"Attack, attack, attack!" Huang Jianxiang blurted out three overlapping words.

"Forward, forward, forward!"

After the North Korean team restarted, the passing speed on the field increased again, and An Yingxue and Moon In-kook were like two generals, closely protecting Yang Biao, and when the referee was not paying attention, they would spew out a few trash words in broken Chinese from time to time.

"Aren't you awesome? I don't believe you can score a goal. ”

"You're just a lucky boy, don't think you're a cow, trash!"

Use this to provoke Yang Biao.

In this regard, Yang Biao just smiled slightly, these trash words sounded like a joke to him, how could it make him mentally unbalanced? Run straight back to your own half to participate in the defense.

Hong Ying served early in the midfield and passed to Jin Yongjun, who was standing near the center circle, and Jin Yongjun did not make a long pass as everyone imagined, but took the ball to the direction of the Chinese team's goal.

Li Dadi and Li Yi in the middle hurriedly stepped forward, forming an oppressive high position, ready to scramble, Jin Yongjun made a quick stop and returned the ball to Hong Yingzao, and Feng Renliang, who was on the right side, hurriedly moved to the left side to supplement the vacancy left by Li Dadi and Li Yi.

At this time, Jin Yongjun began to run frantically towards the right side, Li Dadi hurriedly followed him, the midfield suddenly became lively, the North Korean team gave full play to their physical advantages, constantly shifting in the middle, flickering left and right, up and down, with the Chinese team members to turn in circles, to achieve the purpose of consuming the physical fitness of the Chinese team, they played quite patiently.

The overall combat quality of the North Korean team was also reflected.

In the penalty area, even if the midfielder does not pass the ball, they still keep fighting with the Chinese team in close hand-to-hand combat, trying to seize a favorable position, and at the same time constantly carry out rapid turnaround and run, wanting to respond.

Under the command of Zheng Zhi and Yang Biao, who returned to the backfield, they did their best to keep up with their defensive objects, and five or six minutes passed, and the crazy running of the North Korean team failed to pull out an effective vacancy to form an effective impact area for Zheng Dashi or Kim Zeyong.

Jin Nanzheng frowned, he didn't expect China's resistance to be so tenacious, his attitude was as tough as a pit stone, smelly and hard, it seems that the previous research on the Chinese team is going to be overturned, this is a new Chinese team, they are united, young, and have a backbone, and in their eyes, he also sees something called ambition, such a team is extremely difficult to deal with.

He has already done everything that should be done, and the next thing is to see everyone's performance, I hope Xiaoyong can bring out his best state. At this moment, Kim Nam-jong can only pin his trust on this prodigy that North Korea has not encountered in a century.

The North Korean team was patient enough to run wildly, and after eleven minutes, they finally found a good opportunity.

After all, the physical fitness of the Chinese team is not comparable to the North Korean team, after gritting their teeth and holding on for a period of time, the speed gradually slowed down, and the strength of the enemy to fight is not small, several times were almost squeezed into the penalty area by Jin Zeyong, to seize a favorable position, if it is not for Yang Biao to fill in time, it will pose a great threat to the goal.

The gap in quality cannot be made up by willpower alone, and the willpower and execution of the North Korean team will only be stronger than that of the Chinese team.

The Chinese team has been able to confront them so far, which is already a great progress, if it is put on the previous national pigs, maybe it has already collapsed. In these ten minutes of confrontation, the Chinese team performed the indomitable bloodiness of every inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood, whether in momentum or at the spiritual level, the Chinese team was not weaker than the North Korean team at all, refreshing the Chinese people's perception of the national pig.

At the end of the strong crossbow, Jin Nanzheng keenly saw that the Chinese team had reached the critical point of physical exhaustion, and muttered to himself, "It's time to light the last fire!" ”

Kim Nam Zheng made a gesture of vigorously pressing on the rear Che Zhenghyuk, raised his index finger, and pointed to the sky, Cha Zhenghe nodded suddenly, spread his feet and ran towards the half of the Chinese team like a smoke, shouting frantically while running, like a herald.

With his roaring and howling, the North Korean team unexpectedly sped up again.

"You can even speed it up!" For the first time, domestic fans really experienced the terrifying physical fitness of the North Korean team, and they thought that everyone was exhausted, but they didn't expect that someone was still hiding a hand.

It's dangerous this time!

As the North Korean team speeded up again, the Chinese team's followers frequently lost position, and Hong Ying, who was wandering nearby, saw the opportunity early, and made a moderately strong pass, the ball rolled naughtily on the grass, and passed to the feet of Kim Zeyong, who pulled out the request.

Jin Zeyong is like a cheetah that has been lurking for a long time, showing its sharp fangs at this moment, roaring angrily, activating in an instant, and the powerful explosive power is turned on in an instant, like an enraged rhinoceros, snorting, and rushing towards the restricted area, Zheng Zhi, who was defending him, was also ready, and the cat lowered his waist.

The rest of the North Korean team turned more urgently, and they strongly contained China's rear forces.

Suddenly, Zheng Zhi only felt a flower in front of him, Jin Zeyong took advantage of a small vacancy, a vigorous kick, Zheng Zhi was about to turn around, suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and a figure drilled in front of him like lightning.

It is worthy of the 100-meter dribble sprint reached 11 seconds.

This outstanding person who ate Zheng Zhi with speed suddenly aroused a burst of cheers in the stadium, and Li Wu, who had not spoken for a long time, seemed to see a glimmer of hope again, and his gloomy eyes lit up.

"What the hell is this new player, how does it feel very stylish." There was a burst of exclamation from domestic fans.

"I feel that he is even more powerful than that people's Rooney Zheng Dashi."

He Hui and Zhan Jun, who were sitting precariously, listened to the discussion of the fans, and thought to themselves, "It's not that they seem to be better than Zheng Dashi, but the two are not on the same level at all, this Jin Zeyong is indeed too awesome for Asian players, even if he can occupy a place in the top five European leagues." ”

Powerful shots and speedy like a wind are both nemesis for Asian players, and his height dominates the game, and if there are no major injuries, he will be a rising supernova in the world, and this four-nation tournament is sure to attract the attention of some of Asia's strongest teams.

Zheng Zhi looked at the red back and was stunned for a moment, but soon roared, like a provoked monkey king, he chased after him, and did not sigh in despair.

You can't lose when you lose, and you can't lose the game.

After passing Zheng Zhi, Jin Zeyong's front was empty, and Du Wei and Zhang Linfan, who were standing nearby, wanted to come over to fill the position, but it was too late, Jin Zeyong's whole body jumped, and he shot angrily, and the angry shot was accompanied by a roar that pierced through the golden cracked stone.