World Cup of Great Powers

As for the form and score on the field, they were not within the plans of the coaches of both sides.

Then the attrition of both sides at the 70th minute greatly exceeded the expectations of the two coaches.

As South Korea's starting full-back, Kim Tae-young's role is huge.

With a height of 1.8 meters, he has no fear in facing any Chinese players competing for the top.

It was precisely because of him and Cui Zhenzhe sitting in the clinic that Li Yun, who was 1.8 meters tall, dared to leave the door and attack.

Now, one of the twin defense towers of South Korea has collapsed.

Cui Zhenzhe on the other side is alone, and the Chinese team can easily seize the opportunity in the vacancy.

Hiddink was so anxious that he was bald now.

Who can fill the vacancy of Kim Tae-young has become the biggest problem for the South Korean coaching staff at the moment.

"Xiao Zeng, Tie Zi is gone, what should we do?"

Facing the questions from Jin and Chi, Zeng Zheng pointed at Zheng Zhi, who was running all over the field.

"Tiezi is gone, we have him!"

"Otherwise, why would I go up in his place?"

For the Chinese team, Yang Chen took the initiative to retreat and formed a double attacking midfielder with Sun Jihai.

In terms of midfielder, Zheng Zhi took over Li Tie's position.

"From a red and yellow card perspective."

"Li Tie had a yellow card on his body, but Kim Tae-young had no card on him."

"Both of them dyed red and left the field at the same time, so we took advantage!"

Jin and Chi looked at each other.

They knew that Zeng Zheng was protective of his shortcomings, but they didn't expect that Zeng Zheng would be so protective of his shortcomings.

Li Tie gave Kim Tae Young a bruised face with these few punches, and there might be political issues after the game.

But looking at your calm demeanor, do you still think this is a fight between primary school students?
After the conflict between Li Tie and Kim Tae-young, it was difficult for both sides to remain calm.

There were constant conflicts and quarrels.

The 10 people standing on the field were either injured or had cards on them.

It can be said to be a complete lose-lose situation!
Taking advantage of the power of the home court, South Korea gradually launched an offensive.

Zheng Zhi gritted his teeth, resisted with a high pitch, and retreated forward.

Surprisingly, after Li Tie came off the field, he firmly supported the Chinese team's backcourt.

In order to stabilize the defense and provide supporting firepower for the offense, Hiddink replaced two players in a row.

Replaced Ryu Sang-cheol with Lee Cheon-soo, and replaced Hong Myung-po with Hwang Seon-hong.

For the Chinese team, Zeng Zheng also played the last substitution card without hesitation.

Xie Hui, who was limping with both legs, was replaced by Zhang Yuheng, who was still tall and tall.

At this point, both sides have exhausted their substitution cards.

If an injured person appears again, it will be up to the players on the field to support themselves.

In the 72nd minute, Seol Qi-hyun and Ahn Jung-hwan played a clever one-two at the front of the penalty area.

Park Ji-sung knocked on the instep of Seol Ki-hyun's pass from the street, and Song Jong-kook volleyed with his right foot from the edge of the penalty area and missed the near post.

In the 73rd minute, Sun Jihai took a free kick from the right side. Goalkeeper Li Yun was injured on the right side of his thigh when he jumped up to hit the ball. He fell to the ground and rested for nearly a minute.

In the 75th minute, Ahn Jung-hwan threw a sideline ball from the left. Park Ji-sung headed the ball 8 meters in front of the goal, trying to knock on the door guarded by Ou Chuliang with a fantasy back of the head attack.

As a result, the ball went over the crossbar and flew out of the baseline.

In the 76th minute, Wu Chengying received the overhead ball and broke into the left side of the penalty area. Facing Cui Zhenzhe who struggled to defend, Wu Chengying forced the ball down, but was severely knocked away by the opponent and fell heavily to the ground. After resting on the sidelines, Wu Chengying Return to the field and continue playing.

At this point in the game, not to mention the anger, both sides wanted to see red with their bayonets.

The ball was out of control.

The two sides inadvertently crossed the midfield directly and used fast long passes to attack each other.

The competition is endurance, and the fight is perseverance.

It depends on who falls behind in this roundabout run.

The national players fought hard, and many of them had their eyes wet with sweat.

In the end, even though my willpower was strong, my lead-filled legs were no longer in control.

