() "Danger! Another quick counterattack from the left! Huang Jianxiang's voice was a little hoarse. At the start of the second half, he reminded the Chinese team to pay attention to the defense more times than he could count.

Although Xu Yunlong was replaced on the left side, the Iranian team had already played smoothly on their right side.

Badawi, who came on as a substitute, forced the bottom with speed, and when Xu Yunlong was desperately chasing behind him, he was shaken out a meter away by an emergency stop from the opponent.

Taking advantage of this gap, Badawi rushed into the box with the ball alone.

The fans of the entire Gongti stadium raised their hearts to their throats, and their eyes widened one by one, for fear of missing any details.

No one wants to be killed at the end of the game, and Chinese fans have already experienced too many black three minutes.

Facing Zheng Zhi, who stepped forward to make up for the defense, Badawi once again kicked towards the middle, and at this time Tang Wu also moved from the left post to the middle.

Just when Zheng Zhi was about to stretch out his foot to steal, Badawi pushed with his right foot and pushed the ball to his left. Tang Wu continued to move towards his right side, because there Alavi was already about to step on the ball and stop the ball.

At the moment when Alavi stretched his feet, Tang Wu suddenly realized. When analyzing Alavi's body posture and leg position, Tang Wu secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly adjusted his center of gravity.

Sure enough, Allawi didn't stop the ball, but directly knocked the ball back to the other side with his left foot. Madavecchia, who was plugged in from behind, pushed straight into the near corner and pushed the ball into the bottom left corner of the net.

When he saw the gap on this side of the goal and the speed of the Iranian striker, Alihan's heart was half cold.

was beaten by the other party in reverse, even God has a way. The Dutch boss closed his eyes and crossed his chest, hoping for a savior miracle on the home goalpost.

Boom!

Boom!

After two different crashes in a row, the ball that hit Tang Wu's finger hit the goalpost again, and then spun on the bottom line on the outside of the goalpost.

Without waiting for Tang Wu to get up, Xu Yunlong, who ran back quickly, didn't say a word, turned around and kicked the ball forward with his big foot.

Suck~~~

Alihan gasped.

Although the ball has been cleared, the more I think about it, the more scared I become.

Tang Wu got up from the ground, his face expressionless, and his eyes were solemn.

Seeing Tang Wu's resolute eyes on the big screen, Huang Jianxiang couldn't help but sigh: "When God is not there, Tang Wu is the savior." ”

Ignoring the ball that fell in the Iranian half, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game.

Whew, whew...

There was a loud gasp of breath from the Gongti stadium.

Anyone who plays 120 minutes of a game will be tired and half dead.

The players on both sides almost collapsed to the ground, but gritted their teeth and insisted on walking to the sidelines. After all, until now, the two sides have not yet decided the winner.

"Tony, what's up, I've won!" Dan raised an eyebrow at his friend excitedly like a kid who had just gotten a lollipop.

Tony had cheated on her half an hour before, and this time, Dan couldn't let her go again.

"Well, I'll admit I underestimated him. I really didn't expect a player of this young age to last so long! Tony pulled out his small notebook and scribbled it heavily.

This was Tang Wu's first overtime game in front of the world, and Tony was honored to see Tang Wu completely impress himself with his excellent performance.

The importance of a goalkeeper in the late stages of the game is undeniable, whether it is a single game or a long-distance run in the season, a goalkeeper who can perform consistently. Now it seems that Tang Wu has exceeded the qualification line.

'Extra-time is over and the two sides go into a brutal penalty shoot-out. Huang Jianxiang's voice was low and serious.

Everyone can hear that the time has come to decide life and death.

Alihan called the players to the sidelines and began to command the penalty plan that had been planned long ago.

In fact, Alihan has focused on defending since the end of regular time between the two sides. There is a Champions League semi-final goalkeeper in the squad, which is the biggest source of confidence for Alihan.

This Champions League semi-final goalkeeper is a mule and a horse, and it's time to see the real chapter!

"Zheng, you're still the first, you know?" Alihan's mouth was the first to spit out Zheng Zhi's name,

In the game with Iraq, Zheng Zhi hit both penalty kicks, and such psychological quality and penalty skills are enough to provoke the beam.

