World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 137 The Final Counterattack of the Persian Cavalry
"Coach Zeng, fortunately you responded in a timely manner."

"If it's a little later, this Zheng Zhizhen will have to make the team members do something good or bad."

This teaching assistant is very good at talking.

Don't think that the instigator of everything is Zeng Zheng.

But he said from another angle, the players became the "murderers" who harmed Zheng Zhi, while Zeng Zheng changed himself and became Zheng Zhi's "savior".

Zeng Zheng nodded his head, feeling his heart constantly.

No wonder so many people want to be officials!
The people below here speak really nicely!
Zeng Zheng's little trick was quickly seen through by the Iranian coach.

After the re-kick-off, Iran immediately stepped up its attack.

"This old fox has sharp eyes!"

Zeng Zheng cursed secretly, and quickly set about organizing defenses.

In today's game, Zeng Zheng arranged for the team all offensive buffs.

If you want to do a good job in defense, he must personally command.

"Be careful, don't let him kick!"

"Someone is coming from behind!"

"Fuck him!"

Under Zeng Zheng's voice of command, the team members who had switched from offense to defense gradually got used to it.

Although the scrambling zone was temporarily pushed to their own half, there was no conceded goal.

In the 27th minute, the Iranian team finally played the most threatening attack since the opening.

The Iranian team hit the front of the Chinese team's penalty area through a fast break in the midfield. Li Tie's hasty tackle did not break the ball under Jaw Gary's feet, but was passed by the opponent's kick.

Ali Dayi who kept up with the ball was a volley.

Ou Chuliang flew out, threw the ball out of the goal frame with one palm, and gave the opponent a right corner kick.

Immediately afterwards, the Iranian team swung a corner kick towards the goal.

It seemed that Ou Chuliang's altitude was not considered at all.

Calmly, Ou Chuliang chewed his gum, focusing on the ball from the very beginning.

Counting the height and distance of the ball, he jumped up high at the right time and took the ball off the heads of the two Iranian players.

"Fuck! Do you have to let them take off?"

"Can't you see one and the other?"

"What are you eating?"

Zeng Zheng shouted angrily from the sidelines.

Seeing that Ou Chuliang confiscated the ball, Li Weifeng, Zheng Zhi, Li Tie, Zhao Junzhe, Wu Chengying, Wang Liang and others couldn't help holding their knees and gasping for breath.

"It's okay, take your time."

Ou Chuliang made a slowing gesture, "We lead by two goals, don't worry."

have to say.

There is an experienced veteran on the court, who can stabilize the morale of the army more than Zeng Zheng, who is constantly yelling on the sidelines.

"Hold behind!"

"Zhang Yuxie, you don't need to come back!"

"Run for me in midfield!"

"Don't take a walk all the time!"

Even though BUFF entered the debuff stage, Zeng Zheng was still urging Zhang Yu to move violently, giving him the right not to return to defense.

The best defense is the offense.

Zeng Zhengcai wouldn't be so stupid as to retreat because the buff debuff effect started to take effect.

"Ou Chuliang, it's Ou Chuliang again!"

Huang Jianxiang's throat was about to smoke.

Every time this familiar name is called, I can't help but sweat for the Chinese team.

Five seconds ago, Madavikia slammed his right foot in the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team and drew a fast and fierce S ball towards the far corner.

Looking at the ball without any rotation in the air, Ou Chuliang leaped into the air and hit the ball off the crossbar with a single palm at the highest point.

In the next second, Ou Chuliang, who didn't think about any consequences, landed on his back and slammed into the goal.

It wasn't until he rolled backwards that he could barely get up.

"Whoa, whoa"

Both Madavikia and Ou Chuliang adjusted to their best condition at the moment, and gasped for breath.

During the 10 minutes of the Chinese team's transition from offense to defense, Ou Chuliang rejected a total of 9 shots from inside the goal frame by the Iranian team!
Whether it is a header in the penalty area or a long shot from outside the penalty area.

Ou Chuliang tried his best to reject every shot of his opponent.

