World Cup of Great Powers

"attack?"

"It is impossible to attack."

"Our defense is solid."

"The opponent's attack can't find a breakthrough."

"It feels like home in your own zone."

"Every one of my teammates is talented, and they all cooperate well defensively."

"Looking at the opponent's frustrated expression when he can't attack."

"I really like to defend!"

...

After the start of the second half, the National Olympic Games chose to defend as usual, even to the point of clinging to death.

The Italian side's offensive intensity has obviously increased a lot.

Not only did the pressure in the frontcourt increase significantly, they also tried to find a breakthrough from the side.

It seems that the Italians, who have always been known for their defense, lost control of their mentality when they encountered Asian teams that played the same way as them.

It can be seen from the first half of the game that the National Olympic Games are determined to defend to the end.

Although committed to defense, Zeng Zheng took advantage of Sun Jihai's ability to intervene and left a counterattack channel for the National Olympics.

This is a headache for Italians.

It was obviously a viable formation that was created and carried forward by the family, but it was used to perfection by the opponent.

The most important thing is that Sun Jihai is an all-around two-touch player.

He can either cut in with his left foot or cross with his right foot.

Coupled with the strength of the National Olympic team in the frontcourt, the Italians also considered defense to some extent when attacking.

In addition to the tactical ideas and formations of chain defense, Zeng Zheng also inherited the "glorious tradition" of the Italians.

That is frequent violent tackles and disturbing swear words!

"suca", "troia", "bastard", "stronzo"...

Zeng Zheng also specially gave a foreign language lesson to the players before the game.

After learning these classic Italian national curses, the Olympic team members will simply say one or two sentences every time there is physical contact or a foul.

Anyway, you understand what I say, but we don’t understand what you say.

Let's scold each other to see who suffers!

After blurting out "Chinese-style curse words", the smell of gunpowder on the field became more and more intense.

"Boss Zeng, the game over there is over."

At this moment, Han Tao came over and whispered.

Zeng Zheng already knew it clearly without Han Tao reporting it.

In overtime, Cameroon eliminated Brazil with a golden goal and advanced to the Olympic semi-finals.

If we beat Italy in this game, we can compete with the African Lions for a while.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Zeng Zheng slapped and slapped his mouth.

"Eto'o..."

"That is a more difficult role than guys like Pirlo and Ventola!"

Just when Zeng Zheng was saying his voice, a series of whistles suddenly sounded on the court.

Shao Jiayi knocked down Gianluca Zambrotta with a more dangerous diagonal tackle from behind during the rebound defense.

According to "customary practice", after Shao Jiayi got up and cursed in front of the opponent, he planned to receive the yellow card honestly.

However, Gianluca Zambrotta quit after being bulldozed.

After he got up, he rushed behind Shao Jiayi and grabbed his collar.

After pulling him around, he blurted out a series of Italian curses.

Even if you don't understand the meaning, you can tell just from the ferocious face of the other party that he is really anxious.

Facing the other party's aggressiveness, Shao Jiayi was about to retort when he heard Zeng Zheng scolding him in his ear.

"Stop squeaking!"

"Back off!"

"Look for a chance to lie down!"

As soon as Zeng Zheng finished speaking, Shao Jia said "Ah yo" and fell to the ground as Gianluca Zambrotta pushed him.

Later, Shao Jiayi covered his chest with an exaggerated expression and wailed on the ground.

Now, Gianluca Zambrotta couldn't bear it anymore.

Not even making various Italian gestures, he took a step forward and planned to pull Shao Jiayi up.

But the surrounding Olympic players quit.

Everyone rushed over and surrounded Shao Jiayi, preventing Zambrotta from contacting Shao Jiayi.

Seeing that he could not afford to pull Shao Jiayi, Zambrotta and other teammates rushed to the referee and kept talking in foreign languages.

Facing the "sign language" of the Italians, the referee from Brazil pushed aside everyone, came to Shao Jiayi, and motioned for him to stand up.

Seeing that the referees had arrived, Shao Jiayi reluctantly stood up.

"Whoosh!"

A yellow card lights up above his head.

