Chapter 64 He... Didn't Run!

As soon as the second half started, Sweden launched a very aggressive attack.

After being tied in the first half, the Swedish coach Andersson went into a rage in the locker room, and almost every Swedish player was scolded bloody.

Aggrieved!

In the first half, they clearly had a chance to end the game, but the resilience of the Chinese team shattered their plans.

Now that the game has entered the second half, Sweden has become more and more eager under the condition of intense physical consumption.

Especially the Swedish defense.

After the Chinese team took control of the midfield, Yi Le put too much pressure on the middle circle, and the sharp pass kept teasing their fragile nerves.

"The Chinese team no longer used the defensive tactics of the first half, they started to take the initiative to attack!"

Duan Xuan said excitedly.

The defense in the first half was good, but for the fans and commentators, the last five minutes of the attack was the most exciting.

In the second half, the Chinese team had no defensive posture at all, and began to take the initiative to attack and look for opportunities. This may be a way to sink the boat.

The fierce body collision continues...

The two wings penetrated wildly, running back and forth.

Yi Le picked up the tempo again, and the Swedish side was not to be outdone. The two teams played the same set of confrontation in the first half again.

Hao Junmin passed the ball to Yi Le after breaking through one man from the wing.

As soon as Yi Le touched the ball, two Swedish players ran over to double-team him.

boom! !

Yi Le couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, looking to stabilize his figure.

The supporting leg trembled slightly but quickly stabilized.

Yi Le carried the two men hard, passed the ball back to Zheng Zhi, and turned his eyes to the opponent's goal.

"You can't kick like that!"

Yi Le murmured softly.

He can feel the changes in his teammates around him,

Hao Junmin was very aggressive, and Wu Lei was also very active in going forward, but this is the beginning of the game, and the real test will start after 10 minutes.

The stamina recovered from the halftime break was exhausted again, and the only thing left to fight was perseverance.

The game was more physical than expected.

Just one first half made Yi Le and others feel a kind of exhaustion from the bottom of their hearts.

"Press up! Press up!!"

Zheng Zhi wiped the sweat from his forehead and roared forward.

He himself is at the end of his strength, and he can feel the fatigue caused by the rapid loss of physical energy.

His legs were extremely heavy, his heart hurt like it was being torn apart, and the burning sensation in his lungs made him miserable.

But... those eyes were extremely bright.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Zheng Zhi gasped violently, he beat his numb legs hard with his fists, and couldn't help smiling wryly in his heart.

‘People in their 40s, why are you still working so hard? '

But it’s really impossible if you don’t work hard!

Having just tasted the sweetness of victory, this feeling is more addictive than anything.

40 years old!

Few players can continue to play to this age, and many people's 40 years old are in the retirement stage.

But Zheng Zhi never thought that his 40 years old would be so wonderful.

Round of 16 World Cup!

This may be the last experience of his career.

How can you not fight!

The Swedish defender made a big-foot clearance and the ball flew towards the Chinese team's half.

Zheng Zhi saw that Yi Le was consciously retreating to intercept, but Yi Le's position was the best place to launch an attack.

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhi couldn't help roaring.

"this is mine!!!!--"

Zheng Zhi rushed over like a tiger devouring people.

Zheng Zhi and Toivonen collided into a ball in the air, their heads collided, and their eyes went dark.

When landing, Toivonen fell directly, and Zheng Zhi also pressed on the opponent.

Zheng Zhi lay on the ground and looked up at the ball in the air.

The ball is off the top!

Zheng Zhi shouted towards the front: "Xiao Le!!"

Swish! ! !

Yi Le rushed to the landing point quickly, and at the same time there were Svensson and Forsberg.

The landing position was not good. Yi Le managed to control the ball, but was knocked to one side by the two, and pushed the ball towards Hao Junmin with his head while rolling and crawling.

There was silence in the stands.

The Chinese fans clenched their fists and gritted their teeth.

"This pass..." Duan Xuan said in a daze on the commentary stage.

"Desperate, whether it's Yi Le or Zheng Zhi, their physical strength is almost exhausted, and their movements have begun to deform." He Wei couldn't help clenching his fists as he spoke.

Ferocious Zheng Zhi!

The embarrassed Yi Le!

This means that the Chinese team is really in a desperate situation.

In the 73rd minute of the game, Yi Le once again encountered the Swedish three-man defense and fell in the collision, but he still completed the pass when he fell.

Just one minute later, Swedish defender Lustig made a mistake when receiving the ball and stopped the ball.

Yu Dabao saw the right time and took the initiative to kick the ball to the middle.

Wu Lei competed with Exxon for the top, but he was not tall enough to reach the ball.

In the 76th minute, Sweden launched a counterattack. Klaasson sprinted desperately on the sidewalk.

The turnovers of the two teams began to increase.

This just proves that their physical fitness has entered an extremely bad state.

In 78 minutes, Sweden took the lead in making a substitution.

Forsberg and Lustig leave, Martin Olsson and Kraft enter.

After the substitution, the Swedish midfielder became more energetic, and they once again launched a siege tactic against Yi Le.

Throughout the game, Yi Le was targeted a bit miserably.

In 80 minutes, Lippi also substituted.

Hao Junmin is off and Wu Xi is on.

Yu Dabao is off, and young player Wei Shihao makes his debut in the World Cup.

The first appearance is a critical moment in the round of 16, which puts tremendous pressure on Wei Shihao.

After Wei Shihao came on the field, Zheng Zhi went up to him and warned this rebellious player severely.

"You have only one task, and that is to score goals. The current situation is created by everyone. If you dare to make any troubles, we will not spare you!"

Gudong!

Seeing Zheng Zhi's man-eating appearance, Wei Shihao, who was fearless, was a little scared.

Yi Le was speechless, he gasped on his knees and looked forward.

He dare not bow his head.

The same goes for everyone else, even the Swedish players are exhausted at this time.

Fighting until this point in time, everyone is trying to recover some physical fitness at every point in time, so that they can run a few more steps.

The game was about to start again. When Yi Le passed the coach's bench, he saw Lippi's questioning eyes.

Do you need a replacement?

Yi Le shook his head, the stabbing pain in his ankle was already very strong, the doctor warned him not to engage in too intense competition.

But sometimes, he has to fight!

In 90 minutes, the collision between the two sides became more intense.

Yi Le can't remember how many times he was turned over. Although he can pass the ball every time, he can no longer guarantee the accuracy.

and.....

Yi Le looked up suddenly, and he saw Zheng Zhi actually completed a counter-attack in the frontcourt.

"Captain, beautiful!!"

Yi Le was in high spirits.

Zheng Zhi also didn't drag his feet and passed the ball directly to Yi Le.

Yi Le was overjoyed. Just as he was about to start it, his expression suddenly changed.

Legs...legs can't move!

There was a piercing pain in the ankle, as if countless small needles were constantly stabbing.

Yi Le gritted his teeth and tried to run two steps forward, but he still couldn't run.

On the Chinese commentary stage...

"Zheng Zhi steals the ball, beautiful! At the critical moment, Zheng Zhi completed an excellent frontcourt steal. Now Sweden's defense line is wide open. As long as the football comes to Yi Le's feet, this is likely to cause a critical moment." goal!"

"Zheng Zhi passed the ball!! Yi Le... Yi Le... Yi Le..." Duan Xuan's originally excited voice began to become a little confused.

"Yi Le...he...he didn't run!"

Duan Xuan's voice was trembling, full of complexity.

Doubt, fear, disbelief and other emotions are kneaded together.

All eyes were on the stiff figure in the arena.

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