Vol 3 Chapter 82: The last sprint!

"Honduras is very anxious, they are constantly striking from the two wings."
"But our defense is also doing very well. The players spare no effort in running and assisting defense. Zhang Linfan and Li Xuepeng also adjusted their mentality and became very calm."
"Yes, there must be no mistakes at this time, we only need to maintain this score, we can win the final victory!"
The three commentators stared at the game without blinking their eyes. They were like the Chinese fans watching the game, and their entire hearts were grabbed.
They are nervous every time Honduras attacks.
They breathed a sigh of relief for the Chinese team's wonderful defense and were applauded one after another.
Everyone knows a little bit, now ... they are really close to the World Cup.
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Honduras did not play well on the ground, so more English-style long passes and high were used.
But the Chinese team's joint defense of both sides did not hesitate to make them feel very upset.
Every fight for the top must be two Chinese players fighting for the top together.
The Honduran midfielder did not dare to move too close, and Yi Le's threat was too great.
They still remembered the ball in the first half. If Yi Le once again proposed the straight ball, scoring two goals behind the Chinese team, they dare not imagine.
If the Chinese team scored another goal, it would really be over.
But they can't stop attacking at all. After all, they are still at a disadvantage.
In the stands, Honduran fans cheered wildly.
Chinese fans are also unwilling to be lonely. Fans from both sides are crying vigorously, trying to affect the players on the field.
In 59 minutes, Figueroa dared to pass a long pass, Li Xuepeng became smart this time, ran directly to withstand Elis, waiting for Zheng Zhi's support.
Zheng Zhi quickly supported in place, the three of them stood up for the top together, the ball was pushed back to the midfield.
Claros competed with Yu Dabao, and the two sides pushed each other, but Claros clearly had an advantage in the body, puckered his and stopped the ball, passing back directly.
"dry!!"
Yu Dabao scolded depressively. For the first time, he felt his body was thin. He secretly vowed that he must increase his strength.
The ball is still Honduras, and the Chinese team has no intention of competing for the ball.
Their main energy is devoted to defense.
With the help of Zheng Zhi and Yi Le, the two wings were unable to continue to make breakthroughs.
As for positional battles, Honduras will only play if they are brain-tricked. If they do so, they will definitely be killed by Yi Le.
The midfield of both sides is not a level!
Honduras continued to attack and the Chinese team played defensively.
The situation on the court also became extremely stale.
A little time passed.
In 72 minutes, Yi Le finally found a chance, bowed his arrow and shot a long pass to the back point.
Both Exxon and Wu Lei are rushing to the landing point, and Honduran players are also quickly placed.
Exxon received the ball and he passed it directly to Wu Lei.
Wu Lei watched the two defensive players rushing to himself and directly kicked the goal.
He kicked in a hurry, the ball didn't work hard, and was easily held in the arms by the opponent's goalkeeper.
In 79 minutes, Honduras also played a beautiful counterattack.
The same pass, Hernandez and Quinto compete for the top, but they did not touch the ball under the interference of Yi Le and Feng Xiao Ting, the goalkeeper Yan Junling decisively took off the ball.
The two sides played back and forth, and under high-intensity offensive and defensive, they are quickly consuming the physical strength of the two teams.
Time goes into 80 minutes ...
Lippi halted decisively, and he wanted to arrange for a substitution.
Under the impact of Elis, Li Xuepeng's physical energy was severely depleted, and he could no longer run. In the previous attack, in order to prevent Elis, Li Xuepeng could only foul and carried a yellow card.
At the signal of the fourth official, Li Xuepeng came off and Jiang Zhipeng came off the bench.
Jiang Zhipeng was very active after playing, maybe because of his physical fitness, he was able to keep pace with Ellis on the sidelines.
This made the Chinese team's defense a lot easier.
Five minutes later, Yi Le saw Zheng Zhi holding his thighs, gasping for breath, his shirt was wet.
In this game, Yi Le can feel that Zheng Zhi is really fighting.
Zheng Zhi's running distance is no less than that of Yi Le, but be aware that Yi Le is only 21 years old, and Zheng Zhi is 37 years old.
"Up to eight minutes!"
Zheng Zhi looked tired, but still clapped and reminded loudly.
It is said that the players of the Chinese team are refreshed.
They only need to hold for another eight minutes.
In the stands, Chinese fans are also cheering.
At this time, they wish to share their physical fitness with the players. They can see the painful expressions of the players, but despite this, they have not given up running.