In the 79th minute, Zhao Jun broke into the penalty area from the middle and tried to shoot. The ball hit the opponent's leg and jumped up high. Li Yunzai, who was injured and persisted, hugged him high.

I thought that the South Korean goalkeeper would take this opportunity to rest, but unexpectedly, after receiving the ball, Li Yun took two steps forward with his injured leg, put his right leg on the ground, and opened his body like a fully drawn bow. The ball was thrown instantly.

Whoosh! ! !
Seeing the trajectory of the ball in the air, Zeng Zheng on the sidelines also broke into a cold sweat.

"Follow back, chase back!!!"

Chi Shangbin shouted anxiously.

There is no need to arrange how to defend the players.

Just looking at the three-on-two situation in the frontcourt, you know that something is going wrong!
Li Weifeng and Zheng Zhi were at the end, forming the last defensive front.

Park Ji-sung and Ahn Jung-hwan hit Huang Shanhong, who had just been replaced, like three steel knives, piercing into the heart of the Chinese team.

Behind the three men were four international players desperately chasing after them.

But even Sun Jihai Zhaojunzhe is far from the above three people.

This is also impossible.

The moment Li Yun threw the ball vigorously, all the players with defensive tasks had to fight back as fast as possible.

At this moment, the South Korean players fully demonstrated their long endurance on the field.

No matter how bad their style of play is.

His tenacity at the end of the game is also worth learning from his opponents.

"Get the position first!"

"Keep your feet off!"

"Don't get passed over!"

"Middle! Middle!"

Ou Chuliang shouted while retreating.

He is very clear.

Losing the ball at this juncture means something.

But facing the menacing three forwards from South Korea, Ou Chuliang himself didn't feel confident.

Counting myself, it was only three against three.

This time, it's really a disaster!

Soon, Park Ji-sung, who rushed forward with the ball, passed the first ball.

The ball rubbed Zheng Zhi's heel and rolled sideways to An Zhenhuan's feet.

Upon seeing this, Li Weifeng quickly stepped forward to make up for it, but An Zhenhuan scored with his left foot and quickly distributed the ball to the other side.

At the same time, Ou Chuliang, who had been ready to attack, rushed forward like a tiger descending a mountain, and pounced on Huang Shanhong who had not yet got the ball on the other side.

In addition, even Zheng Zhi turned around and ran over from the side, trying to form a corner with Ou Chuliang, double-teaming and breaking the ball from Huang Shanhong's feet.

Facing the two Chinese players who desperately rushed toward him, Huang Shanhong, who came on as a substitute, was still not too hot and thought calmly in the shortest time.

Don't expect to knock on the door.

Ou Chuliang tried his best to block the ball even though his face was injured.

Extraordinary?

If he pulls further to the side, even if he passes Ou Chuliang, Zheng Zhi can continue to keep up with the defense.

At that point, this fast attack might fail because of this!

At the critical moment, Huang Shanhong gave up the opportunity to become a hero of South Korea.

He tapped his left foot and passed the ball back to Ahn Jung-hwan again.

Seeing this, Li Weifeng quickly stepped forward and stretched out his legs to intercept.

But the South Korean midfielder who plays for Perugia is not a vegetarian either.

Using his own body, An Zhenhuan stood firm and blocked Li Weifeng's position.

Just like that, Li Weifeng, who was up for grabs, watched helplessly as the ball slipped away from his toes and rolled to the other side again.

On that side, there is Park Ji-sung, who is known as South Korea's top rising star in the past 20 years! ! !

Li Weifeng turned his head in despair.

Whoosh!
A dark shadow flashed.

Li Weifeng couldn't care about anything else.

He struggled to push Ahn Jung-hwan away from him and rushed towards Park Ji-sung.

hoo hoo hoo! ! !
Li Datou roared angrily and threw his body into the air.

brush! !

Li Weifeng's body slid sideways on the slippery turf of Gwangju Stadium.

Park Ji-sung, who was about to hit the goal, flicked his right foot and easily avoided Li Weifeng's sliding block.

Li Weifeng's eyes widened instantly as he looked at the legs of the South Korean who was dribbling the ball in front of him.

Can't enter!
He must not be allowed to score this goal!
I'm risking my life, no matter what I say, I can't let him in! ! !

Li Weifeng roared deep in his heart.

