Chapter 58 The First Threat Attack

Sweden scored first, which is a very bad thing.

Although many people have made enough mental preparations, this goal still makes them feel very frustrated.

At the St. Petersburg Stadium, the Swedish fans were celebrating crazily. They were very satisfied with this goal. They felt that this is what the Vikings should be like, while the Chinese fans were a little silent.

Although many Chinese fans are still cheering up their morale loudly, more fans show a frustrated expression of "as expected".

And not just the fans, but some of the players as well.

When the referee blew his whistle and urged the Chinese team to kick off quickly, the situation on the court was not optimistic.

Sweden intends to use the deterrence of the previous goal to pursue the victory and strive to score another goal to completely establish an advantage.

However, their offense did not reach the goal of the Chinese team. When Kela Song got the ball from the side, Zheng Zhi posted it.

Klaasson did not pass the ball, but chose to dribble to get rid of Zheng Zhi.

Is Zheng Zhi so easy to get rid of?

Zheng Zhi squeezed the opponent close to his body. Seeing the opportunity, he stretched out his foot for a bucket, and the ball was broken.

Klaasson staggered, and when he looked back, Zheng Zhi had already passed the ball.

"Yile got the ball!"

Duan Xuan shouted excitedly.

After scoring the goal, the rhythm of the Chinese team was chaotic, and Yi Le's inability to get the ball was the most acute problem. Now that Yi Le finally got the ball, all Chinese fans let go of their hanging hearts.

This is their fanciful confidence in Yi Le!

Fans at the scene, including in front of the TV, were all looking at this so-called most talented midfielder.

See how he broke through the Swedish blockade and how to move back to the disadvantaged.

Under the watchful eyes, Yi Le's reaction was extraordinarily flat.

He kept shaking his head left and right, watching the surroundings and the running positions of his teammates, and passed the ball with a flat kick.

Seeing this, many fans who wanted to see Yi Le show off his power were a little disappointed.

in the stands,

A small fan muttered: "Why are you not human!"

The little fan's father grinned when he heard the words, Yi Le was not someone who was a forward.

Yi Le's role is always to control the rhythm. There may be times when he is superior, but not many, and the Chinese team is not willing to see Yi Le excel.

Because, if this really happens, it means that the striker of the Chinese team has been abolished!

Yi Le passed the pass to Hao Junmin, and he ran diagonally, keeping in the same triangle position with Hao Junmin, so that even if Hao Junmin was pressed, he could still make a protective pass back.

Hao Junmin also knew this, even if he didn't look back, he could feel that Yi Le was definitely standing behind him, and it was a particularly good passing position.

Hao Junmin was robbed within a few steps, and he didn't have to fight hard, but passed it to Yi Le immediately.

As soon as Yi Le received the ball, Forsberg rushed up, trying to make Yi Le turn around.

But Yi Le seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He hit the ball with his heel, and the ball passed through Forsberg's crotch and rolled to Yu Dabao's feet.

"I...beautiful! The beautiful heel pass tricked Forsberg!" He Wei's mouth was about to slap.

He could feel the rhythm coming back and everything was starting to settle down.

Yi Le is like a lead thread interspersed with the Chinese team, connecting everyone in series and sorting out the rhythm in an orderly manner.

Next, Yi Le didn't step forward, he had already run a little out of his control range, if he ran a few steps forward, once Sweden's counterattack started, they would be powerless.

The good news is that the triangular tactics of Hao Junmin, Wu Lei and others have cooperated and began to gradually put pressure on Sweden's defense line.

Seeing that Wu Lei and others were playing well, Yi Le and Zheng Zhi turned their heads at the same time. They looked at each other and made a choice!

Press forward!

Yi Le and Zheng Zhi pressed forward at the same time, and the back line followed their footsteps and moved forward slightly.

This forward pressure suddenly made the offense of the Chinese strikers more unscrupulous.

Once there is no good opportunity, they can pass back to Yi Le or Zheng Zhi to reorganize the offense.

The role of Yi Le's regista has given the Chinese team a great boost.

This kind of defensive midfielder organization is a continuous cannonball supply machine that makes Wu Lei, Exxon, and Yu Dabao run happily in the frontcourt, and Hao Junmin's role is more to pass the ball for them.

For a while, the Chinese team actually overwhelmed the halftime and played vigorously.

"Beautiful transfer! It's so beautiful! He hardly observed it! How did he see that gap!" Duan Xuan has become a repeater. Can't find a suitable word to praise.

Every pass of Yi Le is so pleasing to the eye, which makes him feel that he is a little short of words as a commentator.

At this time, Hao Junmin held the ball and did not pass it forward, but directly passed it back to Yi Le.

Seeing Hao Junmin's reply, Sweden breathed a sigh of relief. Is this a withdrawal?

The next moment, the Chinese team gave the answer!

Facing the flying ball, Yi Le directly pressed down and volleyed!

The ball flew rapidly in the low air, directly tore through the back line of defense, and flew towards the neutral position on the left wing.

And there, Wu Lei and Yu Dabao had completed the switch at some point.

Wu Lei was chasing the ball, while Yu Dabao and Exxon were standing in the middle circle ready to respond.

At this moment, Forsberg understood a truth, sometimes retreating is not because of lack of follow-up, sometimes she can also become an opportunity to attack!

It's just that he doesn't have Yi Le's footwork and insight ability to directly tear through the defense!

Sweden is in danger!

Wu Lei quickly caught up with the ball.

His movement is very stretched, and the ball is cut directly inside.

Wu Lei passed the ball before the Swedish player stepped forward to block it.

It was a cross, Yu Dabao and Exxon competed for the top.

"Wu Lei made a pass!! This ball, is there any?!!" Duan Xuan raised his heart to his throat.

All the Chinese fans got up excitedly and burst into loud roars!

let me in! !

Under the attention of all the people, Yu Dabao hit the ball. He really felt that he hit the ball, but just when he wanted to tilt his head, he felt a resistance.

The opponent's goalkeeper also withstood the ball.

Yu Dabao's face was flushed from holding back, the veins on his neck were bulging, and he tried hard to drive the ball into it.

Get out of the way for me! !

He felt that his neck was about to break, but the ball remained motionless.

In the end, the two landed at the same time. The Swedish goalkeeper clapped his hands down. The ball bounced off the ground and was hugged directly into his arms.

The Chinese team's attack was very threatening this time, but they got nothing, not even a corner kick.

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