"This ball...... In, in, in! ”

Liu Jianhong was finally able to launch his most famous celebration method freely, which provoked Xu Yang beside him.

Then he paused a little and gasped hard:

"Yes, this is the attack of Captain China alone!

When he charged with the ball, even Real Madrid, Barcelona, Manchester United, Milan and Liverpool trembled in front of his speed! ”

-

Ronshit stopped on Oman's penalty line.

He let out a long breath, his whole head covered with crystal sweat.

If he were to play against opponents like Japan, South Korea, Iran, Iraq, and Australia, he would never have taken such a conceited attack.

But the opponent is only Oman, and several players in their squad only have the simplest introduction to the omniscient system, and most of the players have a comprehensive rating of less than 60, so he is fully confident that he will successfully implement this bold plan to go straight to Longtan.

The direction he chose to break through was the weakest link in the Oman team, and under his rapid and decisive forced breakthrough, the skinny midfielder who was less than 170 tall and weighed less than 65 could not stop him at all!

What if you tear your jersey?!

It's just that he has one more reasonable reason to delay time!

-

The Iranian referee shook his head, although he was a black whistle, there was nothing he could do in front of such a clear shot.

He can't blow Long Shute to break through the foul, right?

If it were the other players of the Chinese team who scored, he might really be able to blow the goal away with his eyes closed.

But this is Longshut.

That is the core player of Ajax who has just won the Champions League, and he is a hot figure in the transfer market this summer, unlike other unknown young players in China, his every move can affect the entire European football world......

The referee glanced at the Oman coach on the sidelines with some regret and shook his head slightly.

This whistle ...... I can't blow it down!

-

"That's ...... Okay? ”

One by one, the Chinese players who stayed at the back showed more surprise than the Omani players.

Suddenly they understood something.

Why is Zhang Linpeng, who is the most highly rated among them, so convinced of this young newcomer......

He and himself are not in the same world at all.

For Chinese football, Long Shute is like an immortal from nine heavens away.

He was so high, so far away, so high that they didn't dare come near.

-

Ronshette adjusted his breathing, which had become uneven from the violent running, and slowly walked towards the sidelines.

His right hand patted the bright red flag on his chest vigorously, and the index finger of his left hand pointed diagonally to the sky.

There was no hysterical roar, he used this quiet way to announce victory at Oman's home stadium and to the boos of more than 20,000 Omani fans!

The Iranian referee touched the card in his pocket, and he suddenly wondered if he gave the Chinese captain a red card for "provoking the home fans", would he become the hero of the Oman team?

Anyway, the Chinese Football Association has always been weak and bullied, even if they really send their whole team off, they will only go home happily, and they don't even have the courage to appeal to the AFC.

But he still didn't pull out the red plastic card.

-

Long Shute had no idea that in such a short period of time, the referee had so many things on his mind.

He slowly walked to the sidelines and signaled to the fourth official that he needed to change his jersey.

Of course, he had an eye on it, so he volunteered to apply – otherwise he was afraid that the referee would show him a card for "undressing to celebrate......

It took him half a minute to apply to the fourth officer, then another half minute for the staff to find his spare jersey, another half minute to put it on, and it was confirmed by the fourth official......

"Let the whole team shrink the defense, okay, Director Li?"

Before going on the field, Long Shute tilted his head slightly and glanced at Li Bing.

Li Bing smiled and patted him on the shoulder:

"You're the captain, you look at it!"

-

When the game resumed, it was less than five minutes before the end of regulation time – and the Chinese captain took at least three minutes to change his clothes......

Three minutes, coupled with the rest time that Long Shute had won for his teammates before, the players of the Chinese team finally eased up.

But what really made them feel the pressure on their shoulders was not the four-minute break, but the terrifying ability of witnessing the head of the general among the captains of their own captains!

With such a sharp weapon, they can certainly relax!

-

The Chinese players felt relaxed, but the Omani players stood on the edge of the cliff.

Not only did they trail by one point on aggregate, but more importantly...... They were scored two away goals by the Chinese team!

This means that Oman will have to score at least two goals if they want to qualify for the round of 12!

They had to press it hard!

-

As mentioned before, the overall physical fitness and technical ability of the Chinese team will not be inferior to that of Oman, as long as they have a clear tactical goal, find the core player who can be relied on, and let go of their mental baggage, they can even play a good match or two.

Chinese players are actually good green leaves in their respective clubs, they don't need to take on the high-end task of attacking the city, they are better at harassing from the flanks, helping the attacking core to tear up space, or stepping back to defend......

Now they can do that in the national team, so they're finding the feeling of playing as well.

Pass, pass, pass!

Despite having one less man to play, the Chinese team, without pressure, made the opponent barely touch the football for five minutes, just as Oman did for the Chinese team in the first half, and the hosts could only rely on the referee's allegation, with fouls again and again to snatch the ball back.

But their desperate efforts seemed so futile.

In the five-minute stoppage time, the Chinese team also used up their last substitution: Li Bing replaced the striker with only one shot in the whole game with a midfielder, completely consolidating the defense in the midfield area and making his front of the penalty area more solid.

Oman could only pile up all his troops in the front field and launched an all-out onslaught against the Chinese team!

Then their offensive suddenly froze.

Wu Xi and Lei Tenglong teamed up to stop a breakthrough in the ribs of the Oman team, and then Wu Xi rounded his thighs and pulled the football out!

He didn't even look up at the front of the field!

The kick was so far and high that no player could catch the ball but the white lightning!

The Omani goalkeeper, who rushed into the Chinese penalty area in order to participate in the attack, knelt directly on the turf, knowing that he would never be able to catch up with the white figure......

He could only watch in despair as the guy with the captain's armband on his left arm caught up with the ball unattended, walked to the goal, and finally gave it a gentle push!

More than 20,000 Omani fans collectively lost their voices at this moment.

In the huge stadium, only a low singing voice sounded in one corner:

"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind,

How loud the victory song is......"

With fewer than 300 Chinese fans, the stadium has become its home turf.

And the only shining star in this home stadium is the Chinese captain standing in front of the goal!

Long Shute still patted the five-star team emblem on his chest with his right hand, and stretched out his left hand to the corner where more than 200 compatriots and fans were sitting.

This time he didn't stretch out his index finger, his fists clenched tightly together and smashed hard into the air!

This is a declaration of victory!

He has won! [.]