Wu Qi is under a lot of pressure at this time, and he has to be responsible for the tandem of the entire frontcourt attack. For Wu Qi, who has just turned fifteen years old and can't even be counted as a young man in the real sense, it is indeed too reluctant.

"Wu, pass it to me when you see a gap!" Sintani was confident in himself.

"Hmm!" Wu Qi's expression was grim, but his expression was very firm.

The second half begins!

Palmeiras shrank their attacking strength up front after half-time adjustments. The formation seemed to shift to 451 and the midfielders tightened their grip. The opposing coach's strategy is very sensible.

Around the world, there are often many youth team players who are able to play extremely well-intentioned and pleasing combinations. Because they are young, they are not afraid of anything, and they are unrestrained and debauched. However, the intensity of their execution of tactics on the pitch has always been one of their shortcomings.

The opposing coach has sensed that his own players have a strong advantage in the offensive end, making them feel that they are playing high, and they are desperate to expand the score. A mature team will not make such a problem.

Due to the adjustment of the other party, Wu Qi's organization in the front court also seemed very weak.

Positional attack is the least efficient way to attack, and the opponent is not weak because he is still one goal behind.

Time passed bit by bit, and the two sides attacked and defended each other, but neither had a good chance for each other.

Wu Qi ran very the field, and had a few beautiful passes and straight stops, but they were all destroyed by the opponent's dense defense. At the same time, the opponent's attack will also consume Wu Qi's energy.

At this time, Wu Qi also seemed to have reached a bottleneck, and there were no more achievements.

Mario was standing on the sidelines with his hands behind his back. He did everything he could, pushing Wu Qi forward and being in danger, which was also a risky move. Now the grappling with his opponent consumes as he expected.

The game came to 80 minutes, and the two sides had nearly half an hour of continuous fierce fighting, and they were already tired.

Wu Qi's physical training in the past year has helped him. In the past, he would never have survived half the game with this level of running. Now even if he plays the whole game, Wu Qi's physical strength is relatively abundant.

And this made Wu Qi see some hope. He decided to make a last-minute assault.

Eye contact with Sintani, well, the two of them were on the same page.

In stoppage time, Wu Qi dribbled the ball over the center circle, and this was the last chance.

After Wu Qi burst to the top of the arc, he distributed the ball to the wing.

At this time, the opponent had already strengthened his defense, and there was still no chance on the side, and the ball returned to Wu Qi's feet.

In front of the forbidden area, Wu Qi decided to break through by himself.

After Wu Qi adjusted his breathing, he suddenly started at high speed. The opposing defender did not dare to slack off and stepped forward to block. Wu Qi lightly buckled and cut into the forbidden area.

Although he entered the penalty area, he bumped into another central defender head-on.

There is no way, there is too much crowding.

However, Wu Qi rushed ahead of the opponent, stopped the ball with one kick, and then used his body to protect the ball.

The opposing defender had already stepped out and hurriedly retracted his foot, but it was too late.

"Beep!" the referee's whistle blows, and the penalty kicks.

The opposing defender was still a handful, and even someone took the ball to knock Wu Qi down.

Although the Palmeiras players came up to reason with the referee, it was a penalty.

Sintani stands on the penalty spot.

The opposing goalkeeper kept moving on the goal line in an attempt to disrupt Sintani.

Wu Qi, like the rest of the team, was all eager to try outside the penalty area, ready to rush into the penalty area as soon as possible.

Whistle blows!

Sintani runs, arches with his right foot, and the ball goes straight to the bottom right corner of the goal.

Although the goalkeeper judged in advance, the angle was too tricky!

"Bang!" the ball hit the post and bounced back!

The ball hit the outside post and Sintani had no way to make up for it!

Before Wu Qi rushed into the penalty area, the opposing defender had already tried his best to clear the ball!

One to two, the game is over!

Sintani crouched down in frustration and lifted his jersey to cover him.

The whole team showed expressions of disappointment and unwillingness.

Mario stepped forward to comfort the disciples, knowing that they had done their best.

At the end of this game, Sao Paulo is at the top of the table with only a goal difference, and the position is precarious.

The next day, on the training ground.

Sintani was still listless, and he was still struggling with the penalty.

"Alright, forget about him. We lost yesterday's game, but there are still a lot of games to come. Cheer up!" Wu Qi did not forget to enlighten Sintani.

"I was going to play in the middle, but halfway through the run, I thought about it and played an angle insurance. The result ....... alas!" Sintani revealed his psychology when he made free throws.

"And you paid for it!" said Mario, who appeared at some point.

"Coach ......" Sintani and Wu Qi were a little embarrassed.

"Penalties are about mental quality, not technique. As long as you are resolute, you can score goals if you let someone who can't play play football. If his mentality is wavering, Bailey may not be able to hit every shot. Mario explained.

Everyone doesn't know this truth, but it's really difficult to practice.

"Assemble the boys!" Mario beckoned.

"Yesterday's game is over and I hope you don't dwell on yesterday's result. However, you must firmly remember the lessons of yesterday!"

"I admit that the opponent's strength is above us, and I was beaten behind on the pitch at one point. However, I am very happy that our players are very motivated and fight until the last minute. ”

"It's just that I have to practice penalty kicks in the future. Mario looked at Sintani and shrugged.

Sintani touched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly.

"Rest assured, I'm going to score more goals in the next games to make up for the goals I conceded yesterday!"

"Good! worthy of the captain!" Mario applauded.

'Lads, that's football. A lot of times, we have to face opponents who are stronger than ourselves. However, remember not to be intimidated by your opponents no matter what. Even though we lost yesterday, we still have a goal difference on points. The next fixtures are good for us and as long as we pick ourselves up, there is still hope for the season. "Mario showed off the schedule for the whole season.

"In the next two or three months, we will face opponents who are relatively low in the rankings, and the strongest is Pompreta in eighth. As long as we use the tactics properly and everyone can work together, this season's championship will be ours!" Mario encouraged.

After a draw and a loss, the morale of the whole team was very low. However, Mario's words rekindled everyone's confidence.

Next, Mario began to lay out a new tactic.

"Wu, you still start in the next game and play as a midfielder. Mario said to Wu Qi.

"Why me?!What about Haimer's senior?" Wu Qi was very surprised.

Mario did not answer Wu Qi's words.

"Hemmer is gone. Mark said, the team leader.

What?

In fact, Hemmer has lost himself and failed to seize the opportunities that exist at hand. Mario wanted to keep him on the bench, but he voluntarily passed up the opportunity. Haymer wanted to make the most of his chance, but his poor performance prevented him from facing his teammates, and he chose to run away.

Mario's voice came from Wu Qi's ears, "It's okay for others to compare you, don't blame others if you give up yourself." ”

Looking back, Mario is already far away.

Looking at Haimo's cabinet in the locker room, Wu Qi was thoughtful.