At this moment, what is your career, what is your future, and what is your international evaluation?
All personal honors and disgrace were forgotten by Li Weifeng.

All his thoughts were focused on preventing Park Ji-sung from shooting.

Just stop it from shooting.

No matter how despicable the method is, he will not care if he is accused by thousands of people.

Looking at Park Ji-sung's reddish-brown socks stained with soil, Li Weifeng reached out his hand without hesitation.

Just grab his support leg.

No matter how big or bad the crime is, I, Li Datou, will bear it alone! ! !
puff~~~
Park Ji-sung, who was about to shoot, stumbled.

In just a moment, he knew what was happening.

At the same time, the referee Meck also had the whistle in his mouth.

Li Weifeng stretched out his hand too far.

Even aliens can see clearly what he is going to do.

But in the end, Li Weifeng still failed to pull Park Ji-sung down.

Looking at the dirt and blood in his palm, Li Weifeng was stunned.

His own legs were covered in wounds.

So why not the South Korean players?
As Park Sanfei who was "taken care of" the most, his socks were already stained with blood.

boom!
Not far above his head, there was still a sound that broke Li Weifeng's heart.

Park Ji-sung still shot.

I still couldn't hold him back!
In an instant, Li Weifeng lost all his power and the back of his head fell hard on the turf.

There were a few floating clouds in the blue sky.At that moment, Li Weifeng just wanted to close his eyes and enjoy this rare peace.

"Wow!!!"

The next second, a huge roar came from the stands, bringing Li Datou directly back to reality.

Ok?
what's the situation?
Go in?
its not right!
This atmosphere is wrong!

Li Weifeng turned his head.

His eyes widened instantly.

The pupils were also dilated to the extreme.

That damn ball bounced towards the tip of his nose without knowing when.

what's the situation?
what just happened?
Li Weifeng, who didn't know why, acted almost out of muscle instinct.

He rolled on the spot and held up his hands.

Before his body could get up completely, he hit the ball with his head.

boo~~
After being hit by Li Datou, the ball immediately bounced in the opposite direction.

The two landed and the bottom line popped up.

"Beep!!!"

The whistle sounded.

Referee Meike immediately rushed to the Chinese team's penalty area.

Before Li Weifeng could react, General Fan in front of the goal line had already thrown himself in front of the referee.

That posture seemed to be like swallowing the other person up.

"Hey! Referee!"

"Look clearly, it's breasts, it's breasts!"

"Not hands!"

General Fan pulled up the red flag on his chest and stretched it in front of Meike's eyes.

However, the German referee turned a blind eye.

For serious Germans, they only believe what they see with their own eyes.

"Shh!"

A yellow card flashed over General Fan's head.

This was punishment for blocking Park's shot with his arm;
"Shh!"

Another yellow card appeared on Li Weifeng's head.

This was punishment for him just reaching out to pull Park Ji-sung.

After being shown two yellow cards in a row, Meike took out his white slip and recorded the number of the person who received the card on it.

After he finished writing, he pointed at the penalty spot.

Despite the protests of all the Chinese players around them, South Korea was awarded a penalty kick.

As soon as the penalty kick came out, the Gwangju Stadium exploded again.

The South Korean fans, who had just missed Park Ji-sung's shot, stood up again and clamored to give the Chinese team a good look.

The Chinese coaching staff was filled with anger, and Jin and Chi wanted to give the fourth official a hard time.

Judging from slow motion playback.

Facing Park Ji-sung's adjusted shot, General Fan returned to the goal line as quickly as possible and blocked the shot with his left chest.

Just looking at the contact range between the ball and the body, it has nothing to do with handball.

If Meike's penalty kick was based on General Fan's handball, then this was a misjudgment!
The Chinese coaching staff is angry because of this.

But the problem is, the scene where Li Weifeng stretched out his hand to grab someone is still vivid in his mind.

Even if General Fan is redressed, Li Weifeng's skills are enough to win a red dot package.

Inside and out, it makes sense for South Korea to get a penalty kick.

But in football, one is one and two is two.

Since you judged the point because of our "handball", I think you made a misjudgment.

Because our players really don’t have handball!
Therefore, the Chinese side also booed and looked dissatisfied with the referee's "harmony" and "unclear goal" decisions.

"He's the top referee in Europe!"