During this period, the Chinese team had only one attack and shot.

Zhang Yuxie's long-range firing outside the restricted area did not cause too much trouble for Ahmed.

At first, hundreds of Iranian fans at the scene were still complacent about their team's onslaught and strength;

But as time passed, the purple-robed general in front of the Chinese team kept blocking the shots of the Iranian team in front of the goal line again and again.

In the end, when the Iranian team kicked the corner kick, there were even many fans who put their hands on their chests and prayed silently.

Obviously, the Buddhas in Thailand did not help these Christians.

Bagheri's corner kick landed on Ou Chuliang's fist accurately and flew out of the penalty area.

Li Jinyu followed up with a big kick and cleared the ball to the frontcourt.

"Damn it, that goalkeeper is amazing today!"

In the stands, the Iranian fans held the back of their heads, disbelief written all over their faces.

"He can catch any ball, he is simply a man favored by Allah!"

"The Chinese team has such a goalkeeper, why didn't they play in the top ten last year?"

"Don't talk nonsense, he was the main goalkeeper in the top ten last year!"

"What? Is this true? Why does it look like a different person today?"

At the same time, the referee blew the whistle to end the first half.

"2 to 0!"

"This is a very favorable score for the Chinese team!"

"As long as we keep the score in the second half, we will advance to the final!" Huang Jianxiang's voice was sonorous and powerful.

In the second half, they changed sides and fought again.

According to Zeng Zheng's idea, by gaining BUFF 15 minutes after the call, grab another attack.

Even if you fail to score, you can at least disrupt the rhythm of the Iranian team and waste the ten or twenty minutes after the opening.

After the Iranian team is reorganized, it will completely defend.

At that point, it's almost time to win the game.

But the Iranian team obviously won't let Zeng Zheng's calculation start.

The Iranian team attacked too smoothly at the end of the first half.

Coupled with the adjustments during the halftime break and the coach's on-demand broadcast, the Chinese team did not have a chance to attack after the second half began, but they fought against the Chinese team.

Although his own players have the BUFF of offensive and defensive conversion, the gap of inexperience is quickly reflected.

In the 56th minute, the Iranian team successfully played a counterattack.

When Ali Daei received the ball in the frontcourt, the Chinese team was briefly played 2 on 3 by the opponent in the half.

Facing the advantage in numbers, Ali Daei successfully took advantage of the opponent's reverse psychology.

From receiving the ball to dribbling into the penalty area, no one passed along the way, just choosing to break through by himself.

In the end, facing Ou Chuliang who had abandoned the goal, he scored with a lob shot.

Seeing that Ou Chuliang finally lost the ball, hundreds of Iranian fans at the scene immediately stood up and applauded.

"Thanks to Allah, we finally broke the goal of this Chinese goalkeeper!"

"Allah, let us continue!"

"Our Persian cavalry is invincible!"

It's not easy.

Zeng Zheng frowned.

Looking at the rising momentum of the Iranian team, if this continues, it is possible to be equalized or even surpassed by the opponent.

At this moment, Zeng Zheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

What is young and vigorous, what is Iran's continuous battles and weakness.

In the face of absolute power suppression, these are all nonsense!
He is not afraid of being "slapped in the face" because the big words he said before the game are not fulfilled.

Compared with Japan and South Korea, which are also training troops, it is not easy for the Chinese team to reach the semi-finals.

The opponent is Iran, the best Asian rival.

Judging from the cards on both sides, there is nothing wrong with losing to such an opponent.

But in football games, sometimes you can't just look at the difference in the cards to determine the winner or loser.

Looking at the fans in the stands who were dyed red from China, Zeng Zheng has been thinking about what kind of tricks he should use to break the game.

He doesn't want to play overtime.

He is not afraid of penalty shootouts, but the problem is that the rules of today's football golden ball win, whether the physical strength of the players can survive the penalty kick is still a problem.

"Coach Zeng"

Seeing the players on the field who began to rely on fouls and shovels to defend, the assistant coach on the side also looked worried.

