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Chapter 500 Extra Chapter (6) Cursing



Chapter 500 Extra Chapter (6) Cursing

Chapter 500 Extra Story ([-]) Cursing

Although he played handsome, Tang Wu's brows became tighter and tighter.

He didn't mean to be handsome, but just for a scene and to boost morale by the way.

But judging from the current scene, the high morale can't make up for the lack of physical strength.

Although the Chinese team equalized the score, the disadvantage of lack of stamina became more and more obvious.

When attacking, his feet are soft and weak, but when defending, he often fails to return to the defense.

Many times it was Tang Wu's desperate attack to help the defender resolve the crisis.There are more and more cases like this.

"It can't go on like this!"

Not only Tang Wu, but even Qi Wusheng on the sidelines saw the clue.

In order to save energy for the offense, the players on the field are often run out of space by the opponent when defending, just like walking.

Fortunately, the level of the opponent's striker is not particularly good. A few passes were either passed too far, or were intercepted by Tang Wu who attacked in time.

But Tang Wu can stop once or twice, can he stop nine or ten times?

But neither Qi Wusheng nor Shilapuner intended to make a substitution.

Qi Wusheng, who was wearing a suit, looked down at his watch from time to time, muttering in a low voice, "Stick it up again, keep it up again."

Each team has only 3 substitutions, and the Uzbekistan and Chinese teams each used two.

Now that the score is tied, Qi Wusheng has to prepare for possible overtime.

And even if you want to break the boat in the regular time, you have to wait until the last 10 minutes to make judgments and choices based on the situation on the field.

If there is a hasty substitution in advance, even if the opponent scores a goal, it is possible to be equalized or even overtaken by the opponent.

The head coaches of both sides are watching the state of the players on both sides to decide whether they or their opponents will make the final blow.

In the 72nd minute, the situation on the field once again caused the fans to exclaim.

Uzbekistan's winger stuck Wang Dongning with his back on the wing and stretched his legs to catch the ball. While still judging the opponent's intention, the opponent player suddenly turned around forcibly, got rid of Wang Dongning with speed, and ran towards the baseline.

Such a forced breakthrough is already numb to the Chinese team, and the opposing players frequently use this method to force the national football team after 60 minutes.

It may be a bit unwilling to do it once or twice, but after more times, the defenders of the Chinese team had no choice but to "resign themselves to their fate" and could only follow behind the opponent to block the inside line.

However, this time, the opposing winger kicked up five or six meters away from the baseline and hoisted the ball towards the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team.

With such a long distance, Tang Wu didn't dare to attack rashly, so he could only stand firmly on the goal line.

Seeing the ball flying from the air, when Tang Wu's gaze shifted from the right side to the center side to the left, a blue and white figure suddenly rushed in, facing the ball with a diving dive.

Bang!

The door frame was trembling from the ball, Tang Wu stood in the center of the goal, and did not react at all.

The ball that hit the left post bounced back to the penalty area again, and the Uzbek player who followed him met the ball on the line of the penalty area with a low shot.

This time, Tang Wu stretched out his left foot subconsciously, and blocked the path of the ball with his toes.After blocking the incoming ball, Tang Wu ignored the pain from his ankle, desperately got up and jumped with his right foot, jumping up with one foot to take off the ball.

"Hey, Ou Chuliang has done a great job with this ball again!"

"Abadurimov's header almost went in, but the goal post helped the Chinese team."

"However, Jeparov's follow-up shot hit the goal frame and was blocked by Ou Chuliang."

"Ou Chuliang's second reaction was also quick. He immediately stood up and controlled the ball in his hands, defusing the opponent's attack."

"The Chinese team has to be careful, we can't let the opponent shoot so easily!"

Although Liu Jianhong issued a warning, don't the players on the field know this?

They couldn't be more clear, but they already had enough energy to spare.

Seeing Tang Wu holding the ball in his arms again, both Fan Zhiyi and Xu Hong let out a long sigh, and gave Tang Wu a meaningful look.They knew that if the teammate on the last line of defense hadn't played exceptionally well today, they might have been scored 4 goals or even more by the opponent at this moment.

