Midfielder Ruler

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Hernanes turned around to mark Tang Zheng who was running without the ball. He had a premonition that Tang Zheng would be the leading player in River Plate's attack, but he soon discovered that Tang Zheng was running faster than him. a lot of.

So much so that Hernanes, who turned around and accelerated again, had to put his hand on Tang Zheng's left shoulder, but Tang Zheng was not easy to bully, he directly swung his left arm while running, and Hernanes Knocked out his right hand, then stepped across the center line and slammed towards Sao Paulo's defensive half.

Bonannot, who was holding the ball, broke through the sideline with his skillful technique and speed. Tang Zheng changed from running in a straight line to running diagonally, moving closer to Bonnnott on the left, because he saw a black back in the back. Ge supported the wing, but Domingo had no intention of responding in the center.

In order to connect with the team's attack, Tang Zheng had to pass.

This is the awareness of taking the ball in series as a core player.

Encountering double-teaming, Bonannot slowed down, and just as he was about to speed up forcefully, he saw Tang Zheng approaching from the corner of his eye, so his left shoulder sank, and at the same time, the inside of the instep of his right foot made the illusion of breaking through from the outside with a smash. He tricked the full-back and Ugo into making a movement of shifting their center of gravity to the right, then he feinted behind the football with his right foot, and the outside of his foot gave the ball to Tang Zheng.

"Be careful!"

As soon as Bonannot passed the ball, he saw Hernanes approaching Tang Zheng at high speed, and subconsciously reminded him.

Tang Zheng seemed to have eyes behind him, he didn't go directly to catch the ball, but moved his body a big step to the left, blocking the position ahead of time, blocking Hernanes behind him.

He stretched out his right foot to stop the ball as soon as he made contact with Hernanes, and took advantage of this forward momentum to start.

Startled, Hernanes instinctively stretched out his right hand to grab Tang Zheng's jersey, but Tang Zheng's explosive power was too strong, he only grabbed a cloud of air.

"--pretty!!"

Abel Claudio suddenly stood up from his seat and shouted.

If the first time Tang Zheng got the ball back on the court was to surpass others with fancy foot skills, then this catch is a successful example of rational use of the body!

Seeing Tang Zheng breaking through Hernanes, the 'New Kaka' Oscar, who was returning to defense at high speed, had excellent defensive awareness that made him think that he should keep the ball or someone in place, so he rushed over at full speed.

Coincidentally, when Tang Zheng took the ball to attack the thirty-meter zone,

He seemed to have made a mistake, and the power of the dribble was a bit stronger, which gave Oscar, who was rushing up diagonally, a chance to steal the ball.

He was impressed after being cleaned up in the first round at the Monument Stadium. If he can intercept the ball without fouling, it is very possible to play a quick counterattack!

Thinking of this, Oscar lowered his weight and stretched his left leg without hesitation while running.

But Tang Zheng's next linking action made him regret it unceasingly, because Tang Zheng's right foot, which seemed to be too big for the ball, took another big step forward, just stepping on the forward rolling football, just like a car driving at high speed It's as if a child who is crossing the road suddenly stepped on the emergency brake.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled the ball back with the sole of his right foot, and his body took advantage of the opportunity to complete a nearly 360-degree turn, stepping on the ball alternately from left to right, and facing the attacking direction again.

"Oh-my-god!! It's another Marseille round-up! The Prince of the River Plate used his best way to play the 'New Kaka' from Sao Paulo at the Morombi Stadium!!" Abel Claudio almost Roaring wildly, shouting heartily for Tang Zheng's breakthrough!

Sven Mislintat, Dortmund's chief scout in the stands, blurted out subconsciously: "This bitch is so cool!"

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Falcao, who missed the second round of the Copa Libertadores quarter-finals due to injury, stood up suddenly from the luxurious sofa in front of the TV. This almost caused his right hamstring injury to recur again, so The next moment he fell back on the sofa.

"I'm not talking about you, can you react less when watching a ball? Be careful that your leg is injured again!" Girlfriend Luo Leilei's almond eyes gave Falcao a supercilious look.

Falcao gave a helpless dry laugh. As a player, he knew how difficult Tang Zheng's moves were, so he had such a big reaction.

Especially with Tang Zheng's height reaching 1.93 meters, the turning circle to complete the Marseille gyration is larger than other players, and the degree of difficulty is also higher.

What a frightening body balance ability!

That's why Falcao had such a big reaction, because the angle seen while sitting in front of the TV is more shocking than the scene.

At the same time, in Argentina and China, many fans had the same reaction as him, they exclaimed entirely because of Tang Zheng's spectacular maneuvering in Marseille.

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Tang Zheng, who passed Oscar, faced the goal head-on, making Sao Paulo's defense instantly tense. The two defensive midfielders were not in the defensive position, and it would take a certain amount of time for the side midfielder to come over. That is to say, there was no protective barrier in front of the central defender. , they had to push out one.

