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Chapter 617 Chapter [051] - Crazy Chase - [Today's third update]

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal..." The Dutch national sports commentator cheered crazily, his mouth was like the sound of a B51 shooting, "Van Bronckhorst, yes, it's Van Bronckhorst, a super long shot, a shocking long shot. He punched Xu Zhou Zhou and hit Xu Zhou hard on the face. What's the use of you scoring so many goals? Elimination, hahaha..."

"The goal was scored, it was Fablonkhorst who scored the goal, yes, it was him, a beautiful goal, perfect..." The local TV commentator in the Netherlands also roared frantically, their excited voices trembled, and they trembled comfortably.

Van Bronckhorst, who scored the goal, pushed away the teammates who came to celebrate. He roared wildly on the sidelines, jumped onto the billboards on the sidelines, and looked down on all the fans at the scene as if he was king of the world.No one thought that the 35-year-old van Bronckhorst would have such a crazy side.

Behind him, the players of the Dutch team stood together and surrounded Van Bronckhorst, as if worshiping the king.At this time, Van Bronckhorst was the king of the Dutch team, and the Dutch fans in the audience were wildly jubilant.

On the sidelines, Lippi frowned tightly, wondering what he was thinking at this moment?

The game continued quickly, and the Dutch team continued to besiege the Italian national team with the momentum of the goal just now, as if they wanted to take advantage of your illness to kill you.

However, the Italian national team intercepted the ball in the midfield, De Rossi quickly dribbled the ball forward, and Sneijder of the Dutch national team quickly rushed over to block De Rossi's hungry route.De Rossi swayed past Sneijder with ease.Continuing to run towards the penalty area in the middle at high speed, the forward of the Italian national team and Giovinco quickly pulled away to the two sides, leaving the gap in the middle to De Rossi.Van Bommel, the midfielder of the Dutch national team, quickly posted on De Rossi, resisting De Rossi with his body, trying to squeeze the opponent away.

However, De Rossi paused without warning, and his body missed Van Bommel slightly.Then he dunked slightly, passed behind Van Bommel, and went straight to the penalty area.Dutch national team defender Heitinga immediately put down Italian national team striker Iaquinta and slammed into the middle.

Seeing that Heitinga put Iaquinta down, Dutch full-back Van Bronckhorst quickly put Iaquinta on.De Rossi was dribbling the ball while observing the situation in the penalty area. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he quickly pushed the ball to the right.

Because the left side of the Dutch national team is already empty, Xu Zhou, his own right midfielder, has already stepped up.Without hesitation, he pushed the ball to the right, and then he drove towards the penalty area.

Xu Zhou held the ball easily, and Van Bronckhorst turned quickly to catch up.However, Xu Zhou quickly moved forward and quickly passed Van Bronckhorst.Then he looked up quickly and kicked the ball into the penalty area.

A low flat ball quickly flew into the penalty area of ​​the Dutch national team. This ball is very low and flat, very fast.And the line is very good, with a slight external rotation, the goalkeeper and the defender are difficult to deal with, if one is not good, there will be an own goal.

Iaquinta, who was in the previous point, quickly moved forward when Xu Zhou passed the ball. Seeing the ball flying, he fell to the ground and shoveled.However, at this time, a strong force came from his right shoulder, and with a sway of his body, the ball quickly flew over his outstretched foot.

Giovinco and Mattison in the middle also rushed towards the ball like cheetahs.The goalkeeper of the Dutch national team, Stellenberg, rushed to the ball with lightning speed.Seeing that the ball was about to fall under his control, one foot appeared quickly, oh no, it was two feet.And one of the feet barely touched the ball.Stromberg was startled, but he didn't stop, even if he was injured.

"Slap..." There was a soft sound, and the slightly changed direction of the ball quickly hit Stromberg's hand, and then quickly rolled to the right sideline.Seeing the ball fly out of the penalty area, the players of the Dutch national team felt relieved.However, suddenly, a blue figure flashed and quickly caught the ball, and the hearts of the Dutch national team members were raised again.

The one who came up to get the ball was Xu Zhou, the right midfielder of the Italian national team. He held the ball and looked at Arjen Robben who was rushing towards him.Then shoot directly on the foot of the penalty area, the ball will explode under his feet like a bomb, and then fly to the goal like a flying shrapnel.

"SHOOT... shot..." The life-threatening voice of the commentator of the Italian national team suddenly exploded in the Durban Stadium. The power was far greater than the power of the interstellar missile, and the scope of influence was wider, affecting the hearts of the entire Italian national team fans!
In fact, Xu Zhou shot very correctly at this time, the penalty area was in chaos, and the opponent's goalkeeper barely stood up, it was difficult for him to react a second time.And the fact is as Xu Zhou imagined, after the ball flew into the penalty area, the goalkeeper of the Dutch national team, Stromberg, did not respond at all.