Shao Jiayi paid the due price for his tackle from behind.

After the Olympics were dealt with, it was Italy's turn again.

The referee came to Zambrotta and also showed a yellow card.

Seeing that his own team members were also being punished, the Italians immediately quit.

They surrounded the referee team and continued to gesture a series of Italian words.

I thought it was an ordinary protest, but at this moment, an unexpected scene appeared on the court.

Along with Shao Jiayi, several Olympic players in the blind spot behind the referee put one hand on the crook of the other arm and waved it.

He only shook it once or twice and then immediately stopped.

However, all this was seen by the furious Italian in front of the referee.

Looking at this standard Italian insult of "holding an umbrella", everyone's eyes turned red in an instant.

A group of people immediately rushed behind the referee and conducted another "close confrontation" with the Olympic players.

This is in front of the referee!

Although I don’t know what the Olympic team members behind me said or did.

But looking at the sudden rise of the Italians, they actually challenged their authority face to face, holding cards in hand.

Swish, swish, swish!

Three more yellow cards were shown in a row.

At this moment, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly surged to its peak.

"Oh my god!" Huang Jianxiang was also watching the excitement and didn't mind the big deal.

"Yellow card!"

"Three more yellow cards!"

"Let's see who these three yellow cards were shown to."

"In addition to Zambrotta who is anxious to take action, there are also Ambrosini, Ferrari... and the other one is... Gattuso..."

"Gattuso???"

After saying this name, Huang Jianxiang's voice instantly rose an octave.

"Has Gattuso been hit again?"

"If I remember correctly, Gattuso already received a yellow card in the first half."

"This is Gattuso's second yellow card in this game!"

"Italians are so uncool."

"There is about half an hour left in the game, and they will face the situation of fighting with one less person!"

As soon as Huang Jianxiang finished speaking, the referee who was taking notes was also stunned.

When he saw Gattuso's yellow card record, he hesitated for less than a second before taking out a red card from his pocket again and holding it up in front of him.

Looking at the red card above his head, Gattuso, who had just stood up for his teammates, was stunned for a moment.

The next second, he raised his arms high and transformed into the angry Hulk.

Seeing this, the other Italian players hurriedly pulled him to the back of the crowd and tried to persuade him.

Gattuso's departure seemed like a bolt from the blue, hitting the Italians' heads.

It can't be penetrated.

Now that there is one less player to play, the game will still be played like this???

There was chaos on the court.

The instigator, Shao Jia, was protected by his teammates early in the morning.

The Olympic team members who had just made the "umbrella" gesture were walking on the court as if nothing happened.

And when they looked at the referee, they all looked blank as if it had nothing to do with them.

It is precisely because of this superb acting skills that the Olympic team members escaped.

Italy has one less player to play and the game continues.

Tardelli was almost furious.

The Italian fans at the scene also scolded the Olympic players for their lack of quality, and the referee blew a black whistle and received black money.

Listening to the boos all over the place, Han Tao said solemnly: "Boss Zeng, let's do this, okay?"

"Okay? What's wrong?"

Zeng Zheng snorted lightly.

"The stadium is like a battlefield."

"What will happen if our team members cannot withstand the pressure from the opponent and lose their mentality?"

"You have to know that in Europe, situations like this are everywhere."

"He in Italy can be regarded as the father of the opponent's mentality!"

"Where do you think you learned the gestures? Didn't the Italians come up with it themselves?"

"Xiao Tao, remember."

"There is no mercy on the football field, only winning and losing!"

"As long as we win this game."

"Many years from now, only people will remember that we defeated Italy, which had a mini-World Cup, to reach the semi-finals, and no one will investigate what happened during the game."

"What's more, we didn't engage in match-fixing or bribe the referee."

"Shao Jiayi's tackle was dangerous, but he also received the punishment he deserved after all."

"Don't listen to what some people say about friendship first and competition second!"

"Ask the person on the other side if he thinks so!"

"If given the chance, they would eat you till you have no bones left!"

Zeng Zheng's words made Han Tao's eyebrows jump.

