After the score was equalized, Xiao Luo, Deco and Xavi looked at each other, and finally looked at Zhuo Cunzhi.

Faced with the inquiries of several people, Zhuo Cunzhi made a downward motion-

Slow down!

Xavi frowned suddenly, Deco was also a little puzzled, Xiao Luo still smiled, but the three of them listened to Zhuo Cunzhi's opinion, controlled the ball in the midfield, and constantly spent time with the opponent.

When the game reached the 80th minute, the score on the field was still 1:1.

After equalising, Albacete went on the defensive and seemed to only want a point.

"Don't you make adjustments?" Tengkart asked anxiously.

Rijkaard remained silent, but his heart was full of bitterness-

He would like to make some adjustments, but the question is, who to send?

On your own bench, there are no trustworthy players at all, okay!

Rijkaard turned his head and looked—

Messi watched the game intently, and Lucero seemed to feel his eyes, looking at him nervously and expectantly.

In addition to the two of them, most of the other players on the bench are also players from the original youth team.

Rijkaard silently twisted his head back and continued to watch the game on the field.

"Don't worry, Henk, look at Deem." Rijkaard forced his composure.

Ten Carter wanted to stop talking, so he could only put his eyes back on the field and focus on Zhuo Cunzhi's performance.

After a closer look, Tengkart found a clue -

Zhuo Cunzhi's breakthrough is getting sharper and sharper!

"He's up again?" On the spot, Tengkart roared unacceptably.

After Zhuo Cunzhi entered Barcelona, not to mention other aspects, but his technical level is really rising at a speed visible to the naked eye!

This kind of growth has simply subverted Tengkat's three views!

You must know that Zhuo Cunzhi is an athlete with no football foundation, and Ten Carter has always regarded him as a Deisler with slightly poor foot skills but strong physical fitness.

In fact, Zhuo Cunzhi, who has just come to Barcelona, is indeed right if he looks at it from this point of view.

But Shibei should be impressed for three days, not to mention that Zhuo Cunzhi has the help of player cards, and the rise in technical level is even more incredible!

So far, Barcelona has won 10 La Liga wins, and Zhuo Cunzhi has also received his second player card of the season.

Of course, Zhuo Cunzhi chose a player with technical flow.

Frank. Franck Franck Ribery, Zhuo Cunzhi's teammate in Aachen.

He is not the superstar we think he is now, but he has the level of a star.

Zhuo Cunzhi thought about it for a while, and also chose his player card.

After all, Ribery's defensive quality and motivation on the flanks has always been something to learn from.

"It's not." Rijkaard, however, denied this.

"His level has indeed risen again......" Rijkaard was also a little amazed at this, "but that's not the main reason. ”

“？” Tengkart looked at Rijkaard, and the doubts in his heart were clear.

"They're tired too." Rijkaard explained succinctly.

Ten Carter looked over the field and immediately agreed.

"They are crazy today, this is not their usual tactic, naturally they will be tired!" Ten Carter finally saw hope of victory.

"And they're also at the end of the winter break, and in the darkest hours before dawn, their stamina is ......," Rijkaard shook his head.

This is also where Rijkaard looks down on and even hates Gonzalez-

Why spend your precious physical strength fighting against Barcelona?

Don't you know what the odds of winning are?

I don't know if even if I win, it's only three points?

Why don't you go all out against the other relegation teams?!

Well, now it's a lose-lose situation!

Whether Albacete lives or dies, Rijkaard naturally doesn't care.

However, a giant like Barcelona has to die with a small team like Albacete, and it is strange that Rijkaard can go with it!

"Wait, isn't he tired?" Ten Carter's speech caught Rijkaard's attention.

Following his gaze, the black swan looked at the field and saw Zhuo Cunzhi smiling easily.

The Asian Cup, the three-month devil's schedule, the physical collapse of teammates, and the end of the game......

However, Zhuo Cunzhi didn't even breathe.

"Does he have four lungs?" Tengkart asked.

“…… Isn't that a good thing? ”

On the field, Deco's ball was once again handed over to Zhuo Cunzhi.

Zhuo Cunzhi stepped on the ball and looked at Civiero's eyes full of playfulness.

Rijkaard: They can find problems off the field, and he naturally feels them deeply on the field.

The resistance he received was getting smaller and smaller, and the strength of his opponent was getting weaker and weaker, and the degree of his weakening was simply visible to the naked eye!

As Zhuo Cunzhi's breakthrough became easier and easier, there were naturally more and more balls from his teammates.

At the moment when Civiero came up, Zhuo Cunzhi even had a leisurely and elegant look, glancing at the timeboard.

81：51

"There's still plenty of time." Zhuo Cunzhi laughed.

This bastard!

Civiero's face suddenly turned hideous.

When Zhuo Cunzhi broke through to him, as soon as the anger came up, Civiero made a direct move!

In the face of his attack, Zhuo Cunzhi shook and resisted, like a loach, slipperily bypassing him.

Before Severo gave in, he turned around and was about to catch him, but Zhuo Cunzhi had already pulled him half a distance away.

Don't want to run!

Civiero roared in his heart, and his feet moved with the thought.

However, with only one step, Civiero's anger cooled.

Just taking this step, it feels so stiff.

He could clearly hear his own breathing, gasping for air!

I'm so tired......

That was Civiero's last thought.

On the other hand, Zhuo Cunzhi's regular intake and outflow did not exceed the frequency of even one point more than at the beginning.

Looking at the opponent's crooked defensive movements, Zhuo Cunzhi only felt that he had reached the point of being bored.

What he needs to be careful about is the opponent's final counterattack, which is just a foul.

So the moment he stepped into the box, Albacete's players turned green!

On the one hand, everyone knows how dangerous it is to let him into this area, and on the other hand, if they foul in the box and Zhuo Cunzhi falls to the ground, it is very likely to be a penalty!

Thinking of this, Pena only felt constrained.

What's even more sad is that when he made up his mind, he found that he couldn't catch up with Zhuo Cunzhi at all!

He's too fast!

Plus, he's too slow!

Feeling the weakness in her body, Pena gave up completely.

Single Knife!

It is not the first time that Zhuo Cunzhi has dealt with a single ball, but looking at the frightened Ronald, he sincerely feels that this is his most relaxed single ball.

Perhaps, as early as the moment he expected the opponent's physical strength to collapse, he was destined to have this ending.

Facing Zhuo Cunzhi's single knife, Ronald hesitated for a long time and gritted his teeth to attack.

However, when he hesitated, Zhuo Cunzhi had already predicted his movements, and even saw his defensive gap, and kicked the ball into the bottom left corner.

Ronald, who attacked, hurriedly flew sideways, but with his awkward posture, even if his hand was longer, he would never touch this ball!

“goooooooooooooooooooooooooooal！！！” Please pay attention to the latest chapters in the future