The ball that flew violently into the penalty area flew towards the goal of the Dutch national team like lightning, and the hearts of the fans of the Dutch national team were cold.The ball was so fast, and their goalkeeper didn't even have a reaction, they had already prepared for the worst.

The Italian national team fans had their hands up, ready to cheer as the ball was almost over the line.

"Bang..." There was a muffled sound, and the entire Durban Stadium suddenly fell silent.

"Wow..." Then there was a sigh and regret.

The ball slammed into the uprights and bounced into Stromberk's arms, missing.

"Oops..." the Italian national sports commentator complained.

Strandberg immediately bounced off the ground, ran out quickly, threw the ball, and wanted to counterattack.The ball flew into the feet of Arjen Robben, and he immediately sent the ball away.

Hit the wall two to one.

Aryan Robben, who caught the ball, suddenly felt a gust of wind under his feet, "Someone tackled the ball!" He was startled, and quickly pulled the ball under his feet, trying to avoid it.However, a strong force came from under his feet, his body swayed suddenly, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.At the moment of falling to the ground, he saw the Italian national team players who had rolled to one side.

"Oh...back tackle..." The voice of the Dutch national sports commentator sounded from the loudspeaker in the stadium.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Foul..." The players of the Dutch national team quickly looked at the referee, hoping that he would say something, but the referee, who disappointed them, quickly crossed his hands, and then quickly opened them, doing this continuously, "No foul!!" This is what the referee meant.

In fact, the tackler Macho did not foul. Although he tackled the ball from behind, he tackled the ball first. This can be awarded or not, the key depends on the referee.No matter what the referee thinks now, there is no foul on the ball.Perhaps the previous referee's question was too heated, and the current referee is a little afraid to make a penalty.

"Damn..." The players of the Dutch national team were still complaining.However, the players of the Italian national team did not stop, taking advantage of your illness to kill you.

Pirlo, who watched the ball roll, didn't look at the referee, he didn't care whether it was a foul or not.Pass the ball directly and quickly to the side, Xu Zhou on the side doesn't care so much, after receiving the ball, he quickly dribbles forward! !
"Counterattack!! Quick counterattack!!!" The roar of the commentator of the Italian national team sports once again sounded in the Durban Stadium.

"Quick counterattack!! The opportunity for the Italian national team has come, trample over the Dutch national team's bastards..." Some local TV commentators in Italy roared.

"Hush, shush..." The fans of the Dutch national team saw that the referee did not express anything. They collectively burst into dissatisfaction, and the deafening boos quickly flooded the entire Durban Stadium.

Three to two in the frontcourt!
Xu Zhou rushed on the side at high speed. In the middle, Iaquinta and Qiao Wen followed up at high speed, and there was an opponent's central defender beside them.It was a very good opportunity to counterattack. The head coaches of the two teams quickly ran to the sidelines and paid attention to the attack.

Although the players of the Dutch national team were chasing him, Xu Zhou quickly came to the edge of the penalty area on the right.

Giovinco's speed is still very fast, his speed is much faster than that of Quinta, and he is about to step into the small penalty area.There are even guards around them, standing in front of them.

At this time, Xu Zhou quickly wiped inward, as if to cut inward.

Mathison, who was standing in front of Giovinco, was startled, and he quickly took a step or two to the side, leaving Giovinco free.Xu Zhou seized the opportunity, quickly took the ball, a low flat ball, crossed Mattison's body like lightning, and rushed into the penalty area quickly.

"Xu Zhou cut inside... Ma Taisen pounced... oh... he was fooled, it was a pass... a pass..." The voice of the Italian national team sports commentator sounded like thunder.

Giovinco ran forward quickly, watching the flying ball quickly upside down and stretch out his feet, wanting to shoot upside down.However, he didn't notice that Heitinga behind him had put down Iaquinta and rushed forward.

When Giovinco saw that the ball was about to touch his feet, suddenly, he felt a strong shock from his shoulder, and with a sway of his body, the ball flew past his feet quickly...

"Giovenco fell to the ground and shot...SHOOT..." The Italian national sports commentator quickly jumped up from the commentary booth, his eyes wide open, and he stared closely at the penalty area of ​​the Dutch national team.

The fans of the Dutch national team in the Durban Stadium also held their breath and watched this scene nervously...

"It's kind of called...Heitinga...he ruined the Italian national team's shot..." The voice of the Dutch national sports commentator came suddenly, and there was joy at the scene...

(End of this chapter)