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"In the 98th minute of extra time, injuries were inevitable for both teams on the pitch."

"No. 4 Fan Zhiyi and the opponent's No. 13 Ballinka were both injured when they fought for ground on the side, and now the two teams can only play with ten men."

After Liu Jianhong finished speaking, he wiped a handful of sweat on the top of his head, in fact, he still didn't say a word. That is, General Fan played 98 minutes on the field, while the opponent's No. 13 came on as a substitute in the second half. If you talk about it from this point, the Chinese team can be regarded as "earning".

Now, except for Li Xiao, who is full of physical strength, even Hu Zhijun and Li Bing have begun to retreat.

Ten to ten, the Chinese team does not have any advantage.

Uzbekistan's free kick was hoisted directly into the penalty area, and after judging the landing point, Tang Wu quickly attacked, grabbed the opponent's top player, and knocked the ball out of the penalty area with a single fist.

After landing on the ground, Tang Wu fell directly to the ground, looking at the ball that was gradually moving away, Tang Wu's heart was indescribably solemn.

According to the past, Tang Wu had no problem picking up this ball; But Ou Chuliang is only 1.8 meters tall, and he can't jump up because of the pain in his left foot, so he can only choose to hit the ball with a single fist.

This situation has been like this more than once, although he is very unwilling, but Tang Wu has no choice.

And as his body became more and more tired, Tang Wu felt that even if he hit the ball with boxing, he was a little weak.

Soon, the Uzbek attack struck again, this time from another flank.

Shkwelin struck an inside cut past Wei Kexing and then drove straight with the ball, and when he came to the top of the arc, he swiped his right foot and shook off Xu Hong's top grab. After opening up the angle, it was immediately a powerful long-range shot.

Tang Wu frowned, but he still flew happily and blocked the ball on the goal line.

The opponent's No. 8 central defender followed up with a follow-up shot, Tang Wu moved smartly, directly raised his left leg, and blocked the ball again with his taut toes.

Tang Wu's wonderful second save once again won the cheers of the fans in the stadium.

"Ah!!h

Tang Wu roared at the moment he touched the ball, and his teammates thought it was Tang Wu's roar of saviour.

"Old Wei, what's wrong with you?"

"Referee, referee, one of us is injured!"

After Tang Wu's ball was cleared by Gao Feng's big foot, Xu Hong immediately ran to Wei Kexing, who fell to the ground with his leg in his arms, lifted his right foot and put it on the root of his thigh.

"Old Wei, hold back!" Xu Hong pressed Wei Kexin's soles upwards to help his teammates recover cramped right legs.

Wei Kexin gritted his teeth and couldn't help himself from screaming, but the sweat on his sideburns had completely exposed his feelings.

In fact, Xu Hong also felt that his two legs and calves were jumping all the time. Although the game has been suspended by the referee, he also knows that this is not the time for him to fall. How long can it last, this is the last instruction he gave for his body.

"Hiss~~~"

After the players on both sides stopped, Li Bing, who had just taken two steps, suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground.

When I was defending just now, I was fine, and I kept my concentration high and my muscles tightened. Now that he was relaxed, he didn't take a few steps, and Li Bing's left leg also cramped.

In a matter of seconds, two national football players lay on the ground and raised their legs, recovering under the pressure of their teammates. Although the Uzbek players are also tired, they have not yet experienced widespread cramps like the national football team.

They walked to the sidelines to rehydrate and listen to the manager's instructions.

Two minutes later, with the encouragement of the fans, Wei Kexing and Li Bing stood up one after another, and the referee resumed the game.

Taking advantage of the gap between Li Ming and handing the ball back to the other party, Jin Guangzhu turned around and asked, "Community, how are you?" ”

"Me? Am I okay?! I'm still so good! ”

"Community, if you want to say something, don't hold on!"

"I said I'm fine! What else do you want? Do you want me to do you a backflip? After Tang Wu joked, "Okay, you guard your own position, don't worry about me!"

Although Jin Guangzhu turned his head away, his face was still full of suspicion.

From the beginning, he felt that something was wrong with Tang Wu, but every time he was disturbed by other things. In order to find out Tang Wu's situation, this time Jin Guangzhu kept an eye on it.

The first half of the overtime was 10 on 10, and neither side played a decent offense. Uzbekistan had three or four balls passed into the penalty area, but they were all destroyed by Tang Wu; On the side of the national football team, only Li Xiao drove straight with the ball, and finally fought alone and was robbed by the opponent's defender.

There was no break in the middle of extra time, and after the referee blew the whistle, the players from both sides had to switch fields immediately.

