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In less than ten minutes of opening, the Chinese Dream Team fell into a passive state for the second time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Like a long-fought general, the Samba Legion squandered machetes on the battlefield and ruthlessly captured the enemy's location.

All of a sudden, the range of activities of the Samba Army occupied 65 percent of the entire stadium, and the Chinese Dream Team, which was compressed into 35/1 of a half, started a defensive counterattack at once.

It was the hardest game they ever played.

The Samba Army is not only supported by Mongla alone, but also has the outstanding midfield control player Manel, the backfield strength center back Zhou Mingkai and the wing speed of Namakri!

They have a unique style of football skills in South America, and their strong physical fitness undoubtedly adds a lot of points to them, and the tacit cooperation between the players further interprets samba football.

The ball was at Manel's feet, like a samba. He is a very midfielder aware of the player, before receiving the ball he observed the surrounding situation, when the ball fell to the feet, he had made an offensive rhythm, Gong Jizun head-on, Manel pulled the ball behind him, seeing that Gong Jizun was about to arrive, suddenly from behind a fork, the ball rolled to Gong Jizun's back, Manel stepped forward to form a human ball division.

The audience applauded and marveled at Manel's idea!

Manel pulled the ball back and played it with great footwork, straight to Namakri in front of him.

Namakri shook the ball past Ren You, cut through the backfield of the Chinese Dream Team with an incredible pass, and fatally stuffed the ball to the feet of Mongla in front of the penalty area. Suddenly moving forward, Mongla flashed to the edge of the penalty area like a ghost, and came up to shoot angrily at the ball, probably because of lack of preparation, the ball went high and slightly out of the goal.

"Ahh

The audience was in an uproar!

"How so?"

"Oh my God, this goal didn't go in!"

"What is that No. 10 of the Samba Legion doing? I didn't take advantage of such an opportunity!"

"What a pity!"

......

"It's so hanging!

"The captain of this samba army is terrible, not an ordinary person at all!"

"He looks like a Chinese, how can he be in the country of Samba?"

"Very ...... It's only ten points, this Mongla has already had two shots on goal, is the Samba Army going against the rhythm of the sky?"

"It's Brazil again, is China destined to have an inextricable abusive relationship with Brazil?"

"Dad, what do you mean?"

"Eh!" an elderly fan sat in the audience, couldn't help wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said to the children next to him, "I still remember back then, when I was still in junior high school, the Chinese team finally reached the group stage of the World Cup, and it was about to qualify, but we met Brazil, the big demon king of the death group! In that year's World Cup, we failed miserably, but it was China's best record!"

"Huh!?"

Some fans regretted for a while, while others were glad that the goal was not scored!

Maybe the Samba Army is strong, but today's Chinese Dream Team seems to be so lucky that it is bursting, in this case, neither goal is scored, and the score is still 0-0.

But everyone knows that the Samba Army has an absolute advantage!

"I really don't know how they got to the finals?"

"Indeed, there are no surprises at all......!

"It's not as fun as the Argentines, it seems that today's trophy, our Samba Army is decided!"

The Samba Army didn't seem to take the Chinese Dream Team too seriously, although they didn't score twice, but this was just the beginning, and it was just a warm-up, and Mongla didn't care too much about the gains and losses of this goal, and ran back to his position decisively.

Indeed, in the opening ten minutes, the possession rate of the Samba Army accounted for 80%, almost all the organization and smashing of the ball were completed at their feet, and the dark horse Chinese Dream Team, which has always been optimistic, only got less than 20 possession, which is simply impossible to measure. It seems that the winner and the loser have been seen in the past ten minutes.

"Walk you!"

Wang Jingke received Yi Tianjian's pass, and then directly distributed it to the side, the side broke through with the ball, and the people of the Samba Army began to come forward to block, and the man on the side quickly found the midfielder Wang Jie who was in an excellent position, and then made a hanging pass and handed the ball to the demon knife Wang Jie.

Wang Jie only joined in the last game, and after a few days of rest, everyone else was playing, so he kept looking for Gong Jizun and Sima Hao to train and run-in, in order to integrate into the whole as soon as possible.

With his excellent skills, Wang Jie passed the central defender of the Samba Army, and the first back and fullback pressed directly, ready to wrap him, but Wang Jie did not force a breakthrough, but weirdly disappeared the ball, and suddenly a short body, directly rushed through the encirclement of two Samba Army players, and he continued to break forward with the ball.

"Disappearing football?"

This...... Isn't this the mastery of Japan Dream Team striker Kaze?

If Kazemati was present, he could definitely tell that this was not his own trick "Disappearing Football", but an imitation of his own trick.

Wang Jie used the visual perspective and the principle of mechanics to see through the trick of the wind festival to complete the "disappearing football", and then continued to experiment and practice for seven days. Finally, he learned some fur, and now it is a good trick to use on Brazilian opponents!

"Wang Jie, the person is here, leave the rest to me!" Gong Jizun followed Wang Jie all the way, and always cooperated with him to complete the pass, and when Zhou Mingkai and a samba defender who didn't know what the name came over, Gong Jizun still asked for the ball.

"Hmm!" Wang Jie pushed the ball and handed it to Gong Jizun.

Gong Jizun didn't dare to be careless in the face of the powerful Zhou Mingkai! Not to mention that Zhou Mingkai was not the only one now......

The cooperation of two and three allowed Gong Jizun to successfully open the back forbidden place of the Samba Army, but as soon as he stepped into the penalty area, a strong pressure hit him from behind, Gong Jizun's face changed, and he had to force himself to choose to shoot in advance.

But shoot the ball yourself...... At that time, Meng La stood proudly in front of Gong Jizun.

Mongla's appearance completely blocked the route of Gong Jizun's shot, but ...... It was also because of that coercion that Gong Jizun strongly felt the arrival of Mongla, and changed direction at the moment when he shot the ball.

Faced with such a dilemma, Gong Jizun also began to break out little by little, and the long-dormant combat strength began to be stimulated by this environment. Originally, he felt that his limit was here, but at the moment, it seemed that he still had a lot of room to improve!

The ball was kicked out, but he didn't choose to shoot, but passed!

Sima Hao forcibly shook off the defender's marker and took the ball in front of the goal.

Although there is someone in front of him to block, as long as there is an angle, he will seize the opportunity!

Rumble!

The ball roared loudly, like a rocket breaking through the sky, and flew towards the goal! The ball was so fast that it only left an afterimage in front of the machine camera, and the goalkeeper of the Samba Army was also a veteran of many battles, and in the face of such a tricky shot, he did not hesitate and made a decisive pounce!

Now it's the comparison that is his reaction speed, or Sima Hao's shooting speed! )