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'Mon' La doesn't want to stop attacking!

For him, as long as he gives him the ball and someone cooperates with him, then he can score again!

But the rest of the Samba Legion didn't plan to go on the offensive anymore. With less than five minutes left in the game, plus injury time, at most seven minutes, as long as they hold on to the last seven minutes, then they will win, and the championship will be theirs!

The ball was completely absent in the middle, and the person in possession of the ball had no intention of 'inserting' forward at all, so in the exchange of pounds, someone made a mistake!

Yes, Ronaldo again!

He's obviously a striker, but he's in the midfield!

However, it is precisely because of his mistake that the players of the Chinese Dream Team are angry again, and the opportunity is here again!

Three minutes later, the Chinese Dream Team made a comeback again! It was Liu Junmin again, after the opponent blocked the pass mistake, decisively organized an attack, and Sima Hao's cooperation completely shook off the opponent's defense, this time he 'forced' several meters closer, and pulled his foot in front of the penalty area! A sudden hanging 'shot' frightened the 'goalkeeper' quickly retreated in embarrassment, but fortunately he still touched the ball when he jumped up, dragging the ball out of the 'goal' frame. Otherwise, the score will really be rewritten!

"Attack!" said 'Mon' with a low growl.

"'Mon' La, this battle has lasted eighty-five minutes, and the brothers are all 'fine' exhausted, not everyone is as evil as you, okay?" said one of the players.

"We just need to defend well, just hold on for the last five minutes and the title will be ours!"

"yes!"

"Captain, there's no need to make the other party so ugly!"

......

"Attack!" Manel said with a serious expression, very serious.

"I agree with Manel!"

"Attacking is the best defense, we have to attack, so that the opponent has no time to attack, only then will the championship belong to us Brazilians!" Manel said.

'Mon' La looked at Manel and smiled with relief.

"Attack, brothers, in the last five minutes, let them know that Brazil is the kingdom of football for all!" Ronaldo said encouragingly, clenching his fists.

A lot of what they speak is Portuguese, and some of the Chinese Dream Team don't understand it at all, but Gong Jizun and Liu Junmin do.

"They're going to attack!" Liu Junmin's face changed, and he said seriously, "In the last five minutes, no matter what, we must hold on, as long as we have the opportunity, we must seize it!"

"Hmm!"

The Brazilian sent the ball, Zhou Mingkai kicked a straight pass to the feet of Oscar on the side, Oscar was obviously a little tired at this time, but what Manel said just now was so 'exciting' that he still gritted his teeth and insisted on taking the ball out.

With only three dribbles on the ball, he immediately chose to pass.

Manel in the middle gets the ball!

A series of rumors once again let the world see the true strength of the Samba Army. Even Ouyang Qingfeng admired their tacit understanding very much!

The opportunity was very good, Manel cut in by himself, but was stopped by Gong Jizun, he was going to 'hand' the ball to Ronaldo, and Ronaldo was also closely watched at this time.

"Give it to me!"

Manel looked at 'Mon' La and hesitated, but it was only because of a moment that Ouyang Qingfeng chased after 'Mon' La's side.

Only he can stop 'Meng' at the scene!

"Ouyang, you can't shake me!" said 'Mon' La confidently.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"Hehe!" 'Mon' La laughed, "Even if you are a professional Brazilian player, you may not be able to bargain in front of me!"

"That's because they're too weak!"

"You're getting louder!" said 'Mon' La.

"Aren't you too!"

"That'...... Come on, just cut it off!"

As 'Mon' spoke, his foot stretched out and then stopped Manel's pass so firmly that he didn't even see it, so he stopped the ball firmly at his feet!

Whether it is Ouyang Qingfeng or Manel who passes the ball, his heart is somewhat shocked!

This 'Meng' pull, the ball sense is so strong!

'Meng' pulled the ball, he put Ouyang Qingfeng away, but he followed him to death, as if his next move was seen through by Ouyang Qingfeng. 'Meng' La was very puzzled, in fact, Ouyang Qingfeng didn't know much about it, since his eyes hurt all night, it seemed that the Vision of God had improved again.

Not only can you see a wider field of vision, but you can even see the micro-reactions of the opponent's body and immediately judge the next move!

After a few rounds, 'Meng' La was finally stopped by Ouyang Qingfeng and even pulled the ball away!

"It's a lot of progress!"

"Thank you!"

"But you still can't get past me, you can only follow me and keep an eye on me!"

"Try it!" After speaking, Ouyang Qingfeng immediately made a very 'forced' real feint, followed by a change of direction and inward cutting, and 'Meng' La immediately followed, not being swayed by the feint at all!

Ouyang Qingfeng took a kickback, his body turned, the speed was very fast, he tried to break through from the other direction, and as soon as he turned around, 'Meng' La followed behind him again.

It seems that he has also seen through his next intention, and it is exactly the same as his own anti-'Meng' pull.

"They all said you couldn't fool me!"

"Come on!" Ouyang Qingfeng suddenly took a deep breath, and slammed his foot on the ground, and the ball actually bounced...... It was as if frozen in place, neither he nor 'Mon' Ra moved.

The ball also floats low in the air.

Suddenly, the corners of Ouyang Qingfeng's mouth raised, and at the moment when 'Meng' La blinked, his figure flashed, and his strange steps shook directly over 'Meng' La! At this time, Ibu Soya, who was in front of the TV, looked at Ouyang Qingfeng incredulously, his face full of anger, "Thousand Illusions 'Lost' Trace!"

Yes, this is really Ibusoya's mastery, a thousand illusions!

How many superstars' weird steps have been shaken!

Just when Ouyang Qingfeng was proud, he just took a step forward with the ball, just one step. 'Meng' pulled his body and pushed his body, stepped his foot, and stopped directly in front of him!

What the?

Ouyang Qingfeng was shocked!

Ibusoya, who was watching the game in front of the TV, was even more surprised!

This......

This Chinese-Brazilian boy is so strong that he can't even shake him off with his own thousand illusions!

"I said, you can't shake me!"

Ouyang Qingfeng's face changed, and it was very ugly.

Just when he changed his face, 'Meng' La seized the opportunity, stole his foot, and pulled the ball over, seeing that the ball was about to be lost, he actually reacted.

At this time, I don't know why, Ouyang Qingfeng's mind actually appeared that Huo Laojin had taught him square dance.

"Don't be in a daze...... You see, as soon as the ball stops from your feet, he will come to this position, normal people can't snatch it, but powerful people can take him away, and you just need to use the second form in the 'maze' step at this time, so it changes...... Not only is the ball still at your feet, but the person who came to snatch you will also be left behind by you. ”

It seems that in his memory, Huo Laojin taught a trick called ...... "Chase the Central Plains!"

Ouyang Qingfeng's body flashed, his footsteps changed, his feet pulled the ball without letting the ball leave his feet, and his strange pace quickly switched from 'Meng' La's side.

Even 'Mon' La didn't react, at this time he was already running to the Brazilian backfield!

"How...... How could it be!" 'Mon' stayed still.

The audience was in an uproar!

All of a sudden, all the ball 'fans' went crazy, and the people who supported the Chinese Dream Team couldn't help but stand up and shout!

This is their last hope, and it is also the last performance before the end!