The striker was fine, he walked a few steps forward and walked across the halfway line; But the goalkeeper has to walk from one door to the other, and the distance is the longest.

"Husband, do you think there's something wrong with Ou Chuliang?" In the stands, an attentive female fan said.

"What's wrong?" The old justice of the female fans shouted vigorously.

The Chinese team was able to equalize the score in the last minute, completely sweeping away the haze of the black three minutes in previous years.

At this moment, all fans temporarily forgot that the national football team was once equalized and overtaken in the three minutes after the game; Tang Wu's last volley made fans see that the Chinese team can also create miracles.

"Husband, do you see that Ou Chuliang is walking so slowly, and it seems that he is still limping?"

"Is there one? I'm tired! The female fan's husband glanced at Tang Wu, who had just walked to the top of the arc of the middle circle, and waved his hand, "What do you know!" This is Ou Chuliang's tactic, the purpose is to delay time and buy time for his teammates to rest. ”

"Oh? Is that so? The female fan looked at the Uzbek goalkeeper who had already crossed the halfway line, and was still a little unconvinced, "Even if you delay time, there is no need to pretend to be limping!" ”

"You know what! It's tactics! The female fan's husband said proudly, "Acting is a full set, Ou Chuliang doesn't go like this, can the referee agree that he walks so slowly?" How stupid! ”

"Okay." The female fan patted her chest and sat down, but when she looked at Tang Wu's eyes, there was still a trace of worry.

Women are more sensitive than men, and they are also more careful than men.

In fact, she was not the only one who could see that something was wrong with Tang Wu's walking, but many other female fans saw it.

But their voices on the field were naturally no better than the male fans who were already excited, so they had to stare at Tang Wu on the field with a worried face, and silently send their blessings in their hearts.

When the goalkeepers of both teams walked to the front of goal, the other players were almost in position.

Japanese referee Masayoshi Okada first looked at the Uzbek goalkeeper, and after seeing him standing in his position, he waved to Tang Wu. After getting Tang Wu's affirmative reply, he directly blew the whistle of the game.

"Huh? What is it? The golden pillar that had just been activated glanced at it, as if it had found something.

"This is a football field, where did the maple leaves come from?"

With such a question, Jin Guangzhu immediately stepped forward to check before and after seeing that Li Xiao had brought the ball to the opponent's bottom line.

Jin Guangzhu ran to the "Maple Leaf", bent down, and looked at it carefully for two seconds. Suddenly, his eyebrows were raised, and his eyes were wide open.

"This—This is..."

Jin Guangzhu looked at Tang Wu who was stepping on the line of the small forbidden area with a surprised gaze.

"Community, you..."

"Don't slip away, look at people!"

Seeing Tang Wu's grim face and retreat quickly, Jin Guangzhu immediately turned his head to check.

Just now attacked the opponent's bottom line, and at this time the ball has been cut off by the opponent, and it has almost hit the midfield.

Jin Guangzhu hurriedly ran towards the opponent's forward with his arm, at such a critical moment, there was no slightest slackness.

The opponent's attack speed is not very fierce, but with the national football players who run hard around them, but can't run fast, their attack is much faster.

Tang Wu retreated as he approached the near goalpost.

The opponent came along the flank, and blocking the angle of the shot was also one of the goalkeeper's tasks.

After a one-two collision against the wall, the ball came to Shkverin's feet.

Tang Wu looked at the Uzbek striker who had threatened his goal for more than 100 minutes, and his eyes were full of seriousness.

Tang Wu was ready for the opponent's attack, and Shikverin was also very smart.

After forcibly breaking into the penalty area with speed and body, Yu Guang glanced at it, and after seeing Tang Wu's position, he actually took a left foot and continued to break through to the bottom line.

"!"

Jin Guangzhu scolded, he was completely deceived by Shikverin's eyes.

Seeing Shkverin's eyes, he thought that the opponent was looking for a teammate in the middle, or temporarily stopping to delay the attack.

Just at this moment, he was left half of his body by Shikverin. If the opponent's feet are too strong, only half a body position is enough for the opponent to forcibly cut inward.

Tang Wu's brows also furrowed tighter and tighter, and gradually, his right hand could already hold the right doorpost.

If Shkvelin wants to hit the goal from a tight angle, he has to hit the top of the head.

Hitting the door at a small angle?

After thinking of this word, Tang Wu's mind flashed, and something suddenly came to mind.

How could he hit the door from a small angle??!!

Throughout the game, Shkvelin had such chances at least four times, but none of them had been direct shots.

What would he do if he didn't shoot straight away?

Thinking of this, Tang Wu's back was cold, and he suddenly remembered how the opponent's third ball was scored.

