After warming up, the players returned to the locker room.

"The opponent's moves in today's game may be very large. On the one hand, you must maintain the overall rhythm, and on the other hand, try not to get injured." After saying that, Neeskens looked at Deng Zhuoxiang and Kagawa Shinji and said, "Today may be the first time for you two to play the entire game, and the intensity of today's game will be very high. You must learn to protect yourself and take into account the distribution of physical energy. Do you understand?"

The two nodded immediately; "Understood!"

"Okay! Come on! Boys! Clapping their hands; "Let's take three points from here!"

Led by Shen Bin, everyone walked out of the locker room.

At the same time, the Roda JC players on the other side also lined up behind the three referees. They all looked at the young captain of Haarlem Athletic who was famous throughout Europe.

This No. 6 with a sturdy build, firm eyes and full of strength really surprised and curious them. He had suffered a lot in the first round. At that time, he was still a little immature. After not seeing him for a few months, he seemed to have evolved again.

Players from both teams began to enter the field, and there were waves of boos from the crowd, and it was impossible to tell whether they were booing the visiting team or the home team.

Anyway, there was only booing in the audience, no cheering at all.

Looking at the foul-mouthed fans around him, Shen Bin felt that the players of Roda JC were a little pitiful for some reason.

These people definitely lack love, after all, even their fans don't like them.

Both sides came to their respective halves and the game was ready to start at any time.

Rodda JC took the lead.

"Beep!" The whistle sounded, and at the moment of kick-off, Howard, Deng Zhuoxiang and Shinji Kagawa ran forward quickly from three directions.

At the same time, Roda JC players kept passing the ball back. They had a two-point advantage, and their opponents in the remaining games would be much easier than Haarlem, so a draw was not unacceptable.

Roda JC's defensive midfielder, Eurosian international Gerasimov, had just stopped the ball when Shinji Kagawa had already rushed in front of him.

Gerasimov immediately pulled the ball and turned around, and Shinji Kagawa quickly moved forward and stretched out his foot to try to poke the ball out.

He could feel his toes lightly touching the ball, but he was unable to intercept it.

"What a pity!" Shinji Kagawa shook his head. He stopped running and stayed on the right side of the defensive midfielder.

Shinji Kagawa seems to have a similar style to Deng Zhuoxiang, but there is a big difference between them. Compared with Deng Zhuoxiang, Shinji Kagawa's kicking speed is faster and his body is more flexible, while Deng Zhuoxiang's advantage is that he dribbles better, has a harder foot, and is more capable of seizing opportunities. The similarity between the two is that their passing ability and imagination of passing are not much different.

Seeing Gerasimov dribbling, the Roda JC fans in the stands were not happy.

"Stop hesitating! Can you just pass the ball?"

"A pass! Are you waiting for the opponent to steal the ball?"

"Gerasimov is a lumbering polar bear!"

Shinji Kagawa looked at Gerasimov with a strange expression, as if these fans hated him.

Gerasimov's face was gloomy and he looked like he was trying hard to suppress his anger.

The game had just begun and Roda JC was in no hurry. They passed the ball back and forth in the back line while looking for opportunities to move forward.

As for Haarlem, since there were fewer players available today, two of the front three had to play the entire game for the first time. They no longer played only half the game as before and could press the ball crazily in the front court without reservation. They also took a defensive stance.

At the beginning of the game, both sides were testing each other.

The ball was passed back to Gerasimov again, who gently unloaded the ball with the arch of his foot, and then made a fake pass to the left, deceiving Shinji Kagawa to the left, and then moved to the other side.

This was a very pleasing technical move, but it was not the case from the fans of Roda JC.

"Asshole! What a fake move!"

"You're the defensive midfielder! Pass the ball quickly!"

"Fuck the fake move, if you can't kick me, get off!"

The fans in the stands kept cursing, and Gerasimov's face became more and more ugly.

It was another aerial duel, and Gerasimov quickly got into position and completed the destruction.

Fans: "Ugly move!"

The Russian international couldn't hold it anymore.

After clearing the ball, he turned around, raised his middle finger to the stands, and yelled, "Shut up! Disgusting guy, your mouth is full of stinky shit!"

Immediately, the fans of Roda JC cheered even louder.

Shinji Kagawa stared at Zakavic's amazing move.

On the one hand, you have to keep an eye on yourself, and on the other hand, you have to deal with the fans.

Kick the ball and curse at the stands, it's so smooth!

The whole stadium was in chaos and Shinji Kagawa felt that this was the real devil's home court.

Curse the opponent, curse the home team, curse the referee, curse whoever you want!

These fans are so energetic that they haven't shut up since the start of the game.

Shinji Kagawa shook his head. He no longer paid attention to these off-field issues. He wanted to concentrate on playing the game.

Still the same old routine, waiting for the opportunity to move forward.

Therefore, Shinji Kagawa and Deng Zhuoxiang ambushed in the flank between the back line and the defensive midfielder on the left and right, and Howard was stuck between the two central defenders of the opponent, waiting for Shen Bin's fatal pass and ready to sprint at any time.

After seeing Shen Bin holding the ball, Shinji Kagawa and Shen Bin looked at each other and they immediately developed a tacit understanding.

Shen Bin made a long pass directly.

Shinji Kagawa suddenly started and moved behind the defense line.

Shinji Kagawa's starting speed is very fast, so fast that it is somewhat surprising.

Gerasimov had just finished scolding the fans and turned around to see that Shinji Kagawa was gone!

"Oops!" Gerasimov immediately turned around and ran after him.

But his speed could not keep up with Shinji Kagawa. Fortunately, there were some problems when Shinji Kagawa stopped the ball. The ball did not stop forward, but stopped sideways inward within a range of about two meters.

This required Shinji Kagawa to run sideways immediately, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Gerasimov used his shoulder to knock Shinji Kagawa, whose body shape and weight were not equal, out.

The collision was so hard that Shinji Kagawa felt as if his entire arm was shaking and as if it was broken. Shinji Kagawa's face was distorted with pain. He got up from the ground and moved his arm, but there was no dislocation problem.

This was a two-point shot, so the referee did not call a foul.

Gerasimov looked at Shinji Kagawa who had gotten up and grinned, "You little Japanese dwarf, welcome to the meat grinder!"

For a period of time afterwards, not only were Shinji Kagawa and Deng Zhuoxiang knocked to the ground again and again, but even Howard was not spared. The difference was that Howard was always evenly matched with the opponent's defenders, while Deng Zhuoxiang and Shinji Kagawa were completely defeated. In comparison, Shinji Kagawa was even worse off, as both of his arms were so numb that he could hardly feel anything, which greatly affected his technical movements.

Shinji Kagawa played with great fury, fully demonstrating the spirit of Bushido. He got up again and again, and was knocked down again and again.

Faced with this fierce physical confrontation, Shinji Kagawa was at a great disadvantage.

But Shinji Kagawa gritted his teeth, rushed forward screaming, then was knocked over, got up and continued to rush forward. In short, it can be described in four words.

"Martial luck lasts forever!"

Shen Bin watched Shinji Kagawa wrestling with his opponent in the backcourt. He rubbed his eyebrows and shook his head repeatedly, "He's going to play the whole game. I guess he can't even last half a game."

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