Chapter 259: The Great War between China and Iraq (4) [Ask for Subscription]

The soccer ball flying high drew a beautiful rainbow and flew directly above the goal at high speed, but when it was about to cross the crossbar, it swayed from side to side like a fallen leaf, which looked extremely unstable.

Although the goalkeeper of the Iranian team, Mirzapur, made a desperate save, he had no choice but to misjudge the trajectory of the football, and the whip was out of reach. The ball flew precisely into the goal behind him.

"The ball is in! It's so beautiful! This is a beautiful defoliating ball, in front of Ah Feng, the human wall or something, it is not there! Duan Yixuan in the live broadcast room yelled loudly the moment the football entered, he finally waited for this scene, Wu Feng scored the first goal for the Chinese team.

"I have to say that this goal, except for A Feng, no one in the Chinese team can really play it. From the warm-up match to the current official game, almost all of them relied on Ah Feng's free kick to take the next city, and Coach Zhu Guanglu's tactics were very successful! Liu Jianhong is also very happy, such a beautiful free kick is rare in the world, let alone kicked by his own people.

After scoring the goal, Wu Feng, before he could celebrate, was immediately pressed to the ground by Zheng Zhi and others nearby, and was brutally devastated.

Wu Feng complained helplessly, but no one paid attention to him, who asked him to "offend" these teammates during his usual training, and now if he doesn't take the opportunity to find some cheapness, when will he wait.

After conceding the goal, the Iranian team seemed to be an enraged lion, frantically launching a counterattack towards the door of the Chinese team, and after Kayibi took the ball, he made a long pass to the right. Karimi caught the ball smoothly, suddenly started to shake off Zhou Haibin, and then passed directly to the middle, and he quickly ran to the bottom line.

"Here, the Iranian team really won't admit defeat like this, it deserves to be the No. 1 team in West Asia, and the offensive ability is strong, I have to be careful!" Wu Feng, who was standing in front of the goal, couldn't help but be secretly vigilant, focusing all his attention and not letting go of any opponent.

Ali Daei didn't stay too long to catch the ball, but drove the ball directly to the right baseline, at which point Karimi arrived just in time and immediately got up to drive the ball into the box.

"Another hanging pass? Bullying my height like this? It seems that you don't know that I am in the Bundesliga, and the last thing I am afraid of is golf! ”

Watching the football fly high into the penalty area, Wu Feng suddenly felt unhappy, so obviously bullying his height.

At this moment, Madavecchia in the penalty area pressed Zhang Cheng on his side, suddenly jumped up, and then hit a headhammer to push the football into the goal.

"Suffered! This guy is so cunning! Zhang Cheng was in a hurry, Madavecchia was "sealed" by him for nearly 40 minutes, but at this moment, he suddenly exerted his strength, broke through the "seal", and directly hit the football.

"What? How can this Chinese goalkeeper be so fast and so high? This time it was Madavecchia's turn to be surprised, and when he jumped up, Wu Feng didn't make any moves.

But as soon as he hit the football with the top of his head, Wu Feng's sky-covering palms also came to the front of the football.

"Bang", with a muffled sound, Wu Feng's palms and Madavecchia's head shook violently across the football, but it was Madavecchia who was bounced backwards, and the football was also firmly grabbed by Wu Feng and confiscated again.

After landing, Madavecchia struggled to maintain his balance, rubbed a few steps, and finally sat on the grass. And Wu Feng is like a giant supporting the sky, standing steadily, holding the football with both hands, and not letting go.

Wu Feng threw the football out, and Dewey received the ball as soon as possible, and drove the ball to the front court with a big foot.

At this time, Wu Feng's eyes looked at Madavia who was sitting on the ground, "Are you okay, I'm sorry I knocked you down!" ”

Hearing Wu Feng's sarcasm, Madavecchia snorted coldly in his heart, quickly got up, and retreated, but his hands were clenched into fists, and he was angered by Wu Feng's ignorance and ridicule.

Zhang Cheng was between the two, and he also heard Wu Feng's words, smiled at Wu Feng, gave a thumbs up, and signaled: Beautiful.

At this time, the Iranian team had pressed all the lines, and there was only one person left in the backfield, Rezai received the ball, and he directly made a long pass and drove the ball back to the Chinese team's penalty area.

The players of the Chinese team thought that the crisis was over, and they were slowly running out of the penalty area. Unexpectedly, after the football went out, it flew back in less than a few seconds.

Madavecchia reacted the fastest, and immediately turned around when he saw the ball flying, and the ball also landed right near him. Just about to shoot, Zhang Cheng also reacted, appeared on his side for the first time, and took the ball out of the bottom line first, and the Iranian team took a corner kick.

"Whew, it's so dangerous! This Iranian team is too dangerous! Zhang Cheng couldn't help wiping his sweat, and secretly said that it was dangerous. saw that Wu Feng also gave him a thumbs up, and couldn't help but smile lightly.

Wu Feng stood in front of the goal, and couldn't help but praise Zhang Cheng's reaction, he originally wanted to remind, but he didn't expect that Zhang Cheng's reaction was not slow, and he could actually find that the football flew back again, and he was really a teammate who reacted quickly.

Karimi stood on the baseline, looked at his team-mates in the box and fired a cross. Hashmian pressed Dewey to the death, grabbed the first point, and struck a lion on on the head, but the top was a little positive, and was slapped out by Wu Feng with one hand and flew off the beam.

Wu Feng stood in front of the goal and couldn't help scolding: "These few minutes are really not people's endurance, the Iranian team's attack is very strong, the teammates can't support it, and it's the Iranian team's corner kick again." I've got to hit the ball out, it's too dangerous in the box! ”

Karimi stood in the corner kick area and didn't move at all, when he saw that the football was out again, he couldn't help but sigh that Wu Feng's reaction was really not covered.

After looking, he still drove the ball into the box again, and there was a scuffle. Everyone was pushing and squeezing in the penalty area, and they didn't grab the first landing point. Football is flying around in chaos, and Wu Feng can only keep moving his attention, not daring to have a trace of negligence.

Zhu Guanglu, who was outside the field, clenched the water cup in his hand, and didn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear that in the blink of an eye, he would see the football fly into the goal.

The whole stadium fell silent, and the fans didn't dare to speak out, for fear of disturbing their own players. There was a brief silence at the Bukit Jalil National Stadium, which seemed very eerie for a while.

In the end, it was the Iranian team's Kayibi who was sharp-eyed, picked a bargain, stabbed the ball with his toes, and the football flew to the door of the Chinese team.

But just as the football was about to cross the goal line, a pair of big hands seemed to cover the sky and pressed the football in front of the goal.

"Wow, it's amazing, no one expected that as soon as Kayibi stabbed the football, Ah Feng also pounced. It's like the two of them are rehearsed, but it's a joke, they represent the football of both you and me. Duan Yixuan roared again, otherwise, it was really difficult to calm his excited "true anger".

"Yes, Kahibi played beautifully, but Ah Feng made a beautiful save! Both of them are still so young, and in Iran, Kayibi is the head of Iran for the next decade. And Ah Feng is the head of our Chinese team for the next 20 years, and as a goalkeeper, I think he is still so strong even if he pounces on the ball until he is 50 years old! Liu Jianhong also made jokes, but it can be seen that he is in a good mood and is great.