At a young age and inexperienced in the world, he is still worried about whether such conflicts in an arena like the Olympics will cause international disputes.

But Er Li, who had experienced it on the side, shook his head and patted Han Tao on the shoulder.

"Xiao Tao, Coach Zeng is right." Li Huajun said softly.

"I'm asking you now, do you think we lost the game and then returned home with the friendship of the Italians, or did we defeat the opponent and advance to the semi-finals and then return home and get more attention and rewards?"

"In other words, do you think the leaders above are happy to see us achieve good results, or are they shouting slogans of long live friendship after losing?"

"This..." Han Tao fell into deep thought.

Li Hui on the side laughed when he saw this, "Brother Jun, Xiao Tao is still young, he still needs time to digest these things."

Then he walked towards Zeng Zheng and asked softly: "Coach Zeng, now that the Italians have one less person to fight, should we take action?"

"A move? What move?" Zeng Zheng blinked with confusion on his face.

"Attack!" Li Hui waved his fist.

11 against 10, why don’t you seize the opportunity quickly?!

"I have said it many times!" Zeng Zheng shook his head, "It is impossible to attack!"

"It's the same even if you hit one more person."

"Why?" Even Li Huajun didn't understand this time.

"The reason is very simple." Zeng Zheng explained, "It doesn't matter that our opponent has one less player to fight, but in fact, this is the most dangerous moment for us!"

"Don't forget, the Italians are the originators of defensive counterattacks!"

"As long as they enter the football mode they are accustomed to, even if ten people challenge, they can counterattack and score goals while defending flawlessly."

"By then, we will be completely passive."

Hearing this, Li Huajun scratched the back of his head in disbelief, "Coach Zeng, do you mean that we will still play defense next?"

"Of course we will defend!" Zeng Zheng waved his hands fiercely, "defend to the end! I'm going to kill him today!"

Seeing that Zeng Zheng had made up his mind, neither Li nor Li stopped trying to persuade him.

Under Zeng Zheng's loud command, all the Olympic players who were about to move on the field were scolded by Zeng Zheng and returned to their defensive positions.

Seeing that the National Olympics still did not dare to attack even though there was one more player, the National Olympics fans in the stands also showed a burst of dissatisfaction.

"What is Coach Zeng doing? Such a good opportunity, attack quickly!"

"Yes, Italy has been beaten by us. If we don't score again, we will be embarrassed!"

"Coach Zeng still wants to take a penalty kick, right? Now that Italy has one less player, wouldn't they take advantage if they take a penalty kick?"

The fans were talking a lot, but Zeng Zheng remained unmoved.

Looking at the Olympic players who were as solid as a rock in the defensive position, Tardelli's back molars were almost broken.

"Damn it!"

“Damn China Zeng!

"

"Why doesn't he attack???"

Just as Zeng Zheng thought before, with one less person to fight, Tardelli was ready to "invite you into the urn".

Just wait until Zeng Zheng and Guo Ao lose control and launch a general attack.

In history, there are many examples of Italians completing extreme counterattacks with one less player to fight.

Having one less player on the field sometimes does not mean a disadvantage, it also means that the game will enter a rhythm that the Italians are most familiar with.

However, after playing for a few minutes, Tardelli found that the net he had opened was empty!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Even if there is one more player on the field, the National Olympics still does not change the previous playing style.

Sun Jihai stepped in to assist, and Shao Jiayi retreated to the extreme defense.

When attacking, there are only 4 offensive players at most. The midfielder is disconnected and will retreat immediately if a hit is missed.

If there is still a chance, create a few well-positioned frontcourt set-pieces to threaten the Italian goal.

At any time, there are at least four defenders in the backcourt.

Such a defensive position made it impossible for the Italians who were looking for opportunities to score a goal to complete their task.

As the game came to an end, the head coaches of both teams began to make substitutions.

However, the three substitution places on the Italian side have been used up, but the Olympic team is still holding on to one substitution card.

It seems that Zeng Zheng doesn't plan to use it during regular hours.

Because I have been thinking about which player Zeng Zheng will replace at what time.

As time passed, even Tardelli's mentality was made anxious by Zeng Zheng.

