Chapter Seventy-Eight: Born Out of Thin Air
"Dong Fangzhuo is too smart."
"His fast kick caught the opponent off guard."
"Under normal circumstances, you would have to wait for your team-mate to come up and pick it up before you take the boundary kick. But Dong Fangzhuo didn't think like this at all, what he wanted was to be able to get the ball as soon as possible and rush up, and then solve the problem. ”
"That's what he thought all along."
"In the end, Uruguay was unlucky."
"I think that among the top ten goals in the World Cup, Dong Fangzhuo's goals are estimated to account for at least nine, and the remaining one is left to Maradona ......"
"He's more dominant in the World Cup than any other player, not even Maradona in front of him."
And so came the hat-trick. Under the attention of fans all over the world, Dong Fangzhuo once again amazed the world.
"It's going to be cold in Uruguay,"
"What can you do in the face of such a guy?"
"He can't be defeated."
"Only injuries can bring him down."
"But Uruguay still has time, do they dare to press it and go all out?"
But now Rheinker is no longer bullish on Uruguay.
"But if Uruguay presses all the way, I feel that it will be even more dangerous, because the Chinese team can launch a lethal counterattack at any time. Don't forget, there is no one in this world who has better physical fitness than Dong Wang, and he also looks like a 20-year-old young man, full of strength and motivation. ”
"Maybe that's what he's waiting for."
'He's playing against a team by himself, and of course I'm talking about offense.
"Don't underestimate the other players in the Chinese team, because they are all working hard silently, this is a team with countless green leaves and a red flower."
"Defend!"
"Defend!"
"Be sure to defend well!"
After the goal, Dong Fangzhuo quickly rushed back to his own half, waving his fists and roaring.
At this time, he can't afford to miss a minute, he wants to wake up his teammates.
He needs to fight his teammates to the end.
Wu Sanshi was replaced, and it was Feng Jin who came up.
In China, he has the title of Chongqing Messi, a player who has been playing in the country and has a small reputation, but he is very practical.
Crawford decided to give him a chance.
Maybe he is the youngest player in the Chinese team, and he is not young, 25 years old this year, he is in the year of playing, but in the team, he has no qualifications, and it is not easy to be selected for the national team.
With a height of 1.70, there is no advantage, but there is speed, there is dribbling. After Feng Renliang went down, Dong Fangzhuo lacked such a helper.
In fact, now there is only one striker left in China.
After the restart, Uruguay pressed all over the line, and the left and right wings passed half court. Godin, they also ran near the halfway line.
The Chinese team was suppressed to the limit.
Dong Fangzhuo and Feng Jin both went to scramble at the first time, if neither of them grabbed it, the defensive pressure behind would be even greater.
Especially Feng Jin, who rushed from the front court to the bottom line, was stunned and entangled Suarez, Suarez was really helpless near the bottom line, so he could only kick the ball to Feng Jin's calf and create a corner kick.
The Chinese team returned to defense.
The corner kick was taken, and Feng Xiaoting took advantage of Godin's head this time, and the position was well stuck, and the ball went to the sideline. But Feng Jin, who was guarding the goalpost, rushed out like an arrow, trying to save the ball, but he was still half a beat slow.
"Feng Jin is very hard,"
"This attitude deserves to be recognized."
'He quickly ran next to Nandez, who was followed again, and it seemed that it would not be easy for Uruguay to break through the defense on the left.
Feng Jin forced Nandez to pass the ball back, but the ball was willing to go to Cáceres, who attacked from the left.
Hao Junmin's physical fitness here was a little bad and he couldn't keep up with Torreira's rhythm, but Dong Fangzhuo quickly ran over and blocked the loophole on the right in time.
Torreira poured the ball to the feet of Bentancur in the middle, and Huang Bowen immediately blocked it.
The Chinese players are playing with their lives.
Bentancur couldn't help it, rubbed an arc forward with his right foot, and tried to hand the ball to Cavani in front, but Feng Xiaoting and Zheng Zhi were already on guard, and the two of them defended one after the other, Feng Xiaoting pushed the ball out, and Zhao Xuri received the ball and immediately divided the ball to the left.
Zhang Xizhe rushed to stab before Nandez went to the front!
Feng Jin rushed up.
"Feng Jin!"
"Feng Jin got the ball."
Nandez hurriedly chased back, but Feng Jin was also accelerating, and took three steps forward with his head stuffy, seeing Vecino and Laxalt coming from both sides, Feng Jin stopped the ball urgently, and immediately accelerated after shaking a shot, and drilled directly, both of them have been playing for more than 80 minutes, how can they be more energetic than Feng Jin?
Even Dong Fangzhuo, who rushed up from the back, couldn't keep up with Feng Jin's speed, and he ran 30 meters away as he watched Feng Jin dribble past Laxalt and Vecino before facing Godin.
Feng Jin's speed did not decrease, and Godin also came at full speed, but Feng Jin seemed to have calculated Godin, and gently buckled his left foot to the right, which happened to stagger with Godin, and the ball missed through Godin's crotch!
"Ahh
"It's over!"
"Feng Jin! Feng Jin! Feng Jin! ”
Jimenez didn't care about Dong Fangzhuo coming up, and hurriedly rushed towards Feng Jin.
Feng Jin lightly pulled his left foot to the right and flashed Jimenez again, almost exactly the same as Dong Fangzhuo's goal just now.
Then, he appeared in the middle of the penalty area.
The Uruguayan goalkeeper struck.
Feng Jin just glanced at it, and immediately shot low with his right foot into the bottom left corner of the goal!
From the beginning to the end, he didn't think about teaming up with his teammates because he was at the front.
"The ball is in!"
"The ball is in!"
"The ball is in!"
"Feng Jin!"
"He staged a Dong Fangzhuo-style goal!"
"Dong Fangzhuo is possessed!"
"The real Dong Fangzhuo in the rear right is a fake!"
Feng Jin's earth-shattering blow rewrote the score to 4:2.
Lineker couldn't believe it:
"Tell me, this is really not King Dong,"
"Is this another Chinese?"
"Huh?"
"Is there another perverted demon in the Chinese team?"
"With such a strong player, why didn't you send it sooner?"
It was not only Lineker who was shocked, but commentators in many countries.
I don't know where Feng Jin came out!
Even Chinese fans were amazed.
"Awesome,"
"Awesome!"
"I didn't find him so strong in the Super League before."
"Ah, this is our Chongqing!"
"Feng Jin,"
"Feng Jin,"
"Feng Jin!"
At this moment, Feng Jin became a hero and was no longer Dong Fangzhuo.
Tavares could barely stand on his feet and sat on the ground, he looked at the little man Feng Jin in disbelief.
Ha?
There is another such pervert in the Chinese team?
Don't play like this!
Cheating!
It's not fair......
In this way, Feng Jin was born out of thin air and scored another goal for the Chinese team......