"Kumalo is suspected of fouling this ball. Although his movements are hidden, he is indeed fouled. Otherwise, Dong Fangzhuo's body would not have been like this. Of course, the referee would not yell."

"Oh no, the ball is coming to Zhang Linpeng's side. The opponent's speed is increased."

"Danger!"

South African striker Mferra received a pass from his teammate and forced accelerating and dribbling the ball, trying to find an excuse from Zhang Linpeng.

Perhaps it was because he saw that Zhang Linpeng was young and had no combat experience, so Mferra chose to find a breakthrough from here.

He was quite confident in his speed, so he dribbled the ball very much.

But he just made a move and found something was wrong!

Zhang Linpeng is not as bad as he imagined, nor is it as dull as Huang Jianxiang and Chinese fans imagined.

He had already started early! He did not give Mferra the chance to dribble the ball, so he chased back to the ball first, and then directly swept the ball back to Li Weifeng with his left foot.

"pretty!"

"Zhang Linpeng, good."

"You did it."

After Li Weifeng got the ball, he immediately passed the ball forward to Zhao Xuri, and then gave Zhang Linpeng a thumbs up.

With such a performance, he would feel much more relieved, but he was not passive and blindly facing his opponent!

The Chinese coach Clauchen applauded excitedly, and he was very satisfied with Zhang Linpeng's performance.

The same is true for Sun Jihai, his face became much quieter.

Maybe, he has found a successor...

The Chinese team won the ball again. Zhao Xuri and Huang Bowen collided continuously to the wall to promote the ball boldly to the South Africa half. Zheng Zhi directly knocked back to Zhao Xuri in the middle. Zhao Xuri rolled his right foot and passed the diagonal pass!

Mao Jianqing sprinted at full speed, almost exerting the strength to feed.

Bang!

This time, before the opponent hit him, he hit him first!

In this collision, both sides did not decide the outcome, but he did not stagger and lose his balance.

Bang!

Another collision.

Still no winner!

In a flash, both of them rushed to the front of the ball.

This time Mao Jianqing didn't make a move first, but the South African players wanted to touch the ball first.

Bang!

Mao Jianqing's third collision!

Modise, who was fighting with him, finally lost his physical balance. Because he stepped forward, he couldn't support his body. Unexpectedly, Mao Jianqing had a third confrontation.

He fell down.

The referee's whistle did not blow.

The South African fans in the stands were stunned and naturally forgot to continue blowing Wuwuzu.

Mao Jianqing quickly got the ball, then looked up and watched. He did not choose to pass the ball immediately, but instead used his left foot to quickly dribble the ball into the left side of the South African team's penalty area!

Now, the South African restricted area was in chaos.

Kumalo, who was originally responsible for following Dong Fangzhuo on the left, had to go forward and snipe Mao Jianqing, so naturally the South African captain was left beside Dong Fangzhuo!

It was at this moment that Dong Fangzhuo, who had originally rushed forward to grab the point, suddenly braked suddenly and pulled back quickly.

Mao Jianqing's pass arrived as scheduled!

Dong Fangzhuo forced his right foot to support the column body, and his left foot followed suit and swept!

Bang-

The ball flew into the lower left corner of the goal!

This is a perfect grab point, without much gorgeous skills, just a coquettish running position and skillful cooperation...

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"
Chapter completed!