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v7 Chapter 79: Wu 3 stones that burst the world wave

Chinese fans have no pressure, but their opponents are no different.

In the first game, defeating North Korea 1:0, Uzbekistan has occupied the qualifying initiative. As Asia's top ranked team, Babayan's goal is naturally not just the group qualifying.

So he is not in a hurry, even if the Chinese team has the advantage in the scene, he still constantly signals his players to stabilize, ready to stick to the established tactics to the end.

I have to say that Babayan did study the Chinese team and found the most suitable way for them, but what made them unexpected was the force of the Chinese team.

He was surprised by Zhou Tiancheng's on-the-spot judgement on the central defender's personal siege. To be honest, even He Wei was surprised. Never seen Lippi's team use Simone-style tactics.

This is not an Italian style, but what makes the Chinese team lead is good tactics.

Lippi’s old man Madaloni came to Lippi’s ear and whispered a few words: “Marcelo, Zhou made his own claims. To be honest, it’s not a good choice to renew the contract with the Chinese team. It feels as long as he is there, it doesn't matter if you are there? Haha!"

Lippi shook his head gently: "I chose to trust Zhou. Since I gave him enough autonomy, I would not be so narrow, old man."

Madaloni carefully observed Lippi's complexion, as if it were indeed the case, his expression was very calm, and Madaloni could only smile.

Lippi is really not like Van Gaal and Klopp, a very self-conscious coach, he can understand Zhou Tiancheng's ideas, is very targeted, and after leading in this way, the momentum of the Chinese team is indeed Get up in an instant.

Uzbekistan can use a long pass to hit the front line directly, but the Chinese team's two central defenders Feng Xiaoting, Mei Fang and the midfielder Cai Huikang joined forces to mark, even if the forward single arrow Sergeyev has a height of 1.87 meters. It's hard to take advantage.

Uzbekistan was originally close to Europeanization and advocating confrontation. In the past, the Chinese team lacked control in the midfield. With this simple and rough tactics, it can become the nemesis of the Chinese team. However, in this game, one shot is enough to be convincing. .

When the Chinese team controlled the ball in the midfield, Ming Tao was quite bored. The game has been kicked for more than 20 minutes. He has not tested his shot once. In order to maintain his body heat, he even grabbed the crossbar and practiced the lead. Upward!

The live broadcast lens had always been aimed at the Chinese team who was in charge of the ball organization, but Ming Tao's operation immediately attracted the attention of the lens. There was even a burst of cheers on the court, and this action of Ming Tao brought the first (high) (tide) atmosphere of the scene.

Ming Tao didn't worry at all. After doing ten pull-ups in a row, he almost got warm. He turned around and glanced. The Chinese team still steadily controlled the ball near the opponent's penalty area.

Although there is no risk, He Wei and Xu Yang are still not very used to playing like this for Chinese players. The idea rooted in the heart is not so easy to completely change. For so many years, as long as Chinese players start random waves in international competitions, they often end up with absolutely unexpected tragedies.

Even though the strength comparison is clear, He Wei knows that we have the confidence to do so, but still can't help but smile and say: "Ming Tao is relaxed enough, still have to get nervous, this Uzbekistan kick, counterattack is Come here."

It is normal for the narrator to have such worries, but it is difficult to become a reality.

As a midfielder, Ahmedov has retreated to the center defender, and it is almost difficult for the ball to cross Uzbekistan half. Zhou Tiancheng would form a protection on the periphery for the first time to prevent opponents from counterattacks, and then sent out very strong straight plugs like two sides, forcing the opponent's back line to be in a state of high tension at all times.

Compared with the opponent's mid lane, the Chinese team's advantage on the wing is more obvious. Regardless of Zhou Tiancheng's goal, Chen Pengfei and Wu Sanshi can easily penetrate the defense.

Zhou Tiancheng got the ball right after the opponent's header was released. He glanced at it and passed it to Wu Sanshi on the right.

Hao Junmin immediately ran around Wu Sanshi, ready to respond at any time.

Wu Sanshi's first step did not shake off the opponent's left back, and his ability to force a one-on-one breakthrough. He is indeed weaker than Chen Pengfei. When Wu Sanshi was about to break through again, he was even nearly broken by the opponent's left back stretching his foot.

But Wu Sanshi's second reaction was very fast, and the speed of dealing with the ball with the opponent, the opponent just raised his foot, he also poke the foot, unexpectedly, the opponent took the opportunity to regain the ball.

Almost lost the ball, perhaps this point made Wu Sanshi a lot firmer. At the moment when he succeeded in counter-robbing, in fact the Chinese team Jiang Hao has ran out of the space in the penalty area, and Hao Junmin has also found Ai Ha. The area that Madoff had no time to cover.

But Wu Sanshi didn't even see it at all. He accelerated from the wing to the frontier of the penalty area. The opponent's central defender Klimets saw that the defender was thrown away in a blink of an eye. Moving outside the restricted area, Wu Sanshi opened the shot with a lateral opening angle~lightnovelpub.net~Mu Sanshi! Oh my gosh, this foot shot directly! "

He Wei didn't expect Wu Sanshi to come directly to such a kick, but his voice just fell, and the ball bypassed Nesterov's leaping fingertip in front of the goal and directly hit the goal.

"Wow, ah! God! The goal is scored! Three Stones! Wu Sanshi used Zhou Tiancheng to expand the Chinese team's lead!"

Wu Sanshi's foot is completely fine, and he started resolutely and decisively. He shot an absolute dead end. Nestorov's lip was bursting, but the defender was even weaker.

Even Lippi stood up and clapped hard, Zhou Tiancheng was the first to rush up and hug Wu Sanshi tightly.

"Three Stones, beautiful job, this foot, lying trough, when did I steal my housekeeping skills? I don't know how to soak in the training ground every day? Hahaha, Niubi!"

"Uh, cough... Cheng Brother, can you let me go and let me speak first?" Wu Sanshi panted, and Zhou Tiancheng realized that he had just used his force just now, and he was holding a little tight, but this was not Blame him! Who let Wu Sanshi suddenly come to this operation?

Wu Sanshi took a breath of fresh air, instead of taking Zhou Tiancheng's surprise too seriously: "Brother, don't always look at people with old eyes, okay? Even if you are the ball king, there is nothing wrong, but you know that I am the ball king. Do not?"

Zhou Tiancheng suddenly became interested.

"Catalonia King!"

Zhou Tiancheng smiled and couldn't help but ask: "You said that, Messi agreed?"

Wu Sanshi was not embarrassed at all, and then subconsciously said: "Does he need to agree? I am the Catalonia king... someday it will be."

"Haha, then come and hug the ball king!"

Zhou Tiancheng said in a throat, a group of teammates came up and drowned Wu Sanshi.

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