Green Dragon

Chapter 234 The Only Star

"This ball...go in, go in, go in, go in, go in!"

Liu Jianhong was finally able to unleash her most famous way of celebration, which made Xu Yang beside her couldn't help but smile.

Then he paused for a moment and took a deep breath:

"Yes, this is Captain China's attack alone!
When he charged with the ball, even Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​Manchester United, Milan and Liverpool trembled in front of his speed! "
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Long Shute stopped on Oman's penalty area line.

He let out a long breath, and his forehead was covered with glistening sweat.

If it were an opponent like Japan, South Korea, Iran, Iraq, or Australia, he would definitely not adopt such a conceited offensive method.

But the opponent is only Oman. Several players in their team even have only the simplest introduction to the omniscient system. Most of the players' comprehensive evaluations are not even below 60, so he is fully confident in successfully implementing this direct attack Longtan's bold plan.

The direction he chose to break through was the weakest link in Oman's formation. Under his swift and decisive breakthrough, the thin midfielder who was less than 170 tall and weighed less than 65 had no way to stop himself!

So what if the jersey is torn? !

It just gave him a reasonable reason to delay the time!
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The Iranian referee shook his head. Although he was a black whistle, he had nothing to do in front of such a clear shot.

He can't call Long Shute a breakthrough foul, can he?

If it were another player of the Chinese team to score, he might really be able to close his eyes and blow away the goal.

But this is Long Shute.

That is the core player of Ajax who just won the Champions League, and he is also a popular figure in the transfer market this summer. Unlike other unknown Chinese players, his every move can affect the entire European football world. When the black whistle is blown, I am afraid that even FIFA will intervene. At that time, the AFC will not be my backer...

The referee glanced at the Oman coach on the sidelines with some regret, and shook his head slightly.

This whistle... I can't keep blowing it!
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"Is that... alright?"

The Chinese players who stayed in the backcourt were even more surprised than the Oman players.

They suddenly understood one thing.

Why Zhang Linpeng, who is the most highly rated by the outside world among them, is so convinced by this young rookie...

He and himself are not in the same world at all.

For Chinese football, Long Shute is like a fairy from nine days away.

He was so tall and so far away that they dared not approach him.
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Long Shute slowly walked towards the sidelines while adjusting his uneven breathing due to the violent running.

The right hand patted the bright red flag on the chest vigorously, and the index finger of the left hand pointed to the sky obliquely.

There was no hysterical roar, and he used such a quiet way to announce his victory in Oman's home court amidst the boos of more than 2 Oman fans!

The Iranian referee touched the cards in his pocket. He suddenly wondered, if he gave the Chinese captain a red card for "provoking the home fans", would he become a hero of the Oman team?

Anyway, the Chinese Football Association has always been weak and deceptive. Even if they were sent off as a team, they would just go home happily, and they didn't even have the courage to appeal to the AFC.

But he finally did not take out the red plastic card.
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Long Shute had no idea that so many things had been going through the head referee's mind in such a short period of time.

He walked slowly to the sidelines and signaled to the fourth official that he needed to change his jersey.

Of course he was careful, so he took the initiative to apply—otherwise he was afraid that the referee would draw a card from him on the grounds of "undressing to celebrate"...

It took him half a minute to apply to the fourth official, and then another half minute for the staff to find his spare jersey, and another half minute to put on the clothes, and passed the confirmation of the fourth official...

"It's okay to let the whole team shrink their defense, Director Li?"

Before going on stage, Long Shute turned his head slightly and glanced at Li Bing.

Li Bing smiled and patted his shoulder:

"You are the captain, you can figure it out!"
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When the game restarted, it was less than 5 minutes from the end of the regular time - the Chinese captain took at least 3 minutes to change clothes...

After 3 minutes, plus the rest time that Long Shute bought for his teammates, the players of the Chinese team finally recovered.

But what really made them feel that the pressure on their shoulders was lightened might not be the 4 minutes of rest, but the fact that they witnessed the terrifying ability of their own captain to take the head of a general among thousands of troops!
With such a sharp weapon, they can certainly relax!
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The Chinese team members felt relaxed, but the Omani players were standing on the edge of a cliff.

Not only were they one point behind in total, but more importantly...they were scored two away goals by the Chinese team!

This means that if the Oman team wants to advance to the top twelve, they must score at least two goals!

They had to press hard! -
As I said before, the overall physical fitness and technical ability of the Chinese team will not be inferior to that of mere Oman. As long as they have clear tactical goals and find the core players they can rely on, they can even play one or two kicks without worrying about their hearts. Nice fit on the feet.

Chinese players in their respective clubs are actually very good green leaves. They don’t need to undertake the high-end tasks of attacking cities and villages. They are better at harassing from the flanks, helping the offensive core to tear up space, or retreating to defend...

Now they can do the same in the national team, so they have gradually found the feeling of playing football.

Pass, pass, pass!
Although there is one less player in the fight, the pressure-free Chinese team made it almost impossible for the opponent to touch the football in 5 minutes, just like what the Oman team did to the Chinese team in the first half. Foul after foul to get the ball back.

But their desperate efforts seemed so futile.

During the 5-minute stoppage time period, the Chinese team also used up their last substitution: Li Bing replaced the striker who had only one shot in the entire game with a defensive midfielder, completely solidified The defense in the midfield area makes the front of the penalty area more solid.

Oman can only accumulate all his troops in the front field, and launched a full-scale attack towards the Chinese team!
Then their offensive suddenly froze.

Wu Xi and Lei Tenglong teamed up to stop Oman's breakthrough in the ribs, and then Wu Xi rounded his thigh and pulled the football out!

He didn't even look up at the field in front of him!

This kick was far and high, except for the white lightning, no player could catch up with the ball that soared into the sky!
The Omani goalkeeper, who rushed into the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team in order to participate in the attack, knelt directly on the turf. He knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to catch up with the white figure...

He could only watch in despair as the guy with the captain's armband on his left arm caught up with the football unguarded, dribbled the ball to the goal, and gave it a final push!
More than 2 Oman fans collectively lost their voices at this moment.

In the huge stadium, there was only a low voice singing from one corner:

"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind,
How resounding is the song of victory..."

There were less than [-] Chinese fans, but they turned this stadium into their home stadium.

And the only shining star in this arena is the Chinese captain standing in front of the gate!
Long Shute still patted the five-star team badge on his chest with his right hand, and stretched out his left hand towards the corner where more than 200 compatriot fans were sitting.

This time he didn't stretch out his index finger, his fists were clenched tightly, and he smashed it into the air!
This is a declaration of victory!

He has won!
(End of this chapter)