Within a few minutes, Vasquez cut inward and Zheng Zhi made up for defense of Zhang Linpeng, but he had to send a foul.

"Zheng Zhi should go on. He can't hold on anymore, right?"

After Zheng Zhi received the first yellow card, Duan Xuan expressed his concerns.

"I saw that he played for 20 years."

"He has been the main player of the national team for 20 years."

"It's time to replace people."

"Don't make a big mistake."

"But, who will be the one?"

"Move Zhang Linpeng to the middle lane? Playing the central defender position?"

"Come back and play right back? Deng Hanwen?"

"It should be possible. But according to Clauchen's meaning, there was no intention to let Zheng Zhi go down, and there was no defender on the bench to warm up."

The yellow card had no effect on Zheng Zhi. He still lined up a wall of people all over his body and was close to Dong Fangzhuo.

Iniesta stood in front of the ball.

"Iniesta has its own aura of killing, be careful!"

Because it was too close to the goal, the Chinese team lined up with eight people this time.

The whistle sounded, and Iniesta shot directly in a curved shot!

"Far-horn!"

The ball crossed the wall and shouted, Zhang Linpeng turned his head and rushed to the upper right corner of the goal.

Zeng Cheng's figure flew up in the air, but the ball was slightly higher than the lintel.

"It's very dangerous."

"Iniesta pushed the ball a little more and the ball went in."

"The score has not changed, and the Chinese team is still ahead."

"The fouls in front of the penalty area should be avoided as much as possible. The power of the free kick is too terrible. If Dong Fangzhuo had so many opportunities, the problem would have been solved long ago..."

Iniesta's magic was gone and he was unable to become a Spanish hero. Soon he was replaced by Jero and Manchester City general Silva came up.

This may be Spain's last ace, so they still have time, but how to break through the Chinese team's bus is the biggest problem.

Silva and Fabregas, who have just arrived, are naturally the biggest driving force in Spain.

Soon Fabregas threw the ball to Silva. Silva wanted to play against Carvajal behind him to cooperate, but Feng Renliang was a flying tackle and tackled Silva with the ball.

Silva was fucked fiercely once when she came up.

The referee's whistle immediately rang, and Feng Renliang also received a yellow card.

“Yo.”

"Feng Renliang."

"This time I've really changed people."

"Zheng Zhi and Feng Renliang both got the cards."

This time I was right, Clauchen immediately replaced him with Zhang Xizhe.

Zhang Xizhe had been warming up all the time, and he was moving fast enough to replace him.

Silva on the turf had just gotten up and looked unharmed, but Feng Renliang was gritted by the Spanish fans in the stands and cursed everywhere.

"Get out of here,"

"Atlanie should fire him,"

"This foul is too bad, and the red card is not too much."

"He ran away!"

Although Feng Renliang is deeply loved by Atletico Madrid fans, he is now treating Silva so roughly. Can Spanish fans scold the streets?

It is obvious that the Chinese team strengthened the defensive interception in the frontcourt and its movements became fierce.

It was too far from the Chinese team's goal, and this time the set-up ball was useless. Fabregas's big foot was transferred to Vasquez on the left. As a result, Zhang Linpeng pushed the ball away with a smacking mountain. Vasquez fell into a dog and ate shit.

The referee didn't foul yet.

"Fake!"

"Damn the referee."

"Isn't this ball foul?"

Instead, Dong Fangzhuo came back and got the ball, and also teleported it to the front with a long kick. Wu Sanshi and Ramos collided, Wu Sanshi fell to the ground, and the referee also did not call a foul.

But Wu Sanshi immediately got up from the turf and rushed towards the ball, but the ball had been carried into his arms by De Gea and threw it to Pique.

Wu Sanshi was unwilling to chase him back...

"Come on, the Chinese team."

"Come on, come on."

Whether it is the Chinese team's bench or the Chinese fans in the stands, they are standing and waving flags for the Chinese team, and no one can sit still.

Beep,

The referee's whistle sounded again.

Zheng Zhi was sentenced to another foul in front of the penalty area.

He pulled Costa down.

"Why,"

"Red card,"

"Zheng Zhi turned red with two yellows!"

"Oh no, the Chinese team beat one less. 10 beat 11."

"I said I would replace Zheng Zhi."

Zheng Zhi walked off the court with an expressionless face, but there were no tears in his eyes! He still walked very firmly.

Now is not the time to be sad, we have to continue fighting!

"Clauchen has only replaced Wu Sanshi now and let Deng Hanwen come on the field."

"The Chinese team completely abandoned the front line."

"In the last five minutes, I can only hold on to the death, there is no way."

"First of all, keep this set piece!"

Iniesta went down, but Silva still had the gun to carry the free kick.

The Chinese team encountered unprecedented defensive pressure, and there was no one outside the penalty area.

The whistle sounded, and Silva shot directly!

The ball hit Huang Bowen's leg and bounced out of the bottom line.

De Gea in the Spanish penalty area is still staying. He really wants to rush up and fight for the header, but he doesn't dare to see the time.

Silva ran quickly to the corner kick.

In the middle, Dong Fangzhuo, Pique, Zhang Linpeng and Ramos jumped at the same time to compete for the top!

Dong--

Ramosli Zhang Linpeng scored a header.

Ramos vs. Zhang Moss, the former wins completely!

“gooooooooooal!”

“gooooooooooal!”

"Ramos!"

Spain was in an instant! The goal was a perfect match.

Ramos is worthy of being the world's number one defender.

"Ramos!"

"Ramos!"

"Ramos!"

Excited Ramos rushed to the camera on the sidelines, took off his shirt, revealing his explosive muscles.

The Chinese fans who had been praying were instantly in silence, but unexpectedly they fell into silence at the last moment.
To be continued...