"Zhao, you're the second," Alihan continued.

Zhao Junzhe, as the vice captain of the national football team, has nothing to blame for his second appearance.

Just as Alihan was lining up as the main penalty player, goalkeeper coach Wang Jianying came to Tang Wu, who was lying on the ground and accepting the relaxation of his muscles: "Little Tang, can you hear me?" ”

Tang Wu on the sidelines still buried his head between his arms and remained motionless. In fact, since the beginning of overtime, he has rarely been heard shouting.

For Tang Wu, hydrating on the court is a cruel thing.

You must not swallow water into your stomach, but you must keep your throat, mouth, and lips moist. Every time Tang Wu drank water, he resisted the urge to take a big mouthful of water, and could only hold a small sip of water, which slowly turned into saliva and swallowed.

Tang Wu was indeed too tired, so tired that he just wanted to end the game quickly.

Seeing that Tang Wu didn't squeak, Wang Jianying didn't say much.

At the beginning, many people thought that Tang Wu was too young to afford the important position of the country.

But after three games, such a voice was no longer heard. Tang Wu defended easily in the game, and even helped the team attack. This kind of performance has completely convinced the two coaching staffs at home and abroad, and every member of the coaching staff can't help but give a thumbs up when they talk about Tang Wu.

Even Alihan suggested that Tang Wu could transfer to the Eredivisie next season.

"Don Jr., what the coach means is that you'd better be able to save one. We're at home, so if you save one, you'll have a big chance of winning. Wang Jianying squatted down and said cautiously.

Alihan's meaning is very clear, that is, let Tang Wu pounce in one direction, but in a different way. As for whether to choose left or right, Alihan gave this choice to Tang Wu.

In the Premier League, there are also many successful cases of Tang Wu's pounce, and they are all classics.

Therefore, Alihan believes that as long as Tang Wu guesses correctly once in the five saves, there is a high probability that he will save the ball; As long as one ball is saved, the Chinese team's hopes of advancing will be greatly enhanced.

After all, this is the capital, and this is the home of the Chinese team!

Tang Wu, who was lying on the ground, still didn't squeak, and he didn't even make a "hum" as a response.

Wang Jianying listened with his ears pricked up for a long time, and after finding that he really didn't get a response, he also spread his hands helplessly to the masseuse, saying that he had conveyed it in place.

The five minutes of the break passed quickly, and with the referee's urging, Zheng Zhi was the first to stand on the penalty spot.

"Zheng Zhi, run..."

"Beautiful!" Huang Jianxiang's voice was full of appreciation.

"Zheng Zhi tricked the Iranian goalkeeper to the other side with a low shot."

"Now the Chinese team is leading 1-0."

"Now the pressure is on the Iranian team and Tang Wu."

"Let's see Tang Wu's play."

Tang Wu stood on the goal line, bowed his legs slightly, and stretched out his arms. Like an old monk, he stared at the ball on the twelve yards.

The fans in the stands held their breath and didn't dare to make a single sound, for fear of interfering with Tang Wu's choice and judgment.

Seeing that Tang Wu was gradually breathing evenly, Ali. Dai Yi frowned, and hurriedly ran to his feet.

It's a powerful shot!

"Iran, shot..."

"Oh my God!!"

Huang Jianxiang is crazy, the players are crazy, the fans are crazy, Alihan and his coaching staff are crazy!

After seeing the results, Huang Jianxiang was so excited that he had to spit out dirty words, not only him, the on-site commentator, but also other media, fans, politicians, officials, celebrities, scouts and everyone else from various countries were shocked.

Ali. Dai Yi's ball speed was extremely fast, but Tang Wu's outstretched arms were even faster.

The scene is not so much that the two of them said yes, but more like Ali. Daye kicked in that direction.

Tang Wu stood motionless, stretched out his arms, and opened an obtuse angle with his two palms. Daiy's mid-lane shot was so dead in his hand that he didn't even use my chest cushion.

A second later, Tang Wu slapped the ball on the spot. Then he shook his head, threw the ball forward gently, and walked towards the baseline in a boring way.

Looking at the ball slowly rolling back to his feet, the Iranian veteran never dreamed that his burst from the middle would result in such a result.