Champion’s Heart

Chapter 52 A heavy burden of ten thousand pounds is carried on one shoulder

After taking the penalty kick, Yang Muge returned to his teammates with a smile on his face, and everyone welcomed him with hugs.

Zhou Yi chuckled and said to Yang Muge, I knew you could do it.

Yang Muge nodded: Now the heavy burden falls on Sun Pan.

Everyone turned their attention to Sun Pan.

Sun Pan had already exchanged positions with Cesar. He walked into the penalty area and walked towards the goal. As he walked, he waved his fist to the Brazilian fans in the stands next to him in demonstration.

The Brazilian fans in the stands naturally responded to his provocation with huge boos, curses and middle fingers.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yi laughed: It looks like Panpan is quite relaxed.

After provoking the Brazilian fans, Sun Pan stood still in front of the goal, waiting for his opponent.

The fifth player of the Brazilian team is their core Neymar... He Ping said. Neymar's performance in this game was very active and outstanding. He is the engine of Brazil's offense.

The implication is that Neymar is in very good shape and needs to be careful.

Neymar came over and set up the football, then backed away to prepare for a run.

All eyes were focused on him.

The scores of the Chinese team and Brazil are now the same. If Neymar can score this penalty kick, then they will temporarily surpass the Chinese team. As long as the last Chinese team player Zhou Yi does not score, the Brazilian team will win this game. Victory in a tough and brutal game and advanced to the quarterfinals.

But if he doesn't kick in...

For Brazilian fans, this is a result that is unimaginable.

Webber blows the whistle, and Neymar takes a few deep breaths in a close-up shot.

While he took a deep breath, Sun Pan opened his arms and stood in front of the door without moving.

After taking a deep breath, Neymar started to run. His pace was very firm, but when he was about to run in front of the football, he paused and there was a change in rhythm.

During the pause, Neymar did not forget to observe Sun Pan. He saw that Sun Pan's body seemed to be leaning to the right. Then he swung his right foot up and kicked the football towards the goal... the lower left corner!

But just as the football flew out,

Sun Pan, who was originally leaning to the right, suddenly took a lunge, stepped forward to the left, and then jumped towards the lower left corner!

I don’t know if it was because he guessed the right direction or if it was the result of his fake move that deceived Neymar.

In short, he and football are going in the same direction.

Then the fingertips of his right hand touched the football. The touched football changed direction slightly, hit the left goal post, and bounced out again...

He pounced! !

Good goal!! Goal post! Sun Pan blocked Neymar's kick!! 3:2! The Chinese team leads! He Ping's roar was like thunder on the ground, but no one in front of the TV was frightened. Everyone He had already jumped up and started cheering.

Neymar missed the penalty! Marcel Leif was also very excited.

Ah——! The Brazilian commentator's sigh was mixed with regret, disappointment and pain. Neymar didn't kick the ball in. Sun Pan guessed his intention...

There was a huge exclamation in the Mineiro Stadium. Neymar squatted on the ground in disbelief, covered his mouth with his hands, and stared at Sun Pan who fell to the ground with wide eyes. He clearly saw Sun Pan's body leaning to the right before shooting. Could it be that he deliberately made a fake move?

Sun Pan got up from the ground with Neymar's surprised eyes. He was not particularly excited. Instead, he stretched out a finger and shook it at the Brazilian fans in the stands. Then he shook his head in conjunction with his movements. What is this? Anyone who is not a fool probably knows what it means.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting anyone, I'm saying that everyone here... is rubbish!

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Sun Pan, who had had enough limelight, left the goal and walked outside the penalty area.

This is the last round of penalty kicks. If Zhou Yi, who plays next, can kick the penalty kick, the game will be over.

Of course, if Zhouyi's penalty kick is not close, the two sides will enter a more brutal penalty shootout in which the outcome will be determined in a single round.

It's like sudden death in a penalty shootout.

Disappointed Brazilian fans have focused their attention on Cesar, the Brazilian national goalkeeper who has been criticized since the start of the World Cup and is now their savior. People who scolded him before now have to pray and cheer for him.

The eyes of the Chinese fans were focused on Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi waved goodbye to his teammates: This time it is a heavy burden.

he laughed.

It doesn't matter, I have a good waist and I can carry heavier loads.

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the penalty area.

He walked through nearly half of the stadium, looking around in the process, sometimes looking at the stands, sometimes at the coaching bench and the bench, just like he did when he came on the field.

Although he himself said that there was a heavy burden of ten thousand pounds on him, you couldn't tell that it was like a heavy burden of ten thousand pounds.

