Chapter 642: 9:0!

That's right, it's a score of 4:0!

And only in the first half!

In the short more than 40 minutes of the first half, Wanjie directly beat Sansong and scored 4 goals in a row, but Sansong didn't even score a single goal.

Every time Wanjie scored a goal, tens of thousands of fans at the scene cheered.

By the end of the first half, some fans were even hoarse.

But the fans had excited and joyful smiles on their faces, and their eyes were full of smiles that could not be concealed.

Originally, they felt that there was still a gap between Wanjie and Sansong, but after the first round of the game, everyone felt that Wanjie's strength seemed to be able to fight with Sansong.

But now after the end of the first half, they found that the strength of the Ten Thousand Worlds seemed to be more than what they had shown before, and this strength was clearly beating the three songs!

It was only the first half, and the score was a big 4:0 lead, and because the two sides were tied in the first leg, the result depends on the score of this game.

At this time, the score was already 4 points ahead of Wanjie, and it was difficult for Sansong to recover 4 points in the hands of Wanjie, who was in hot form.

In other words, now Wanjie has a good chance of winning and making it to the finals!

Thinking of this, the fans were suddenly extremely excited and excited, and kept shouting to vent the joy in their hearts.

And Lu Yuan looked at this scene, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

No wonder the coaching staff swore that they would beat Sansong into a sieve, but I didn't expect them to really do it.

Su Han on the side looked at the disparity in the score, and there was also amazement in his eyes.

"It seems that the world is about to break the miracle. ”

Su Han said with some sighs.

"It's not a miracle for us because it's all expected. ”

In this regard, Lu Yuan also smiled faintly and said.

"You won, whatever you want. ”

Hearing this, Su Han was a little speechless, shook his head, and said helplessly.

Off the field, Li Yixuan saw the score, and a stone in his heart finally landed.

Although he had believed that Wanjie would win before, after really seeing this score, his heart was much more stable.

He believes that he had this lead in the first half alone, and that as long as he didn't sleepwalk, the game was basically stable.

On the Sansong side, all the people were very quiet at this time.

Whether it's the players, the coaches, or the managers, it's all silent, no one speaks.

The blow was so great that they never thought they would encounter such a situation.

Originally, they also studied some things for the Ten Thousand Worlds, and through these things, they formulated some tactics.

However, this tactic is useless at all, because the tactics of the Ten Thousand Worlds are too many changes.

Originally, they were studying these things, but the Ten Thousand Worlds changed their tactics, and their research was in vain in an instant.

Moreover, the Ten Thousand Worlds changed their tactics and turned into a crazy attack, and the efficiency and threat of the attack were very high.

When they defended, they obviously felt very difficult, and they couldn't defend at all, as if the Ten Thousand Realms knew where there was a loophole, and they tore their defense line apart at once.

Moreover, the goalkeeper of Sansong also found that the people of the Ten Thousand Worlds shot and picked his weak direction to shoot, although he had warned in advance and predicted, but the observation of the people who shot the goal in the Ten Thousand Worlds was very terrifying.

He can clearly identify the direction of his swoop, so as to change the angle of the shot, allowing him to save and miss.

Now, in the first half alone, Wanjie scored 4 goals and dealt them a heavy blow.

It can be said that if they want to win this game and reach the final, there is already little hope.

Subsequently, the coaching staff arranged the tactics very palely, but the players were absent-minded and did not hear what the coach was saying at all.

Maybe it won't have any effect if you hear it, because the coach himself is a mess, and he doesn't know what he is talking about.

Soon, the second half of the game began, and after a whistle, the second half of the game officially began.

As soon as the game began, a huge shout rang out from the audience that resounded hundreds of meters in a radius.

"All Worlds!

"All Worlds!

At this time, the emotions of all the fans were mobilized, and the uniform shouts were particularly imposing, and the Sansong players, who had no fighting spirit, heard this deafening shout, and they were even more demoralized.

There was no suspense in the subsequent game, Sansong had no fighting spirit, his competitive state was sluggish, and his strength could not be played at all.

Every time the fans shouted, it was like the sound of gunfire.

Soon a football entered the net, which was the sound of being shot.

In this side-down game, Sansong's goal completely turned into a sieve.

Brush it!

The sound of football entering the net came, and the players of Sansong didn't want to play anymore, their mentality had collapsed, and all kinds of defensive actions looked weak at this time.

And looking at the wanton players of all worlds on the court, Li Yixuan off the field was also so anxious that he jumped to his feet.

"These boys are really bastards, do they have such bonuses?"

Li Yixuan was a little speechless, according to the regulations, he could get a bonus of 2 million if he scored a goal.

But now, it's the 9th goal, and there is still some time before the end of the game, and that number will go up.

Fortunately, there is a young and old player among the players in the world, who understands the world, and after seeing that the score has reached 9:0, he is already holding the victory, and the overall situation has been decided, he made a few gestures to his teammates, indicating that he can stop.

Although it is a competitive sport, it also needs some favors, at this time they have already won, there is no need to continue to play, to save a little face for the opponent, although the opponent's face has already been lost in these 9 goals.

Seeing the gesture, the players also understood the meaning and immediately slowed down the pace of attack.

Subsequently, the game went into garbage time, and it was not interesting to watch.

"Beep!"

finally waited for the referee to blow the whistle, and both Wanjie and Sansong breathed a long sigh of relief.

Wanjie breathed a sigh of relief because he had won the game, qualified for the finals, and was only one step away from the championship trophy.

So they were very happy and excited.

And San Song breathed a sigh of relief, because they could finally leave this stadium, and finally they didn't have to face this group of terrifying players in the Ten Thousand Worlds.

In this game, they were directly beaten out of the psychological shadow, and they never wanted to stay in this stadium for another second.

Because this is their nightmare, this is where their mentality collapses.

Finally, the AFC Champions League officially announced that Wanjie 9:0 Sansong successfully entered the finals!

Hearing the news, tens of thousands of fans at the scene immediately boiled, and the banners and national flags in their hands were fluttering in the wind.

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(End of chapter)