But Tang Zheng didn't give the Sao Paulo people any chance. Excited to kill, he looked up at the goal, and then suddenly swung his right foot about twenty-eight meters away from the goal.

"—Whoa!! What the hell is the Chinese doing? Long shot?"

Brazil Globe TV's number one commentator, Bueno's eyes widened in disbelief, and shouted.

At the same time, Tang Zheng roared in his heart: "—let me in!"

Then, he kicked the ball out!

The ball shot with all his strength caused Tang Zheng, who swung his right foot to follow him, to fly into the air. His gaze followed the football in mid-air, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Because... he was very satisfied with this long shot!

The striker Andres Rios, who was about to come back to meet Tang Zheng, found himself on the flight path of the ball, so he dodged to the right in embarrassment.

Just as he finished dodging, he felt a gust of wind passing by the tip of his nose.

call--

Goalkeeper Cheney held his breath while looking at the football without a trace of rotation in the midair, and then jumped up with his left foot. He judged the direction correctly, stretched his left arm, and his body stretched extremely in midair. At the age of twenty-five, he rushed towards football.

But when the football flew to the highest point, it was squeezed by the airflow, and suddenly there was an obvious drop.

"Oops!"

It was too late for Cheney to react again, the football brushed past the tip of his left little finger, and then crashed into the unguarded snow-white ball behind him!

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Morombi Stadium, which can accommodate 80,000 fans, suddenly became silent at this moment.

At this moment, their hearts were still hanging in their throats, and their mouths were still half-open, as if some power was controlling their bodies.

The first to speak was the River Plate player in front of the visiting team's bench. As a substitute striker, forward Gustavo Fernandez, who was promoted from the reserve team, jumped up from his seat: "Goal!"

The other teammates reacted accordingly, shouting and waving their fists.

Because they are so excited!

If the game ends with this score, River Plate will advance to the semi-finals!

Even if you take a step back and Sao Paulo scores another goal in the remaining game time, they will still be invincible, at least there will be overtime.

"Ohhhhh—!" Abel Claudio stretched his voice with all his strength: "goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal——!!"

Central 5 commentator He Wei shouted excitedly: "The goal is scored! The goal is scored! Tang Zheng's long shot helped the River Plate team equalize the score! World wave! Absolute world wave!!"

Falcao, who was sitting in front of the TV, clenched his fists subconsciously because of the passionate voice coming from the TV: "You really are so handsome!!"

Bueno, the commentator of Brazil Universal TV, stared wide-eyed, but as the commentator, he said at the first time: "Oh-God! What did this Chinese do? His World Wave actually broke through the gloves. Ronaldo's goal? Amazing!! But..."

"The shot is so fucking beautiful!" Then he changed his voice and said a word of conscience.

Tang Zheng's long-range shot was so brilliant and crucial that the tyc sports TV commentator Abel yelled for nearly half a minute. In this case, the guest commentator Xiao Lili Telmer couldn't get in a word.

"taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang—"

And at this time, more than 2,000 River Plate fans who came with the team finally came to their senses, and hysterically chanted Tang Zheng's name.

Under this burst of 'huge' cheers, Tang Zheng also realized - I scored a goal! !

Like a paused character who suddenly pressed the play button, he spread his arms and rushed towards the camera in the corner flag area on the right.

Behind him was a group of teammates who also clenched their fists and rushed over excitedly.

Tang Zheng, who came to the camera, roared loudly first: "Saint Paul—surrender at my feet!"

Then he rolled up the shorts that covered his right thigh, showing his well-developed and strong thigh muscles to the fans in front of the TV.

When he was still about to show this ingenious pose in all directions, the captain Ortega, who ran wildly, pulled him to the ground with force from behind.

"Don, I'm really amazed at your progress!"

At the same time, Ortega roared in Tang Zheng's ear.

Bonanote pressed directly on Tang Zheng's body, followed by Domingo, Andres Rios, Domingo...

They were very excited, Tang Zheng who was crushed under him could only complain helplessly: "Don't touch my head..."

Coach Simeone's way of celebrating was particularly intense. He first played a sliding knee celebration, and then waved wildly at the home team fans in the stands to express his dissatisfaction during this period.

And what responded to him was undoubtedly overwhelming wild boos.

But, he doesn't care!

Scored a goal in the away game, and River Plate is invincible!

What are you doing to me?

In front of the home team's bench not far away, coach Ramalho was very angry. How long did it take for them to take the lead?

Less than a minute after the re-kick-off, the score was equalized by the damn River Plate!

If you know this is the result, you might as well not score.

The goal lost at home is very fatal!

If in the next time, let River Plate score again, it will be the end of the world!

Thanks to 'Daddy Yao' for the reward of 100 coins.

The recommendation ticket is counted from the full 5,000, so I added more. (To be continued.)

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