Just like that, he walked into the penalty area. The football had been thrown over by Cesar and stopped next to the penalty spot. Zhou Yi didn't even use his hands. He walked over and hooked the football back with his feet, pulled it to the penalty spot, stopped, and then he retreated to widen the running distance.

Such a casual move surprised the Brazilian goalkeeper Cesar in front of the goal. He even thought Zhou Yi was not ready.

But Zhou Yi turned to look at Weber, which showed that he was ready and waiting for the whistle.

Cesar realized this time that the last such important penalty was coming.

So he quickly adjusted his posture, leaned forward slightly, and placed his body weight on the balls of his feet. This was the most conducive preparation for throwing out.

As soon as he finished all this, Weber blew the whistle.

The crisp whistle was very clear in the suddenly quiet Mineiro Stadium, and TV viewers thousands of miles away could hear it clearly.

After the whistle blew, Zhou Yi started his run-up with light steps. He started running towards the football from the left side of the football. This is a usual run-up angle for players who are good at using his right foot. He will use his right foot to kick the ball. Judging from the rhythm of his approach, it is definitely more comfortable and easier to use his right foot to shoot in the end.

Cesar's body tensed up, like a fully drawn bowstring. His eyes were fixed on Zhou Yi's right foot, trying to catch clues that revealed the direction of his kick from every tiny movement.

Just before Zhou Yi was about to run to the football, his left foot should be next to the football, and then he would swing his right leg to shoot, Cesar's eyes were already fixed on Zhou Yi's right foot.

But then Cesar only felt that something was wrong!

I saw that my left foot, which should have been firmly planted next to the football as a supporting foot, did not stop when it came behind the football. Instead, it continued forward and poked the football with its toe.

This stab was sudden, and the football was stabbed directly towards the goal!

While Cesar was still focusing on Zhou Yi's right foot, the football had already been stabbed to the lower right corner by Zhou Yi.

After stabbing Zhou Yi, he thrust his right foot into the air and performed a complete set of fake shots...

Cesar, who couldn't react in time, didn't even have time to make a save. When he saw the football flying over, his whole rhythm was disrupted. He couldn't save it even if he wanted to, and his body fell into a kind of stiffness. state. The only thing he could do was to pray that Zhou Yi's unreasonable shot would miss...

After all, this is not a regular shooting action, and it must be uncomfortable for him to kick, and it is easy to miss.

Of course, it is easy to miss the kick if you are strong, but Zhou Yi did not use too much force. His kick was better because of its suddenness. As long as it can catch Cesar off guard, it does not require too much force to ensure that the football can be within the goal frame. The chance of scoring a goal is very high!

Sure enough, the football bounced on the turf and rolled into the goal!

It's not fast, but there's still nothing Cesar can do...

When the football rolled into the goal, the Mineiro Stadium did not make any sound immediately, but continued to be silent.

The Brazilian fans, who had an absolute advantage in numbers, still couldn't believe that the ball had entered the goal. They needed confirmation and waited for the referee's whistle.

The small number of Chinese fans did not dare to confirm whether the goal was scored, because they did not see Zhou Yi's penalty kick clearly.

But soon, Weber's crisp whistle broke the eerie silence in the stadium.

He Ping roared at the top of his lungs: Zhou Yi! The goal is valid! He defeated Brazil!! We won! We eliminated the host and entered the quarterfinals of the World Cup——!!! The boys of the national team created History!

After scoring the goal, Zhou Yi was no longer as calm as before he took the penalty kick. He opened his arms and ran to the corner flag area to celebrate the victory.

Sun Pan also rushed towards him, and other Chinese team players ran towards them frantically from the midline, as well as the players and coaches on the bench.

Everyone was running madly towards Zhou Yi and Sun Pan.

The fans of the Chinese team in the stands could finally cheer. They cheered heartily while being surrounded by Brazilian fans, regardless of the looks of the Brazilian fans around them. If you can't cheer when you win, then what kind of fans are you?

In sharp contrast to the ecstatic Chinese players and fans are the Brazilian players and fans.

After Zhou Yi kicked the football into the goal, the Brazilian players standing side by side in the center circle seemed to have lost all the power to support them and collapsed on the ground.

Cesar in front of the goal was finally able to move after the football entered the goal. His knees softened and he knelt on the turf.

In the stands of the entire Mineiro Stadium, the Brazilian fans were silent, giving up the home court to the small number of Chinese fans.

The telecast commentator didn't say a word for a long time.

Time seems to have frozen at this moment.

For Brazilian football, the black scene second only to that afternoon at Maracana in 1950 was born.

As the host country, they were eager to win the Hercules Gold Cup for the sixth time at home, but they were eliminated in the quarter-finals!

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