After conceding two goals in a row, Elche was in disarray. Some players think it's time to start attacking, some think it's better to continue defending and implement the manager's intentions, and some are completely confused, they don't want to defend or attack, and they become fans standing on the field, watching everything happen a little bit and not knowing what to do.

In this way, where is there any cooperation, all alone, the ball generally can't pass the midfield will be cut off, occasionally can pass to the feet of Ai Phantom is not offside, or can not form a threat at all, the opponent's defense has always been very serious, even if it has been two goals ahead without the slightest relaxation, it seems that they want to end Ai Phantom's record.

Uribe, who was sitting on the field, also began to froze involuntarily, in his opinion, the current situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse, and even about to reach a desperate situation, Elche is only one step away from a complete collapse, but how should it continue?

He didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing when he had just become a captain, he should have done something until now, but what to do?

There are several people on the field who are kicking around, Menola should be the most excessive one, he has long been out of his calm when he has been broken through by others, completely spinning around like a headless fly, and then watching the opponent break through from his side again and again, his side has become a funnel.

Fortunately, Unanua was in good shape today, especially in the more than 20 minutes that were completely out of control, he made high and low blocks to defuse at least five shots that threatened both sides, and even the commentators on the field sighed that if it weren't for him, the first half might have been 10:0, but what is the use of relying on the performance of a goalkeeper? The whole team is really too discouraged.

In the 40th minute, Menora conceded the ball again at the back, and Iborra successfully cut the ball, and Levante's No. 10 passed a through pass to Badol who came up from behind, and a seemingly light pass completely leaked Elche's defense. The unmarked Badol crossed easily, the ball quickly passed through Unanua's arms, and Koné, who had been prepared for a long time, arrived and faced the empty goal, and the score was rewritten to 3:0 again.

The stadium is about to be blown up with cheers, Levante has not won this happy game for a long time, and the first half has been ahead by a large margin before the end of the first half, which is enough to make the fans go crazy, not to mention that the current opponent is still their mortal enemy, it is like a huge pie smashed on the fans, they are so excited that they are about to burst.

When Estrada walked to the halfway line again in despair, Estrada's face became very ugly, but he was still very dissatisfied and asked proudly, "What are you doing in the midfield, what are you doing, why didn't you pass the ball?"

"Boy, this is the derby. ”

"What a special derby, but the shouts are a little louder, and if you go to the Bernabeu, you won't be scared to death? I don't see anything wrong with them, it's you who scare yourself. ”

Estrada didn't expect Ai Huan to say such a thing, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt as if what he said was very reasonable, is Levante so powerful? Are they really more powerful than Real Madrid and Barcelona? This is simply impossible, if even a team like them can't get by, what else can they say. Isn't his dream to go to the best team? But if this kind of game is played like this, who will be interested in himself? In an instant, the courage that he didn't know where he had gone returned to him, and a trembling heart actually regained its calm.

"Well, you're right. China/country boy, it's up to you now, fly, boy, shut them up. ”

The moment the whistle blew, Ai Huan gently dialed the ball to Estrada, and then he suddenly accelerated, sprinting towards the middle of the opponent, which was the place with the largest number of people, but it was also the place where everyone paid the least attention, because of the numerical advantage they relaxed their vigilance, this is the best attack position that Ai Huan found.

Estrada hesitated slightly, as if he didn't understand why Estra was suddenly accelerating, but then he jerked his right leg and kicked it at the ball on the ground. At this moment, the red-blue shadow that had been by his side all along, still like a mad cow, still showing spikes at his supporting legs, but Estrada didn't seem to see it at all, and he still kicked the ball out with determination.

"Fly, China/China boy, go shut them up!" At this moment, only this sentence was left in his mind, and the moment the ball flew out, a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

Responsible for keeping an eye on Estrada is Mateu, his style of play is fierce and fierce, so he has always been called a butcher, from the beginning he used constant intimidation to stop Estrada, I didn't expect it to be so smooth, this Uruguayan player is really an embroidered pillow, useless, no strong heart, he was actually frightened by his pretense, and there was no good pass in the half game.

This time Mateu still did the same trick, he thought that Estrada must still jump away, but this time he was wrong, this guy seemed to have suddenly changed a person, not only passed the ball out, but even looked at himself defiantly after the pass, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Mateu felt bad, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into a trap of the other party, but it was really hard to say what it was, he immediately put away his legs, pressed his body on the grass as much as possible, and slashed past Estrada's side, the moment the two staggered, he seemed to see Estrada's mouth shape "Waste!"

When the inertia stopped, he quickly got up from the grass, and was ready to defend the next time, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did the football field, which was still full of people just now, seem to be quiet in an instant? When he looked strangely, he saw that the number 49 had jumped on the billboard in front of the Elche diehard stands, and behind him there were countless slogans "Welcome to my world!"

"What's going on?" he turned his head, only to see that the scoreboard had changed, 3:1.