When Cahill received the ball, he also saw Zhou Yi, but he didn't take Zhou Yi seriously at all.

Since Zhou Yi scored a goal, he seemed to have lost all his strength and basically rarely ran on the court, similar to a wooden stake.

Such a person cannot have any effect on defense.

If Zhou Yi had excellent physical fitness, he could still entangle Cahill, but what could he do now?

Cahill dribbled the ball and rushed towards the Chinese team's goal, completely ignoring Zhou Yi in front of him.

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"Cahill got the ball! No one was defending him! It's bad now!" Liu Hong exclaimed. In fact, he also saw Zhou Yi, but just as Cahill thought, Liu Hong didn't think Zhou Yi could do anything.

The audience in front of the TV became nervous.

This can be considered a major mistake for the Chinese team's defense!

If they were equalized at the last moment...will all the previous efforts be wasted?

Zhou Jianliang gritted his teeth, stopped his back, clenched his hands into fists and placed them on his thighs, and his whole body was trembling slightly...

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Zhou Yi watched Cahill drive towards him. He was a little surprised at first. Was this man blind? Can't you see him here?

However, he quickly realized that the other party must have thought that he had exhausted his energy and that he did not exist on the court, so it was impossible to stop him.

Hello, this is too despised!

Cahill had already rushed to Zhou Yi. He strode the football to the right, and accelerated to sweep past Zhou Yi.

Almost everyone can imagine that Cahill will easily break through Zhou Yi and then break into the penalty area!

At that time, the Chinese team can only count on goalkeeper Yang Zhi's courageous performance...

But at this moment, Cahill, who had reached Zhou Yi's side, suddenly lost his balance!

Zhou Yi was holding Cahill's clothes in his hand and shoveled to Cahill!

But at this time, the football had been removed by Cahill, so it was absolutely impossible for him to shovel the ball. He could only shovel... people!

He pulled and pulled, and shoveled under his feet. Zhou Yi just put Cahill down to the ground!

Everything happened in the flash of lightning. Before everyone could react, Cahill had fallen... He watched the football he had dialed out rolling, and was then held in his arms by the goalkeeper Yang Zhi...

Then, he heard the sound of whistle.

Only then did he react, suddenly jumped up from the ground, raised his hand and yelled at the referee: "He was a foul! a foul!! This is a foul!!"

As Cahill's almost hysterical roar, Zhou Yi lay on the ground. He did not raise his arms to indicate that he had not touched the other party, nor did he get up to defend himself. He gasped, his chest fluctuated violently, and he looked at the night sky in Doha, and his ears were hustle and bustle.

He heard Cahill's nearly desperate scream and also heard the exclamations of his teammates.

He also heard the messy sounds in the stands.

But none of these matters. What matters is that he did not let Cahill dribble into the penalty area.

This is more important than anything else.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi, who was lying on the ground, laughed.

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"Cahill broke through... Zhou Yi! He... tackled Cahill!" Liu Hong's voice was horrified. "This is... this is a foul..."

Not only him, but almost all Chinese fans in front of the TV. Anyone who understands what this means, stares widened their eyes and covered their mouths with their hands. They looked at the TV screen in disbelief.

Zhou Jianliang's body, which was originally tense to the point of trembling slightly, suddenly relaxed. Then he leaned back and leaned against the backrest of the sofa, staring at the TV screen with a dull look.

It turns out that Li Cuiyun, who doesn't understand football, has seen so many games with her son and has also understood what this means.

She turned her head and looked at her husband, and got the exact answer from the expression on her husband's face.

Their son... helped the Chinese team reach the final, but he was very likely to miss the final...

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The Chinese team players saw Zhou Yi tackle Cahill to the ground and were stunned for a moment. Cahill jumped up and protested to the referee. Only then did they wake up as if they were dreaming. They ran towards the referee from different directions, swaying their arms at him, trying to defend Zhou Yi.

But my mouth opened, but I couldn't say anything.

How to defend it?

This is a foul without any concealment!

