For this goal, the Brazilian team was more or less uncomfortable, after all, this ball was suspected of faking a fall.

Aldair was fouled, but he was killed by Hao Haidong - not so much that he tripped Hao Haidong, but that the Chinese striker kicked Aldair's leg and fell to the ground.

For the referee, such a move is difficult to judge, but it is an indisputable fact that Hao Haidong fell to the ground because of Aldair's outstretched leg, and this penalty did not wronged the Brazilian to be precise.

Ling Feng's spoon was particularly beautiful, the pressure he was under at this time was not at the same level as the last penalty shootout, and this spoon was more or less pretentious.

In any case, in the opening seven minutes, the Chinese team took a one-goal lead, which is probably an unexpected result for everyone.

The Brazilians were enraged by the goal just now, and they launched a carpet bombardment towards the door of the Chinese team, and Ronaldo alone attracted all of Ling Feng's energy to the past - the aliens are not for fun, Sun Jihai fought with him three times, and they were broken through in less than one face.

Ling Feng sat in the middle of the road, and said that it was better to call it stuck in the throat, but what if the other party didn't go through the throat?

For example, Ronaldo, continuously cut from the left side to the penalty area, Ling Feng didn't care about it at all in the middle, the alien's ball control ability was super strong, Zhang Enhua and Yue Lingxiang, who was back to defense, sandwiched him next to the bottom line, but they couldn't break the ball under his feet!

In the thirteenth minute, Ronaldo crossed from the baseline, and Amoruso's shot hit the post and bounced off the line.

The ball smashed on the goalpost, and a crisp "bell" sounded, hitting the hearts of all the Chinese team players fiercely, and Brazil, which is known as the strongest attacking king in the world, is it enough to defend like this?

China is not Italy, even if Ling Feng's defense is comparable to Cannavaro, but the other two defenders together may not be as good as Nesta, not to mention, Sun Jihai and Zhu Yin are not the kind of fullbacks who are particularly good at defensive ability.

So what's the point of the Chinese team defending like this?

Even Italy does not dare to say that it will be able to withstand the crazy attack of the Brazilians, let alone China?

Three minutes later, Rivaldo's powerful shot from outside the penalty area grazed the crossbar and flew out, and the collapse of the Chinese team's defense was already in sight!

Ling Feng forced himself to calm down, he must calm down, he is not only a player now, but also the captain on the field, and he can be regarded as half a head coach.

Since Maradona left, the Chinese team has been missing a pair of eyes.

Just like on the battlefield, in addition to having a brave general, you also need a strategist to give orders on the fly. Ling Feng can be a general or a clever military advisor, but when the two are added together, it can't help but be a little weak.

The opponent is Brazil, and at least two of the players on the field are top players who can definitely compete with themselves - Rivaldo and Ronaldo.

Ling Feng could only use his best strength as a warrior to fight his opponent, but at this time, he couldn't think about how to arrange his troops.

Since the victory over Argentina, the Chinese team has been studying the tactics of the game against the Brazilian team, but everyone has fallen into a strange circle, that is, defensive counterattack.

The technology is not as good as others, and the physical strength is too large, so he can only take a steady and steady approach, and Ling Feng serves as a scavenger, which is the reason.

This tactic is correct, but it is not suitable for the Chinese team - a team with strong offense and weak defense to play defensive counterattack, isn't this putting the cart before the horse?

After the Brazilian team threatened to shoot with two consecutive shots, Ling Feng suddenly felt that the Chinese team had tried their best to defend now, but why could they still give the opponent such a chance?

Ronaldo didn't pose much of a threat under Ling Feng's defense, but Rivaldo and Amoruso ravaged the left side of the Chinese team.

"Damn, I've never been so cobent against Argentina!" Ling Feng scolded angrily in his heart, if it went on like this, it was only a matter of time before he was scored.

"I advise you, don't divert your energy, otherwise you won't be able to prevent me." Ronaldo on the side kindly reminded, but in exchange for Ling Feng's angry white eyes, the angry bald man jumped up and down there.

"You bastard, I remind you that you still don't appreciate it? I'm! ”

Ronaldo is not the only one jumping up and down, the old horse in the stands in the distance is also jumping there, the Chinese team defeated them Argentina to enter the final, but now the Brazilians are so ugly, although the goal leads, but the difference in strength can be seen at a glance, doesn't this mean that Argentina is not as good as Brazil?

This is absolutely unforgivable!

You just mean that Argentina doesn't care as much as the Chinese old horse, but Argentina has two enemies, and in front of these two teams, it is absolutely impossible to lose face.

One is England and the other is Brazil.

It is absolutely unbearable to ask Lao Ma to admit that Argentina is inferior to Brazil, which is the same as asking him to admit that he is inferior to Pele, but unfortunately he is not the head coach of the Chinese team now, otherwise he will definitely punish those stinky boys who are not angry to do a hundred push-ups, no, two hundred!

Ronaldo is right, once the distracted Ling Feng can't stop the alien's breakthrough at all, the current alien is the alien who has no injuries and is in the peak state, Ling Feng can defend with all his strength and use the advantage of the defender himself to block him from advancing, but as soon as he thinks about it, he is immediately broken through by Ronaldo.

Once Ling Feng's right side was lost, it directly led to the collapse of the entire back line of the Chinese team, because others did not expect Ling Feng to be broken through, and they all stared at other Brazilian offensive players.

The ball is in!

