Libeau was obviously much smarter than Lloris and he didn't wait for the referee to be upset and started backing off. This made the referee a little unhappy, after all, this feeling of being brushed by someone is really not good.

Li Bo's retreat distance is not large, only a distance of five steps, could it be that the run-up is just a cover for him? Loris thought nervously. As a midfielder, it's surprising enough to be the first to play in a penalty shoot-out like this. He must have some special tricks? Definitely! So, what should I do? Loris thought so, and actually became nervous, what should I do? What should I do? Shouldn't you be unable to prevent his penalty? I haven't seen a video of him kicking a penalty! Damn, which side?

Until this time, Loris suddenly regretted it! Why don't you just let him play! At least I don't have to think about it so much now! Damn, which side the hell is it? Ahhhh......h Lloris gritted his teeth and stared at Libo's feet and the football, and the referee blew the whistle and signaled to the two of them that they could start.

Li Bo looked at Lorris's expression, smiled slightly, and then strode forward. Actually, it's only five steps! But it doesn't matter, I've already figured out how to play anyway! Go for it, first ball, hit!

"Loris pounced in the right direction, oh! The ball is in! The ball is in! Li Bo scored the first goal, which was very thrilling! Before the football enters the goal, there is a drop on the ground! It is precisely because of this that Lloris, who pounced in the right direction, was unable to stop the football in the end! Li Bo, it looks like it was premeditated! No wonder he was the first to play. 1 to 0! ”

Loris thumped the ground with great remorse and got up. And Li Bo didn't even look at him at this time, he had already turned around and walked towards his teammates in the midfield. With an indifferent smile on his face, it was as if the ball was meant to go in. Ribery, who had passed him, looked at his smile and couldn't help but be a little nervous.

The first of the French team to play was their captain Franck Franck Ribery, who was holding a football and looking at Hu Feng, who was tall and muscular, as if he was blocking a third of the goal. He bared his teeth and showed Hu Feng a smile that seemed to be more ugly than crying. This kid can't be tougher than Neuer, right? In the team's penalty training. Neuer's goal was also broken by me! Martial arts in the world. Only fast is not broken. This is not going to change.

"Let's see Ribery take the penalty and he's out of the way! Run, kick the door! Right! Oops, alas! Hu Feng also judged the right direction. It's a pity that the ball is too fast. Hu Feng couldn't stop it! 1 to 1! ”

Hu Feng quickly stood up. He looked at Ribery and then at the football in the goal behind him. Such a quick kick? How could it be so fast? Maybe if I move a little faster, I can block it, right?

Ribery after the goal. The performance was obviously not as indifferent as the previous Li Bo, he raised his arms high, and roared at Hu Feng, looking at his hideous face, and hearing his roar, Hu Feng suddenly wanted to ask him, "What?" You don't mean to bite me, do you? ”

When Ribery walked back, Xu Yang had already walked out of the Chinese team, and as the first player who dared to ask Ying to play, his penalty ability can be imagined. At Borussia Dortmund, he was the team's undisputed first penalty taker. Now, wait for my second point!

Loris looked at Xu Yang, who came out of the second one, and felt a little happy in his heart. After seeing Li Bo, he was really worried that the Chinese team would send another Zhang Linfan or Chen Boyan or something for the second time. Xu Yang, although I know you are very accurate, but well! At least I know you well, so you're going to be a lot easier to deal with than the other guys I haven't seen them play penalty kicks at all!

After Liang Yuan saw the first two goals, he only felt that his breathing was already short, and his heartbeat seemed to have never been so fast. He was a little hesitant at this time, whether he should find the team doctor to check his heart after the game. Jin Shikai stood beside him, hugging his shoulders in the same way, without saying a word.

After Xu Yang set up the football, he smiled at Lloris and stretched out his hand again. Pointing to the side of the goal, this obviously meant to ask: Don't you need to calm down again?

Lloris was furious at Xu Yang's sarcastic behavior, but he tried his best to suppress his anger, wanting to provoke me and gain my advantage? It's not that simple! You bastard! Look at it! I'll save your shot! You don't stand a chance!

Xu Yang didn't know what he thought, anyway, he just looked at the bottom left corner of the goal, and then let out a sigh.

Lloris, who was standing in front of the goal, noticed Xu Yang's eyes, the lower right corner? I know that! No, this kid might be trying to cheat! I remember he used to push the middle, huh? So what's going on with his eyes? Nolookshot？ Does this kid play such high-end technology now?

