Chinese champion

Chapter 12 Failure
Looking at the Dalian team members celebrating on the field, He Jin shook his head helplessly.

Feng Yu is worthy of being the gold medal coach in the youth team. A simple substitution broke all the formations he had carefully designed. None of the time.

But it's still just a draw.

He Jin stood up from the coach's bench, whistled vigorously, and then made a movement of pressing his hands down.

Zhao Lin and Han Xiu comprehended, and instead of blocking the two sides, they retracted a little, almost shrinking into the restricted area.

In this way, although the Hubei team lost the barrier in front of the restricted area, the defensive force inside the restricted area has been strengthened. There is no real threat to the goal.

Fifteen minutes into the second half, the scene was completely controlled by the Dalian team, and the Hubei team had to huddle in the penalty area and hardly even had a few chances to pass the halftime.

This is of course related to the defensive strategy of the Hubei team, and more importantly, at the beginning of the second half, Pei Wei and Zhu Jun found that there was an extra shadow around them.

Hu Yong and Yang Bing stared at the two of them respectively.

Zhu Jun didn't pay attention at first, but when he ran to the right and saw Yang Bing following him, he felt very strange.

He shouted to Yang Bing: "Hey! Are you ignoring your defensive range?"

Yang Bing smiled: "My defensive range is right next to you."

Zhu Jun still wanted to try to convince him: "Wow, look, your side is completely empty, as long as one of us dribbles over there, your defense will completely collapse."

Yang Bing looked proud: "Do you think your team still has the strength to attack?"

Zhu Jun saw that he couldn't move, so he immediately turned his face: "Fuck, follow if you like, you can't die if you are tired!"

Yang Bing is actually a guy who likes to play tricks: "Let's see who gets tired first!"

While Zhu Jun was fighting with Yang Bing, Pei Wei was also in trouble.

Hu Yong was just like a shadow, and he stayed with him every step of the way. Several times in a row, he intercepted the ball to clear the siege from the backcourt, and then passed it to the nearby Dalian team members to continue to launch the second round of offensive .

Only then did Pei Wei truly understand the power of Hu Yong who was fully defending.

He is like a net, an endless net, no matter which direction the ball comes from, he can always intercept it first.

The two most powerful weapons in the frontcourt of the Hubei team, Pei Wei's organization and Zhu Jun's breakthrough, were both contained.

He Wei and Li Tong, who lost their support, also became fish without water, and could only consume their physical strength in empty running back and forth.

Without offense, how long can the Hubei team, which only relies on defense, last?

Dong Yuzhuo performed even more like a fish in water when the Dalian team was fully attacking. It was difficult for Yao Le and Zhao Lin to restrain him.

After Dong Yuzhuo passed Yao Le again, the annoyed Yao Le knocked him down with a tackle from the rear.

The referee's whistle blew, and he ran over to give Yao Le a yellow card, and awarded Dalian a free kick in a good position.

The yellow card made Yao Le sober, and he lowered his head in shame.

Liu Jun stepped forward, stretched out his big hand to touch his head, and said in a deep voice: "Be normal, the defender is like this, he will be swayed by the forward at any time, and he must be able to withstand the blow."

Yao Le raised his head and looked into Liu Jun's eyes. Liu Jun smiled slightly: "What are you looking at, why don't you defend yourself!"

Yao Le smiled gratefully, and loudly agreed: "Yes! Captain!"

Pei Wei, Li Tong, and He Wei ran back one after another, leaving only Zhu Jun in front.

Wu Qi loudly commanded the three of them to line up with Zhao Lin to form a human wall, and the other team members were marking the targets they should be marking.

Yan Song put the ball on the designated spot and took a few steps back, while Hu Yong was not far behind him.

The referee blew the whistle, Yan Song ran up and kicked!
The human wall jumped up, but Yan Song's kick missed, and he ran over the ball.

The one behind is Hu Yong!

Hu Yong lifted his foot comfortably and shot!

This is a stick earth, shot from under the wall of people!

Wu Qifei rushed over, judging from his posture, he should be able to catch the ball.

In the middle of the flight, the ball suddenly dropped. After falling to the ground, it bounced upwards. It just passed Wu Qi's hand and flew into the goal with a whistling sound!
In the No.205 minute of the second half, No. 8 Hu Yong of the Dalian team scored a free kick and overtook the score!
Feng Yu off the field stood up, applauded, and gave a thumbs up to the field.

He Jin sat down instead.

He is thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, the Dalian team just replaced a striker, and the form on the field is completely different. Dong Yuzhuo's skills are really nothing to say. Although Yao Le is working hard, it is still difficult to watch him.

What made He Jin even more dizzy was that both Pei Wei and Zhu Jun were watched to death. He really didn't expect that Feng Yu would be willing to let Hu Yong and Yang Bing ignore the offense to mark them both, but Feng Yu dared to do so because The reason why he has such an excellent striker as Dong Yuzhuo.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help being a little envious of Feng Yu. If He Jin had such a forward, then the situation might be completely reversed.

He was just thinking about it, now that he had no cards to play, he could only pin his hopes on Pei Wei and Zhu Jun.

At 10:[-] minutes into the second half, the Dalian team is still pressing down on the Hubei team, and they have only now shown the strength of the defending champion.

Zhu Jun's breathing gradually became heavy. In order to get rid of Yang Bing's staring like a shadow, he kept running since the second half, but not only did he not get rid of Yang Bing's marking, but his physical strength was gradually exhausted. .

Originally, his physical strength was very poor. Although He Jin's physical strength has improved a lot through He Jin's training some time ago, he is not as good as Pei Wei and the others after all.

