Regardless of whether this guy has the skills to possess the body, his free kick is indeed a blast. The ball does not rotate and flies straight to the dead end.

Guan Xiaolong set the ball up and couldn't wait to kick off. This free kick feels like kicking in Guan Xiaolong's chrysanthemums, which is sour.

This is no ordinary game, and if you lose this one, you will have to die. There is no task reward, and attribute points will be deducted upside down.

Now, everyone must give full play to the collective sense of honor! You see that a player like me is working so loan, I'm a temporary worker! You're serious employees, can you be more motivated than me?

As soon as the referee's whistle sounded, Guan Xiaolong leaned forward. But the defense was dense in the middle and Griezmann just passed the ball back.

Prieto fell a few times at the back and gave the ball back to the wing. Cutis had just scored a goal, and it was a life-saving goal. So they are full of energy now, and you can see from the eyes of the players how united they are now, how united.

There was a wave of strangulation in the middle, and Real Sociedad had no choice, and the opposing defense was airtight for a while.

"Spread out a little, spread out a little bit, open the distance! Prieto, slow down! Don't rush! Lassalt shouted anxiously.

The backward ball is the most difficult to play, and the backward ball in the key battle especially torments the hearts of the players on the field.

After being scored, the Sociedad players were in a hurry and wanted to equalize quickly. One goal behind, most of the players on the field were psychologically bottomless and depressed.

Lassalt's shout calmed down the veteran players.

"If you don't have a chance in front, pass me back more!" Martinez shouted.

"I'm also in the backfield to prevent the opponent from counterattacking!" Bergara guard the midfield.

"Howler!" Prieto passes back to the back.

It's still early, and if Real Sociedad wants to attack frizzily, once they are successfully counterattacked, everyone will probably have to stare dryly. So Lasart hopes that the disciples will slow down, and before there is a good way to break the door, the more fierce you are, the more people will be more vigorous, isn't this to boost their morale?

After the adjustment of the social team, the overall formation is not chaotic, but the two sides have also returned to stability. Cutis took the initiative to defend, and there was not much to do on the Sociedad's side, and the regular waves of attacks only came in exchange for two or three painless shots.

"Beep!" The referee blew the whistle for a foul and Salpong fell to the ground in pain, and the referee did not hesitate to show the yellow card to the opponent.

Katis's defenders are very experienced, and if they can't stop you, the means are simple and effective, which is to trip and push you down. At Salpong's breakthrough just now, the opposite side was too ruthless, and he pushed Salpong hard.

Salpong seemed to have his hands on it at the end, and he was in that pain at this moment.

"Water, water, water!" Guan Xiaolong hurriedly rushed to the sidelines to ask for water.

During this period, Real Sociedad have made a huge effort to find gaps in the Cadis defence. Helplessly, the opponent's iron bucket formation, everyone can't handle it.

Guan Xiaolong kept running in the front court, either pinning down or looking for opportunities by himself, and his physical strength was very exertional. Not only him, but the other players in the social team were also tired.

A free-kick from the wing, no one grabbed the spot, and the opportunity was wasted. In this way, the two sides used up the rest of the time, and the first half was tied 1-1.

"Damn!" Salpong walked into the locker room and angrily threw his jersey straight away.

He was taken care of just now, and the Cadis players did not scare him less. Guan Xiaolong was also annoyed to death by the other party's small movements, and sat on the stool with a depressed face.

Lasarte walked into the locker room, and everyone had a black face.

"Relax guys!" Lassalt spoke.

"The other side just wants to see us like this, see that we are anxious, and see that we are not high-spirited. Everyone, keep your heads up!

When attacking up front, you pay more attention to Bergara and Martinez. If the opponent breaks the ball and counterattacks, you can destroy it, and if you can't destroy it, you will directly foul and pull it down! Don't let them get close to the penalty area and foul again, it's too dangerous!

Can you stand up to it in the front court? If the opponent continues to play like this, there will definitely be problems with his physical strength after 70 minutes. But we have to keep the pressure on them up front, rush up and run! Boys, get out of the way today!! Lasart said excitedly.

"Don't cry and lose your face! Is it a Basque warrior? The Basque warriors only have the heart to fight with others, and they don't have this despondency! Lassalt looked around.

This sentence is quite useful, and everyone has shown a high-spirited expression. Although Guan Xiaolong and Griezmann are not Basques, their hearts are surging when they hear such passionate speeches.

I'm Basque Lion Paper, Wow!!

"The second half must be overturned! Brothers fight! Prieto raised his arms and shouted, and the generals echoed.

After successfully igniting the morale of the players, Lasart continued to sit anxiously in his position, observing the situation on the field. As a coach, in this case, the coach has to stand up and run for the team and shout. But Lassart is also human, and the worries and tensions in his heart can only be digested by himself.

After the restart, Cadis passed a few times and the ball went to the Socials. In the second half, their thinking was still clear, which was to defend and counterattack.

After Guan Xiaolong got the ball, he shook off the close defenders, but fell into a two-man joint defense. In desperation, he hurriedly passed the ball out and gave it to Estrada's feet.

Estrada was next to the sideline at this time, and the inner lane was guarded by the opponent, and the position attacked the outer lane and could not run. The ball was quickly cut off by the opponent, and the opponent brainlessly kicked the front court, and actually got the opportunity to counterattack.

Seeing this, Bergara hurriedly filled the position, but this Cadis's South American foreign aid worked very hard, and the three passes and two downs actually opened the Real Sociedad defense.

After Bergara was beaten by a two, he turned around and desperately chased back. De la Bella made up for it, and Prieto also returned to the backcourt to support.

Seeing this, the opponent sent an arc from the 45-degree position, and the ball went around the defender and ran to the back point.

Mikel at the back point did not follow the opponent's striker and was hit by the opponent's brain!

"Alas!" Lassalt closed his eyes and sighed!

If this goal is scored, Real Sociedad will be even more passive.

But instead of the cheers of his opponents, Lasarte heard the screams of the home fans.

"Bravo is amazing!!"

"Door God!!"

I saw Bravo scoop out the must-score goal on the goal line, and then struggling to press the ball to the ground before the opponent rushed forward to shoot.

No goals! Bravo saves Real Sociedad!

Although it was very morale-boosting, Bravo was not in the mood to pretend to be angry and shout that there was anyone else, so he quickly rushed to the penalty line with the ball and observed the position of the players in the front court.

"This way!" Guan Xiaolong roared angrily and shouted at Bravo.