Although the ball was caught, Tang Wu's physical condition was not very good.

When Tang Wu landed, he staggered and almost fell.

Just now he blocked the opponent's strong shot with the toes of his left foot, but now his entire left foot is numb, and there are still bursts of pain in his ankle.As a result, Tang Wu didn't control well when he landed, and landed first with his left foot.The moment he landed on the ground, a sharp pain came from his left foot, and his brain was fiddled with by multiple painful nerves in an instant, Tang Wu almost couldn't open his mouth to spit it out.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!" Tang Wu clenched his teeth and stood motionless on the spot without letting himself shout out. Like a sculpture.

Fortunately, at this time, other players were turning around and running outside the penalty area, and no one noticed Tang Wu's strange behavior.

After everyone ran out of the restricted area, Tang Wu slightly twisted his left ankle, and then he let out a sigh of relief.

"Huh! Fortunately, the bones are fine, and the ankle is not sprained."

Since he was a child, he has been walking on horseback, learning to set bones, and Tang Wu is very clear about the situation of joint injuries.

Although the labor pain just came on violently, it went away quickly.In fact, it was mainly because Tang Wu didn't pay attention to the injury immediately after the injury, coupled with continuous strains, that's why the pain was so intense.

When the pain passed, Tang Wu was pleasantly surprised to find that the bones and ankles were fine.However, the big toe of the left foot is not in good condition.

Ou Chuliang is wearing a pair of black domestic leather feet, the leather is very hard and the size is moderate.But Ou Chuliang's white socks were a bit thick, which caused the feet inside the shoes to be tightly covered.Although he felt that there was something wrong with his toes, Tang Wu didn't know what was going on inside when he took off his socks without slippers.

"Ou Chuliang threw the ball hard to Fan Zhiyi on the wing."

"Fan Zhiyi's long biography."

"Li Bing didn't earn the first point."

"peak."

"The ball was controlled at the feet of the Chinese team."

"Weixing"

Taking advantage of this time, Tang Wu did not run out of the penalty area as before, and kept a fixed distance from his teammates.Instead, he hurriedly came to the goal and shouted to the staff behind the billboard: "Hey, is there any water? Water! Water, 'mizu'!"

Tang Wu yelled in each of the three languages, and made a cup shape with his hands, and poured it to his mouth with his head raised.

Seeing Tang Wu yelling, the staff sitting in a row were a little dazed.

Immediately, a female staff member wearing an orange hat suddenly reacted, "Ah", after bouncing up from her seat, she bent down and took out a bottle of mineral water of an unknown brand, and threw it at Tang Wu.

"Arigado (thank you)!"

Tang Wu stretched out his left hand and grabbed the mineral water bottle in the air.The corners of the dark face and mouth curled up, but the chapped lips exuded a unique masculine beauty in the sun.

"Is it all right? (You're welcome)" the girl hurriedly bowed to the ground, her pretty face flushed with excitement.

Tang Wu had already turned around, unscrewed the bottle cap, and poured a mouthful of water into his mouth.

It is common sense that athletes should not drink water during strenuous exercise, but Tang Wu was already very thirsty. He had just fought the pain and consumed a lot of water in his body. swallowed.

During this period, Tang Wu not only moistened his chapped lips with water, but also poured some water on top of his head.

The water heated up instantly when it touched the top of Tang Wu's head, and when it stayed along the hair curtain, it had already become warm water.

After screwing on the bottle cap, Tang Wu waved his hand and left the remaining half bottle of water in the goal.

The moment Tang Wu turned around, he discovered that among the staff in the row just now, five or six female volunteers subconsciously stood up when they saw Tang Wu turn around.After realizing that Tang Wu was only throwing the water bottle when he turned his head, he sat down uncomfortably.

But at this time, Tang Wu was not in the mood to pay attention to the girl who was thinking about spring outside the court. After Jiang Feng's long-range shot failed, the Chinese team was counterattacked by the opponent.