Finally, after the Italian failed to attack again and chose to force a pass, the ball was destroyed by the Olympic team, and the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

"The game is over!" Huang Jianxiang's voice was loud, full of joy and pride.

"The score is 0-0!"

"The strong Olympic team members held on to the score and dragged the powerful Italy into the golden goal overtime!"

"The Golden Goal overtime has a total of 30 minutes, divided into two halves."

"Whoever scores a goal wins!"

"If no one scores a goal within 30 minutes, the scoring contest will enter a penalty shootout."

"In another quarter-final that ended previously, the United States defeated Xiaotian with a score of 5 to 3 through a penalty shootout."

"Except for the just-concluded Chile's 4-1 victory over Nigeria, a total of three of the four quarter-finals of this Olympic Games went into overtime."

"What tactics will Coach Zeng and the National Olympic Committee adopt in overtime?"

"Let's take a short break and wait for the game to continue."

...

"have nothing to say!"

The players were drinking water on the sidelines, while Zeng Zheng was delivering an ultimatum.

"The tactics remain unchanged! The plan remains unchanged! The style of play remains unchanged!"

"They have one less person than us, their mentality is somewhat problematic, and their physical reserves are almost exhausted."

"With the current tactics, it's good if we can score goals, but it doesn't matter if we can't."

"The most important thing is to defend well and never give them a chance to kick. Do you understand?"

Everyone who was hydrating nodded repeatedly.

"Another point is that there are too few set pieces."

"There were too many set pieces given in the second half."

"Foul early if you can, don't hesitate!"

"Don't forget, as long as we can reach the semi-finals, the bonus will be doubled!"

"Even competing for a gold medal is no longer a dream."

"Don't be disturbed by external factors, just give me a good kick!"

...

Under the urging of the referee, the players from both sides took a brief rest and quickly returned to the court.

When players from both sides returned to the court, they became conservative due to the golden ball system.

Although the Italians hope that the National Olympics will launch an offensive, they are afraid of being actually scored by the National Olympics.

Therefore, after the opening, they all chose to fully withdraw from defense.

As a result, both players had little desire to attack, and the ball was still rolling back and forth in the midfield.

The invention of the golden goal system was originally designed to encourage players from both sides to attack harder and play more exciting games in overtime.

But because of the "lose the ball and die" rule, it always causes both players to stop moving forward.

Soon, another 15 minutes passed.

The two sides exchanged positions and continued to attack.

Seeing that the Italians' physical strength was running low, Zeng Zheng also began to make final preparations.

The penalty kick was what he planned to take from the beginning.

But who should guard the gate is still open to debate.

Even Ou Chuliang, who had warmed up, was called to his side for discussion by Zeng Zheng.

"Don't say that I rule exclusively, I will be democratic this time!"

"The penalty shootout is about to begin. Do you think we should let Brother Ou take the advantage, or let Xiao Fei suffer?"

Ladd, Li Huajun, Li Hui and Ou Chuliang gathered around Zeng Zheng, and none of them planned to be the first to speak.

Seeing this, Zeng Zheng continued:

"The situation is that Xiaofei has played four games, and his experience and heat are all in place. There is no problem in letting him continue to defend."

"Brother Ou is more experienced and has a lot of experience in throwing points. He also has a strong psychological quality in such competitions."

"It will be more targeted if he goes up at this time. We just let him go up and attack."

"If you have any ideas, tell me directly. No matter what the outcome of this game is, or what responsibilities you have, I will bear it alone!"

After a while, Li Huajun was the first to speak: "Coach Zeng, I have something to ask you."

"Brother Jun, tell me."

"In this Olympics, should we prepare for the Asian Cup?"

"What do you mean?"

"If we are preparing for the Asian Cup, I suggest that it is better to let Xiao Ou go up and guard."

Zeng Zheng nodded after hearing this. This was indeed a consideration.

"The Olympics are the Olympics, and the Asian Cup is the Asian Cup. There is no conflict between the two." Zeng Zheng answered, "We have already played for this. Now we are thinking about the Olympics and this game!"

Li Huajun fell silent.

