"yeah!"

"Lampard! GO~~~"

The fans of the Putao team did not expect that the start would be so smooth, and they started shouting excitedly.

The Chinese fans were so nervous that they didn't dare to breathe.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhang Xiao and Lampard.

Lampard stopped the football less than ten meters away from the goal, and before Bao Shuiyuan could rush over, he directly raised his foot and shot.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and the football flew out like a cannonball, targeting the upper right corner of the goal.

However, when Lampard raised his leg, Zhang Xiao had already judged the direction of the football's flight, immediately ran over, and easily caught Lampard's explosive ball.

"I'm going!"

"It's a pity that I didn't get in."

The fans of the Portuguese team seemed very annoyed, while the fans of the Chinese team couldn't help but cheer.

At this time, the online live broadcast room was already filled with barrages.

"It was really too dangerous just now!"

"Yes, if we change the goalkeeper, we will definitely not be able to defend it. Fortunately, Xiao Shen is here."

"Obviously, Xiao Shen had already judged the direction of Lampard's football the moment he raised his foot."

"I just want to say, what do the team's defenders do? They attack the penalty area as if they are in no one's land. They are still sleepwalking on the court. They are simply speechless."

"The Grape team's attack is simply too sharp, more than ten times more powerful than the three opponents in the group stage."

"It seems that this game mainly depends on Xiao Shen."

“···”

On the field, when he saw that the football he kicked was easily handled by Zhang Xiao, Lampard was so angry that he shook his arm fiercely.

Zhang Xiao hugged the football, raised his eyebrows at him, and said with a smile: "Lampard, unfortunately, just a little bit behind."

Lampard said: "Mr. Zhang, your team is simply too weak. I will break your goal quickly."

Zhang Xiao smiled and said: "Then it depends on whether you have the ability."

After saying that, Zhang Xiao threw the ball directly to Baoshuiyuan, who took the ball and passed it to Luo Feng. At this point, the Hua Guo team began to organize the attack.

However, something extremely embarrassing happened.

Before the football even passed the midfield, it was intercepted by a Portuguese team player.

Lola took the ball and forcibly broke through the pursuit of three defenders, raised his thigh, and kicked the football hard.

The football flew high, and forward Wells stepped in like a violent storm, competing with Bao Shuiyuan for a header.

Bao Shuiyuan tried his best, but still couldn't grab it, giving Wells a chance to header.

The football fell towards the lower right side of the goal, and just as it was about to go into the goal, Zhang Xiao's figure appeared again and confiscated the ball.

"Fake!"

"It's Xiao Shen again!"

"Such a good opportunity was missed again."

“···”

The Portuguese fans were going crazy.

Although there are many fans of Zhang Xiao, in the football market, Zhang Xiao is their enemy.

As for the Chinese fans, they breathed a sigh of relief again.

Coach Robin, who was on the sidelines, was furious. He threw a bottle of mineral water on the ground and yelled: "What are you doing for food? Guard to the death, man-to-man, man-to-man."

In the first five minutes, two threatening arches were made, which is simply a joke.

Fortunately, the goalkeeper is Zhang Xiao, otherwise, the score on the field would probably be 1:0, or even 2:0.

"What are you doing?"

"I can't attack, I can't defend, and I can't defend. I'm drunk too."

"This is no longer a question of level, but football is aware of the problem."

"The Chinese football team should wake up quickly and don't let Xiao Shen bear the responsibility for the whole game by himself."

"Hey, Xiao Shen is already responsible for the whole game. Come on, Xiao Shen, don't let them score."

"It's definitely not possible to count on others for this match. We can only count on Xiao Shen."

“···”

The two attacks of the Portuguese team were extremely threatening, and they almost broke through their own goal, which made the Chinese players couldn't help but become cautious.

The previous three victories in the group stage made them more or less proud, but now the powerful attack of the Portuguese team instantly woke them up.

Compared with such a world-class team, the strength of the Chinese national team is still far behind.

Zhang Xiao shouted: "Everyone should cheer up. Sixteenth and eighth are advanced. It's time to fight hard. As long as everyone can survive until the penalty shootout, I guarantee that we will win in the end."

When everyone heard Zhang Xiao's words, they shouted in unison: "Fight it."

"Bang!"

Zhang Xiao kicked the football hard and it reached half-court.

Wang Mi, Luo Feng and the other two players started quickly and attacked the Portuguese team's goal.

Although he still didn't create a threatening shot, it was much better than before.

The forwards of the Portuguese team are ranked among the top five in the world. The defenders of the Chinese team followed the coach's advice and adopted a man-to-man strategy. Regardless of whether you are asking for help or not, they will follow you like a shadow.

I have to say that the effect of this strategy is still very good.

It is simply impossible for Lampard, Wells and Lola to get the ball comfortably and shoot.

From the fifth minute to the end of the first half, the Portuguese team took 16 shots, including five in the penalty area. Fortunately, all of them were blocked by Zhang Xiao.

The Chinese team only had three shots, and only one was in the penalty area. This gap is simply terrifying.

In the locker room, Robin held a drawing board, looked at the players who were severely exhausted, and said: "This is the power of the world's top teams. You should have felt it by now!"

Baoshuiyuan nodded and said: "Lampard's explosive power is really too strong. It is difficult for me to keep an eye on him, but I can guarantee that whether he is catching the ball or shooting, he will not be so comfortable."

Zhang Xiao smiled and said: "Shuiyuan, you have done a good job."

Baoshuiyuan said: "Thank you, Brother Xiao!"

Robin said: "I am going to play defensive counterattack. There are only Wang Mi and Luo Feng outside. There is one more person to keep an eye on Lampard. He is the core of the Grape team. As long as he is silenced, our chances of winning will increase."

Thirty percent."

"Mr. Zhang, this game depends on you. There are 45 minutes of regular season and 30 minutes of overtime. For the entire 45 minutes, you cannot let the opponent score a goal."

"I understand!" Zhang Xiao nodded and said, "Brothers, let me tell you something. I bet on the victory of our Chinese national team with a bookmaker. I bet a total of 12.6 billion US dollars."

"Wow!"

"Oh my God, over 10 billion dollars."

"This is too scary!"

After hearing Zhang Xiao's words, the players all exclaimed.

Zhang Xiao said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, everyone. I am telling you that as long as we win this game, I will buy a million-dollar sports car for everyone."

"If you lose, then go somewhere to cool down."

Luo Feng shook his arm fiercely and said: "For the million-dollar sports car, come on."

Everyone also shouted excitedly: "Come on!"

Robin explained his tactics in detail.

Soon, the fifteen-minute break passed and the second half of the game officially began.

Under the stimulation of millions of sports cars, all the players of the Chinese football team showed their strongest level and defended without risking their lives.

Seeing that the Chinese team was playing defensive counterattack, the Portuguese team's coach immediately changed his tactics and added two centers to increase his offensive power.

The two sides fell into a stalemate in the second half of the Chinese team. For more than 20 minutes, the Portuguese team just couldn't find a chance to shoot.

Two deafening sounds appeared on the court.

One was the attack by the Portuguese fans, and the other was the defense by the Chinese fans. Compared with the excitement on the field, it was even worse.

"Bang!"

The football hit the crossbar of the Chinese team's goal and bounced out.

"FCUK!"
To be continued...