Seeing that Gabbiadini and Mateus had already stepped forward, Simon King secretly said "Oh no".

When he was about to give a warning, he saw Gonsalves chuckle at the corner of his mouth, and the ball passed through the two of Vercherna's frontal interception, and flew smoothly towards Claudemere, who was standing in the middle.

Seeing the ball coming, Claudemere subconsciously stepped forward to intercept it.

Simon King yelled "go back", but he was one step too late.

Mateus, who was on the run, stabbed the ball in front of Gabbiadini before Claudemere did.

Gabbiadini ran forward, caught the ball and reached the top of the penalty area for Vischner.

Seeing this, left central defender Fernandes immediately stepped forward to block, not wanting to give the opponent a chance to shoot from a distance.

And the opposing winger Santos, who has been staying on the right side, also cut in with Camille.

For a time, there was a lot of noise in front of the Wei Xue Na penalty area, and there was a lot of murder.

Gabbiadini even split the ball directly to Santos, and then quickly drilled into the penalty area.

Under the combination of passing and running, Fernandez could only choose to follow the defense of Bibideni, but he gave Santos a way forward.

Seeing this, the experienced goalkeeper Ifu immediately moved to his right side, ready to block the shooting route.

But just when Ifu thought Santos would push the goal, the opponent didn't kick up, but swept the ball directly to the center forward Slimani.

Slimani met the ball and fired angrily, but Ifu didn't have time to react and could only watch the ball fly off the post!

Seeing the ball flying, there was a commotion of joy inside and outside the stadium, and even Ifu's face changed, obviously frightened.

After the catastrophe, at the request of Simon King, Vichena began to settle down to defend and prepare to stabilize the situation first.

But under the elusiveness of Gonçalves, they appeared very passive and were beaten at every turn.

Seeing this, Simon King and Armando both found it difficult.

Because the current situation is no longer a simple tactical problem, let alone a question of the player's individual ability, it is completely a problem of playing style.

Just like Wischer's previous games, their players are not as good as their opponents, but with their unconventional style of playing with vertical dense short passes, they can also defeat opponents who are much stronger than themselves.

What's more, the strength of Sporting Lisbon's players is already above them!

"System, use of skills - outstanding insight." In desperation, Simon King can only turn to the system for help.

"Ding! The host's on-the-spot insight has improved, and the thirty-minute countdown has begun."

As soon as the system's voice fell, Simon King only felt that his mind was clear, and the chaotic and fast scene on the field seemed to have become black dots on the tactical blackboard.

"The opponent is playing ...... now It's 42111?"

"The first one, it's Santos, he's an in-cut winger."

"The second 1 is the center forward Slimani, who is a bridgehead and a tool man who pulls the defense line by running."

"The third 1...... No, it's not 1, it's an unknown "x" at all. Gonsalves doesn't have a specific place at all, he's just a free man up front!"

Seeing Simon King's face change drastically, Armando said urgently, "Kim, what do you think?"

Simon King frowned and was silent, and his heart was turbulent: "The legendary front-court free man actually let me catch up!"

Simon King meditated in his mind as he quickly opened Gonçalves' player panel.

"Running off the ball, vision, passing, dribbling, shooting, decision, commitment, speed, agility...... It's all over 15!"

At this moment, he regretted very much that he believed the words of the media and Del: "Damn! Fooled! I thought this guy was really injured, and it was cloudy for a long time!"

In the middle of the depression, Lisbon coach Amorim walked over.

He looked at Simon King and said, "Simon King, you are going to lose this game. But I'm not here to quarrel with you, me

I want to tell you that if you lose at my hands, you will not lose."

Simon King's face was gloomy and said, "I don't lose? How?"

Amorim said, "Gonsalves, I originally left those strong teams behind, but now you have forced them out, and you are still glorious even if you are defeated."

"Are you so sure?" Simon King asked.

Amorim nodded, "Out of respect for your tactical skills, I hope you can perform well today against other strong teams. Also, if all goes well, when we meet again in the second half of the season, I can consider giving you a point at home."

Simon King smiled bitterly, "So, the reason why you came to me is actually for yourself? Are you worried that I will deliberately release water to Benfica because of the conflict just now?"

"Yes, let's reconcile!"

At this time, Amorim has already taken out what he is pressing the bottom of the box, and this set of free man play around Gonsalves' frontcourt is his real tactical core, and it is also his unknown secret weapon.

Simon King: "I saw you constantly listening to your assistant's advice before, I thought you were just a guy who became the head coach because of luck, but I didn't expect you to really have a few brushes."

"Hehe, if you don't pretend to be stupid in front of people, how can you reach the top behind people? Your tactics are good, it's just that the players are a little bit worse, we are all young coaches, so we should be united."

Speaking of this, Amorim looked at Simon King again and said, "How's it going? Do you accept my offer?"

Simon King thought for a moment and nodded, "It's okay to be united, it's okay to help each other, but my goal is also to be a champion."

"You're going to win the title too? You're bringing Vixena!" Amorim was incredulous.

"That's right, not to mention that this ball hasn't been divided yet, but it's divided, and I still want to compete for the championship."

"So you're reluctant to form an alliance?"

"No! We can form an alliance, but there is a precondition."

"You say!"

"Based on the schedule, our next meeting is the last few rounds of the league. When the time comes, let's look at the standings, and the lower side will take the initiative to give three points to the higher side, what do you think?"

"Good! As a strong team, I promise you one more thing, if we are evenly scored, it will be considered a loss!"

"A word?"

"It's a deal! But you have to remember, since it's an alliance, you can't work and not work, you can't relax when facing a strong enemy, and you can't play the trick of preserving your strength and letting the substitutes play!"

"So do you!"

"Deal!"

"Deal!"

Simon King happily shook hands with his opponent and then looked at the youngster on the bench, Hugo Oliveira.

Oliveira is a player who has just been promoted from the youth team this year.

In the beginning, he only had 90 abilities and 119 potential.

However, with the training in the offseason, the young player who is good at marking people has reached 100 points at present.

Simon King opened the system and looked at the other party's key attributes.

"Marking 13, steals 12, defending 10, passing 10, work effort 14, anticipation 12, decision 12, concentration 10, double speed 13, stamina 14."