Seeing this, Zeng Zheng continued to speak: "Brother Ou, what do you think? Do you want to take the initiative to invite me?"

Ou Chuliang pinched his chin and looked at the stadium.

He also hesitated.

"Coach Zeng, I have adjusted myself to the best condition."

"Whether it's the training we did before or the warm-up during halftime, I'm ready."

"Be ready to go up and pounce at any time."

"As for why I didn't take the initiative, I wasn't afraid of being scolded by the fans if I failed to make a save after taking the initiative. I just felt that such a good opportunity should be left to Xiao Fei. After all, he may succeed me as the goalkeeper of the national team in the future."

What Ou Chuliang said makes sense.

After everyone exchanged words, the question was thrown back to Zeng Zheng.

According to the data in the system, both Liu Yunfei and Ou Chuliang have the characteristics of "experts on points" and "moving like rabbits".

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In terms of jumping and reaction, the young Liu Yunfei is even higher than Ou Chuliang.

It can be said that both of them have their own advantages.

Just when Zeng Zheng was hesitant and wanted to throw a coin to decide the outcome, Ladd suddenly said:

"Zeng, I have an idea that will surely solve your current dilemma."

"Oh? Mr. Ladd, tell me quickly."

"Zeng, let me ask you, are you going to let the goalkeeper play this penalty kick, or should we plan it for him?"

"This..." Hearing Ladd ask this, Zeng Zheng suddenly understood.

In a penalty shootout, in addition to assigning a goalkeeper to take the penalty kick, the coaching staff can also arrange the direction of the penalty kick.

Just like Ladd said.

If the coaching staff has arranged a throwing direction for the goalkeeper, then the goalkeeper can just pounce in the specified direction honestly.

You don’t even have to play mental games with your opponents on the court!

In this case, wouldn't it be better to use Li Leilei, who is taller and has a wider range of saves?

Thinking of this, Zeng Zheng suddenly became enlightened.

Since I didn't plan to use Li Lei to make a splash at the beginning, I just planned to let the goalkeeper perform on his own.

Liu Yunfei is young and energetic, and in terms of physical function, he is a bit higher than Ou Chuliang.

Not only that, he also has a "flagrant" passive skill among his characteristics.

Although this skill reduces the stability of his goalkeeping, it improves the randomness of his goalkeeping!

This kind of attribute is just right for use in pounce!

Thinking of this, Zeng Zheng made a decision immediately, patted Ou Chuliang on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Brother Ou, it seems that you have been warming up in vain these past few days."

"It's okay, it's okay! I came here just to top up my credit." Ou Chuliang smiled slightly, "As long as our team can grow, this visit to Sydney will not be in vain!"

After speaking, Ou Chuliang nodded and returned to the bench.

Seeing that Ou Chuliang was back, Li Leilei opened his eyes wide with surprise on his face.

"Brother Ou, Coach Zeng didn't let you go?"

"I don't want to play." Ou Chuliang excused Zeng Zheng, "Xiao Fei has performed so steadily in these games. Letting him hold on to the end is the greatest trust in him!"

After hearing this, Li Leilei sighed and looked at the court with envy, "Coach Zeng really prefers him!"

In the national team, everyone knows that coach Zeng doesn't like to use the Jiang brothers.

As Jiang Jin's younger brother, Li Leilei also had troubles that he couldn't express.

"Oh?"

"The National Olympics has changed again!"

In the camera, Shen Si was standing on the sidelines, jumping on the spot and doing warm-ups.

"It's Shen Si!"

"It seems that Shen Si came on the field just to take a penalty kick."

"The one who was substituted was Li Tie."

"Coach Zeng finally chose to continue to use young player Liu Yunfei to guard the dragon gate!"

Previously, Ou Chuliang was warming up on the sidelines and even came to Zeng Zheng to whisper, which was seen by fans and opponents.

Everyone is speculating that Zeng Zheng's last substitution card was reserved for the goalkeeper.

But in the end, Zeng Zheng was replaced by a penalty kicker.

This surprised everyone.

"It's useless Ou Chuliang? Coach Zeng is asking too much, isn't he?"

