Jianxiang roared.

Ahmed's eyes narrowed slightly, and after taking two steps with the ball, he immediately judged that he could not touch the ball.

In the penalty area, Zhang Yuheng, who was in the lead, just wanted to jump, but was pinned down by his opponent;

Li Jinyu grabbed the midpoint, but was still a step too late.

As soon as Li Weifeng, who was playing from behind, jumped up, the ball flew over his head.

The fans didn't know what to sigh about when they saw this cross pass past three top scorers one after another.

Wave~

The ball landed about six meters in front of the back goal post and bounced up.

Before the ball reached its highest point, a black sneaker suddenly appeared in front of the ball.

With a fierce horizontal swing, the ball that was hit in the center instantly changed direction and rushed towards the Yinlang team's goal with a hint of thunder.

As soon as Ahmed moved to the center, the ball scraped against the goal post and rushed towards the top of the net.

Whoosh!

The ball flying high above the top of the net and the ball hitting the goal line after landing, both of which are sending a signal to everyone at the scene - the ball has been scored!

"The ball went in again!"

"Minute 22!"

"The goal was scored by a young player from the second team of Liaoning Football Team."

"The name is...Zheng Zhi!" Huang Jianxiang's excitement was beyond words.

"In the just-concluded Asian Youth Championship, Zheng Zhi's performance was perfect and he was promoted to the national team by coach Zeng."

"It is worth mentioning that Zheng Zhi is only 18 years old this year and is the youngest in the team."

"In this Asian Games, Zheng Zhi broke the record for the youngest member of the Chinese team to appear."

"And today, Zheng Zhi once again broke the scoring record for the youngest player!"

"Let's remember this day together!"

"18 years and 108 days!"

"In this Asian Games, there will be another young national football player rising up!"

After seeing Zheng Zhi's goal, Zeng Zheng was also excited and jumped high.

He nnd, I finally got the bet!

With two goals in hand, at least the first half can feel more at ease.

"Well done Zheng Zhi, come on, come on!"

Zeng Zheng stood on the sidelines and shouted at Zheng Zhi.

After hearing Zeng Zheng's shout, Zheng Zhi quickly ran towards the sidelines.

However, under Zeng Zheng's command, the other team members rushed behind Zeng Zheng one by one and jumped high on top of him.

"Next, Zhang Yuheng, hurry up, jump up quickly!"

"Zhang Xiaorui, it's your turn next."

"Fuck, Li Jinyu, please be gentle and don't drag him down."

"Can you act? Can you act like someone?"

In this way, Zheng Zhi, "pushed" by his teammates, stumbled to Zeng Zheng.

Looking at the former football player in front of him, Zeng Zheng pressed his bald head to his chest.

"Okay, good job!"

"Boss Zeng, I..."

"Shh~~ don't move, just keep this posture."

"I..."

"Others, hurry up, jump up! Hold this kid down!"

Under Zeng Zheng's command, team members ran forward one after another and jumped on Zheng Zhi.

Finally, Zeng Zheng took a step back and lifted his chest, and Zheng Zhi was directly pushed to the ground by his teammates.

"Coach Zeng, what are you..."

The assistant teacher on the side looked puzzled and didn't find a chance to interrupt until now.

"How long have we been celebrating?"

Zeng Zheng raised his head and glanced at the timer, "It's almost a minute, right?"

No time should be wasted on the first goal.

This second goal is different, he wants to waste as much time as possible!

"Hey! Zheng Zhi, listen to me." Zeng Zheng poked Zheng Zhi's arm on the ground with his toe and whispered.

"Hold on a little longer!"

"Go back to the court in 30 seconds."

"Do you understand?"

At this moment, Zheng Zhi's status bar suddenly dropped by 5%.

Zeng Zheng was startled and quickly pushed down Li Tie, who was on top, and then raised Zheng Zhi's head.

"Zheng Zhi, Zheng Zhi???"

Zheng Zhi, who finally breathed smoothly, rolled his eyes.

Before he could open his mouth, a stream of foam flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Boss Zeng, I...Guluuluulu..."

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