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Chapter 341 Damaged Firepower
Ling Feng's accident made the whole audience quiet, and then there was a commotion. These commotions came from the stands of the stadium. The momentum of the Chinese team was high, and only Ling Feng played brilliantly. Once Ling Feng was injured, it would affect the offensive firepower of the Chinese team It must have an impact, and it is bound to affect the results of the next game, so many Chinese fans have expressed dissatisfaction.

yellow card!

The referee took out a yellow card for the opponent's foul just now.

Regarding this judgment, several players of the Chinese team stepped forward to reason that the ball just now was obviously a malicious foul and should be a red card.

But the referee insisted on his penalty and signaled the game to start as soon as possible.

This judgment is unacceptable to both the team and the fans.

At this time, many fans in the stands began to shout in unison: "Black whistle, black whistle, definitely black whistle."

Outside the court, Ling Feng was receiving treatment from the team doctor. The head coach Li Ming rushed over and asked anxiously, "What's the matter, can we still play?"

After the two team doctors simply finished the treatment, Ling Feng's face was still dripping with sweat, and his expression was always in pain.

"Probably a ruptured Achilles tendon."

At this time, a team doctor next to him doubted.

With a "click", a big stone in Li Ming's heart suddenly blocked his heart, and the Achilles tendon ruptured. This is a common problem in sports, but this kind of problem is more serious.

If the Achilles tendon is ruptured, surgery is required, followed by at least 1-3 months of recuperation, but there is a high possibility of relapse after recovery. Many famous players in football have experienced such a situation. This was the case with England's football genius Irving.

Assuming that Ling Feng really ruptured his Achilles tendon, then this World Youth Championship will also be declared over.

"I see, Ling Feng, rest assured," Li Ming comforted Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was lying on the stretcher, with his arms covering his eyes, and his whole body was twitching non-stop.

Seeing Ling Feng's appearance, Li Ming felt uncomfortable. Ling Feng is a very talented player, and he is also the best player he has seen in recent years. He was injured when he participated in the World Youth Championship for the first time. For him, the shadow in his heart is undoubtedly huge, but he is only 16 years old, and there is still a long way to go in the future, there are many opportunities,
"Coach, I'm sorry." Suddenly, Ling Feng said these words.

In the language, the unwillingness and stubbornness in the heart can be clearly heard.

Li Ming smiled and walked up to Ling Feng: "It's nothing, it's common for athletes to get injured, we'll continue after we recover."

Ling Feng still didn't dare to take his arms off his eyes, so he could only nod his head, and two medical staff lifted him down.

Watching Ling Feng being carried away on a stretcher, the fans realized the seriousness of the situation. If it wasn't serious, how could he be carried away, so the anger in their hearts exploded again, cursing at the Turkish players and the referee on the field up.

At this time, Li Ming had no choice but to make a substitution. He glanced at the bench. In order to maintain the offensiveness of the team, he glanced at several players, and then shouted: "Zhao Hu, warm up."

Zhao Hu stood up from the bench, took off his vest, revealed his No. 19 jersey, and started warming up outside the court.

At this time, many fans in front of the TV began to curse. It was so despicable that the Chinese team had a decent player, but the opponent played a trick. It was really despicable and deserved a red card.

"Black whistle, this referee is absolutely black whistle, why didn't he give a red card," a classmate in Class [-] and [-] of Senior High yelled angrily when he saw Ling Feng being knocked down and carried out of the field.

"Damn, it's too bullying. That guy in Turkey did it on purpose. Is the referee blind? Fuck."

All the students in the class started swearing angrily, and they had long forgotten that the school's biggest official, Principal Luo, was still sitting in the class.

Although several teachers were also angry, but due to the presence of Principal Li Luo, they all suppressed their anger, but seeing the students in the class furious and swearing, these teachers couldn't sit still, and some coughed immediately stand up.

"Cough cough...cough cough"

The reminders from several teachers instantly made the students who were swearing just now realize that there is still a great god in the class, and quickly restrained themselves, but even so, it was difficult for them to calm down the mood just now.

At this time, Principal Luo's face was also red and white. Ling Feng was winning glory for the country and Rongcheng on the court. He finally had an opportunity, but he was ruined by that gringo. As the principal, his heart It is also mixed with grief and indignation.

Especially seeing that Ling Feng couldn't continue the game and was replaced by Zhao Hu, and thinking of the joy of the principal of Yucai University, Principal Luo finally couldn't help but stood up and cursed: "Fuck his grandma, these people will Can't play football."

However, everyone in the class looked over, with surprise written on their faces, "..."

Ling Feng's exit made the group lively again.

"It's a pity, Ling Feng is not on the court, it will be difficult to play next." Chang Yang, the captain who seldom froze in the group, came forward and said.

"Yes, the Chinese team's offense is all on Ling Feng. Once he leaves the field, it will be difficult for anyone to replace him."

"Fuck, Ling Feng is too weak, if it were me, I'd be fine," Li Rong said still arrogantly.

"I'll go, Li Rong, don't you have to be ashamed, I guess you won't be able to touch the ball when you go up." Chen Long immediately started to tear down the stage.

"Chen Long, you are blowing a little bit. How can I not touch the ball? If you go up, you may not be able to defend a single ball." Li Rong was not to be outdone.

Seeing the twittering in the group, Yang Luo also put down his phone. He is obviously not interested in these quarrels, but what he cares about is how Ling Feng is injured. Certainly bothering.

"Yang Luo, you can pray." Sandro said with a smile.

Yang Luo turned his head and looked at Sandro in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Sandro stared at the screen and said with a smile: "Have you noticed that the offensive organization of the Chinese team is actually on the goalkeeper. The attacks launched these few times were initiated by the goalkeeper, but relying on No. 17, if it weren't for these two people, The team has collapsed and now the number 17 is injured, I think it will be difficult, so you pray."

Donggu also laughed: "That's right, the goalkeepers in the Chinese team are really good, and with the No. 17, the offense is quite sharp. Now that the No. 17 is not here, can the new player replace it?"

Having said that, Yang Luo turned his attention to the screen, only to see that the fourth official outside the field had already raised the sign for a substitution.

"On the 19th, Zhao Hu enters, on the 17th Ling Feng exits."

"Zhao Hu!"

Yang Luo frowned tightly, Zhao Hu was still as fierce as before, with a serious expression on his face, he didn't look like he was playing football, but he looked like he was fighting.

However, Zhao Hu's body is much stronger than before. The muscles in his arms and thighs are very thick. It seems that Li Ming's substitution this time is mainly due to body collision.

Otherwise, Nanbao, known for his speed, would not be able to sit on the bench.

Zhao Hu appeared on the stage, and the fans in the stands gave encouraging applause, but whether he can perform as well as Ling Feng depends on his ability.

(End of this chapter)