How much physical energy is consumed in this game?
Physical monsters like Yi Le feel their legs sway again.
He can't remember how many times he has taken off to fight for the top, and his jumping and running are consuming his physical energy frantically.
This is not the biggest team in the game he has experienced, but it is definitely the most tiring.
No matter the running distance or psychological level, huge pressure is exerted.
But Yi Le understands the truth, he is very uncomfortable, as is the Honduran player opposite.
Now players on the field are almost always supported by will.
Whoever loses his breath first will lose.
The cheers of Chinese fans are still deafening.
This gives Yi Le a trace of power.
"Their expressions look painful!"
In the stands, Eason Chan was goose bumps all over.
He has seen more than once that the players have to throw away their entire bodies due to excessive physical energy consumption to stop the opponent's offense in a foul manner.
In those collisions, the figure of gritting his teeth made him unable to calm down for a long time.
Their physical fitness was obviously exhausted, but no one gave up running.
For victory!
A game is not only about gorgeous skills, superb tactics, but more important is this kind of pure will.
At this moment, the fighting spirit of the Chinese players makes him feel both moved and proud.
Other fans are also crying out of emotion.
They understand that it is not far from victory.
Whistle! !
Whistle! !
Whistle! !
Whistle! !
Chinese fans can't help but start urging the referee to blow the whistle, and the game enters the final crucial moment, which is simply torment for them.
In China, the fans who stay up late to watch the ball are also afraid to breathe.
Everyone is waiting for that exciting news.
In the cry of the scene, Honduras's offensive was even worse, they were more anxious than the Chinese team.
Hernandez passed the ball to Quinto.
Quinto took two steps in front of the big penalty area, looked at the posture of guarding against the dead inside, and was ready to be blindfolded.
Just when he was about to get up, Zheng Zhi suddenly came out from the side, the two collided together, and the people turned back.
The head referee shook his head, indicating a reasonable collision.
Zheng Zhi got up quickly, stumbled and fell again in two steps, climbed up again and used both hands and feet, and gave the ball to Yi Le with his head.
Yi Le took the ball, he did not respond to Zheng Zhi, he did not have the extra strength to respond to him.
All he can do now is run.
Yi Le rushed out of the ball and started his final sprint.
He has little physical power left, and he knows this attack is his last chance.
He gritted his teeth, squeezing his last trace of physical strength, and sprinted forward firmly.
Yi Le's speed is soaring, but he knows that he is not even half the speed of the heyday, but why is it so fast? There is only one answer, and others are slower.
There is also a problem with their physical fitness.
"Defend him !!!"
Mexia shouted in exasperation, then ran over to contain.
On the other side, Lopez also came in.
Yi Le couldn't help it, he didn't seem to see the two of them, sprinting with his head down and vigorous.
He no longer has the energy to make movements, the only thing he can do is run, and try his best to run fast.
Lopez ran over and stretched his foot to try to steal the ball, but Yi Leo rushed out again before the opponent ~ EbookFREE.me ~ He got stuck in the two of them.
"Yile breaks through !!! Honduras' defensive strength is too late, Yile is alone !!!-"
The three commentators joined together and stared straight at the screen. They clenched their fists tightly, and they could even feel a violently beating heart.
The same is true of the fans in the stands.
Honduran fans looked at Beijing with Yi Le running in horror.
Chinese fans want to shout, but their voices seem to be blocked, they can only send out the movement of "amount ..."
Under the eyes of the audience, Yi Le became the only focus.
He rushed into the penalty area and the Honduran goalkeeper rushed out early.
Honduras goalkeeper Escovo lay on his side, blocked the goal angle, and roared:
"Don't want to score goals!"
Yi Le looked up at the last moment and kicked lightly.
Football crossed Escovo's body.
Escovo had stretched out his arms as much as possible, but could only desperately watch the ball fall into the goal.
boom! ! ! ! ! !
Yi Le was directly knocked over. Due to the exhaustion of physical energy, he could not do effective protection measures and fell to the ground fiercely.
Yi Le lay on his back, he had no strength to turn his head to look at the goal.
The ears are buzzing, which is a sequela of hypoxia.
In this game, he really did everything and squeezed out the last trace of physical energy.
So ... did the goal score?
In the tinnitus, Yi Le saw Zheng Zhi appearing in front of him.
"Easy ... you ... awesome! Hahahaha ... hahahaha ..."
The sound was intermittent, and Yi Le couldn't help shaking his head.
It seems ... the goal is scored!
we won!
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