stadium assassin

Chapter 86 Robben
The Chinese team played inextricably with the Dutch team in the first half, even leading by one point, but the Italian team in the same group was in a state of dementia.

Because the score displayed on the big screen was a dazzling 3:0, Cech, the best goalkeeper of this year, looked at his hands in disbelief, and he was actually scored three goals. This was still the first half.

These are all given by one person, that is Thomas Muller of the German team wearing NO.13,

"Damn it, why didn't it, why me, I obviously caught the ball, but why did the ball go past my hands, damn it!!"

Cech stared at Thomas Muller who was outside the penalty area, and he still shot from outside the penalty area, damn it!
In Group B, Argentina Messi also encountered trouble, that is, their goalkeeper was injured and was kicked by England's Rooney's cannon shot.

"Damn it, you did it on purpose..." Messi found Rooney and said angrily. Just now this guy could have shot to the other side of the goal, but this guy shot fiercely at the goalkeeper's blocking hand.

The powerful football bounced off the goalkeeper's hand and flew towards the goal, and Argentina is now not only 1:2 behind but also forced to replace the goalkeeper.

Rooney looked proud. During the European qualifiers, he kicked Petr Cech with his own shot, but Italy relied on the only goal to defend completely, so they did not allow themselves and Irving to score. However, Now Argentina is not Italy, and they don't have Cech, let alone the British team is leading now.

In Group C, the Brazilian head coach said to the players wearing No. [-] and sitting on the bench: "Go and warm up, Kaka is too hard to be defended by Mexico alone on the court..."

"If coach I play, Mexico will lose. Are you going to hone the team's defensive and offensive capabilities?" asked the No. [-] of the Brazilian World Youth Team.

After hearing his words, the Brazilian head coach thought for a while and said, "That's right, but if you can't start the situation, I can only let you play..."

"OK……"

In Group C, Brazil and Mexico played unexpectedly 0:0 in the first half. Neither side scored a goal. Mexico's unexpected physical strength and persistent defense prevented the mighty Brazil team from sending the ball into the goal.

"Yes, we can hold on. As long as we score one goal, we have the hope of winning..." the captain of the Mexican team on the field thought secretly happily.

From now on, they have defended Kaka tightly, focusing on speed and skill, but Kaka, who is not strong enough in physical confrontation, has not shot yet.

Although Kaka sent several good main attacks, the Mexican team also had an excellent goalkeeper, who blocked them all.

The four arenas, except for the dangerous Italian team, seemed to be playing inextricably. This made the commentator very excited. This is the contest between the strong.

Under such circumstances, the second half began, and all the teams focused on the second half.

"A decisive battle..."

"In the second half, we will kick off the ball, so control the ball from the center line and don't advance. Wang Qi and Ye Han both move quickly as the forwards. At this time, Ouyang Bing, you pass the ball to Zhang Zhang, and Zhang Zhang dribbles the ball to Wang Qi, and Wang Qi catches it. Give the ball directly to Ye Han, Ye Han, you..." He Yihang said, here Ye Han continued.

"I shot directly and scored a point..."

"right!!"

However, the idea of ​​the Chinese team was not successfully implemented at the beginning, and the reason was Robben alone.

After the kick-off of the Chinese team, Robben rushed up quickly and directly stole the ball.

"Move all, Lyle, you pass the ball to Van Persie, Keith, you point back, the Chinese team's No. [-] is catching up..."

Robben passed the ball directly after the steal, and then directed their respective players. With Robben's cooperation and command, the Dutch team actually advanced the frontcourt like lightning.

"No way, shouldn't it be Van Persie who directs the team?" Wang Qi looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

But time did not wait for Wang Qi. When Van Persie made a diving header and flew the top of the ball to the outside, all the Chinese players breathed a sigh of relief.

But an orange jersey stopped when the ball was about to go out.

"Isn't he still in the middle of the field just now? When did he pass..."

Seeing Robben appearing in that position, all the Chinese players couldn't believe that Ouyang Bing had lost his position because of defending Van Persie, and Robben easily scored the goal of the Chinese team.

The Netherlands took the lead again.

"Damn it..."