"Next time the ball is dead, let Wu Chengying come down and replace Yao Li."

Zeng Zheng said in a low voice.

Yao Li is also a player from Liaoning.

After playing, he has 150% full state, and it is perfect to use him to fight consumption.

This is the only solution that Zeng Zheng can think of at the moment.

Just find the right time and use the substitute to disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

Then replace three Liaoning players for defensive consumption, there is still hope to hold the ball.

And the system requires Liaoning nationality, not the Liaoning football club.

Because of this, Zeng Zheng still has many choices.

Soon, Zeng Zheng played all three substitution cards in his hand.

The game entered the last 10 minutes, and it was also the most difficult 10 minutes.

On the system panel, there are more than 5 players on the field whose stamina gauges are empty.

Under the double influence of physical fitness zeroing and debuff BUFF, words such as "easy to be injured", "easy to foul" and "easy to rage" appeared after the names of many players.

But these negative buffs have become Zeng Zheng's only available "tactics" at the moment.

In the end, Zeng Zheng even deliberately arranged the cramp time of the team members so that they would miss the peak period of "cramp".

"Li Tie, it's your turn to be next. I know you're fine, but you've been running for more than 80 minutes. The referee knows you're fine?"

"Zhang Xiaorui, take it easy, the last trip was too short!"

"Li Weifeng, if you persist a little longer, it will soon be your turn to cramp!"

The teaching assistant and Han Tao on the side held a notebook and a pen in their hands, and kept writing and drawing.

Just looking at Zeng Zheng from the side, there is a feeling of looking up from a high mountain.

My God, can injuries be arranged as tactics?
There is so much learning about fouls?
Coach Zeng really didn't play his cards according to common sense!
However, the acting talents of the players are uneven.

It was quickly caught by the referee.

Looking at the yellow card above his head, Li Tie, who looked wronged, wanted to open his arms to defend something, but was held down by his teammates.

"Tiezi, forget it!"

"Everyone can see clearly."

"You're acting too fake, and it's your problem if people with a discerning eye see it."

"Stop struggling."

"Admit it if you have to!"

"Grit your teeth through this time."

"The future can still shine!"

Looking at Zeng Zheng who was angrily looking at him from the sidelines, Li Tie subconsciously pursed his lips and blew upwards.

But after blowing, he realized that the cabbage head on top of his head had been shaved off by Zeng Zheng long ago.

Foul + flopping, the referee awarded Li Tie a yellow card and gave the Iranian team a free kick in a good position.

Game time is running out.

Although there is stoppage time, what are those three or four minutes enough for?

Ou Chuliang leaned against the doorpost, bent over, and kept swinging his left hand, adjusting the position of the human wall.

The piece of chewing gum that Zeng Zheng handed to him had already been spat out after a save.

Even so, he was still in high spirits, his eyes fixed on the ball not far away.

"The game came to the 89th minute."

"Li Tie made a foul before the penalty area and gave the opponent Iran a free kick in a good position."

"In this position, the Iranian team can attack the goal directly." Looking at the position of the free kick, Huang Jianxiang couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

The situation changed suddenly in the second half, and the opponent kept pressing him.

If it wasn't for Ou Chuliang's strong resistance, Iran would have equalized or even overtaken him by now.

Seeing that time is running out, the fans no longer expect the players to score goals.

As long as the current score is maintained, then the team that advances to the final will be their own team!

At this moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

Especially those fans from Shenhua, the magical city, stood up involuntarily and looked at the goalkeepers belonging to their club.

"Ou Chuliang, come on!!!"

　Since noon yesterday, my throat has been itchy and I have been coughing until now.

　　The high fever is still there, but one problem is that I can't smell whether it's my cat's poop or my deodorant.

　　According to the current situation in Shenyang, I guess I will follow Yang.

　　I have memorized the chapters that are still owed to everyone, and I will try to come up with another chapter later while I am still alive, so as to bring the game to an end.

　　I might have to ask for leave these days.

　　May Allah bless me, it's just a common cold
　　
　
(End of this chapter)