not good!

Zhang Xu immediately realized that this was Bellelon's injury!

He immediately ran towards Belleron, and while running, he gestured to the sidelines, asking the team doctor to go on the field quickly.

When he arrived at the scene, several people were surrounded by Berellon, including Essin, Pepe, Alonso of Real Madrid, and Oliveira, Ricci and Aguilar of La Coruna.

Belleron hugged his knees, and beads of soybean-sized sweat flowed down his face. The heart-wrenching pain made Belleron's face a little twisted. In order to endure the pain, Belleron bit his teeth hard while breathing heavily.

"Captain, how are you?" When outsiders are there, Zhang Xu generally calls Bellelon the captain.

"zhang, well...huh...it's probably...huh...the meniscus on the knee...huh...it's torn..." Belleron said intermittently.

Zhang Xu was stunned. His knee meniscus torn. Even if he had surgery, it would take about two months to recover. It would take about two months to resume training. It would take another half a month to fully recover to be able to compete. After all, it would take half a year.

Half a year may not be very long for an ordinary player, but Belleron is already 38 years old. After half a year, he is almost 39 years old.

At the age of 39, who can guarantee that he can continue running on the court? This injury is equivalent to directly ruining Belleron's future career!

"Mental... torn?" Zhang Xu murmured unconsciously.

"What's wrong with the captain? What's going on?" At this time, other teammates rushed over and asked anxiously.

"The captain said that the meniscus on his knee... was torn!" Ricky sighed and explained to his later teammates.

"What? This is impossible?" other teammates exclaimed in disbelief. Eight                                                                                                                    �

At this time, Zhang Xu suddenly stood up, glanced around, and then waited for his blood-red eyes to rush towards Pepe, who had already stood up.

The Real Madrid players felt something was wrong when they saw Zhang Xu's expression. They hurriedly blocked his route with Pepe. The angry Zhang Xu was not able to stop him. They waved their hands and bumped their bodies. Zhang Xu came to Pepe.

"It's you! Right? Bastard, I knew it was you who did it! Right?" Zhang Xu's only rationality left in his head made him not beat him up immediately, but stared at Pepe in a tight tone and asked in a cold tone.

Pepe was startled by the extremely fierce Zhang Xu. He took a step back. Then he looked indifferent, shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and said, "I? So what if I did it? Hum?"

"Damn bastard!" Zhang Xu was waiting for this sentence. He swung his strong arm and planned to repair the other party well.

"Pepe, shut up!" At this time, Ronaldo rushed up, pulled Pepe behind him, and said to Zhang Xu: "Zhang. Be calm! Even if you beat Pepe up, you can't change the fact that Beleron was injured! Just send Beleron to the hospital for treatment!"

"Let's go!" Zhang Xu roared in a low voice, his eyes were completely occupied by bright red bloodshots. Looking at his expression, if Ronaldo doesn't let go, bsp;                                                                                                      �

If it weren't for the careful training of Belleron, even if Zhang Xu had systematic help, he wouldn't have grown into the world's top midfielder in such a short time.

Similarly, it was not because of Berellon's active concession that Zhang Xu could not occupy the core position of La Coruna's midfield, and it was even more impossible to become La Coruna's soul!

"zhang. Be calm. If you take action now, it's equivalent to sending yourself off! Then what are you going to win this game and win the trophy of the King's Cup? I don't think Bellello doesn't want to see this scene!" netbsp;                                                                                             �

At this time, Ricci and Oliveira came to Zhang Xu.              bsp;M hugged Zhang Xu tightly and said, "zhang, Cristiano is right. If you are sent off, our King's Cup championship will be completely finished!"

"zhang...zhang!" At this time, Belleron's intermittent voice came over.

Zhang Xu immediately turned around and came to Bellelon's side.

"zhang...my injury has nothing to do with Pepe... when he bumped into me, he had already...slided his legs...and, it was him...the first one he encountered...soccer!...I was myself...when I was holding...stand unstable standing...that's the reason!" Baileron explained.

"Even if I want to win, I won't be too ruthless to an old guy! Humph!" Pepe said disdainfully after hearing what Berellon said.

Zhang Xu looked at Pepe coldly and didn't say anything, but anyone could feel the anger in his eyes.

