Lord of Greenery

Chapter 125 The Lord of Cannes
In the 79th minute, Lyon's midfielder Toulalan received the ball outside the penalty area and pretended to pass it to Benzema, but in fact it suddenly shot from a long distance.

Benhamal was caught off guard, and when he couldn't block the ball, Catron stood up.

To be precise, it jumped out.

He pounced on him with a diving motion, and then blocked the ball with his face.

Nosebleeds ran wild on his face.

The next moment, Catron fell to the ground.

The ball, blocked by Catron, fell to Gowu's feet.

After a little hesitation, Ge Wu still kicked the ball out of the sideline.

At this moment, Cannes fans were applauding for him.

"It was an action full of sportsmanship, and Sidney deserves the respect of all of us!"

Dusuye rushed into the field, he had forgotten that he shouldn't have rushed into the field, and he didn't even have time to rejoice that Lyon didn't take advantage of others.

It wasn't until he rushed to Cutron that he realized there was nothing he could do.

When he was at a loss, the team doctor Morris was "long overdue".

"How is it?" Dusuye looked at Morris.

Just as Morris opened his mouth to answer, Dusuye's hand was grabbed.

It's Catron.

He still seems to be in a daze, his eyes are half-opened and half-closed, and his eyes are not focused.

"Can you continue the game?" Dusuye asked the question he most wanted to ask.

The next moment, Dusuye suddenly realized whether what he said was too heartless.

Sure enough, should he go directly to rest?

As if aware of his flinching, Cutron's hands clenched tightly.

"I, I'm okay..."

This is the last game of his career.

Dusuye looked at him fixedly, then looked at Morris again.

Morris was silent for a while, and was going to help Cutron stop the bleeding first.

After the veteran regained consciousness, he asked Catron.

"how do you feel?"

"no problem!"

Catron responded.

Morris looked at Dusuye and nodded heavily.

"...If you don't feel well, tell us immediately, don't hold on." Dusuye grabbed Katron's shoulder.

"Really don't hold on!"

Cutron nodded again and again, and staggered back to his seat.

At this moment, the Lyon fans are applauding for him!

After the game restarted, the Cannes player threw the ball back to the Lyon player and continued to be pressed.

Li Ze, who has been watching from the sidelines, always has a sense of guilt lingering in his heart.

He wants to go back, go back and get through it with his teammates.

But reason told Li Ze that he couldn't go back to help.

It was of no use for him to go back and help defend while Lyon were pinning them down.

Under Lyon's attack, Cannes could not organize at all.

If he went back just to assist in defense, Li Ze would not be of much use at all, because he is not good at defense either.

On the contrary, staying in Lyon's frontcourt can not only attract some attention from the opponent, but also be able to seize it as soon as the team creates an opportunity!
Resisting it, Li Ze readjusted his breathing and returned to his position.

If, when he was struggling, the opportunity created by his teammates came, but he missed it out of hesitation, then he would never forgive himself!

In fact, after the game restarted, Cannes was still under pressure.

However, after 10 minutes passed, Lyon's offense still failed to penetrate Cannes' defense.

At this moment, there were bloodstains on Cutron's face and clothes.

I don't know if it is because of this reason that the morale of the Cannes players is very high, while the morale of the Lyon players is relatively low.

In the 89th minute, Jacques predicted Govou's pass back to Schelstrom.

He glanced at the frontcourt and found that Li Ze's position was not very good.

Turning his head, he found that Angulo was in a good position again.

If it was last season, he might still pass the ball in the end, but he would still be a little hesitant.

He doesn't like Angulo, and it hasn't changed even today.

However, after two seasons of running-in, even if the relationship between them has not changed, he will still pass the ball.

Because he is a professional player.

Jacques made a high and long pass, and the ball flew to the right.

The next moment, he was knocked to the ground by Schelstrom. If he was a step late, the ball would change hands!

But to no avail, the ball has now been passed.

Angulo ran, complaining in his heart that Jacques' long pass was too crooked.

If he had just joined Cannes, he would stop after predicting that the fall was outrageous.

But now, he has chosen to fight hard.

When the ball was about to go out of bounds, Angulo raised his leg and unloaded the ball.

When Tulalang was approaching, Angulo turned around and wiped the ball, and completed a perfect dribble on the sideline!

Subconsciously, Angulo wanted to continue showing off his footwork.

But also subconsciously, he looked up and looked around.

In the middle, Li Ze is asking for the ball!

Didn't check to see if Li Ze was offside, didn't check to see if Li Ze had a good chance.

Angulo won't think about it so much, because he knows that Li Ze will think about it all himself.

And all he has to do is pass a good ball!
The next moment, a through ball that predicted Li Ze's running was passed.

Li Ze predicted the trajectory of the ball and the offside position, and ran diagonally in a curve.

The commentators went crazy the moment he caught the ball.

"No offside! No offside!"

The moment he received the ball, Li Ze looked up at the goal and the position of the goalkeeper.

The next moment, something seemed to tell him that he could shoot!
The sudden kick of the Chinese caught Kupe by surprise.

According to his prediction, the opponent can take two more steps.

Immediately afterwards, Kupe found out in despair that because he hadn't expected it, he wasn't ready to make a save either!

He hurriedly made a save, but even if his diving movement was very stretched, no matter how stretched he was, he still couldn't reach Li Ze's precise cold shot!
There was roaring cheers from the stands of Cannes fans.

The narrator Leonardo took a long breath.

"goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

He blushed from shouting.

"The goal was scored and Cannes equalized!"

He yelled heart-piercingly.

"The game, the game is not over yet! Lyon, you haven't won yet!"

At this moment, the Lyon fans could only be silent.

Dare to shoot this ball?
Can this ball be scored?
Is that Chinese man really a human?
Doesn't he know that if he misses the goal, he will take full responsibility?

Why did he dare to shoot?
Why can he enter?
"Two kicks, Hua Guoli only hit two kicks!"

"No! Cannes played normally, only these two shots, and both goals were scored!"

"What else can I say? I just want to pay homage to this Chinese man!"

"Before now, he has always appeared in front of us as a shadow striker. His performance has been very eye-catching. This is the biggest discovery of Ligue [-] and even the entire French football this season!"

"But at this moment, I really realized that this is not his limit!"

"He's great as a shadow striker, but he's just as good as a real striker!"

"I dare say that if he can maintain his current progress, he will be the next Henry, or even the next Ronaldo!"

It was a commentator from Lyon who said this.

In front of the TV, many audience members involuntarily looked at Li Ze's position.

Standing in front of the stands of Cannes fans, the Chinese people opened their arms as if they were embracing something.

At this moment, he seems to be the God of this green field, accepting the worship of believers.

(End of this chapter)