"Liu Yunfei defended well in the previous games, but can he withstand such an important occasion?"

“Coach Zeng is Coach Zeng, I really can’t guess what I will do next!”

At this point in the game, the fans stopped clamoring to let the National Olympics score a goal.

After the National Olympics held out for 120 minutes, the fans' mentality gradually changed.

This is not an Asian team like Kyrgyzstan or Uzbekistan, but Samsung Italy!

We had a penalty shootout with Italy in a big competition like the Olympics?!

Which Asian team has done this in the past?

Has any Asian coach done this in the past?

Never mind whether the National Olympics played well or not in the first 120 minutes.

As long as we reach a penalty shootout with Italy, we will already be the winner!

Soon, seeing that the players on both sides were not interested in playing, the referee directly blew the whistle to end the overtime period.

"Overtime is over!"

"Both sides still haven't scored a goal."

"The game entered a brutal penalty shootout!"

Huang Jianxiang didn't know if he drank Red Bull at this moment, and his whole body became excited again.

"Italy, who played with ten men, finally dragged the game into a penalty shootout after thirty minutes of fierce fighting."

"Now both sides are back on the same starting line."

"Let the God of Destiny decide today's winner!"

"But no matter what, the boys from the National Olympics have already made history by being able to reach this point."

"No matter what the result is, I want to congratulate them here!"

At this time, the camera switched to the Chinese coaching staff.

"What appears in the camera is Zeng Zheng, the head coach of the Olympic team."

"Who will he assign to take the first penalty?"

Seeing Zeng Zheng making gestures on the players, the fans in front of the TV couldn't even recognize him and began to guess.

"It must be Zhang Xiaorui! Zhang Xiaorui is China's Maradona. He didn't defend well, so he was replaced in the second half. Why didn't he let him take a penalty kick?"

"If you ask me, it's Dayu! Dayu is Coach Zeng's beloved disciple, and he has good footwork. It must be Dayu!"

"Not necessarily, General Fan is still on the field! He is the captain of the national football team! At this time, he should take the lead and be the first to play to set an example!"

...

The fans were chattering, and General Fan also finished guessing the coins.

Bad luck, the National Olympics kicked off first!

When they saw Zhang Ran holding the ball and actively walking towards the penalty spot, the fans were stunned again.

"Oh my God, is it Zhang Ran? What did Coach Zeng think?"

"How do you get Zhang Ran to kick?"

"Can he withstand it?"

The fans were having a heated discussion, but the Olympic team members on the field were already standing in a row in the center circle, shoulder to shoulder.

Zeng Zheng's coaching staff did not arrange the direction of the goalkeeper's penalty kick, but arranged the order of penalty kickers.

Even they themselves have doubts.

But since it was arranged by Zeng Zheng, all they had to do was obey!

As soon as Zhang Ran placed the ball on the penalty spot, the camera cut halfway to Zeng Zheng.

In the camera, Zeng Zheng was also extremely nervous.

Although Zhang Ran is not a star, he rarely performs well in normal games.

But in Zeng Zheng's heart, he has always been the most calm and experienced guy on the team.

When he was at Jianlibao, he was the vice-captain.

Zhang Ran mediates and coordinates the daily chores in life between the players and the coach.

Not only that, after other teammates have become stars, Zhang Ran can still maintain a normal heart.

Although he does not have a higher talent, among Zhang Ran's passive attributes, the passive skill "Calm and Sophisticated" has reached level 14.

If such a person can no longer withstand the psychological pressure of the first penalty point, then I really don’t know who to use.

"Beep!"

The whistle sounded.

Zhang Ran glanced at the door and decisively stepped forward to run.

Right-footed player, run-up, the most common penalty method.

Snapped!

The ball was pushed hard by Zhang Ran's arch and pushed in the opposite direction of Abbiati's save.

Penalty kick hit!

"The ball is scored!" Huang Jianxiang cheered loudly, "The Chinese team leads 1-0!

"

Seeing Zhang Ran score, all the Chinese fans who were holding their breath let out a long sigh of relief.