"The level is no different from that in Africa!"

"What kind of B referee is this?"

"After working hard for so long, bamboo shoes are replaced by something like this?"

Under Huang Jianxiang's explanation, the blind fans also avoided the important and ignored the easy, and kept poking at the "key".

It’s not right for you to award a penalty kick anyway!
We don't have handball.

As for if you change the decision to award a penalty kick because of Li Weifeng's hand movements, then you shouldn't!

Because we didn't pull Park Ji-sung down and he finished the shot.

The shot was blocked by our defender who got back in time, so the matter was over.

Even if you are "settling the scores", the most you can do is give Li Datou a replacement yellow card.

Why give us a penalty kick? ? ?

China was very angry, and South Korea was also cursing.

After a few seconds of excitement over the penalty, both fans and officials started to curse.

"Red card! Red card!"

"This guy won't give you a red card???"

"Both of them deliberately took advantage of each other in the penalty area, so you just gave me a yellow card and that's it?"

"Do you know how to be a referee?"

"I don't care whether the Chinese players have handball or not."

"Since you awarded a penalty kick, it means he really used his hands!"

"Handball in the penalty area, what else will you get if you don't get a red dot package?"

"Those two Chinese players should both be given red cards!"

"Then the ball will be directly counted as a goal, why should we give a penalty kick?"

"As expected of the referee who was 'supported' by China, this is an obvious black whistle!!!"

Maker's penalty caused dissatisfaction on both sides.

The serious German's forehead was also filled with sweat at this moment.

If he hadn't been born with a serious face, he might have shown his timidity and been bombarded by everyone.

Whether it is for the purpose of "making peace" or "showing mercy".

Meike's penalty failed to save his prestige in both camps, nor was it recognized by either side. It also lifted the fig leaf of the international bead curtain again.

Look, look!
This is the referee sent by your International Bead Curtain!

What kind of dog p referee!

It's not as good as our army!

However, no matter what happens between the two sides.

The game still has to go on.

A penalty kick has been awarded, and both sides were dissatisfied, cursing and preparing for a penalty kick.

While everyone was complaining about the referee's decision, Park and Lee, who were at the center of the whirlpool, felt something and looked at each other from a distance.

Then they all turned around, lowered their heads, and walked towards their respective camps.

"Park, are you going to kick this ball?" Captain Hong Mingpu asked cautiously.

"Forget it, let others do it."

Park Ji-sung waved his hand.

He could see the last kick clearly.

General Fan did block his shot with his left chest.

So whether it was a yellow card or a penalty kick, he felt his face red.

However, in the face of national interests, he could only remain silent and let all this happen.

All he could do was turn his back and let his teammates take the "hard-earned" penalty kick.

Whether this ball brings success or failure, everything has nothing to do with him!

"Butou, are you okay?"

"Big head, wipe this blood."

"Budou, the referee's **** is the same as if he hasn't been changed. It's so stupid!"

"Big head, good job, good defense!"

Amid the cheers of comfort from the crowd, Li Weifeng silently stepped on the white line at the top of the penalty area.

He stood up straight but made no gesture of running.

From his point of view, this goal was indeed his own fault.

If Park Ji-sung hadn't staggered because of his own pull, General Fan wouldn't have been able to block his shot.

He made such an obvious move to pull someone's calf in the penalty area, but in the end he only received a harmless yellow card.

It can be said that now that he is still on the court, he has completely "saved his life."

"Brother Fan, this ball is mine."

Looking at Ahn Jung-hwan preparing to run before the penalty spot, Li Datou said softly.

General Fan was stunned for a moment, then patted Li Weifeng on the shoulder.

"Butou, it's already this time, what's yours and mine?"

"There is still time in the game, just do it!"

"Beep!!!"

The whistle sounded.

With tens of thousands of people watching, Ahn slowly ran up to the ball.

puff!
A nudge.

Ou Chuliang misjudged the direction and the ball hit the net.

hoohoo! ! !

The South Korean attacking midfielder who scored the goal rushed to the baseline immediately, raised his arms towards the fans in the stadium, and roared loudly.

Behind him were a group of South Korean players who followed.

The sticks are stacked on top of each other like a pile of firewood in the Northeast winter.

As a world-famous coach, Hiddink also had a smile on his face for the first time since the game started.

(End of this chapter)