Chapter 894 Who dares to cross the sword immediately, only I, King Dong Da!(1/2)
Just a glance.
After landing, Dong Fangzhuo rushed straight to the stands of Chinese fans.
There exploded in an instant, and the joy was thunderous.
Dong Fangzhuo raised his right arm, clenched his fists, and ran towards them...
"Sharpshoot!"
"Violence!"
"Who dares to be a sword and stand out, only I, King Dong!"
"Surprise the city and land, who else can you give up?
"The Chinese team leads South Africa 1:0."
"This is his first goal in this World Cup and his 10th goal in the World Cup!"
"He is the Chinese team's reassurance, handing the ball to him and letting him solve the goal."
"This is the strength of the world's No. 1 shooter and two-time Golden Globe winner!"
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In the stands, politicians and celebrities from all over the world were almost dumbfounded, and they paused for a moment before sending the warmest applause.
Even Messi, who was sitting in front of the hotel TV, gave applause.
This guy...
There is only sigh, no words to describe Dong Fangzhuo.
"That guy, South African players can't defend themselves, South Africa is going to lose." Henry, the French captain in the same group, sat on the sofa and chatted with his teammates.
"I guess South Africa will lose two goals, but South Africa's attacks are not good, and the defense is not good."
"The Chinese team scored 3 points." Although the game only lasted 20 minutes, Henry had no hope for South Africa.
In another hotel, Uruguay's Fran successor Suarez almost bit his lips after Dong Fangzhuo scored, and he was very focused. He used to target Brazilian Ronaldo, but in recent years he has been targeting Dong Fangzhuo.
Dong Fangzhuo's goal just now taught him another lesson. Dong Fangzhuo can calmly send the ball into the goal. Ask yourself, this kind of ball may also be able to volley directly, but no one defends it. I guess he will stop the ball and shoot again, and it may not be sure to win...
It was just a pain that nearly 100,000 South African fans saw such a wonderful and violent goal at their home court, but the guy who scored the goal was the opponent!
I knew Dong Fangzhuo was very fierce, but I didn't expect it to be so fierce.
South African players are black, and now they can't find their faces even when the lights are turned on in broad daylight, but they can still get their bright eyes full of confusion and pain.
Sun Jihai's shoulders were already tied with thick bandages. He sat on the bench and applauded gently, temporarily forgot about his pain. Dong Fangzhuo's goal means that the hope of Chinese football has come...
"Boy,"
"Play hard!"
"Don't look like a soft-legged shrimp!
"You are not here to travel, you have to tell the world that your name is Zhang Linpeng!"
While the game had not yet responded, Li Weifeng hugged Zhang Linpeng's neck and roared, and shook him hard.
Young players need to be spurred!
At this time, the Chinese team needs him at this time.
Beep,
The battle continues to begin.
The game started again, South Africa made a simple cooperation, and the three-foot pass rushed directly to the Chinese team's penalty area. Then Chabala, who had received the yellow card before, couldn't wait to shoot!
But his shot was completely incompatible with African black and hard. The ball he pulled out of the right side of the penalty area was weak and was easily confiscated by Perez.
"I'm not afraid of such long shots, but I can't give them too many such opportunities. Long shots depend on luck. Sometimes when I'm lucky, I may get caught. To deal with African teams, one is to always protect the middle and beware of his long shots, and the other is to be careful of them playing behind the ball. After all, each of them is very fast. Zhang Linpeng suffered this loss just now. Of course, Zhang Linpeng's speed is not slow, but he hasn't adapted to the atmosphere of the game at once."
"There is also the defense of set pieces, after all, their physical advantages are obvious."
"So, the most important thing is that the Chinese team should control the ball as much as possible, so that they can save energy..."
Huang Jianxiang’s suggestion is actually Clauchen’s tactics.
It is very difficult to play 90 minutes with African players. The Chinese team really needs to consider many things, controlling the ball rights, controlling the rhythm of the game, controlling the physical fitness, etc.