At this point, Tang Wu subconsciously moved a step sideways towards the inside of the goal, giving up the position of defending the near corner.

Seeing that a gap suddenly appeared between Tang Wu and the right post, Shikvelin was stunned, and his left foot was obviously hesitant.

After landing and kicking into the air, Shkvelin picked up speed again, because if he didn't handle the ball again, he would have to roll straight out of the line.

Looking at Tang Wu's raised right hand, he glanced at his teammates who were following him on the road with his residual vision. Gritting his teeth, Shkverin swung his left leg again and swept the ball in front of goal.

"Sure enough, it was passed on!"

Tang Wu roared angrily in his heart.

At the moment of Shkverin's pass, Tang Wu took a big step to the left with his left foot, pressing all the weight of his body on his left foot.

"Roar Roar Roar Roar !!"

This time, Tang Wu did not shout loudly, but held his breath and roared in his heart.

At this moment, Tang Wu seemed to have lost control of his left foot, and even his entire left leg became a little numb.

But Tang Wu knew that the last command he gave to his left foot before losing control should have been well completed by it.

After stomping his left foot on the ground hard, he kicked hard, and Ou Chuliang's body immediately crossed in the air.

Ou Chuliang's body reaction is agile, his hand is flexible, and he is more confrontational to inertia and injury.

Therefore, although Tang Wu felt the numbness of his left foot, he judged that this save was very successful.

"Uzbek cross!" The Japanese commentator at the scene couldn't help but shout.

Tang Wu's pupils shrank, and his body in mid-air tensed his nerves. Every controllable muscle in his body was mobilized, and it exploded with unprecedented power.

It's as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning!

Almost at the same time, Tang Wu's body and the ball came to the same vertical line as the Uzbek player.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

There are also defenders around the opponent's receiver who interfere, and at this moment they can only hurriedly get up and shoot.

After two muffled sounds in a row, the ball hit Tang Wu's chin and bounced out of the other post.

"MD, I've already missed one of you, and you want to get another one in the same way? There are no doors! ”

"Don't move, my!"

After landing on the ground, Tang Wu roared, and Xu Hong, who just wanted to pick up the ball, was stunned, and immediately bent down to protect the ball.

Tang Wu quickly stood up with both hands and his right foot, and after staggering forward for two steps, he fell directly to the ground and held the ball in his arms.

Seeing Tang Wu confiscate the ball, Xu Hong and Jiang Feng, as well as Li Ming, who came to answer, all breathed a sigh of relief.

At least at this time, the Chinese team is safe.

But in the next second, to everyone's surprise. Tang Wu, who had just hugged the football, did not take the opportunity to rest, but quickly got up with the ball and ran towards the line of the big penalty area in a way that was visible to the naked eye with a lame run.

"Li Xiao, run!"

Tang Wu only had time to say these three words, then he turned sideways, kicked the ball to the right frontcourt with a big kick.

Li Xiao reacted when he heard Tang Wu shouting at him, spreading his legs and running forward.

Yu Guang glanced at Tang Wu's long pass, and Li Xiao's legs took a more active step - this ball will not go out of the sideline!

Tang Wu's ball momentum was obvious, and it was kicked towards the gap along the side corridor. After Li Xiao judged that the ball would not go out of the sideline even if it landed and bounced, he gritted his teeth and chased the ball without saying a word.

Seeing Tang Wu's sudden fast attack, there was a "hula", chickens and dogs jumped in the penalty area, and all the Uzbek defenders ran towards their own half of the field as soon as possible.

The game has been going on for more than 110 minutes, and if the Chinese team scores a goal at this time, it will basically be a death sentence.

Not only the Uzbek defenders, but Hu Zhijun also gritted his back molars and followed hard.

Looking at the players of both sides who hurriedly ran out of the forbidden area with their own concerns, Tang Wu let out a sigh of relief and slowly retreated.

Before he could take a few steps back, he hit a muscular chest.

Hearing the well-proportioned gasp behind him, Tang Wu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned his head, Jin Guangzhu's honest face was full of seriousness.

"Community, sure enough, it's you, I know!"

"What do you know?" Tang Wu smiled slightly, intending to bypass him and continue to retreat.

Jin Guangzhu didn't let Tang Wu go this time, grabbed Tang Wu's left hand, and shouted softly: "Community, don't pretend, look what it is!" ”

Following the golden pillar of light, Tang Wu saw a touch of blush on the turf—that was where Tang Wu had just stepped on it.

"Community, tell me, how did you endure until now?!"

Jin Guangzhu's red and swollen eyes were about to bulge out of their sockets, Tang Wu looked at his left foot, smiled slightly, and said lightly, "What's this?" It's not my body anyway! ”