With Zhang Ran proofing, the next step will be much easier!

Zhang Ran, who returned to the center circle, faced the outstretched hands of his teammates and patted them one by one.

"Lao Zhang, good job!"

"Well played, Lao Zhang!"

"Brother Ran, well played!"

Zhang Ran nodded slightly and stood beside the team.

"The first Italian player to appear is striker Ventola!"

"Tardelli arranged for him to take the first penalty kick, probably because of his foot feel."

"After all, he is the player with the most shots on the field."

Before the penalty kick, Ventola positioned the ball and glanced at Liu Yunfei, who was jumping left and right on the goal line.

Looking at Liu Yunfei's jumping steps, Ventola always felt so familiar.

"Why are these steps so familiar?"

"Have you seen it somewhere?"

"Why can't I remember?"

Then, Ventola shook his head violently and cleared his mind.

Then take a deep breath and start running.

During this period, Liu Yunfei was still jumping left and right on the goal line.

When Ventola ran to the ball and took off, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

"I remembered, is that the butterfly move of Muhammad Ali?"

As soon as the idea came out, Ventola immediately felt proud and proud.

"Ha! I finally figured out the words butterfly step."

"This kid, wants to trick me with a fake Butterfly Walking Lake?"

A lot of distracting thoughts suddenly popped up in his mind, causing Ventola to loosen his support.

"not good!"

After reacting, Ventola hurriedly tried to regain control of his body, but at this time his right foot had already hit the center of the ball hard.

“Peng!

"

There was a muffled sound.

Liu Yunfei fell to the left of the goal.

But the ball kicked out by Ventola flew straight into the sky.

"No!

"

The Italian youngster fell to his knees on the spot.

Covering his face with his hands, he looked at this scene in disbelief.

He knew that with this goal, his return to Inter Milan would be delayed again.

"Kicked away!"

"Ventola kicked the ball away!" Huang Jianxiang's voice was full of gloating.

"Ventola failed to control his strength at the last moment and kicked the ball over the crossbar."

"I don't know if it was Coach Zeng's tactics or Liu Yunfei's interference that had the effect."

"It seems that the ten-man Italian team members have already exhausted all their energy in regular matches."

Ventola kicked the ball away, and the fans in the audience immediately showed two completely different reactions.

On the National Olympics side, everyone was shaking their fists excitedly.

I was also afraid of being hit on the top of my head by the word "gloat over misfortune", so I bit my lip to prevent myself from laughing out loud.

The first round of free throws opened up the score, and in the following rounds, the Olympic players completely relaxed.

Zhang Xiaorui, Li Jinyu and Sun Jihai all made free throws one after another, and Italy also scored two goals in a row.

"Now it's the fourth round of free throws!"

"Italy is Zanetti."

"If this goal is not scored, the penalty shootout will end early!"

After Huang Jianxiang finished speaking, he closed his mouth.

There was also silence on the court, with fans from both sides not daring to say a word.

“Beep!

"

A crisp whistle sounded.

Zanetti took two deep breaths on the spot and then slowly stepped forward.

Seeing this scene, Ou Chuliang almost watered his fists!

Doesn't the free throw player's performance in this way mean that he has no confidence?

"Xiao Fei, come on!"

At this moment, millions of Olympic fans around the world were praying in their hearts.

As for Liu Yunfei, the moment Zanetti's right foot touched the ball, he flew out sideways.

"Snapped!

"

A crisp sound!

Liu Yunfei's outstretched right hand just blocked the flying ball out of the baseline.

After rolling around on the ground, Liu Yunfei stood up and immediately took off his gloves and threw them into the sky!

"Hold it!" Huang Jianxiang stood up and shouted at the top of his lungs into the microphone.

"Liu Yunfei saved the ball!

"

"4 to 2!

"

"The Chinese team defeated Italy in a penalty shootout!"

“We advanced to the Olympic semi-finals!

"

Amid the overwhelming cheers of the Chinese fans, the Italian fell to the ground in despair.

Perhaps in this game, they gave up the defensive counterattack that they are proud of; but in terms of penalty kick defeat, they still maintained their unique tradition.

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