The Chinese team won the ball again, and Zheng Zhi retreated to the middle and organized an attack with Zhao Xuri, and took the ball with his back and stuffed the ball to Mao Jianqing on the left.
Mao Jianqing dribbled the ball on the left rib and, sure enough, the South African player fouled again, Dihaschwa hit him behind the back, and Dihaschwa also received a yellow card.
"Free kick."
"Dong Fangzhuo's opportunity is here again."
"But the position is a bit off, will he shoot directly?"
Dong Fangzhuo stood in front of the ball, and obviously he wanted to take the penalty of this set ball.
Almost all the fans in the stands stood, few of them sat, and in fact they couldn't sit down.
"Calm down, he can't shoot this ball, it's too erratic."
"Even if you shoot the goal, the goalkeeper has enough time to react."
Beep,
The whistle sounded, Dong Fangzhuo helped out and pulled out an elevator ball with his right foot!
The elevator ball crossed the wall with strong force and then fell quickly!
"No angle,"
Before the word "enough" was shouted out, the ball hit the goalkeeper directly.
Yes, it's too formal!
Bang!
The ball hit the South African goalkeeper's chest, and the goalkeeper almost subconsciously closed his hands in front of him. The moment Dong Fangzhuo shot, he could not determine the flight route of the ball.
The strong impact force of the ball made him flip into the goal, but the ball flew high but did not fly into the goal.
No matter how strong the strength is, you cannot throw all the man into the goal...
South African captain Mokona immediately cleared the ball with his feet, and he almost used all his strength to kick the ball out.
call,
The ball actually flew straight to the Chinese team's penalty area. Zeng Cheng thought the opponent was too powerful, so he easily grabbed the ball with both hands on the small penalty area line and grabbed the ball in his arms. Then he was about to throw the ball out, but was stunned for a moment, because the road on the right was not the familiar Sun Jihai, but Zhang Linpeng.
But he just hesitated for a second and threw the ball to Zhang Linpeng.
The young Zhang Linpeng needs to grow and get more balls.
So he still firmly passed the ball to Zhang Linpeng.
Zhang Linpeng's reception movement was a little slow, after all, he was still a little panicked, but the opponent did not force him to get the ball, which also made him take the ball very calmly.
He even looked up and observed it before passing the ball safely. Hao Junmin took the initiative to retreat and approach him to get the ball.
Hao Junmin is different. He has been through experience since 2005. Although he has no physical advantage against South African players, he relies on his brain and skills to make a living and has already developed a lot of skills.
Before the South African player could get closer, Hao Junmin swept the ball to Zheng Zhi in the middle with his outer instep, and then turned around and inserted forward. Zheng Zhi also understood and passed the ball straight back!
In this way, he easily got rid of the defense!
While you get the ball again with your right foot, immediately dribble the ball into the middle!
"Hao Junmin!"
"confidence!"
"decisive!"
"He wasn't like this before, and he rarely used to drive the ball and cut in."
In a blink of an eye, Hao Junmin had already dribbled the ball and rushed to the outside of the right side of the penalty area.
Several small steps in a row to try to confuse South Africa's midfielder Lejolonianne. Lejolonianne did not dare to make a kick casually, but he did not expect Hao Junmin suddenly came back on his right heel and pulled the ball behind him. His left foot actually made a flirtatious step!
"call,"
"pretty!"
The ball drew a parabola and flew over the left side of Legioronia, then crossed the head of South African captain Mocona!
"Dong Fangzhuo!"
He flashed out like a mighty African lion, leaning against Kumalo behind him, and volleyed his feet and shot in the air!
puff,
Kumalo, behind him, tried to hit him hard, and forced his left foot to Dong Fangzhuo. The moment Dong Fangzhuo shot, his body still lost some balance.
In the end, his right foot failed to kick the ball in a straight shot, and his shooting power was insufficient, so goalkeeper Kune easily got the ball.
To be continued...