Loris, who was still very confident in himself, suddenly struggled again, which side should I pounce on? Is he going to kick the bottom right corner?

"We see that Xu Yang is ready to shoot! He stood at the top of the arc of the penalty area, a long run-up distance! ”

Xu Yang shook his body up and down, and after the referee signaled, he gave a soft snort, and then strode towards the football.

Lloris didn't dare to blink his eyes and looked at Xu Yang, Xu Yang looked at his expression, looked at the goal again, and laughed silently.

When he was still about three steps away from the football, Xu Yang suddenly turned his big stride into a small broken step, and this time, he ran five steps to reach the distance of three steps. This made Lloris even more nervous, which direction was it? When Xu Yang's foot poked next to the football, his leg was raised high, and Lloris looked at the angle of his foot and leg! I know! Top left!

With great confidence, he leaned over and threw himself out at once! Xu Yang almost laughed, his high-raised foot fell lightly, and he gently lifted it in the middle of the football!

The ball flew out of an elegant arc, crashed into the goal, and crashed into the net! It's actually a spoon penalty!

Loris, who fell to the ground, only felt that his face was red and hot! Am I being scammed? I was actually deceived by this kid for me? That's impossible? It's impossible!

Xu Yang made a celebratory gesture that Messi often does, pointing to the sky with both hands and looking up at the sky.

Then he turned around and walked towards his team.

While walking back, he also bumped his fist with Cui Jiantao, just like when the two of them fought side by side in "Bumblebee" before.

After Xu Yang returned, the French team went out with their starting center Benzema. The little king of France picked up the football and rubbed it his clothes, trying to interfere with Hu Feng. And the wasp is not in a hurry, just standing in front of the goal relaxedly, kicking early or late, these don't affect me, what I need to pay attention to is just the moment you get up.

Liang Zhao and He Xu put their arms around each other's shoulders and stood in the middle circle. Liang Zhao was the next player to play, he looked at the goal, then looked down at his feet, slightly nervous.

But he thought of what Guardiola had said to him before.

'As a striker, what you need to do on the pitch is mainly to keep the game. The prerequisite for controlling the situation is not how strong you are or how fast you are. Rather, you are able to control yourself! Only by controlling yourself and allowing yourself to reach a complete state can you control the whole situation perfectly! ”

Liang Zhao took a deep breath to ease the strangeness in his heart. He Xu turned his head to look at him, but did not speak, but the hand on his shoulder used a little strength. Liang Zhao felt the comfort of his good brother, turned his head to look at him, only to find that He Xu did not look at himself, but looked at the goal with a look of surprise. Open your mouth and you're about to scream!

Hu Feng was holding a soccer ball in his hand, while Benzema was kneeling in front of the penalty spot in repentance......

"Oh! O my God! Pounced! Hu Feng, Hu Feng, he has made meritorious service! He saved Benzema's penalty and we had the lead! 2 to 1! The Chinese team is ahead, and now it is Liang Zhao, the captain of the Chinese team, who is on the field to make free throws, and he has no pressure now! The pressure is on the French side, 2 to 1! There's a good chance it's going to be 3-1 right away! ”

Benzema almost cried back to his team, looking at his teammates and wondering if he should say sorry to them or something. But at present, it seems that everyone doesn't seem to have the heart to listen to him, right?

Liang Zhao set the ball up and began to step back, he didn't look at Lloris or the goal, just looked at the football on the penalty spot lightly.

Liang Yuan looked at his nephew and let out a sigh of relief. Hu Feng's save was fatal, and as He Xu of the French team, Benzema missed a penalty, which was enough to make the morale of Deschamps' team plummet. As long as Liang Zhao can score this goal, then we are basically winning!

Liang Zhao, how could you miss this ball?

Liang Yuan couldn't help but recall the scenes when Liang Zhao was a child, teaching him to play football.

Looking at this nephew who was about the same size as himself, Liang Yuan prayed silently in his heart, the top eight, the top eight, it's just one step away!

"Let's see, the captain of the Chinese team, No. 10 Liang Zhao has set the ball and is ready to shoot! Loris must be nervous this time! Just now, he was also teased by Xu Yang with a spoonball. Wait, look at Liang Zhao, start running! I guess he must ...... this ball" (to be continued......