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Vol 4 Chapter 20: Door god

Time is gradually being dragged into 80 minutes, Denmark's offense is still very aggressive, every Danish player is running, they all want to score an equalizer goal.

In the first defeat, they did not accept the result.

However, after the Chinese team chose to defend, the dense line of defense made Denmark feel swollen, they could not find a good opportunity.

Every attack will be accompanied by a crazy counterattack by Chinese defensive players.

There is still a gap between Chinese and Danish players, but this gap is not so large that it completely disrupts the balance.

Therefore, it can be compensated by the quantity. The human tactics are very simple and rough, but the effect is very good.

Denmark wants to score, but the Chinese team will not let them score.

The game became glued again.

"Denmark's offensive force is very strong, the Chinese team can not make any mistakes, once there is a mistake, Denmark will never let this opportunity pass."

Duan Xuan said solemnly.

This game made him breathless.

Although the game is not fierce and there is no passion for attack, it is the Chinese team in the game, which represents the honor of China, and they will naturally be extremely nervous.

"Yile also started desperately!"

Sun Jihai said with emotion.

After hearing that, everyone looked around and saw Yi Le running for a long time, madly blocking and intercepting. They did not know Yi Le's running data, but it was definitely the player who had run the most since the first round of the group stage.

And not only is it so simple to run, Yi Le is in a fierce physical confrontation at any time, his stealing ability is not good, then he can only make up for it by a brutal way.

Yi Le's gorgeous ball style disappeared, and some were just lifeless running and repeated body collisions.

The French commentary station is also broadcasting the game.

French narrator Mitchell looked at Yi Le running blindly and couldn't help feeling distressed: "No one can help him now!"

The same is true of Paris fans. In the absence of national level confrontation, Yi Le is still their favorite King of Paris.

And their king is exhausted at this time, embarrassed, this is not like Yi Le.

While in Paris, he had Kanter, Rabbi, Neymar, Mbappe beside him, but now looking around, Yi Le can only fight alone, his teammates can't help him!

...

In the game, Yi Le chased from the left half to the right half, the running distance is exaggerated, and it is the kind of uninterrupted variable speed running.

If it is replaced by another person, it is already tired at this time, but Yi Le can still insist, but it also consumes a lot of his physical energy.

Boom Boom Boom! !

Yi Le propped his knees, breathing heavily.

The crazy beating of the heart, the pain of the hot airway, and the legs are as heavy as the lead.

He knew that the limit was about to be reached.

Yi Le continues to take deep breaths to adjust his heart rate while looking up at the time.

89 minutes.

With four minutes left, they only need to defend for four minutes before they can win.

At the same time, Zheng Zhi also looked up at the time.

Four minutes!

Zheng Zhi frowned, even though it was four minutes, but it was extremely simple for the Chinese team at this time.

No one can guarantee whether they can last for four minutes.

Even Zheng Zhi did not have this confidence.

But even so, you cannot give up, you must not make mistakes!

Zheng Zhigang wanted to remind his teammates that his pupils were shrinking.

...

Denmark suddenly started to play the right again.

And Polson and Jorgensen transposed, the big man Polson directly into the middle, Jorgensen made a breakthrough on the wing.

The intention of this position change is obvious. Denmark is going to fight in the air, relying on Poulsen's height advantage, they have to put the last bet on Poulsen.

Denmark started to make frequent kicks, and Polson took off frequently with Feng Xiaoting and Zhang Linpeng.

Under physical energy consumption, this kind of beating consumes the remaining physical strength more violently.

Every time, Zhang Linpeng and Feng Xiaoting both took a bite to take off, and even couldn't even jump to jump.

On the other hand, Polson is much easier here. His take-off height is not high, and he has not tried his best.

He wants to find a good opportunity to complete the jump at the most critical moment.

Polson ran while watching Feng Xiaoting beside the observer. He saw that Feng Xiaoting's movements became slow, which made him secretly say: the opportunity is coming!

