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Chapter 402 The World's Top 4 Heavenly Kings

Chapter 402 The Four Heavenly Kings of the World
For the fans, the Battle of Baya and Azerbaijan is a delicious football meal, a classic game that they can talk about and enjoy endless aftertaste, but for the Chinese team, which is about to become their opponent in the final, it is not so good. Not such a pleasant affair.

With the strength of this Argentine Olympic team, I am afraid that it is not much better than their national team. At least, with the current strength of the Olympic team, He Jin does not see much chance of winning.

For the Chinese team's offense, He Jin is not too worried. Argentina's defense is not very good. He Jin believes that it is not a big problem for the Olympic team's offensive line led by three overage players to score goals in the game. However, the Olympic team's defense and offense are two grades worse. He Jin is worried about how to defend the opponent's offense.

Thinking of this, He Jin couldn't help but envy the head coach of the Argentine Olympic team. Sure enough, Chinese football still can't compete with the old strong teams like Argentina. They can find a group of young players who have already played in the strong European teams. In terms of strength and experience, players who are not inferior to adults come out. Although the young players of the Chinese Olympic team are also very good and have experience in professional leagues, even if your Chinese Super League team has passed the past two years The development of China has made great progress, can it be compared with those centuries-old European leagues?
What's more, even if the level of the Chinese Super League can be compared with the five major European leagues, it is not so easy to find talented players. Just like Deng Yunfeng, he is already the highest level among the defenders of the National Olympic team, and he has not much experience in Serie A. However, when he was about to let him mark Messi, Deng Yunfeng smiled bitterly and said to himself: "I really don't have confidence."

Seeing his surprised look, Deng Yunfeng added another sentence: "I have played against him in the Champions League, and basically I was at a disadvantage. I am not afraid of fighting, and I am afraid that it will affect the performance of the entire team."

"Then you can do it with confidence!" He Jin said decisively: "Messi's position is very flexible, and you don't need to just stick to your own one-acre three-point land and run with Messi to make him uncomfortable. Attacking with the ball! I believe he can’t compare with you in terms of physical strength, right? As long as Messi doesn’t give full play to his abilities, you’ve done a great job!”

Among Argentina's offensive players, the only one He Jin is not sure about is Messi, because Barcelona's talented boy is very active on the field. He is not limited to a certain place, but can be seen everywhere on the field. The shadow of him, if you don't want to contain him, it is very likely to cause a devastating blow to the Chinese team's defensive system.

Both Crespo and Higuain's range of activities are basically in the penalty area, so that other defenders using zone defense will make the opponent's threat much less. Aguero will also be affected by Zhou Hai and Lu Yinzhe in the midfielder position. The joint marking of the two, I believe there is no need to worry too much about this point.

Argentina's other offensive point is their two defensive midfielders who are good at attacking and defending. However, He Jin believes that under Pei Wei's restraint, the chances of the two of them getting assists will be much less.

"Controlling Argentina's offensive points, and then increasing the number of our attacks under Pei Wei's instigation, this is the winner of this game!" He Jin, who was watching the game on the TV screen, had red eyes Talk to yourself.

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"Pei Wei, tomorrow afternoon is the final."

Lying on the hotel bed, Zhuang Feng put his hands behind his head and looked at the ceiling, and suddenly said something.

Pei Wei let out a "huh", it seemed that he was not asleep either.

"How are you feeling? Are you excited or nervous?" Seeing that Zhuang Feng asked this question and then fell silent, Pei Wei became interested and asked back.

"Tch, I've already played the final of the Champions Cup, what is a small Olympic final?" Zhuang Feng said disdainfully.

"Stubborn, you just like to be stubborn." Pei Wei turned over and sat up: "Didn't you see that you used to be so heartless, and you always slept like a dead pig before the game, and today it's this time Are you still asleep?"

"Who said that? I was kind enough to ask you because I was afraid that you would be nervous. My kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs." Zhuang Feng immediately retorted.

"Me? Why should I be nervous?" Pei Wei said puzzled.

"Win this game and the mission is complete, right? You can get married, right? A year of hard work, if you lose tomorrow's game, it will be all for nothing... so you are not nervous?" Zhuang Feng spared no effort to attack Pei Wei.

"Can you win the game if you are nervous? Can you marry a wife if you are nervous?" Pei Wei asked in surprise, but choked Zhuang Feng speechlessly: "Since being nervous is useless, why should I be nervous? I'm not that stupid for adding an extra psychological burden!"