Li Ming and the opponent's player failed to compete in the middle circle, and the opponent passed the ball to his teammate on the right.

When the opposing player was dribbling the ball from the wing, Uncle Shi on the sidelines suddenly stood up from his chair.

"Fuck, this is defense?" Tang Wu cursed secretly while standing on the line of the small penalty area.

The moment the opponent's winger touched the ball, six offensive players crossed the midfield; and the Chinese team, together with Tang Wu, only had six.

"No. 7! No. 7!" Tang Wu shouted excitedly while pointing at the attacking team next to Jin Guangzhu, "Wang Dongning, get the hell out of here!"

No wonder Tang Wu was angry. There were only two teammates, Jin Guangzhu and Fan Zhiyi, in front of him, but behind them, there were three offensive players standing in a line.

After that, there is an offensive player and three friendly players.

Judging from the scene, his teammates had already made sandwiches for the opponent.But I don’t own KFC, what kind of hamburgers do I sell?

If you just look at the composition of the first two layers, the opponent has already formed a 3v2 situation.

The situation on the field immediately evolved in Tang Wu's mind: the opponent's winger accelerated to sprint, Fan Zhiyi went up, and the opponent's winger passed the ball

Fuck, don't grab it!

Tang Wu's brain flashed, and he shouted: "Don't go, don't go!!!"

Tang Wu's voice was broken by the anxious shouts, but General Fan's field of vision was not as wide as Tang Wu's.

He only saw an offensive player behind him, and the opposing winger was breaking through again.And Jin Guangzhu was at the end, even if he stepped forward to steal it, someone would fill his position.

So, before General Fan had time to analyze Tang Wu's shout, he moved forward and ran towards the opponent's winger.

"Fuck!!!"

Tang Wu cursed, the situation was completely out of control.When Fan Zhiyi went up and Wang Dongning hadn't returned to defense, the situation on the court was completely controlled by the opponent.

Tang Wu didn't like this feeling very much!

Seeing Fan Zhiyi approaching him, the opponent's winger cleverly pushed forward diagonally.The ball passed General Fan and was overtaken by the rapidly accelerating Shikvelin.

At this critical moment, Jin Guangzhu, who was running back, hesitated for a moment.

Behind him is the opponent's No. 11 Mark Shawei who has just come off the bench, and in front of him is Shikvelin who has just received the ball.I was caught in the middle, and I didn't know who to guard against for a while.

At the moment when Jin Guangzhu was hesitating, the two opposing team members had completely surpassed Jin Guangzhu in parallel positions.Even if there is only half of the body, the situation has already constituted a 2v1.

Two strikers vs one goalkeeper.

After hesitating, Jin Guangzhu gritted his teeth and ran towards Shikvelin.

However, Shikvelin, who has an excellent vision, has long noticed that his teammates raised their hands near the penalty spot and swept across the middle when Jin Guangzhu was two meters away from him.

Tang Wu used his last strength to rush from the near post to the middle, and before the ball was passed, he completely stretched his body and saved it.

Do your best, listen to destiny.

This is the only thing Tang Wu can do!

Bang!

Mark Shawei, who responded in place, pushed the ball lightly between the penalty spot and the small penalty area line. The ball rolled past Tang Wu's fingertips and set off a white wave in the net.

"Whoo~~~"

Tang Wu who fell on the ground didn't get up immediately because he already knew the result.

There was a lot of noise in the arena in the wide area park, and foreign languages ​​that I couldn't understand were everywhere.

That was the cheers of the Uzbek fans.

A declaration of victory for the Uzbek fans!

Mark Shawei, who just scored a goal, quickly ran towards Shikvelin on the sidelines, and the two hugged each other excitedly.This scene envied the Chinese fans in the stands.

"Isn't it over yet?"

Tang Wu lay on the ground.

He was so tired.

Out of nowhere, it reached Ou Chuliang's body, and out of nowhere, he played a game.

You saved the penalty kick, why is there still such a big hole in the defense?