But even so, the Chinese players surrounded the referee, hoping that he could show mercy and only gave a yellow card.

But everyone actually knows very well that being broken through means facing the goalkeeper directly. How could a foul that tackled the offensive player be just a yellow card?

However, in the eyes of Australian players, especially in Cahill's view, even giving Zhou Yi a red card directly cannot calm his anger, because if Zhou Yi does not foul, he will directly hit the penalty area and shoot, and he is confident of shooting the football in. But now... this attack came to an abrupt end in the first three meters of the Chinese team's penalty area!

Even if Zhou Yi is punished, this reality cannot be changed.

Australia will get a free kick, but can a free kick be compared to a must-have goal?

Even a penalty kick is better than a free kick!

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"Damn, Zhou Yi!!" Sun Pan exclaimed in the group.

"Oh..." He Ying sighed.

Yang Muge and Guo Nuze didn't say anything.

They also know what this scene means.

Zhou Yi can actually not make a foul and just put Cahill in the penalty area. Maybe Yang Zhi can stop this shot?

This is actually a self-deception. If Zhou Yi just put Cahill in this way, Cahill would score a goal of ten. No one can guarantee that goalkeeper Yang Zhi can save Cahill's shot, and Zhou Yi did not choose to throw the responsibility to the goalkeeper behind him.

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Gao Hongbo had always been standing on the sidelines. Seeing Zhou Yi's foul, he suddenly squatted down.

One hand still supports the ground.

His assistant coach Fu Bo turned his head and couldn't find Gao Hongbo. He looked down and saw him.

So he also squatted down and next to Gao Hongbo.

Neither of the two men spoke, just looked at the stadium, waiting for...the verdict of fate.

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Although there were many people surrounding him, including Chinese and Australian players, the referee still lined up and walked to Zhou Yi. Then he hooked his hand to signal him to get up.

Zhou Yi lay down and didn't move.

When the referee signaled him to get up for the third time, he slowly sat up, then sat on the grass and looked up at the referee.

After seeing Zhou Yi sitting up, the referee reached out and took out a stack of things from his chest pocket, including yellow cards, red cards, and small notebooks for record.

Then he pulled out the red one from it.

No need to watch anymore.

He showed Zhou Yi a red card!

"Red card! Zhou Yi... was sent off by a red card!" Liu Hong said in a trembling voice. "This is an... irrefutable foul. It is natural to give Zhou Yi a red card... But... but... in this way, he will miss the Asian Cup final and miss our match with the Japanese team!"

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"Zhou Yi actually... was sent off?!" The Japanese players in front of the TV were also very surprised.

This is a real ending that no one expected.

The Chinese team will eliminate Australia, but the most threatening and important player of the Chinese team missed the final...

"Now, the championship has been won..."

"What a dangerous situation! What a lucky one!"

After being surprised, the teammates patted their chests and were very grateful.

Shinji Kagawa also looked at the TV screen in surprise, turning a deaf ear to the happiness of his teammates around him and did not respond at all, as if he and they were people from two different worlds.

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When Zhou Yi saw this red card, his face had no expression change, and he still had a faint smile he had before. Then he got up from the ground, patted his butt, turned around and walked towards the sidelines.

He did not say goodbye to anyone, nor did he explain anything, nor did he defend himself, and just left resolutely. The only exception was that he looked at Cahill before turning around and leaving.

"...When he fouled, he already knew what the result would be?" Liu Hong said as he looked at Zhou Yi's departure. "But he did it anyway, without any hesitation. He sent the Chinese team to the finals, but he... Thank you, Zhou Yi. Without you, maybe we wouldn't even be able to play in the semi-finals..."

Liu Hong said it was very sensational. But Zhou Jianliang turned off the TV and stood up.

"Don't watch it?" Li Cuiyun asked him strangely.

Instead of answering his wife, he walked straight back to the bedroom.

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"If I were to guard the goal, he would never have to foul!" Sun Pan gritted his teeth and typed this sentence in the group. "I would definitely not let that Cahill score a goal!"
To be continued...