At the twenty-third minute of the first half, the alien Ronaldo scored after a beautiful breakthrough to tie the score!

Everyone could see that this ball was obviously Ling Feng's mistake.

Relying too much on Ling Feng has become a heart disease of the Chinese team, which Lao Ma said when he was the head coach, but he has no choice, the current Chinese team can only rely on Ling Feng alone, and can only wait for a few young players to really provoke the Chinese team.

And now, a mistake by Ling Feng directly led to the collapse of the entire defense line of the Chinese team, which is indeed a big blow to him as the captain of the national team.

Ling Feng knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, he felt such a sense of powerlessness for the first time, such a sense of guilt.

He wanted to run, he wanted to run all over the field, he wanted to break through the whole field with the ball, but his physical strength really couldn't reach this level, if he ran overloaded, then he would soon fall, and there were nearly seventy minutes left in the game, and he must not fall.

Ling Feng, who has always been invincible, really lost for the first time, in a one-on-one dialogue, and lost to another top player in the world, this defeat directly led to the collapse of the lead that the Chinese team had gained by incomparable luck, and almost made Ling Feng collapse himself.

"This idiot, has he always thought that he is the key to victory or defeat," Lao Ma held his chin in the stands and scolded: "The arrogant guy has always thought that the victory and defeat are all on him, and it is a miracle that such a big pressure is crushing you to death!" ”

"What's wrong with Ling him?" In front of the TV, Fiorentina players also gathered to watch the game, Laudrup Jr. asked.

"That ball just now hit Ling very hard." Baggio stared at the screen, at this time the director gave Ling Feng a picture of kneeling on the ground and holding his face, and many Chinese fans kept discussing in low voices, could their king not be able to stand up on his own at this time?

"Isn't it just a lost ball, what's the big deal!" Effenberg said with a big grin: "If you want me to say, this guy Ling has always positioned himself too high, always thinking that he is the savior, the strongest player in the world, he must not lose, but how is it possible?" ”

"The simple guy really doesn't have any troubles!" Cannavaro on the side whispered a sigh of emotion, but was accidentally heard by Effenberg, and the two were in a mess on the side.

"It's really Stephen who was right," Zidane also sighed: "This may be the element of Ling's success, but once the myth is shattered, can Ling withstand it?" ”

"You mean ......"

"Split personality." Far away in London, Arsene Wenger patted Anelka on the head and said they were watching the game.

"You've also been in contact with Ling, what kind of person do you think he is?"

"Sometimes it's like a child, sometimes it's scary to mature." Anelka said that he and Ling Feng were the most familiar.

"Ling used his own sunshine to cover up the extreme victory ** in his heart, didn't you notice? The goal he conceded was the only one Ling had conceded since a one-on-one defeat in his four-year career, and in that respect he was a complete loss, even worse than the one we won last season when he was still at Manchester United. ”

"What will happen to Ling?" Anelka asked eagerly.

"When it comes to personal strength, Ling is the strongest among the players in the world, there is no doubt about it, even Ronaldo can't compare with him, but when it comes to overall strength, the Chinese team is weaker than Brazil," Wenger did not answer positively, but turned a corner and said: "Ling's pressure is too great, and Ronaldo has lit this fuse, and then we can only see if he can release this pressure, otherwise, this battle will become the Waterloo of Ling's career......"

The celebration of the Brazilian players gradually ended, but they found that Ling Feng was still kneeling on the ground like that, with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Decades of memories all rushed to Ling Feng's mind at this moment, and he himself didn't know why this moment came so suddenly, the myth of undefeated ended at this moment, and he seemed to have fallen from heaven to hell.

Maybe in the eyes of others, the frustration in a confrontation can't say anything, but for Ling Feng is different, his existence should be invincible, only his incomparably strong can raise the overall strength of the weak Chinese team to the level of the top team, four years, in the hearts of the fans, he is already the incarnation of the god of war who has won a hundred battles, but at this moment he lost, although the opponent is Brazil, although the game is not over.

If he really lost because of his mistake, then how could Ling Feng return to China to face those fans? If you can't beat Brazil now, what about three years from now? Will we be able to beat Brazil in the World Cup in three years' time?

Anyone can lose, only he can't lose, even the Chinese team can lose, but Ling Feng personally can't lose.

The red captain's armband on his left arm became extremely heavy at this time.

Just as the referee wanted to come over and ask what was going on, a figure walked up to Ling Feng and knelt down, took off the captain's armband from Ling Feng's left arm, and put it on his own arm!

This action surprised everyone present, there was actually someone in the Chinese team competing for Ling Feng's authority?!

Ling Feng raised his head in confusion and saw that it was a familiar face, but unlike usual, this face was full of solemnity.

Yue Lingxiang!

"Brother Ling, you go and press the attack, and leave the defensive organization behind me to me." Yue Lingxiang said: "You have always been the one who has been the leader, and you have also asked the younger brothers to help you bear it." ”

"Everyone, get ready, start fighting back!" Yue Lingxiang waved his left arm wearing the captain's armband and shouted loudly, and suddenly the entire Chinese team backfield let out a neat roar.

"The morale of the Chinese team has risen?!" Maradona said in a low voice: "These young men have done a really good job, at this most critical moment, they can be regarded as saving Ling Feng." ”

Ling Feng felt the urge to cry, damn, he could only say damn now.

Damn, his years of hard work have not been in vain, and the current Chinese team is no longer fighting alone!