"You guy..." Zhuang Feng was at a loss for words: "How did your brain grow? How come you don't have any negative emotions? Sometimes I really wonder if you are a robot."

"I'm not as exaggerated as you said." Pei Wei was amused by him: "I'm just too lazy to think about those useless things. You can also say that I am utilitarian, but I will not do things that are not worthwhile. Of course, You can also say that I am heartless, but I will not admit it."

Zhuang Feng was about to say something when Zhu Jun, who was sleeping on the other bed, turned over and said vaguely: "Shut up, don't disturb me sleeping." Then he turned around, snoring The sound rang again.

"Did you see it?" Pei Wei pointed at Zhu Jun quietly: "This is heartless, no matter what happens, people can still eat and sleep, I really don't know why he is so thin .”

"Your description seems to be describing Wu Qi." Zhuang Feng said with a smile, "I think he should be such a person."

"These two guys are the same. Now you know why I'm not nervous before any games?" Pei Wei lay down and said, "Go to sleep, go to bed early, there's a game tomorrow."

Pei Wei and Zhuang Feng soon fell asleep, but in another room, Deng Yunfeng couldn't sleep.

Then the next day...

"Wow, Xiaofeng, why are your eyes so red?" Feng Xiao screamed in surprise.

"It's okay, I slept a little late yesterday, but I'm in good spirits, it's just that I didn't sleep a little bit." Deng Yunfeng rubbed his eyes and said.

"Why did you go to bed late?" Wang Lei asked puzzled, "I don't know if there is a game tonight?"

"Not yet the coach!" Deng Yunfeng flattened his lips: "I insisted on following Messi, which made me think about how to keep an eye on Messi last night, and ended up going to bed late."

"Have you come up with any results?" Liu Yu, Tang Song and other people in the back line all rushed over, wanting to hear if he had any good ideas.

"Oh... I don't have any clue at all." Deng Yunfeng said helplessly.

"Dizzy!" The others fell to the ground.

"Haha!" Pei Wei, who just came out of the room at this time, just heard these words, and he patted Deng Yunfeng's shoulder with a smile: "Xiaofeng, don't worry, no player can't be watched, Messi is just a relatively good player, you have to believe in your own strength, and believe that your ability to secure a main position in the Serie A Roma team is not just based on luck."

"But his speed, skills, and grasp of the situation on the field are all superior to mine. I can't think of any way to stare at him." After hearing Pei Wei's words, Deng Yunfeng explained a little bit, but he still said distressedly. .

"You also have your advantages." Pei Wei said with a smile: "It doesn't have to be completely blocked. What is Messi's biggest threat?"

"Hmm..." Deng Yunfeng thought about it: "It should be the shooting and passing after dribbling away from the ball."

"That's right." Pei Wei nodded affirmatively: "When Messi first debuted, he was called the 'New Maradona' by the media in Barcelona and Argentina. It is somewhat related to this nickname, but his breakthrough ability is indeed very similar to Maradona. Whether in Barcelona or in the Argentine team, Messi's habit of attacking is to break the surface. After using personal skills to completely get rid of the man defending him, the opponent's defense will often reveal many flaws. At that time, whether he shoots or passes the ball, he will pose a great threat, so..."

Pei Wei patted Deng Yunfeng on the shoulder: "Use your body and a lot of exercise to prevent Messi from going to the middle, try to squeeze him to the side, and at the same time try to stare at him when he doesn't have the ball, let him take the ball." The number of times the ball is reduced, so as to minimize his impact."

Deng Yunfeng nodded repeatedly at the beginning, but he was discouraged when he heard the last sentence: "It's just to the lowest level? What's the use if you can't completely stare at it?"

"No way? Want to completely stare at Messi? You can ask Zhu Jun, how many people in La Liga or the Champions League can do this now? Do you know why Barcelona's offense has always been invincible in recent years? It is because Their frontcourt trident Ronaldinho, Messi and Eto'o are not characters that just anyone can stare at!" Pei Wei said exaggeratedly.

"Fuck, what frontcourt trident? Now it's a quartet!" Zhu Jun said dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, no matter the trident or the quartet, it's not something we're thinking about right now. Now go down and have breakfast, and there's recovery training!" Pei Wei fulfilled his captain's duties, clapping his hands and saying.

(End of this chapter)

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