Aramburu smiled, he could already see that Sarpong's strength was almost at the limit. The two teams played against each other today, and both sides were very happy on the wings. The whole formation was wide open and closed, so the main attacking side of Sarpong spent a lot of physical strength.

Aramburu was not very comfortable, he was not in form in the last game and did not perform well. Although he doesn't have an opinion about the coach, he hates himself more for dropping the chain. But when the coach decided not to start him this round, instinctive jealousy still appeared.

With the same form issues, the fact that the younger Aguirretesi was able to continue to start this game while I had to play as a substitute made Aramburu's mentality even more unbalanced.

"Hmph, I'm on it." Aramburu said.

"Hehe, you have to watch out for him." Tamurdo glanced at Guan Xiaolong.

Guan Xiaolong didn't get the coach's instructions, so he was sitting on the bench watching the game and didn't get up to warm up.

Aramburu said disdainfully: "In a backward situation, what's the use of the last little pity?" ”

Real Sociedad has been unable to attack for a long time, and Lasarte is becoming less and less calm on the sidelines. Today's cooperation was actually very good, but neither Aguirretsi nor Griezmann took a chance.

Sarpong's side rushed fiercely, and the strength of the defense was also great. I just adjusted and shifted the focus of the attack to Estrada on the right and let the left side slow down.

Seeing that Salpong couldn't continue his breath, Lasart also knew that his physical strength had been exhausted, and he was afraid that he would be in danger of being injured if he continued to stay on the field.

Thinking of this, Lasarte decided to replace Salpong and let the substitutes continue to attack.

"You let Guan also warm up." Lassarte explained to the assistant coach.

The game has been going on for more than 70 minutes. Guan Xiaolong was thinking that if he couldn't play this game, he would lose a gold coin and lose a check-in record. The game can't be played, the ball doesn't go in, and the championship doesn't have to think about it. And then after this year, you have to deduct attribute points?

Alas, why is it so annoying?

"Off, warm up and prepare." The teaching assistant shouted.

Guan Xiaolong was meditating just now, and he just came back to his senses now.

Well? Coming to play? What kind of body is warm, my whole body is hot!

Guan Xiaolong took off his sports jacket and hurried to the sidelines to warm up.

The manager's decision came as a surprise to Aramburu. Guan Xiaolong's appearance in the last game, in his opinion, is just a young player, and occasionally a chance to come on as a substitute.

Alan Blue is in his thirties and has seen too many young players, but he is just a passing guest at the club. How many players, he couldn't even remember the name, left the team, and then never saw again.

In his opinion, Guan Xiaolong is just one of so many young players in his impression.

"Hey, seniors, I'm here." Guan Xiaolong greeted Aramburu and them with a grin.

Aramburu is a senior, so he naturally responded with a smile, but he just looked embarrassed.

Unlike Tamudo, he sat on the bench for a long time and barely played time. Although Aramburu is also thirty, he is still in his prime. Although he is not a ball bully, he is definitely super concerned about his playing problems.

With an exclamation from the pitch, Griezmann's long-range shot from outside the box was saved by the goalkeeper. Real Sociedad are in a hurry up front, but now they are behind.

"Off!" Lassalt shouted.

Guan Xiaolong seemed to hear the call of ideals, swished off all his thin coats, and ran to the head coach.

At this time, the fourth official was already sorting out the LED, and soon dialed Guan Xiaolong's number.

"Tell Prieto and Ilya Ramendi that the middle lane is more penetrating. And then your job is to rush, to keep pulling on the left side, you know? Lassalt instructed.

Of course, I understand, I'm a good Spanish 6 student!

Salpong was also physically exhausted at this time, thinking that it would be better to go down at this time, but he really couldn't run.

After high-fiveing Salpong, Guan Xiaolong went straight to Prieto to convey the coach's meaning.

Then he ran back to the front court and said to Ilia Ramendi: "Little Dizi, the coach has an order, and the forward line is commanded by me." ”

"Fuck your uncle!" Ilya Ramendi replied directly.

I'll go, learn smart, can't be fooled!

"Okay, okay, if you don't obey the order, forget it. Let me give you the command, okay? Guan Xiaolong smiled.

"That's pretty much it." Ilya Ramendi also smiled.

But...... Originally, I was also organizing!

At the moment, the situation on the field is very stalemate, Girona is very confident, even if they are ahead, they do not play back. The scene of the confrontation made the climax of the scene wave after wave, and the fans were also excited to watch.

Before Guan Xiaolong could touch the ball, Girona won another corner. Real Sociedad were scored from a corner kick in the first half, so the defence was particularly cautious this time.

"Off, you go and stand at the right doorpost." Bravo commanded.

Forehead...... All right. Who made me the shortest? Oh no, and this dude. Guan Xiaolong glanced at Estrada at the left post.

Griezmann is a counterattack weapon, Xiao Dizi is a front-court organization, and the tall man wants air defense, who will come if I don't come?

It's a mission with a strong sense of mission, and I take it seriously.

Guan Xiaolong stood on the goal line, closely watching the movement in front of the small penalty area.

Girona's corner kick was poorly spotted and the first was headed over by Ansotegui. But the ball wasn't far from the top, it was still in front of the penalty area.

The Girona midfielder didn't stop the ball and pulled out his foot to volley. The ball went straight to the top right corner of the goal like a cannonball.

Bravo stood in the middle of the goal, and when he spotted the ball too late due to his obstructed view, he instinctively jumped out of it, but he couldn't reach it at all.

There is another person on the door line, who is also obstructed, he is Guan Xiaolong.

To be precise, the speed of the ball was so fast that Guan Xiaolong didn't even see the ball clearly, only feeling that a white shadow had smashed over.

"Bump!!"

Guan Xiaolong was smashed by the flying disaster, and because he raised his head in the air, the ball was bounced into the sky and fell behind the door.

Guan Xiaolong kept his head up, held the doorpost with his right hand, and scolded: "Who is the special mother who fired the cannon?!" ”

The teammates all turned around and prepared to watch the ball go into the net, especially Bravo, when any goalkeeper couldn't save in that situation, but Guan Xiaolong cleared the siege.

"It's fine! Well done! "Prieto came over to check on Guan Xiaolong.

"The angle is just right, you have to be half a head shorter, and the goal will be scored!" Ansotegui said.

Estrada instantly cast a vicious look and scolded: "Half a head short can't jump!? ”

Hahaha!

Guan Xiaolong then remembered, squatted on the ground and slowed down, touched his nose, um... It's still there. Shake your head, shake the inside evenly, and stand up.

Bravo picked up water and poured it on the dragon's head to help him recover quickly.

What is this pain? I've been good for a long time!

It's just that my head is a little dizzy...... Guan Xiaolong stood up and suddenly found that Girona had set up a position and was ready to take the second corner.