Soreness in the back, numbness in the fingers, pain in the toes, muscle spasms.It made Tang Wu want to just close his eyes and fall asleep like this.

The siren blared in the brain, and the red lights of all the functions in the whole body were already on.Not only is he a goalkeeper, but he also knows advanced methods of preserving physical strength.

But at this moment, Tang Wu was so tired that his whole body was limp, and he didn't want to get up anymore.

"Brother Qu, I tried my best. Can you stop sleeping?"

Tang Wu closed his eyes. Although there was a void in front of him, he knew that Ou Chuliang's soul was sleeping not far away.

"Brother Qu, I don't want to play anymore, your own body, your own game, can you play by yourself?"

Ou Chuliang's soul still did not respond.

"Fuck, if you let go of the pick, I'll let you go too! I love you so much!" Tang Wu gasped, closed his eyes and closed his brain, planning to fall asleep right away.

At this moment, there was a burst of cursing in his ears.

"Fuck, how did you defend yourself just now?"

"The community has told you to come back quickly, what the hell are you doing?"

Both Fan Zhiyi and Jin Guangzhu are younger than Wang Dongning, but at this juncture, who would care about who is older?

When Mark Shawei pushed the shot just now, Wang Dongning was one meter behind Mark Shawei.In other words, the opposing players have all caught the ball and shot, and Wang Dongning, the full-back, hasn't caught up yet.

"Me, what do I think?" Shandong Dahan was also violent, "My legs are cramping from running. He just came off the bench. I can't catch up with him. What can I do?"

"Then you won't return to the defense earlier? When Li Ming loses the ball in the midfield, you should return to the defense quickly. What are you doing then?"

"Why didn't you see me back on defense? I've been running, okay!"

For a while, several defenders were chattering, and the penalty area seemed to have become a vegetable market.

"Fuck, what are you BB's? I haven't said anything yet, what are you BB's???"

Just when Fan Zhiyi and the others were blushing, a voice suddenly interrupted them.

When they turned their heads and saw Tang Wu lying on the ground and looking at him with a raised eyebrow, they all closed their mouths in unison.

If it is said that whoever made the bigger mistake is the most responsible, then compared with Tang Wu, they are all at the wrong side.

"What are you talking about? What the hell are you old men?"

"Don't you just throw a goal? I'll show you bastards in a hurry."

"What's the matter? The sky is falling? Or is he dead after the game?"

"What's the noise? If you have the kung fu and the energy, why don't you get out and give me another one?"

"You guys, if you still have the handle, just hurry up and pick up the ball in the net, don't waste any more time, understand?"

Seeing Tang Wu showing off his power, the guards immediately calmed down.

In fact, they are not subjectively trying to shift the responsibility to each other.

It's just that I'm really not reconciled, and I want to find a place to vent.

Now I complained and complained, scolded and scolded, and even got scolded.

Several defenders looked at each other, all bowed their heads silently, and ran forward.

"Brother Qu, let me pick it up." General Fan ran into the net with his arms in hand, picked up the ball and quickly kicked it forward.

Li Bing caught it with both hands and threw the ball to Hu Zhijun.Hu Zhijun stepped on his right foot and directly stepped on the ball under his foot.

"The wind is rustling and the water is cold." Liu Jianhong couldn't help but sigh.

The Uzbek players celebrating on the sidelines of the court formed a sharp contrast with the Chinese players who had already stood up and were ready to go.

A gust of wind blows, and the red shorts of the Chinese team flutter in the wind like pieces of flags.

"The underdog must win." Zhang Lu also nodded, "Although the Chinese team conceded another goal, as long as the spirit of not admitting defeat is still there, we will not fail!"

"Friends in front of the TV audience, what you are watching now is the final of the No.1994 Hiroshima Asian Games Men's Football Team in 12, China vs. Uzbekistan."

"The current score on the court is 3 to 2, and the Chinese team is one goal behind."

"Counting stoppage time, there are less than 15 minutes left. Let us wait and see how the Chinese team will counterattack and what adjustments Coach Qi will make!"

(End of this chapter)


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