Polson raised his hand decisively for the ball.

Jorgensen saw this scene, after pulling the ball, a pass was passed.

Unlike before, the height of this ball is very high.

Polson, Feng Xiaoting and Zhang Linpeng are all stuck in position and ready to take off.

All three are looking for the best starting point.

They looked up at the ball and counted in silence.

three!

two!

One!

Jump up! !

Just about to take off, Feng Xiaoting's face suddenly changed, and his whole body sank. In a semi-squat situation, he didn't complete the jump, but sat straight.

"Oops! Feng Xiaoting failed to jump up!"

The narrator shouted.

Polson saw this scene, a ecstasy in his heart.

Zhang Linpeng is also a face-changing, and the situation is very bad now, from Feng Xiaoting and Zhang Linpeng's double-entry into a heads-up.

Zhang Linpeng faced 190 big Polson and had no advantage in air combat.

How to do?

Zhang Linpeng made a decision between electro-optical flint.

I saw his entire upper body turn around in the air, knocking with his elbow raised.

The strength is not great, but Polson still screamed.

Ah ~~~~~~! !

"Foul !! Penalty kick !!"

The Danish fans at the scene shouted loudly.

The referee also ran quickly, showing a yellow card towards the silent Zhang Linpeng.

In fact, this action is likely to eat a red card, but the referee is merciless.

"Zhang Linpeng fouled!"

The commentary is very quiet.

All three knew that Zhang Linpeng had no choice but to either be scored or take a penalty.

From the perspective of opportunity, the latter is obviously better.

And Zhang Linpeng chose to sacrifice herself to redeem the slightest chance.

"He has reached the limit." Sun Jihai also frowned.

Now the question comes to the Chinese team again, can we save this penalty.

...

Goalkeeper Yan Junling stepped forward and patted Zhang Linpeng's shoulder, then quietly returned to the goal.

Other players including Yi Le have patted their shoulders to comfort.

In fact, they understood that Zhang Linpeng really did his best.

Everyone came to the restricted area line, now they have no choice, they can only believe that Yan Junling can save the penalty.

Through negotiation, Denmark sent Eriksson to take the penalty.

Seeing Eriksson stepped forward, Yi Le thought about it, he ran straight to Yan Junling's direction, and then said something in his ear.

Until Yi Le returned, Hao Junmin asked with a puzzled expression: "What did you tell him?"

"I said, come on!"

Hao Junmin: "???

"He is putting pressure on Eriksson!" Zheng Zhi said the idea.

Yi Lei suppressed Eriksson in the whole game, which was a nightmare in itself, and at a critical moment, Yi Le ran to the goalkeeper and told him next to his ear.

These actions will make Eriksson's thoughts confusing and change the pressure on him.

Yi Le doesn't know if these small actions are useful, but at least he can be more sure.

But Yi Le did not know that Erickson was completely messed up at this time.

When he saw Yi Le, his heart sank, and then his head was full of thoughts ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ What did Yi say to the goalkeeper? ! !

How should I play this ball?

Eriksson is good at pushing in the lower left corner, but Yi Le's move actually makes him dare not kick this angle.

Yi Le up to the field where Erickson is good at, this guy definitely told the Chinese goalkeeper this.

Eriksson decided to change the routine.

He looked at the goal. Yan Junling had already started to move the left and right stripes, his hands swayed up and down, completely unable to judge the goalkeeper's thoughts.

FXXK! !

Eriksson decided not to go to the goalkeeper, not bothered by sight.

With a whistle.

Eriksson started running, and suddenly he saw Yan Junling stepping slightly towards the left, and Eriksson's eyes lit up.

I knew it!

He lifted his legs high, then slowly lowered them, rubbing his feet.

A spoon kick!

It's just that he was completely stunned the next second.

Yan Junling's side fluttering motion suffocated suddenly, the body suddenly pulled back, so quietly waiting for the ball.

Then ... hold the ball in his arms.

"Yan Junling !!!!!!"

"Hug !!!"