"Dong seems to know he will do this, and the ball is broken too easily."

"Strike back!"

"Dong has accelerated! Cristiano just turned around and he had pulled him for more than four meters! This time Cristiano had no choice, but he still gritted his teeth and chased him back."

Munidio kicked Dong Fangzhuo mercilessly, but Dong Fangzhuo hit his right foot and easily passed by, and then stuffed the ball out with his left foot.

Feng Jin received the ball on the left, but the B-shirt was pressed up. Feng Jin controlled the ball under his feet and wanted to change direction and get rid of the B-shirt. However, the B-shirt's shoulder hit hard and Feng Jin lost his balance. The referee's whistle sounded and he committed a foul.

Feng Jin immediately got up from the turf and immediately sent the set ball, with the target of Dong Fangzhuo.

Quickly deliver the set ball!

However, at this time, Ronaldo had already chased him back and went hand in hand with Dong Fangzhuo again. The moment Dong Fangzhuo took the ball, Ronaldo couldn't help but hit Dong Fangzhuo, but Dong Fangzhuo's lower plate was as steady as a rock and he did not lose balance at all. He took a light step to the left, made a little adjustment, and still took his right foot tenaciously.

Shoot!

Ronaldo was powerless behind him, so he could only watch the ball fly to the lower right corner of the goal.

Patricio in front of the door jumped, wishing to lengthen his arm.

With a shout, the extremely falling ball flew out of the bottom line against the post.

"Aowu~"

"I'm scared!"

"I thought I've entered!"

The hearts of Portuguese fans were cold and almost all thought Dong Fangzhuo had scored.

Chinese fans screamed in an instant, raising their arms high to celebrate, but after seeing the ball rolling out of the bottom line, they could only sigh and sat back in their seats.

"Wei Shihao,"

"You have to be determined!"

"Play whatever you want!"

"Don't worry about the finals!"

Dong Fangzhuo did not regret that he missed the goal, but instead advised Wei Shihao when he ran back. Wei Shihao had never started in this cup, and he could still play his true level as a young man. But in such a battle, if he showed it, it would be a fatal flaw for the Chinese team.

Dong Fangzhuo's courage to use him to start shows that he has full trust in Wei Shihao.

"Yeah, I know!"

While running back, Wei Shihao stared at Carvalho in front. Carvalho was rushing up with the ball. Wei Shihao did not rush to pounce, but took back the half. After Hao Junmin behind him ran back to the position, he rushed towards Carvalho. Carvalho was not a player who was good at driving the ball and broke through. He directly rubbed the ball and handed the ball to Felix. Hao Junmin and Wang Gang blocked it at the same time. Felix suddenly stopped and got rid of it. Then he connected a fried croquette. Wang Gang and Hao Junmin were actually killed at the same time. It turns out that they are newborn calfs who are not afraid of tigers. Who else can I do with the ball?

Ronaldo wanted to wave in the middle, but when he saw that Dong Fangzhuo was chasing him, he simply pulled him to the right and opened the defense for Felix and other teammates.

Felix actually had no intention of passing, and immediately cut inside to the edge of the penalty area. Although Wu Xi came over, he calmly tapped his left heel and got rid of Wu Xi in a casual manner. Then he raised his right foot and slapped the far corner!

Da ~

The ball slipped out again, and Felix missed a good shot again.

“Ahhhh,”

“World-class dribbling, bad shooting skills.”

"As Cristiano's successor, he is still far from shooting. But even so, he is Portugal's No. 2 threat."

"If he can seize the opportunity, Portugal will also lead."

Zeng Cheng wiped his sweat and slowly picked up the ball. The ball was really scared and sweated a lot just now. He was very glad that Felix's shot was so bad. If it were Ronaldo, it would have happened.

He threw the ball at Li Xuepeng's feet, and Guedes immediately forced it up. Li Xuepeng handed the ball to Wu Xi without having enough. Wu Xi passed it backwards to Hao Junmin on the right, and Hao Junmin poked the ball to Wei Shihao in front.

Wei Shihao suddenly pulled along the direction of the ball running and touched Carvalho directly! He didn't move much and looked quite casual!

"pretty!"

"This is so easy."

Wei Shihao continued to drive the ball forward, and Dong Fangzhuo and Wu Sanshi quickly flew across the middle and left roads. But there was Cedric in front of Wei Shihao. He glanced at the middle road and saw three people staring around Dong Fangzhuo. Then he gritted his teeth and continued to move towards Cedric. As long as he suddenly passed, there was a perfect open space ahead, and maybe he could do more.

He felt that he had to do something. When he approached Cedric, his right foot calmly pushed the ball to the right. The force was not strong enough, and it seemed very light. He also shook his body to the right for a while. Cedric was indeed hit and immediately blocked it. But in the flash, his right foot landed on the ball and immediately hooked it back with a arch. A very sexy oxtail was easily staggered by him!

"Yo, oxtail,"

"This unknown Chinese player is so fine at his feet. Is it because the Chinese team is hiding tigers and hidden dragons?"

"Cedric was easily passed."

He instantly tore the defense line on the left of Portugal, as if it was effortless. Moutinho in the middle could only leave Dong Fangzhuo and rushed over to make up for the defense. In this way, only the patriot and Fonte were left beside Dong Fangzhuo.

pass?

No, Wei Shihao still denied this idea. He stepped on the ball with his right foot and pulled it. Moutinho could only brake suddenly, and almost let Wei Shihao swing past. But when his body stopped, Wei Shihao's movement did not stop. The arch of his left foot immediately followed and knocked, and the center of gravity of the whole person quickly pressed forward and rushed up.

"What?!"

"ah!"

"impossible!"

Wei Shihao instantly wiped over Moutinho and came to the bottom line!

This was bad. Pepe had to rush out calmly. He did not care about Dong Fangzhuo anymore, but rushed towards Wei Shihao. He could not let Wei Shihao dribble the ball and shoot in front of the small penalty area. In this way, the Portuguese goal would be broken.

But it was precisely because he left Dong Fangzhuo that Fengte behind him could not deal with Dong Fangzhuo alone. Dong Fangzhuo retreated instead of advance and took a step back! At this moment, Wei Shihao finally passed the ball over, shook his right ankle, and the ball came to Dong Fangzhuo comfortably against the turf.

"Ahhhhhh!"

"Why is it empty!"

"Dong!!!"

With a bang, Dong Fangzhuo easily pushed the ball into the lower left corner of the goal in the middle of the small penalty area, without any pressure at all!

“gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

“gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

“gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal!”

"The Chinese team took the lead!"

"Incredible, the guy wearing No. 14 on the right is so calm. Everything he did is to give Dong an assist."
Chapter completed!