The Dutch team's attack just now was replayed in front of the TV. At the beginning of the second half, only 21 seconds had passed from the attack to the goal.

The goal of the Netherlands made all the audience see the shadow of the Dutch Three Musketeers back then, only one midfielder brain is needed.

The excellent performances of Van Persie and Arjen Robben made the Dutch fans extremely excited. What these viewers didn't know was that the head coach of the Dutch national team was also watching among them.

This goal made the morale of the Chinese team very low, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, let's attack together, we still have time, there is still time..." Wang Chao said cheeringly.

In the live broadcast room, Zhang Shan said heavily: "We conceded the ball at the beginning. Although it is good that there is still plenty of time to catch up, but if it is not done well, it will collapse. Look, facing the Dutch's rapid upsurge, we It's not a good phenomenon for players to pass the ball backwards..."

Sun Dong heard Zhang Shan's words and looked at the live broadcast. Sure enough, as Zhang Shan said, the Chinese team was constantly retreating.

As Zhang Shan said, the Chinese team is afraid, afraid of the speed of the Netherlands, so when facing the fast pressing of the Dutch team, especially Robben, the first thought is how to avoid him.

If this continues, no matter how much time is left, it will be useless, because the ball cannot be passed to the frontcourt at all.

A team that doesn't attack can't win at all...

When Zhang Hao saw Robbenqiang coming up, he wanted to kick the ball to the goalkeeper, at this moment a voice came.

"Where did you kick it, pass it to me!!"

Wang Qi actually returned to the backcourt. Seeing Wang Qi standing here, the other players were surprised.

"Wang Qi, what are you doing here, shouldn't you be in the frontcourt?"

The ball passed to Wang Qi's feet, and Wang Qi said angrily, "Are you so afraid? Do you think that you are satisfied after kicking here? Please be greedy. We don't want the top eight or the top four. We want champions..."

Robben saw Wang Qi talking non-stop and secretly thought that this was a good opportunity, but then a football suddenly appeared in front of him, and Robben got out of the way in fright. It turned out that Wang Qi kicked the ball out to Robben .

"Don't let others look down upon you!!"

Wang Qi left these words and ran forward, leaving Robben with a face of shock, but then Robben suddenly found that the Chinese players behind him were staring at him as if they had eaten explosives.

"How dare you underestimate us, go to hell..." Zhang Hao kicked Robben down.

Robben complained loudly: "This is a foul, a foul!"

"That's right. We are overseas players. It's a real shame to be looked down upon by an amateur player..." Wang Xu stared at Robben. jersey.

Robben fell immediately, at this time the referee finally gave Wang Xu a yellow card, a free kick for the Netherlands, but Wang Xu didn't care at all.

Wang Qi's words brought them back to life, and Robben drove the ball towards the goal of the Chinese team.

Ouyang Bing firmly held his position, preventing Van Persie from jumping up.

"This is my place..."

The ball was defended by the Chinese team, and then passed to Zhang Zhang, "Since you underestimate us, then show your skills, don't just talk big!!"

Listening to Ouyang Bing's words, Wang Qi said to Ye Han and Zhang Yu: "Did you hear that, they are dissatisfied with our delay in scoring..."

"Hmph, that's you, I won't..." Ye Han left behind these words and Wang went, but his eyes became sharper looking at the Dutch team's goal.

The ball was passed to Wang Qi's feet, and Wang Qi passed the ball to Zhang Yu immediately.

With his back to the defensive Dutch player, Zhang Yu pushed the ball over his head, and Wang Qi caught up just in time.

The Dutch players who stepped forward to block it seemed to see a dancing butterfly, ox tail, Marseille roundabout, one by one difficult moves to pass two double-teams.

But the goalkeeper has collided with Wang Qi at this time, will the ball be hugged by the goalkeeper?
Just when everyone thought so, they realized that the ball was caught between Wang Qi's legs and jumped up.

"It's all on you……"

Wang Qin tapped his heel lightly, and the ball passed the goalkeeper, where another striker, Ye Han, was located.

"Whoosh!" The football hit the net, and Van Persie, who rushed over, had no chance to stop it.

2:2 The score returned to the starting point again...

(End of this chapter)