"Shut up!" Ronaldo directly pulled Pepe away, not giving him the chance to talk nonsense.

At this time, the team doctor finally arrived. After a simple examination, the team doctor's judgment was the same as that of Bellellon himself, so Bellellon was carried onto a stretcher.

"zhang... Come on! You... must... be fine! I... believe you!" When Belleron was sent down, he smiled at Zhang Xu and said.

Zhang Xu nodded fiercely, his nose a little blocked.

"Don't worry, captain, we will definitely go to the hospital to see you with the championship trophy!" Ricky said confidently, holding the stretcher.

"Haha...uh, OK...I'll wait!" Belleron waved to his teammates, and then the staff carried the stretcher and quickly walked towards the ambulance that had already parked on the side of the court.

Because of Zhang Xu's previous reckless actions, the referee directly showed Zhang Xu a yellow card as a warning.

It doesn't matter to Zhang Xu. His defense has always been clean and neat, and he never gives the referee a chance to get a card. Therefore, the yellow cards on him are only two or three in a season, and the red cards are unheard of.

After Bellelon was taken away by an ambulance, Zhang Xu seemed to have not recovered from his injury. He looked in the distance of the ambulance and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Ricky sighed, he pulled Zhang Xu to his side, and then summoned his teammates. Even Thomas, who replaced Berellon, was called over by him.

"Brothers, everyone knows why the captain was injured! I promised him just now and I must take the King's Cup championship trophy to see him. Do you think we will break our trust in him?" Ricky shouted.

"No! The champion is ours!"

"We must win the championship trophy and give it to the captain!"

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The teammates shouted, vowing to win the game and win the championship trophy and give it to Bellellon.

Riki nodded, then patted Zhang Xu beside him and asked, "zhang. What do you think? Hum?"

Other teammates also looked at Zhang Xu with hope.

Zhang Xu only came to his senses a little. He nodded heavily and roared in a low voice: "Yes, we must win! Otherwise, how can we be worthy of the captain? Kill Real Madrid!"

"Haha, okay, let's work together to kill Real Madrid!" Seeing that Zhang Xu finally recovered, Ricky finally felt relieved and roared loudly.

"Kill Real Madrid!!" The teammates immediately roared in unison!

After the game resumed, Zhang Xu's condition was still a little problem.

Because of Bellellon's injury, Zhang Xu had to continue to return to the team's original tactics and serve as the team's offense and defense core, while Thomas, who came on the bench, cooperated from the side.

Before Berellon was injured, Zhang Xu had not yet found a way to deal with Real Madrid's tactics. Now he was restless and was even more confused.

During the offense, every pass and receiving ball was quite unsuccessful and was often interrupted by Real Madrid's backcourt players; during the defense, every defense seemed to have lost its original strength. If it weren't for his teammates' desperate efforts to protect the goal, the score might have been rewritten long ago.

Seeing Zhang Xu being out of shape for the first time, his teammates were very anxious. They kept reminding Zhang Xu with loud shouts, hoping that Zhang Xu could recover as soon as possible.

Head coach Ortra was also anxious about Zhang Xu's condition. He came to the side of the court, directed the team's offense and defense loudly, and roared Zhang Xu's name from time to time.

Not only the players and the head coach felt anxious, but even the La Coruna fans at the Bernabeu Stadium saw something wrong with Zhang Xu. So the loud "Song of China" resounded throughout the Bernabeu Stadium.

Hearing the shouts of his teammates and the head coach and the singing of the fans, Zhang Xu slowly recovered, and the originally dull color in his eyes finally became vivid again.

But at this moment, another disaster came.

In the 43rd minute of the game, Real Madrid attacked.

After receiving Pepe's pass, Essin directly passed the ball with a diagonal pass and gave the ball to Alonso in front.

Alonso was not very far from Zhang Xu, so he did not dribble the ball, but pushed the arch with his right foot, bsp;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             �

Castro pushed Ronaldo tightly outside to prevent Ronaldo from suddenly cutting inside into the penalty area, which posed a threat to the goal.

Ronaldo had no intention of cutting inward. He ran directly to the bottom line, but instead threw Castro away one position.

When the football was about to go out of the baseline, Ronaldo directly passed the ball, picked up the football, flew through the middle of the goal, and fell towards the far corner of the goal.
Chapter completed!