Vol 3 Chapter 116: Crazy substitutions, carry the madness to the end

Easy side fight again.
　　
　　 The Chinese team resolutely focused on offense and did not back off. Portugal continued to tighten its defense, and the two teams displayed different tactical styles.
　　
In the 49th minute, Dong Fangzhuo took the ball in the middle, an exaggerated get rid of the action, so that Moutinho and Carvalho were behind, turned around and sent a long pass, Wu Sanshi diagonally inserted into the middle, Feng Jin flew from the left Moving forward, Wei Shihao on the right rushed up on the right, almost three arrows at once. The difference is that this time Dong Fangzhuo was the initiator of the attack.
　　
"Ah,"
　　
　　 "Meng!"
　　
　　 "Feng Jin is fast, he catches up!"
　　
　　 "But Guerrero's speed is not slow, he quickly chased behind Feng Jin, as for Wu Sanshi, has been stared by Fonte."
　　
　　 "Feng Jin wanted to smash Guerrero over Guerrero, but Guerrero still hit the ball out of the baseline, corner kick."
　　
　　 "The speed of this attack is quite fast. Although Portugal is fully prepared, it still feels a little hasty."
　　
Dong Fangzhuo took the corner, but Pepe managed to control the spot. Pepe calmly gave the ball to Felix. Felix held his horsepower and tried to rush through the midfield, but Wu Xi and Hao Jun Min and the two broke the ball and Wu Xi handed it to Dong Fangzhuo. Dong Fangzhuo just stopped the ball and immediately plugged it back to Wei Shihao, who retreated. Wei Shihao took the ball and ran! No matter who is in front of you, Cedric is secretly crying, facing Wei Shihao who is stepping on a bicycle madly at his feet, he dare not get out, and when he hesitates, Wei Shihao accelerates and overtakes straight!
　　
　　 is too embarrassed.
　　
Although Wei Shihao's absolute acceleration is not fast, but the change of Wei Shihao's ball rhythm is very mature. After passing Cedric easily, Wei Shihao immediately passed the ball to the ball. Although Wu Sanshi's body has no advantage, he wants to use it. It's okay to get rid of Pepe with speed. Seeing the ball is coming, Wu Sanshi is about to get rid of him. Pepe immediately chose to tackle in the end.
　　
　　 The ball was tackled by him.
　　
　　Call,
　　
　　Call,
　　
　　 calling.
　　
　　Pepe really wants to gasp on his hips, your sister, this group of guys come up and want their old life, running too fast.
　　
　　 "Marking!"
　　
　　 "Be sure to concentrate,"
　　
"start running,"
　　
"start running!"
　　
　　 He hurriedly shouted, don't be confused because the Chinese team raised the rhythm all at once. At this time, he must remind his teammates.
　　
　　 Another corner kicked across the sky and landed in Portugal's big penalty area. This time it was Fonte's header to make the clearance, but Wu Xi's left foot was pressed on the big penalty area line, and his right foot hit the door!
　　
　　C Luo was the first to rush up to catch the eye, blocked the ball with his back, turned and rushed towards the ball.
　　
　　Wu Xi was not a rookie. He immediately stretched his shovel towards Ronaldo. Ronaldo must not be allowed to rush up. As a result, Ronaldo overturned Ronaldo and fouled. The referee gave him a yellow card very politely.
　　
　　 His decisive foul prevented Portugal from playing a counterattack. Ronaldo hammered the turf on the turf, his face black. If Wu Xi didn't shovel him, he could really rush the ball.
　　
　　 Although Wu Xi came over and pulled him up very friendly, Ronaldo's face was still as dark as coal.
　　
After 　　 turned into positional battle, there was no threat at the moment of attack. Instead, he immediately gave a fast break to the Chinese team. Zheng Zhi took the ball directly to Wu Sanshi in the backcourt. Wu Sanshi sprinted again, but this attack was still resolved by Pepe. Pepe and Fonte paid great attention to the deep protection on defense and did not let Wu Sanshi get the ball.
　　
　　 But even so, Pepe gasped again to kill the pig...
　　
　　 "Too unreasonable,"
　　
　　 "Can't you run to death?"
　　
　　 "You don't die, I want to die!"
　　
　　 Pei Pei's mouth has been chattering, and it was at this time that the Chinese team began to change decisively, Feng Renliang went up, Wu Sanshi down!
　　
　　 "Down?"
　　
　　 "God!"
　　
　　 "Come up to Feng Renliang?"
　　
　　 "Amount......"
　　
　　Pepe felt some kind of bad feeling. He still didn't care about Feng Renliang. In the Madrid derby, he often played with Feng Renliang.
　　
　　 This guy's speed...
　　
　　 What he was most worried about was Feng Renliang's speed, as well as the metamorphosis in the high-speed dribbling. Although it was not as good as the master-level fire of Messi and Robben, it was enough for people to drink a pot.
　　
　　Feng Renliang's front foot has just stepped in, the Chinese team made another substitution adjustment, Yang Liyu also appeared, he replaced Wei Shihao!
　　
　　 The Chinese team made two substitution adjustments.
　　
　　 "All offensive players,"
　　
　　 "Dong is really crazy."
　　
"This is to carry the offense to the end. No one has the courage, but he does. What should Portugal do? Are you not going to change? These players will sprint in turn and their midfield and backcourts will become dogs. I Now it's clear that Dong's tactical play is a very unreasonable long pass, allowing his players to torture the Portuguese back line. Feng and Yang come up and can continue to keep the Portuguese back line suppressed. Speed ​​is dominant."
　　
　　 "This is the World Cup final, but Dong easily used two substitutions. He may not have considered overtime or penalties."
　　
　　 "Oh~ No, there is a third substitution adjustment."
　　
　　 "The third place is Zhang Xizhe."
　　
　　 "Oh my God, he used up three places in one breath, leaving no room for the team at all. What if a player is injured?"
　　
　　 "Really don't think about it? Dong~EbookFREE.me~ You are so amazing!"
　　
The audience was also in an uproar. Whether it was a Portuguese fan or a Chinese fan, the three consecutive substitutions were really crazy. You know that even the ninety-minute game has half an hour left. Dong Fangzhuo did so. Is it too extreme?
　　
"This……"
　　
"This……"
　　
　　 "What is Dong Fangzhuo doing? Should Gao Hongbo remind him? He can stop it off the court, alas..."
　　
　　Huang Jianxiang really did not know what to say. This is the World Cup final. How does Dong Fangzhuo look like it is playing in a house? Play as you want?
　　
　　 "This can no longer be described as an adventure. In case we have fewer individuals, in case we enter overtime. How else can we play this game?"
　　
　　 "Don't he understand the rules? Too capricious. Ah ah..."
　　
　　Every Chinese fan is arrogant and wants to curse, but he can't speak, because Dong Fangzhuo is the in their hearts.
　　
　　Will God do something wrong?
　　
　　At this moment, no one was on Dong Fangzhuo's side, but this groundbreaking move embarrassed Santos.
　　
　　Dong Fangzhuo played three cards in a row, he always had to deal with them. With the three new forces coming up, can his back line withstand? He had to look at the bench, thinking about how to deal with...