Having said that, he was still a little hesitant, because Wu Feng's magic had been vividly displayed in the previous time, and he was not at all sure that he would be able to send the ball into the goal from Wu Feng, who was attacking quickly.

So, in the moment when it got closer and closer, he hesitated. At this time, he suddenly saw a teammate plugged in from behind.

"Here, pass the ball!" At this time, Naotai Takahara had already rushed to the front of the penalty area. Seeing that his teammate Ichiro Maki seemed to be hesitant, he immediately pointed forward and shouted loudly.

When Ichiro Juki saw Naoyasu Takahara, his heart was immediately steady. Gao Yuan's shout not only made him no longer hesitate, but also made Wu Feng wary.

Hearing the shouting of a Japanese player on the other side of him, Wu Feng glanced at it quickly while attacking. Suddenly, he chuckled in his heart.

"Oh no, there's still someone over there to pick it up. It seems that his reaction is not slow. But he was very helpless, he thought that Takahara Naotai would not be plugged in so quickly, but he didn't expect that this time it was beyond everyone's expectations, his reaction was a little faster than usual, and he quickly followed outside the penalty area.

A few meters in front of him, there is a roll castle Ichiro, and on the other side there is a plateau Naotai. Whichever side you pay attention to, another Japanese player will be able to take advantage of the opportunity to shoot.

Both opponents have a lot of angles and distances, and once Ichiro Roll passes the ball, it is difficult to save the ball himself. Or just get a goal scored by the opponent. He can only continue to speed up like Ichiro Roll rushing, he wants to be faster, and he must be faster.

But in the next second, he sensed a glimmer of life, because he saw Ichiro Roll's shoulders tilted slightly. But after sinking, he leaned back slightly, and he immediately understood that this Joichiro was not preparing to shoot, but to pass the ball, and Wu Feng suddenly knew what he should do.

Hearing the reminder of his teammates, Ichiro Maki no longer hesitated, and after posing as if he was ready to shoot, he suddenly pushed the ball to the middle with a bow.

"The opportunity is here......" Seeing this, Wu Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he sneered in his heart, so he wanted to play with him, and he underestimated him too much.

The next moment, he exerted all his strength, rubbed a quick small quenching step and moved sideways, and then rushed out with a momentum, the speed was fast, and he pounced towards the football in the middle of the flying road, and it looked as decisive as a hungry tiger pounced.

Suddenly, the stands and all the fans watching the game were extremely nervous. They stared intently at the football that was flying in the penalty area, and a sentence came to their minds.

"Can this goal go in?"

I saw that when the football was halfway there, it was blocked by a pair of big hands that blocked the trajectory of the football's flight.

"Bang", a crisp sound, the football was cleanly hit by Wu Feng's save, and the Japanese team was not given a chance.

"Wonderful! It was a world class save! In the face of the cooperation between Ichiro Juki and Naotai Takahara, our talented Chinese goalkeeper Wu Feng took the lead in discovering Ichiro Juan's intention to fake the real pass, and immediately found the flaw in their passing, and pounced the ball with both hands at the feet of Li Weifeng outside the penalty area. That's great! In Liu Jianhong's excited commentary, all the fans who were watching the game cheered unanimously.

They looked at Wu Feng on the screen who had not yet stood up, and their eyes were full of admiration and hope. The combination between Japan's two strikers is not without saying that it is not a good match, and many goalkeepers are faced with such a situation and rarely manage to defuse this type of attack other than to watch the football go in the goal.

Of course, it's another matter if the opposing player doesn't have the right foot wind. They were excited, because the man they saw as the future head of Chinese football proved with a very beautiful save that wanted to score from him, and he said: no.

Even such a near-insoluble shot has the same chance to get the opponent's pass out early. The fans outside the stadium were excited, and the Chinese fans inside the stadium were even more joyful.

Just now, they were almost scared into a cold sweat by the Japanese team's efficient counterattack. As a result, just a dozen seconds later, I was so happy that I almost enjoyed the special hospitality of the stadium security.

At this time, the Bukit Jalil National Stadium has become a stage for Chinese fans, and the neat five-star red flag singing in the sky is full of stadiums. Cheers filled every corner of the stadium, and five-star red flags could be seen fluttering everywhere in the stands.

Every Chinese fan has two words "written" on his face: happiness. The motherland has such a talented player. Except for the word "happiness" on their faces and hearts, they couldn't think of any words to describe their mood at this moment.

The Chinese fans couldn't have been happier that Wu Feng had defused the Japanese team's attack, while the Japanese fans played another role. They watched as this shot, which was almost certain to be scored, was resolved in advance by that hateful Chinese in this way, and their hearts itched with hatred.

Now they just want to be able to rush in front of the Chinese goalkeeper and loudly question him about why he didn't let the Japanese team score, and such a good opportunity was easily solved by him, which really made Japanese fans who always thought they were the big brother of Asian football unhappy.

Not to mention that Japanese fans resent Wu Feng, and Ichiro Juki and Naoyasu Takahara, who were first-hand experiencers, were even more depressed and almost crazy. For more than 40 minutes, they have forgotten how many shots they have had on goal in such a long time.

But he still hasn't been able to get a single goal from the Chinese goalkeeper, and it would be a matter of saying that he wasn't in form today, or that all his shots were off target. But there were so many shots on goal, and there were not a few shots that hit the woodwork, but almost none of them were threatening.

This inevitable attack was easily defused by Wu Feng, and the blow to the Japanese players was huge, and such opportunities could not score, let alone other times.

In the final minutes of the game, the Japanese team did not have the same imposing offensive as before, but looked a little demoralized. Soon after, the referee blew his whistle and the first half ended. China and Japan entered the break with a score of 0:0.

When the players were at half-time, the Chinese fans did not plan to rest. They sang "Five-Star Red Flag" and waved the five-star red flags of all sizes. For a while, the Bukit Jalil National Stadium seemed to have become the home of the Chinese team, full of Chinese singing.

Soon after, the break ended without any changes to the two sides.

The two sides started the second half of the game with a whistle from the referee. After half-time, the Japanese players gradually regained their confidence under the guidance of head coach Osim.

As soon as the second half began, the Japanese team quickly controlled the pace of the game. But just controlling the pace of the game doesn't tell the story, football is a win-lose game.