Coupled with such an intense game, his physical exertion is at least twice that of a normal game.

Big drops of sweat dripped from his head.

Zhou Bin drove the ball out of the sideline, and Zhu Jun took this opportunity to go to the sideline and drink some water.

The one-on-one ability of the man watching me is really strong. I broke through him once in the first half. I have never encountered such an opponent. What should I do?

The Dalian team continued to attack, and Pei Wei had no choice but to run back to help defend. Zhu Jun's physical strength seemed to be almost exhausted, and he had been standing near the middle circle all the time.

No.308 minutes into the second half, and the game was over with only a few minutes left. The Dalian team still controlled the situation, and the Hubei team seemed unable to even grab the ball.

Is that how we lost?Pei Wei was asking himself.

Dong Yuzhuo caught the ball again, and Yao Le forced it up again.

It was all because of me, who was continuously broken by this little man, and lost the first goal.

It was still because of his lack of calmness that the Dalian team used a free kick to overtake the score.

Although no one from his teammates came forward to blame him, Yao Le still had a grudge in his heart.

Thanks to the captain's reminder, I calmed down and must break the ball!
Under such circumstances, Yao Le felt that the surrounding voices had all quieted down. He could only feel the actions of Dong Yuzhuo in front of him. He only felt that he had never been so clear-headed.

Yao Le put his whole body on it, grabbed Dong Yuzhuo's arm with his hands, and pushed it hard, Dong Yuzhuo felt a strong force coming, his body was squeezed away by Yao Le, and the ball was out of his control.

Dong Yuzhuo raised his hand to signal Yao Le to foul, but the referee ignored him.

As soon as Yao Le squeezed Dong Yuzhuo away, he drove the ball with a big kick. He drove very powerfully, and the ball flew all the way to the frontcourt.

At this time, the game time of 10 minutes has come, and all the players on the field know that this is probably the last chance for the Hubei team.

Li Tong jumped up vigorously. He had never jumped so high before. He grabbed the header in front of the defender who was ten centimeters taller than him, and gave the ball to Zhu Jun who had not moved since just now.

Maybe it was the reason why Zhu Jun was standing all the time. Yang Bing didn't stick it up, allowing Zhu Jun to receive the ball without hindrance, but Yang Bing quickly forced him up again, facing Zhu Jun.

He only needs to stop Zhu Jun for a while, and his teammates will come back immediately.

Zhu Jun slowly started to dribble the ball, and Yang Bing retreated step by step.

Zhu Jun swiped the football twice with his feet, and then sent the ball forward, ready to pierce Yang Bing's crotch.

How could Yang Bing be overwhelmed by such a small trick, he clamped his legs and was about to break the ball.

Zhu Jun's right foot stepped on the ball suddenly, stepped on it, and then turned his whole body half a circle, turning his back to Yang Bing.

Yang Bing was taken aback, Zhu Jun stepped on the ball and pulled it, his whole body turned around, the ball seemed to stick to his feet, he turned around like this, and passed Yang Bing!
"Masai turns around!" Xiao Jun jumped up, this is a surmounting technique that Zidane often used when he was still in Gana!
Although this action is still a bit jerky, but he is only 14 years old, Xiao Jun dare not think about it anymore.

It wasn't just him, the chirping sounds from the stands also disappeared, so everyone turned their attention to No. 11 in the arena.

Zhu Jun didn't have time to think so much, he used all his remaining energy to run forward.

Seeing that he was about to reach the corner of the restricted area, there was another figure in front of him. It was Zhang Kun, the captain of Dalian.

Zhang Kun's defense is very experienced. He knew that his speed was not as fast as Zhu Jun, but he used his body to force Zhu Jun to push him to the bottom line. Zhu Jun held Zhang Kun with his hands, but Zhang Kun The strength is much stronger than him, but Zhang Kun forced him to lose his balance.

Just as he was about to fall to the ground, Zhu Jun stabbed with his left foot and directly drove the ball into the penalty area from between Zhang Kun's legs.

He Wei caught up. Although the angle was very small, he did not hesitate and took a shot.

An Ning flew to save the ball, Li Tong wanted to make a follow-up shot, but another central defender of the Dalian team rushed the ball out of the penalty area in front of him.

Pei Wei and Hu Yong ran towards the ball together. Although Pei Wei was faster, Hu Yong was closer to the ball. It was still a question of who could catch the ball first.

At this time, we can see the advantage of Pei Wei's speed. In a short distance of less than 20 meters, he has gone from being one position behind Hu Yong to keeping pace with Hu Yong.

Pei Wei got the ball first. Seeing that there was no hope of getting the ball, Hu Yong put his whole body on it, trying to squeeze Pei Wei down.

Pei Wei kicked the ball very quickly, kicked the ball first, kicked the ball forward about two meters, and then accelerated again, rushing forward one meter!
Hu Yong didn't expect Pei Wei to be able to speed up in this situation, he leaned into the air and staggered.

Pei Wei caught up with the ball and volleyed with his big foot!
An Ning just got up from the ground, before she had time to adjust her posture, she rushed towards the direction the ball came from!

But it seemed a bit late, the ball passed his body while his body was still in the air.

The whistle blew.

The players of the Hubei team were ready to cheer, but the ball actually missed the goal post, flew directly out of the baseline, and hit the bottom of the stands with a "slap".

The referee's whistle is two short and one long, and the game is over!

Pei Wei knelt down on the lawn helplessly, and he missed his shot?Usually, if you hit this kind of ball a hundred times, you are afraid that only one will miss it. Why is it this?

Lost, have we lost?

Pei Wei felt that he was having a nightmare...

(End of this chapter)